"Zhang Hao, you can't break your promise!" Song Ziting grabbed the car door and turned to protest to Zhang Hao, who had already squinted his eyes and closed his eyes to rest.
"I never said that I was a gentleman, let alone that you violated our agreement first!" Zhang Hao uttered a few words with his eyes closed, making Song Ziting's face turn pale with anger.
"You...when did I violate the agreement?" Song Ziting wanted to argue.
"It's best not to let the photos dirty my eyes anymore. My patience has its limit, and the Zhang family's face cannot be damaged in any way!" Zhang Hao suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly into Song Ziting's big eyes. Look.
Seeing the panic and atmosphere in Song Ziting's eyes, Zhang Hao curled his lips: "Why don't you get out of the car? Do you want me to carry you out of the car?"
"Liar!" Song Ziting cursed at Zhang Hao angrily, but when she thought that Zhang Hao might really be able to do anything, she quickly opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and headed straight to her dormitory building.
Zhang Hao squinted his eyes and looked at Song Ziting's running back and the young man standing not far away. He couldn't help but curl his lips: Song Ziting, you'd better wait for me to come back from my business trip. I think I will give you a bigger surprise.
.Then he waved to the driver, Xiao Zhang: "Go to the company!" The car turned around and immediately drove towards the Zhang Group.
Song Ziting ran a few steps and heard the sound of a car starting behind her. She turned around and saw that the car had left the school. She breathed a long sigh of relief, muttered something to the butt of the car, and then walked towards Lu Yang, who was not far away.
At this time, Lu Yang stood at the door of the girls' dormitory with a preoccupied look, looking inside from time to time, not noticing the movement behind him at all, so he didn't notice it until Song Ziting quietly approached.
"Hi, Lu Yang!" Song Ziting came up from behind and patted Lu Yang on the shoulder, scaring Lu Yang.
Lu Yang turned around and saw that it was Song Ziting, so he stood up straight and hurriedly hid the things in his hands behind his back. Then his handsome face turned red: "Um... Ziting, so you are here!"
Song Ziting just wanted to make a little joke with Lu Yang, but she didn't expect that Lu Yang stood there with a red face, and seemed to be nervously hiding something behind him. She couldn't help but grinned: "Why are you stuttering? Are you there?
What good things are you hiding? Take them out and let me see!"
Song Ziting's smile made Lu Yang even more nervous. He didn't take out the hand behind his back, nor did he hide it. Looking at Song Ziting's eyes that were bent with laughter, he finally mustered up the courage to reach out and pick up a beautiful bag.
He took it out and handed it to Song Ziting, then scratched the back of his head and said sheepishly: "This...this is for you!"
Song Ziting looked at the beautiful bag in front of her and was stunned. She couldn't help but raise her head and asked: "What is it? It's so mysterious!"
Lu Yang was stunned by Song Ziting's question. Finally, he rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of a good excuse, and then said: "Yes... these are the costumes we will wear when we dance next week!"
"Oh! Please make a special trip. Just call me and I'll go get it. Or you can give it to me when we practice tonight!" Song Ziting smiled and reached out to take the bag, then opened it curiously.
At first glance, he saw a simple black T-shirt inside, which fit the dance style very well. Then he squinted his eyes and smiled at Lu Yang, showing his beautiful dimples: "Thank you! See you in the evening!"
"Well, see you in the evening!" Lu Yang saw Song Ziting smiling happily, and also smiled with a blush. Seeing Song Ziting go upstairs, Lu Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, and then took the hand from the other hand.
He took out his black T-shirt and beat his head: "Lu Yang, Lu Yang, why are you so stupid!" But looking back at the empty stairs, Lu Yang comforted himself: "Finally, I'm lucky.
Ting didn't refuse, right?!" Thinking this, Lu Yang frowned and waved to the empty stairs: "Ziting, see you in the evening!" Then he was about to turn around and leave the dormitory, but when Lu Yang turned around
, only to find that a female classmate in the same class was looking at her with her head tilted. She couldn't help being stunned, and quickly hid the T-shirt behind her, and then greeted her with a smile.
But the girl asked blankly: "Lu Yang, are you okay? Why are you smiling at the dormitory building?"
When Lu Yang heard what the girl said, he realized that there were already several people standing next to him, tilting their heads and looking at him like aliens. He couldn't help but quickly took a step forward, and then said to the female classmate:
"No...it's okay! I still have something to do, let's talk another day!" Then he ran towards his dormitory in a hurry, thinking as he ran, he hoped that he didn't think he was crazy today. But thinking about Song Ziting accepting the gift from him
T-shirt, but couldn't help but grin.
It was already afternoon when Song Ziting returned to the dormitory. Fortunately, there were not many classes. She asked Lan Ruo to borrow the course notes that day and looked at them. She was basically able to digest the new knowledge. After class in the afternoon, Song Ziting
Went to the dance club as promised.
When Song Ziting arrived, Lu Yang had already been waiting inside. As soon as he saw Song Ziting coming, Lu Yang happily greeted her: "Ziting, you're here!"
"Well!" Song Ziting smiled and greeted Lu Yang. After putting down her backpack, she realized that there seemed to be no one in the dance club today, only herself and Lu Yang. She couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Huh? Why are there only two of us and the others?
Where are the people?”
"It seems that there is a dance at school tonight, and they are all going to the dance..." Lu Yang scratched his head. In fact, to be honest, Lu Yang was also thinking about inviting Song Ziting to the dance at this time.
"Oh, let's start practicing then!" Song Ziting nodded after listening to Lu Yang's words, and then began to prepare for the warm-up.
Lu Yang saw that Song Ziting didn't seem to have any intention of participating in the dance, so he gave up the idea, turned around, played the music, and started to warm up. Then the two of them began to prepare seriously for the art competition a week later.
Nearly two hours of dancing made the two young people sweat profusely, but looking at the dance, which was already going much more smoothly than it was at the beginning, Song Ziting and Lu Yang looked at each other and smiled. When they were about to finish their break, Lu Yang sat on Song Ziting's lap.
Next to him, he gently said to Song Ziting: "Ziting, thank you for your help in this competition!"
"Lu Yang, what are you talking about? I'm doing it for myself and the big bonus!" Song Ziting smiled and hit Lu Yang on the shoulder.
Lu Yang lowered his head and smiled. In fact, he had long expected that Song Ziting would say this, but he still hoped to hear Song Ziting say: "Because of you, I will participate in the competition!" Lu Yang grinned and felt a little disappointed.
But soon Lu Yang cheered up and looked up to see Song Ziting drinking water with her head tilted up. Sweat was flowing down Song Ziting's face to her neck. Lu Yang felt a fever all over his body, swallowed his saliva, and scratched his head in embarrassment.
He picked up the mineral water bottle on the ground and took a few sips.