Zhang Hao stood at the door for a long time without moving, staring at the two people in the practice room practicing the dance over and over again. Looking at Song Ziting who was close to Lu Yang in the practice room and twisting her sexy dance steps, Zhang Hao felt his blood rising.
.Just as Zhang Hao was about to open the door and go in, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Hearing the clear ringtone of the phone in his pocket, Zhang Hao averted his eyes and reached out for the phone in his pocket: "Hello?"
"President, it's time to go to the airport!" Xiao Zhang's slightly anxious voice came from the phone: "Where are you? Do you want me to come and pick you up?"
"No, I'll be right over!" Zhang Hao hung up the phone, glanced meaningfully at the dance studio, and then walked away towards the original road.
Song Ziting went straight to the dance club after class. Because she was in a good mood today, Song Ziting's dance practice went very smoothly. Her cooperation with Lu Yang has become more and more tacit, and Song Ziting has more confidence to get the bonus. Thinking of herself
After getting the bonus, she could do what she wanted to do, and Song Ziting felt incomparable joy in her heart. But just as she and Lu Yang were practicing vigorously, they suddenly heard a series of familiar cell phone ringtones, because this ringtone was similar to
The gangster's ringtone was the same, so Song Ziting couldn't help but stop her movements and looked out the window in confusion.
"What's wrong, Tingting?" Lu Yang sensed something was wrong with Song Ziting and looked in Song Ziting's direction.
"No...nothing." Song Ziting looked out the window, but didn't see half a figure. She couldn't help but think that she was hallucinating. She looked at the watch on her wrist and thought that Zhang Hao was about to get on the plane at this time. Why?
He might even appear in his own school. He couldn't help but shake his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned to Lu Yang and said with a smile: "Let's keep dancing. We are in good condition today. I hope we can get the bonus by then!"
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"Well, come on, we will definitely get it!" Looking at Song Ziting's smiling face, Lu Yang also showed a hearty smile. As a result, the two of them lost track of time during practice this time, so when they started dancing
It was getting late when he came out of the room. Lu Yang looked at the darkening sky and felt a little worried, so he proposed to send Song Ziting back. However, Song Ziting thought that if Lu Yang found out that she did not live in the school at all, she would be worried again.
It would cause some misunderstanding, so I politely refused and left quickly by myself.
Lu Yang looked at Song Ziting's back and shrugged as she left alone. He felt a little lonely, but thinking about Song Ziting's ability to dance with such heart, his mood improved a lot. Lu Yang comforted himself: It still takes time. I believe Ziting will definitely watch.
Thanks to my efforts!
Song Ziting raised her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist. It was almost eight o'clock. Thinking that Zhang Hao should have been waiting for the plane at the airport at this time, Song Ziting subconsciously reached out and touched her phone, thinking that maybe the gangster had left before he left.
She would call herself, and what kind of problems would she cause herself, but when she turned on her phone, Song Ziting found that there were no missed calls on her phone, not even a text message. Song Ziting felt a little disappointed in her heart. Song Ziting patted herself.
with a small face, and then pouted at the phone and muttered: "Song Ziting, you should be happy this time, that devil, the stinky scoundrel is finally leaving! Humph, didn't you just not call, then you don't want to either
Tell him to pay attention to his arm, he deserves it if it is broken!
Song Ziting snorted and then strode onto the bus. However, as soon as she got on the bus, Song Ziting felt that something was wrong. Thinking of what she had just said, she quickly took out her mobile phone again, and then started talking quickly.
Word: Well... pay attention to your arm, don't get hurt again! Click, send, recipient Zhang Hao. Looking at the successful transmission report uploaded on the phone, Song Ziting breathed a long sigh of relief: Song Ziting, you are so stupid.
Oh, how could you forget that you were the one who caused that scoundrel’s arm? If his arm was broken, wouldn’t you be responsible? Thinking of Zhang Hao torturing himself in various ways and asking himself to wear pants for him,
He grabbed his own instant noodles again, and even let her feed him. Song Ziting shivered all over, and then began to secretly pray that Zhang Hao's arm would get better.
At this time, Zhang Hao was already waiting in the VIP waiting room. Hearing the announcement on the radio that the plane to New York, USA, was about to start boarding, Zhang Hao put away the magazine in his hand, reached out and took out his mobile phone, and saw the message on the mobile phone.
Zhang Hao hesitated at the name Song Ziting, thinking of everything he had witnessed before coming to the airport. Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said silently: Song Ziting, when I come back, I will give you a bigger surprise, and then quickly turned on his phone
After changing her name to "wife", she turned off her phone with satisfaction, then stood up and walked towards the boarding gate.
It was already after nine o'clock when Song Ziting got home. Zhang's father and mother seemed to be very busy recently. Song Ziting hadn't seen them for a week. According to Mrs. Zhang, she seemed to have gone to England to meet old friends, so there were only
There are only two people left, Song Ziting and Mrs. Zhang.
Thinking that Zhang Hao had gone to the United States and that the bedroom could be hers alone, Song Ziting felt that her whole body seemed to have strength all of a sudden. Regardless of the fatigue of practicing dance just now, she went upstairs with a bang, and then cheered and took a shower happily.
Taking a bath, since Zhang Hao was not there, Song Ziting ran out wrapped in a bathrobe, and then jumped up and threw her whole body on the bed: "Oh, great, I can finally do it."
I'm sleeping on the bed!" Song Ziting lay on the big bed and rolled around for a long time, but suddenly she felt something was wrong, because the bed was filled with the smell of Zhang Hao. Song Ziting rubbed her nose, trying to get rid of the smell of Zhang Hao.
, but found that no matter how hard he waved it, he couldn't wave it away. He reached out and grabbed the remote control, turned on the TV, and flipped through the programs on the TV randomly, but he found that the TV was also against him, and there were no programs that he liked at all. Song Ziting
Somewhat discouraged, the initial excitement faded little by little, and finally I got bored and picked up my phone to play with it.
But seeing that there were still no calls or messages on her phone, Song Ziting began to feel disappointed: "Humph, the scoundrel didn't even have a phone number..." Song Ziting pouted her mouth and cursed a few words angrily, but thought of Zhang Hao and listened again.
After seeing the empty bedroom, Song Ziting felt bored. Looking at the empty bedroom, Song Ziting shrugged. To be honest, Song Ziting didn't like this empty feeling. When she was at home, her parents were very busy. Fortunately, she still had her brother.
, but later because her brother went to the United States again, Song Ziting was often at home alone. This deserted feeling made Song Ziting very uncomfortable. After arriving at the Zhang family, although she did not like Zhang Hao, everyone in the Zhang family treated her very well.
Well, especially Mrs. Zhang and Mother Zhang, so Song Ziting likes it here very much.
But now Zhang's father and Zhang's mother have gone to the UK, and Zhang Hao has gone to the United States. Now they don't even return for a short message, and Mrs. Zhang has also taken a rest. Song Ziting stared at the ceiling with big eyes and fell asleep...