During class in the afternoon, Luo Ziling received a message from Yang Qingyin: "Junior Lao Lang, do you want to go to Qinghua Garden tonight?"
"Did Xiaoyang want to trick me into selling me to Qinghuayuan?" Luo Ziling added two pitiful expressions after the message.
"Yeah, I've been short of money in my pocket these two days, and I'm going to sell you to the beauties in Qinghuayuan for some pocket money. There are more beauties over there, are you very excited after hearing that?"
"It seems that I will have to dress up when I go back later so that you can sell it at a good price!"
"Hmph, it looks like you are really attracted to the beautiful woman over there?" Yang Qingyin followed with a few eye-roll expressions.
"The thing that moves me the most is this beautiful woman who just sent me a blank look."
Seeing these two messages from Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin, who was bored in class, couldn't help but laugh.
Although she stopped laughing quickly, her momentary smile happened to be seen by the classmates around her, and they couldn't help but be surprised.
Sitting next to Yang Qingyin was a girl named Zhou Haimei. She was one of the classmates who had a good relationship with Yang Qingyin. Yang Qingyin, who usually looked cold, couldn't help but smile after looking at the phone.
I couldn't help but feel curious, so I asked, "Qing Yin, are you messaging that Luo Ziling?"
Yang Qingyin ignored her, put away her phone, and listened intently.
"Qing Yin, when will you bring your male idol to meet us? Let us get to know each other so that we don't know each other." After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Haimei whispered again.
"Listen to the class," Yang Qingyin did not answer her question, but replied softly.
Zhou Haimei, who had long been accustomed to Yang Qingyin's way of speaking, just gave up.
After Yang Qingyin put away her phone, she still felt it vibrate, but in order not to be noticed, she still didn't take out her phone to look at it.
When meeting Luo Ziling after school, Luo Ziling couldn't help but complain: "Senior, why don't you reply to my messages?"
"It's class time. I can't ruin my image. If the teacher catches me playing with my phone and chatting with you, I'll be really embarrassed." Yang Qingyin said, holding Luo Ziling's hand, "Okay.
La, don’t argue, the worst I can do is take you to the cafeteria of Qinghua Garden for dinner today.”
"You want to bribe me with just a dinner in the cafeteria?" Luo Ziling also grabbed Yang Qingyin's hand and replied with a smile: "Unless you add a midnight snack."
"What if I gain weight?"
"Eat it when it's cool!"
"I hate it," Yang Qingyin reached out and pinched Luo Ziling, "You are a foodie, so you know how to eat."
"Yes, I am a foodie, and I still want to eat you, what should I do?" Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin seriously.
Luo Ziling's subconscious joke made Yang Qingyin blush. As a result, Luo Ziling's waist was pinched again with the Yang family's unique soul-chasing and life-killing pinch. He couldn't help but scream in pain.
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will bite you," Yang Qingyin opened his mouth at Luo Ziling.
Luo Ziling immediately let go of Yang Qingyin's hand, stood in front of him, lowered his head, and pointed at his mouth: "Come on, hurry up, it's the puppy who doesn't keep his words!"
As a result, he was pinched several times by Yang Qingyin, who was even more blushing.
"Let's go, we will be surrounded by people soon." Yang Qingyin said, grabbed Luo Ziling and ran away.
Although both of them were dressed up, and they looked unrecognizable unless they got closer, and they were making a fuss in a quiet place where no one was passing by, the thin-skinned Yang Qingyin still couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Seeing Yang Qingyin's appearance, Luo Ziling couldn't help but laugh happily.
When running around a corner hand in hand with Yang Qingyin, seeing no one around, he suddenly put his arms around her shoulders and pecked her on the lips.
What's terrible is that just when he succeeded in the sneak attack, three or four boys suddenly appeared in front of him.
Yang Qingyin was immediately ashamed and almost fought with Luo Ziling.
After escaping from the vicinity of those boys with gossipy faces, Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a life-threatening Yang style stranglehold. Only when Luo Ziling repeatedly begged for mercy did she give up.
After all the fuss, Yang Qingyin, who was not in a very good mood during this period, had long forgotten his worries.
"Senior sister, why do you want to take me to Qinghua Garden today?" Luo Ziling asked curiously after walking out of the school gate.
Although Qinghua University and Yenching University are next door, Luo Ziling has never been there once.
As the two most famous universities in China, these two schools are also tourist attractions that many people yearn for, but Luo Ziling is not included.
Luo Ziling was not too curious about university campuses because he had never been to school and did not have the same yearning for these two famous institutions of higher learning as ordinary students. He did not want to go to Qinghua Garden for a stroll, even though Qinghua Garden was very famous.
The Summer Palace and Old Summer Palace were far more attractive to him than Qinghua Garden.
If it weren't for Yang Qingyin's suggestion, he would rather take him on a night tour of the Summer Palace or Old Summer Palace than go to another campus.
"Qingye and the others are having an event tonight and asked us to come over and join in the fun. I thought I had nothing to do tonight, so I asked you to come over and hang out."
Luo Ziling was surprised when he heard this: "What activity? Your brother called me over?"
Yang Qingyin smiled and said: "It's a vocal rehearsal. In a few days, he and some other students will represent Qinghuayuan to participate in the reporting performance."
"Oh, I see. Your brother is also very knowledgeable about vocal music?" After Luo Ziling asked another question, he reminded him seriously: "You didn't answer my other question just now."
"Yes, Qingye asked you to go with me by name," Yang Qingyin rolled his eyes at Luo Ziling, and then said, "He and I have been interested in music, chess, calligraphy and painting since we were children."
"What a versatile pair of siblings." Luo Ziling sincerely praised them.
Yang Qingyin stood still and reminded him seriously: "When someone says this, it is praise, but when it comes from you, it is sarcasm."
"Why?"
"Because you are better than us in these aspects."
"Where is it?"
"That's what it is!"
"I was so elated. Nothing makes me happier than the goddess's praise." Luo Ziling smiled proudly.
As a result, Yang Qingyin pinched me again: "Looking at how proud you are, when did you learn to be glib?"
"I didn't learn, that's how it is!"
While talking, the two of them walked into the Qinghuayuan campus without knowing it.
Yang Qingye had already greeted them at the school gate, but he only recognized them when Yang Qingyin called him.
"Holy shit," Yang Qingye looked pale after seeing the two of them dressed up, "Sister, brother-in-law, do you really want to dress up like this? I also want to impress our classmates.
You have dressed yourselves up so ugly, you are finished!"