After Wearing the Book, Did the Hostess Get Me?

After Wei Miao hung up the phone, she still felt uneasy and hurried to the teaching building where Liang Qianwei was. She knocked on the door of the office where Xiang Siheng was located, and it happened to be Xiang Siheng who opened the door.

He asked politely: "Is there anything wrong with classmate Wei? I remember that this seems to be the first time classmate Wei came to our psychology office." Xiang Siheng said decently.

Wei Miao calmly looked at Xiang Siheng and said, "Teacher Xiang, I'm here to pick up my girlfriend."

A crack appeared on Xiang Siheng’s decent face, but he adjusted the expression on his face in just a moment. If Wei Miao hadn’t stared at him intently, I guess even Wei Miao who was standing in front of him would have been Can't find it.

"Ao, are you? I don't know who is the girlfriend of classmate Wei? I'll call for classmate Wei." Xiang Siheng showed a polite smile.

"Really, I thought everyone in the school knew it. My girlfriend is Liang Qianwei. Please ask the teacher for help." Wei Miao looked directly into Xiang Siheng's eyes.

"Okay..." Xiang Siheng turned and rushed into the room, his pace was light, just like the impression he made himself, he was a modest gentleman.

He said something to Liang Qianwei, Liang Qianwei smiled at him, looked at Wei Miao's side, and said something to Xiang Siheng, Liang Qianwei walked over to Wei Miao's side.

Although the conversation with Wei Miao on the phone just now was a bit unpleasant, Liang Qianwei was very happy when Wei Miao came to find herself: "Miaomiao, let's go. I have already told Teacher Xiang to go with you for a while early today."

Wei Miao pursed her lips and said, "Okay, Weiwei, I will pick you up every day from now on."

Liang Qianwei smiled: "No, I'm not a kid anymore. Besides, you are about to compete soon. Train well. It's all on campus, not far from the dormitory.

Wei Miao put away his serious expression and leaned forward, and said in Liang Qianwei's ear: "Then, I miss Weiwei, don't you want to accompany me every day when Weiwei is finished?"

Liang Qianwei stepped back a little and distanced herself from Wei Miao, "Okay, wait until you finish this period, okay."

Wei Miao nodded obediently.

After having dinner with Liang Qianwei, Wei Miao sent Liang Qianwei to class again. After Liang Qianwei entered the classroom, Wei Miao picked up the phone and contacted his bodyguard Liu Zhen and Li Min, telling his bodyguard that this time is far away. Followed to protect Liang Qianwei.

A few days later, the city's Taekwondo competition was in full swing, and several people in Wei Miao and their dormitory all passed through the preliminaries.

However, Ning Zifan and Ding Yunlu were eliminated one after another in Wei Miao's eight-to-four match.

In today’s match, Wei Miao met Yang Fangfang, a strong Taekwondo athlete from Kyoto University. The stadium was already filled with students from both schools. The Taekwondo competition is held every year, and many students are bored and want to join in the fun. .

Liang Qianwei asked Xiang Siheng for a leave in advance to watch Wei Miao's game. Who knew that Xiang Siheng knew that there was a game and said that she would go with Liang Qianwei to see it. Liang Qianwei was not good at rejecting it, thinking that she would just drop in anyway. Came here with Xiang Siheng.

On one side of the arena are students from Kester College, on the other side are students from Kyoto University, and there is even a row of chairs in the middle of the two sides.

The appearance of Wei Miao and Yang Fangfang aroused much discussion.

"Hey, do you think Wei Miao can do it? How long has she just changed? Are you sure she can win? Yang Fangfang was the runner-up in the last competition."

"Perhaps, the eldest is just playing tickets, she doesn't need to rely on these to prove herself, no one can fight her."

"Yes, I'm really envious of people who have rich faces and beautiful faces. In other words, Yang Fangfang is quite fierce."

"See the handsome boy holding a rose sitting in the first row opposite?

His name is Zhou Jian. It is said that he is also a rich second generation. It is said that he is a suitor of Yang Fangfang. He has been chasing Yang Fangfang for more than three months. "

"Oh, this handsome guy is well-known. Forget it, let's watch the game as a single dog."

The referee on the field was still explaining the rules of the game. Wei Miao looked around the field for a week and saw his girlfriend in the third row.

It's just that there is an uninvited guest sitting next to Liang Qianwei, Wei Miao frowns slightly, this Xiang Si Heng is really tricky.

With the start of the referee, Wei Miao and Yang Fangfang quickly entered the state of the game. After the two tried each other, Wei Miao took the lead in attacking. She used her double fists as a cover and kept punching Yang Fangfang in the face.

At the same time, the side of the body facing Yang Fangfang's chin was a side kick. Yang Fangfang turned sharply to avoid Wei Miao's attack.

Yang Fangfang himself thought that Wei Miao was just an embroidered pillow, and she was able to enter the eight-to-four competition entirely because of her family background.

Therefore, Yang Fangfang didn't pay attention to Wei Miao, but Wei Miao's decisive attack just now made Yang Fangfang take it seriously.

Wei Miao didn't give her a chance to distract, a sharp double-flying kick on the front legs hit Yang Fangfang in the chest.

Yang Fangfang adjusted his pace in time. A flexible butterfly step swayed towards Wei Miao, and then his right leg struck Wei Miao's head from top to bottom. Wei Miao had already predicted this. He played in the previous life. Wei Miao still vividly remember the scene of the time.

What's more, Wei Miao in the previous life not only played against domestic masters, but also against foreign masters many times.

Therefore, Wei Miao easily avoided Yang Fangfang's leg. While Yang Fangfang's leg was still in the air, Wei Miao kicked Yang Fangfang directly to the ground with a backspin kick.

Wei Miao herself has rich experience in the game, and now she has had a few months of systematic training, and her physical skills can fully display the skills in her mind.

With the referee's call to stop, the three minutes of the first round were over, and Wei Miao can be said to win effortlessly.

The pot has been fried at Kyoto University.

"Let me go, the woman opposite, she looks pretty long, but she didn't expect her strength to be so strong, and Yang Fangfang had no room to fight back."

"You don't even know she, the daughter of the richest man in China, this is the real rich second generation."

"Yang Fangfang couldn't even win her? Yang Fangfang was the runner-up in the last competition. Could you say that she took the lady's money and deliberately lost it?"

"Probably not, Yang Fangfang's family seems to be quite rich, right? It shouldn't be guilty of playing fake games for money."

After a short rest, the next game soon began again. Yang Fangfang still failed to reverse the defeat, and finally lost to Wei Miao by a score of 3 to zero.

Liang Qianwei cheered Wei Miao happily in the stands, but it was so far away that Wei Miao couldn't hear it.

When the referee announced Wei Miao's victory, Zhou Jian came over with a bouquet of roses and handed them to Yang Fangfang: "Fangfang, don't be discouraged, you are the best in my eyes."

He looked at Yang Fangfang with expectant eyes, and waited for Yang Fangfang to pick up the bouquet.

Yang Fangfang didn't even give Zhou Jian an extra look, but turned to look at Wei Miao and said, "I didn't expect you to be so good. Although I lost this game, I played very well. Wei Miao, right? Remember you."

Wei Miao saw that Yang Fangfang was also a temperament to lose, and replied, "I also played very happily. Let's have a chance to learn together."

When Zhou Jian saw that none of the two women in front of him actually took care of him, he suddenly became a little uncomfortable. Yang Fangfang himself was very temperamental and was a type that was difficult to catch. This caused Zhou Jian's desire to conquer. He originally thought After chasing people in for a month, and then dumping them after eating and wiping them out, no one would have thought that Yang Fangfang would not even give him a straight eye for three months.

Zhou Jian thought that since Yang Fangfang didn’t give him a face anymore, don’t blame him for what he was going to do next. Zhou Jian knelt on one leg, holding a rose, and said loudly: "Fangfang, I like you, can you Promise to be with me? I will always treat you nicely in the future."

Following Zhou Jian's kneeling and courtship, the atmosphere of the playing field was brought to a climax, and the audience was full of voices of "Promise him, promise him."

Wei Miao was choked by thunder on the side. It was obvious that Yang Fangfang didn't like this greasy Zhou Jian. He also deliberately said it in front of so many people. Isn't this moral kidnapping?

Yang Fangfang glanced at Zhou Jian and said loudly, "I have said it many times. I am not interested in you. I hope you don't pester me. If you say it nicely, you are pursuing me. If you say it, it means deliberate harassment. I made it clear to you in front of so many people today. I will not agree or like you."

Wei Miao rolled his eyes as he watched: "This guy is kneeling and paying attention: Show me the classmates who are ill, quickly get medical treatment, don't kneel down every day when I see people."

Zhou Jian's angry veins rose: "I am talking to Yang Fangfang, what does it have to do with you."

Yang Fangfang directly took Wei Miao towards the exit. As he walked, he said, "Mad dog, ignore him, but I can make it to you as a friend."

"Okay, let's talk together again when I have time." Wei Miao felt cold behind him as he said. When she turned back, she saw Liang Qianwei had come down from the stand, staring at Wei Miao at the moment.

Wei Miao waved to Yang Fangfang, and then walked over to find Liang Qianwei: "When did you come down, Weiwei, why didn't you call me?"

"Call you? I think you just had a good chat with others, holding hands?" Liang Qianwei stared at Wei Miao with her hands on her chest.

Wei Miao wiped the sweat from his palms on his trousers, and weakly defended himself: "I didn't pay attention at all just now. Besides, you are still sitting with Xiang Siheng, I'm still jealous."

Liang Qianwei raised an angrily smile by Wei Miao and said, "Okay, you go and change your clothes first."

Speaking of going to the athlete’s single dressing room with Wei Miao, the dressing room is only about five square meters, and there is a set of tin cabinets inside. Wei Miao thought Liang Qianwei was waiting for her at the door, but she waited. After a long time, Liang Qianwei didn't mean to go out, and even locked the door of the locker room.

Wei Miao pursed her mouth and asked weakly, "Weiwei, why are you locking the door? Didn't you let me change clothes?"