Rebirth of the Routine King

Unlike Wang Yan who was chewing books seriously, Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu were completely absent-minded.

Especially Song Zhiwen, she went to the bookshelf to change books every now and then. She changed three books in just half an hour. She didn't know whether it was because she didn't find the book she wanted, or because the color of the book cover was not pleasing to her...

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When she was looking for a book, her eyes were always fixed in the direction of Wang Yan.

In order to prevent Wang Yan from finding out that she was peeking at him, Song Zhiwen was extra careful and peeked from behind.

When she noticed Wang Yan's serious expression while reading and his motionless back, she secretly sighed: He is indeed a special boy! She thought his grades were a mess! Unexpectedly, he loves studying so much...

When she returned to her seat, her best friend looked confused.

Song Zhiwen asked curiously: "Lulu, what's wrong with you?"

Gao Lu hesitated for a moment and said, "Xu Gu called me just now and asked me to go out and have a meal with him..."

Song Zhiwen was a little disappointed, but she quickly returned to normal and said with a smile: "Then you go! I want people to invite me to dinner, but I don't have the chance yet!"

The look Gao Lu looked at Song Zhiwen was neither distressed nor guilty. In short, it was a very complicated expression.

"Then I'll leave the mosquitoes. I originally wanted to go eat bacon and watch a movie with you!"

Song Zhiwen was very generous: "It's okay! Let's go another day!"

"Okay then, you can read for a while and then go back to the dormitory when you are tired. I should be back in the evening."

Song Zhiwen nodded obediently.

After Gao Lu left, Song Zhiwen lay on the small table with a look of grievance.

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Gao Li walked a few steps outside the library when a black car stopped next to her.

Opening the car door, Gao Luruo sat in without anyone else.

Xu Gu, who was wearing sunglasses, asked: "Where is Song Zhiwen! Didn't I ask you to take her out?"

Gao Lu said calmly: "I told her, but she didn't agree and said she wanted to go home in the afternoon."

Xu Gu held his chin and thought for a while, then chuckled and drove slowly away from the College of Economics and Trade.

Gao Lu said nonchalantly: "Can you tell me why you have to bring her out?"

Xu Gu said coldly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

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When it was almost time to eat, Wang Yan's stomach growled.

Wang Yan closed the novel and said to Pan Yafei: "Let's go eat!"

Pan Yafei reads books very quickly and has already finished the first one.

As Wang Yan said, fantasy novels are not only easy to understand, but also very exciting!

"good!"

Pan Yafei also closed the book, walked to the bookshelf with Wang Yan, and stuffed it into the pile.

When walking out of the bookshelf, Pan Yafei whispered with surprise: "Wang Yan, look! Song Zhiwen is also in the library!"

Wang Yan glanced at Song Zhiwen, who was lying on the small table, whether asleep or reading a book, and said impatiently: "Let's go! Look at what she is doing, broom star!"

"Broom star?..."

Pan Yafei looked at Wang Yan in confusion, wondering why he described the national treasure goddess of the School of Economics and Trade in this way.

Song Zhiwen was not asleep. She just saw Wang Yan and a boy coming over and deliberately lay down on the small table to pretend to be asleep.

As soon as Wang Yan left, she suddenly felt that the entire library was no longer interesting.

Just as she was about to get up and leave, she suddenly heard someone shouting: "Whose T-shirt is this?"

Song Zhiwen didn't pay attention at first, but the next words the man yelled immediately made her eyes clear.

"Whose T-shirt is this! What is this on it? Milk tea or soy milk? Why do you think today's students don't have any sense of civilization? Even if you don't want it, why don't you throw it in the library?"

Song Zhiwen hurried over and said with a hint of embarrassment: "This belongs to my... friend, he accidentally pulled it off."

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While eating, Wang Yan realized that he had forgotten his T-shirt.

But he didn't take it too seriously. He went to the library after dinner anyway. Could he still fly?

Besides, who wants a dirty T-shirt?

However, fate is always so unpredictable.

When Wang Yan returned to the library, he noticed at a glance that the T-shirt had really flown off...

Wang Yan was depressed for a long time. Although the clothes were not valuable, he had worn them for a year and showed emotion in them.

The owner of the seat should have gone to eat. There is a book on the seat to symbolize that "this seat has been occupied".

Wang Yan threw the book aside unceremoniously,

With a look of boredom on his face, he said: "I'm most annoyed by this mindless way of declaring sovereignty!"

Pan Yafei had a stern expression because he had been a loyal supporter of this method before.

"Wang Yan, would you like to borrow it and go back to the dormitory to read it? I have been sitting here all morning, and my shoulders and back are sore."

Wang Yan actually wanted to take his dormitory back, but he gave up the idea when he thought that Wang Weihang would make another round of weird ridicule.

He said casually: "The dormitory is not so quiet yet! You can go back if you want. I am in good health. I have been sitting for two days and I don't feel any pain in my back..."

Pan Yafei grinned, this guy never forgets to show off.

"Okay, then I'll go back."

Not long after Pan Yafei left, a burly boy walked up to Wang Yan.

He said with a cold face: "Classmate, didn't you see that I put a book on my seat?"

Wang Yan didn't answer and asked: "By the way, have you seen my T-shirt? It's a little dirty..."

The burly boy looked at Wang Yan strangely and said, "That's your T-shirt? Goddess Song took it away."

Song goddess? Song Zhiwen?

What is she doing with her clothes? She doesn't throw them in the trash can, does she?

Hmm...it's somewhat possible. She can't take advantage of her words, so it makes sense to take it out on her own clothes.

Wang Yan came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Senior, what did you just say?"

The burly boy's expression has obviously improved a lot. Since he is a friend of Goddess Song and a man, he must not be an ordinary person.

"Nothing, just sit down and I'll find another seat."

Wang Yan said calmly: "Don't be unconvinced. In fact, I have already occupied this seat, but someone took away my T-shirt."

Since you can use a book to occupy the place, I can also use a T-shirt to occupy the place, right?

The logic is clear and there is nothing wrong with it!

After the burly boy left angrily, Wang Yan concentrated on reading the novel. Now he has read the fifth part. It is the time when the relationship between the protagonist and several girls is warming up. There should not be too many poker scenes in the book!

It's not like the online novels that will be published more than ten years later. If you kiss them, they may be sent back for corrections!

Time slipped away bit by bit, and before you knew it, the novel in Wang Yan's hand reached the last page.

Although he didn't look at his watch, Wang Yan guessed that it was almost time for lunch.

However, the plot of the novel was so tempting that Wang Yan couldn't help but find the sixth volume and read it with gusto.

He didn't even notice when a beautiful figure walked in front of him.

Finally, a pleasant smell of shampoo came to the tip of his nose, and Wang Yan realized that Song Zhiwen was standing in front of him.

She had just washed her hair and her hair was still wet. She looked at Wang Yan with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

I have to say that Song Zhiwen’s title of school beauty is definitely worthy of her name!

Even if she doesn't wear makeup, her appearance is more resistant than a punching bag.

Wang Yan had seen all kinds of beauties in bars in his previous life, but compared with Song Zhiwen, he was either a little more tacky or a little less girlish.

In other words, Qi Xiuquan is slightly better than her in terms of elegant temperament.

Wang Yan looked at her calmly and said, "Where is my T-shirt? You won't keep it as a family heirloom, right?"

Song Zhiwen snorted, and as if by magic, she took out a piece of clothing from behind and threw it on Wang Yan.

Wang Yan took it and took a look, and was surprised because not only were the stains on the T-shirt gone, it was even cleaner than when he first bought it.

Not only was it washed, it was also ironed!

By the way, it’s just a T-shirt, is it worth ironing?

Song Zhiwen What does this mean?

Conscience realizes that one is wrong?

But seeing her raise her arrogant little chin, she said crisply: "I have fulfilled your request, and now it is your turn to fulfill your promise."

Wang Yan pretended not to know: "What promise? Did you ask for my permission when you washed it? You actually ironed my clothes. I don't like wearing neat T-shirts the most!"

Song Zhiwen's pretty eyes were slightly angry: "Wang Yan, are you cheating?"

There was already a commotion when Song Zhiwen walked in. At this moment, she was seen arguing with a boy, which almost attracted the attention of the whole hall.

Wang Yan was surrounded by so many eyes at once and felt very uncomfortable.

Normally, he would be eager to be in the limelight and gain attention! But now, he really has no thoughts at all.

Who is Song Zhiwen?

A well-deserved economic and trade national treasure!

Wang Yan knew very well that if he had any shady involvement with her, the group of powerful fans behind her could drown him with just a spit of spit!

In his previous life, Wang Yan’s girlfriend was Qi Xiuquan, the campus beauty of Shangcheng University.

During the period before the relationship was confirmed, his distress was far greater than his excitement.

He was pointed at while walking on the street, watched by people while eating, the topic of discussion in the class and dormitory was all about him, with strange looks, sour words and so on.

Later, it was Qi Xiuquan who took the initiative to hold his hand and stopped the rumors. Even so, the jealousy in his eyes was far greater than envy...

Although Song Zhiwen is very beautiful, Wang Yan has no intention of accepting her. Now he just wants to make money quickly, and then wait for Qi Xiuquan to come to the mall to go to school, and stay and fly with her.

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In order to prevent himself from becoming the center of discussion, Wang Yan made a quick decision and hurriedly said:

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you...I'm going to buy you milk tea now."

After saying that, Wang Yan stood up and left.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwen also followed.

Wang Yan pretended not to notice and walked towards the school gate with long strides.

Song Zhiwen could barely keep up with Wang Yan's pace at first, but after he picked up the pace, he fell far behind in a short while.

Song Zhiwen was so angry that her beautiful eyes rolled back. When had she received such treatment in the Economics and Trade College?

It's not that she, Song Zhiwen, is talking big. As long as she says she wants to have milk tea, can you see if the boys who take the initiative to invite her can go to Longhu?

"Can you wait for me..."

Hearing Song Zhiwen calling from behind, Wang Yan turned his head and said bluntly: "Why are you following me? Just stay in the library. I will buy it and send it over."

"What if you run away?" Song Zhiwen said angrily.

Wang Yan was speechless. What about the trust between people? Do I look sinister and treacherous?

Then he threw the T-shirt to Song Zhiwen, "You take my shirt. If I don't get it back, throw it in the trash can."

"Why do I need your clothes..." Song Zhiwen rolled her eyes and said, "Do you know there is a milk tea shop there? The nearest one is also in Sanqi Square!"

"I'll look for it myself slowly!" Wang Yan said and walked away.

"Then do you know what flavor I like to drink? What if I don't like it if you buy it?"

Song Zhiwen was like a little follower, holding Wang Yan's T-shirt in her hand, and walked up quickly.

Wang Yan finally saw that this girl was determined to go with him.

Wang Yan has a big shortcoming, that is, his IQ will drop when he meets a girl...

If the girl were more beautiful, her IQ would be halved...

Someone of Song Zhiwen's level has almost no IQ...

Just when Wang Yan didn't know what to do, the bus arrived.

Like a rabbit, Song Zhiwen got into the car in twos and twos, sat at the window and greeted Wang Yan: "Hurry up and get in the car!"

Obviously this was the best opportunity to please Song Zhiwen, but Wang Yan got into the car by mistake.

"Sit here..." Song Zhiwen pointed to the empty seat next to her and extended an invitation to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan didn't even hesitate, turned around and sat in another seat.

Seeing Wang Yan's honest rejection, Song Zhiwen didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she felt that this boy... was so cool!

Looking back on her more than ten years of life, she has been regarded as the apple of her parents' eyes since she was a child, opening her mouth and extending her hands whenever food comes.

Because she is good-looking, she is always given the role when playing with children.

When she went to school, her classmates wanted to talk and play with her because she was good-looking. The teacher also had no dislike for good-looking girls...

Therefore, the word rejection was quite unfamiliar to her in her growing up experience. Suddenly meeting Wang Yan, a boy who didn't like her and even felt a little disgusted with her, aroused her inner desire for rebellion.

Song Zhiwen pursed her lips. After hesitating for a few seconds, she suddenly stood up and came to Wang Yan's side.

She is pretty, but she is not a delicate girl. On the contrary, she can be very timid even if she is small.

Wang Yan was really shocked, thinking that you are a school beauty after all! Are you reserved? How could you take the initiative to flirt with boys...

"Let me tell you, Song Zhiwen, although I, Yushu Linfeng, look like Pan An, you must not have any thoughts about me! I don't like girls like you, they are not reserved at all..."

Song Zhiwen giggled: "What are you thinking! I'm just curious about you..."

"What are you curious about? Curious about why I am so handsome? Haha, I inherited it from my mother..."

Song Zhiwen looked at Wang Yan carefully: "Handsome is not really handsome, but he is really interesting."

Wang Yan snorted: "I inherited this from my father."

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