Tender

Huo Yan held the warm milk tea in his hand, followed Fu Shihan obediently, stepping forward.

She lowered her voice and asked Shen Yuran, "He is still angry."

"What do you think?"

Huo Yan sighed, it seemed obvious.

"He has been ignoring me. If this goes on, he won't want to break with me." Huo Yan's face was full of frustration.

Shen Yuran smiled happily: "It's possible, you know, President Han is very vengeful and can't be easily provoked."

"What can I do then, or you can give me a weapon."

"You two childhood sweethearts have known each other for more than ten years. What tricks should I make from an outsider, how can I please him, can anyone know better than you?"

Huo Yan changed his mind, and that's right. No one in this world knows Fu Shihan better than her, but she is depressed because of that. Fu Shihan won't get angry easily. Once annoyed, it will definitely be impossible for ten cows to pull him off. come back.

Particularly uncomfortable.

Huo Yan speeded up his pace and walked to Fu Shihan's side, carefully pulling his sleeves.

Fu Shihan didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Brother Han, you are still mad at me."

"No." He said lightly: "Is there anything you should be angry about."

His expressionless face was clearly annoying, but he refused to admit it.

"Then I will invite you to dinner tonight, OK."

"Don't eat."

Huo Yan sighed, kicked a piece of gravel under his feet, curled his lips and said, "If you get angry, I will be angry too!"

Fu Shihan quickened his pace and ignored her.

"Fu Shihan, you mean!"

Huo Yan chased him and said loudly: "You are so stingy, you won't be able to marry a wife in the future!"

However, before she finished her words, she suddenly staggered under her feet, staggering and leaping straight forward, hitting Fu Shihan's **** hard.

Huo Yan was quick-eyed and hugged his waist hard to avoid falling.

The waist is strong and thin, very firm.

Fu Shihan turned around now, looked at her with his eyelids down, and stabilized her body, gentle and helpless.

"Did Tang Qianmo tell you, don't try to speak ill of me."

Huo Yan just remembered that his lively little cousin Tang Qinmo seemed to have indeed said, never speak ill of his eldest brother behind his back, let alone curse him, even the fortune teller said that his life is expensive, and any curse is bad. They will all give back and rebound, and their brothers and sisters have suffered a lot in this regard since they were young.

Huo Yan was shocked and patted his chest firmly, and continued "Bah Bah Bah" for several times: "If you can find it, how can Brother Han can't find his wife? I was talking nonsense just now, God, don't be offended. "

Fu Shihan calmly said calmly: "It's hard to collect water, and there is no reason to take back what I say. If I really can't find a suitable wife, you just wait for bad luck."

Huo Yan suddenly became anxious: "Nothing like this!"

Shen Yuran listened to the two people from behind, and thought it happened once, and interjected: "You two can get together, it's lively, so as not to harm others."

Huo Yan's cheeks flushed with shame, and turned his head to stare at him: "What nonsense, the dog can't spit out ivory."

Shen Yuran smiled and said: "I'm really nonsense. Don't worry about it, you two. You should find your wife and your wife, you should find your husband and your husband. Hey, I still worship you."

After he finished speaking, he gave Fu Shihan a smirk in his eyes and stepped up to the front.

Fu Shihan took Huo Yan's wrist carelessly and said calmly: "Walk carefully. For such a big person, I just don't know you if I fall into a shame."

Huo Yan looked down at him holding her wrist tightly, he was still leading it step by step as he did when he was a child.

His palms were warm, and he wrapped her little hands, especially at ease.

"By the way, at the tea party just now, I met a girl named Qi Yun."

She carefully looked at Fu Shihan's face, Fu Shihan looked straight ahead, her eyes deep, without any expression.

"Huh? No response?"

"What do you want to say." Fu Shihan asked casually.

"She said it was your good friend." Huo Yan said with a curled lips: "I don't know, you still have such a beautiful and excellent female friend."

"Listen to what you mean, do I have any friends who need to report to you?" A faint smile was drawn from the corner of his eyes, and he looked down at her: "Or do you not like that I have female friends?"

Huo Yan denied: "It's your business to make friends, I can't control it."

"What do you mean her name?"

"Qi Yun."

Fu Shihan thought for a moment and shook his head: "No impression."

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be false, and there was no need to lie, Huo Yan was a little relieved, and only said: "Just now at the tea party, people always mention you, and you have forgotten people, it really has no conscience."

"Huo Yan." He called her full name, and these two words slipped out of his magnetic voice, making people tremble.

"If a man has a conscience for all women, then he has no conscience and understands."

Huo Yan blinked his **** eyes and shook his head.

Fu Shihan squeezed her slender wrist, and said softly, "You will understand."

Next, the program team carried out several warm-up matches similar to rehearsals to familiarize the players with the competition system. No matter the outcome of the victory or defeat, it will not affect the final finals.

The players are proud, even if it is not the final finals, they tried their best to show their best side.

The battle was fierce, especially Qi Jun and Dong Sibo, who were chasing after the victory.

After these few games, the players probably also figured out the details of their opponents.

Huo Yan has always been mediocre in the game, with few wins, and on several occasions he answered the correct answer in the last few seconds.

Among all the players, her aura can be regarded as the weakest. These days, the synonym for modesty is the weak.

So in the last game, when the mutual election, everyone loves not to choose her, after all, these outstanding students from major universities are arrogant and disdain to compete with the weak.

At the last dress rehearsal, Qi Yun comforted Huo Yan: "It's okay, the most important thing is to participate. When the day of the finals comes, if I get the champion, I will definitely not pick you first, don't worry."

Huo Yan glanced at her gratefully: "Thank you, it doesn't matter in fact, let the flow take place, no regrets wherever you go."

After Huo Yan left, a friend walked over, and Qi Jun said, "So weak, how did you make it to the finals?"

Qi Jun shrugged: "After all, this kind of game still has to talk about a certain element of luck."

"It's not the time to talk about luck when it comes to the finals. You have to work hard. A guy like her who fishes in troubled waters will be killed if he survives less than five minutes."

Qi Yun glanced at his friend: "Don't talk so full."

"It was originally. The stage of the "Brainstorm" finals is reserved for powerful people like Qi Jun. These people, at best, come on stage to let the audience watch a joke and amuse them. Maybe the program group is just for Considering the drama, she passed the game."

Qi Yun stretched his eyebrows and smiled: "I advise you to be kind and don't hurt your mouth so much."

"But why are you being so kind to her." The friend smiled, "Could it be Aiwujiwu."

"What are you talking about."

"Isn't she from S university, and someone is also from S university?"

"The more you talk, the more ridiculous."

Even though Qi Yun said so, a smile of comfort still evoked from the corner of his eyes.

Huo Yan didn't go far, her words were completely heard in her ears, but she didn't care about these discords.

A girl like Qi Yun may not be underestimated by others. She wants to show her excellence and excellence every moment, but Huo Yan is different. She has been ignored since she was a child and has long been used to it.

At the beginning, she didn't quite understand Fu Shihan's strategy of showing weakness for her. All the players in the competition were facing each other in a pinpoint manner. Why did she do the opposite, deliberately showing her weakness so unreservedly.

Until a few rehearsals were played, almost no champion was willing to choose Huo Yan as a challenge object. She can survive smoothly to the end every time. Watching those strong players get eliminated one by one, she only needs to defeat the last champion to win the championship.

Therefore, this is Fu Shihan's intention!

He warned her that the rehearsal cannot be won but can only be lost, which is to use the pride and vanity of these players to help Huo Yan go to the end steadily.

Whenever she has a little bit of eagerness to compete, the plan will fail, but this girl has a calm mind and does not care about the contemptuous eyes of others. She actually loses all the way to the end. No one regards her as a threat or even wants to challenge her. .

Such a weak player has nothing to be proud of winning.

In this way, she is in a much better situation in the finals where the crowds are waiting. As long as she doesn't have such bad luck, she will be able to stand till the end and even win the championship as long as she is the first to win the championship.

Over the years, the champions of the College League Challenge have all become well-known figures.

In the past, Huo Yan couldn't even think about it. One day, he would have such an opportunity to stand on the brightly lit stage and accept the applause.

She grinds her fists, eager to try, waiting for the final blockbuster.

A few hours before the start of the finals, backstage, the players are making the final preparations for the start of the show.

When putting on makeup, Huo Yan still held the question bank in his hand, silently remembering.

Qi Jun and Dong Sibo were chatting, and laughter came from time to time. They seemed to be in a relaxed state, and there was no tension at all on TV.

Huo Yan asked herself, she would definitely not be able to do so calmly, she was almost nervous to death, and the most worried thing was that the tension would affect her performance.

When Fu Shihan came in, the surrounding atmosphere obviously changed, and the voices of the people around him were much smaller.

Huo Yan didn't notice the person standing behind him at all, until a pair of slender hands took her question bank book away, and then he came back to his senses.

As soon as he raised his head, he met his curved and sharp jaw.

He lowered his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes lightly covered his eyelids, and looked at her helplessly: "You are already well prepared, don't read a book."

Huo Yan nodded obediently, she just refused to let go because she was too nervous to avoid being seen by others.

I don't care that others think she is a bookworm with rote memorization.

"You are not sitting in the audience, why are you here?" She asked in a low voice.

"Come and see if you are nervous to cut the corner."

Huo Yan laughed stupidly: "You still treat me as a kid."

When she smiles, she will show two small front teeth, looking naive and cute.

Fu Shihan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and scratched her hair: "Don't be afraid, Shen Yuran said, if you are the first to be eliminated, he invites us all to eat hot pot."

Of course Huo Yan knew that he deliberately said this in order to relieve her tension.

She blinked her eyes and looked at Fu Shihan: "Brother Han, if I were really the first to be eliminated, would you be disappointed."

"Why ask like that."

"At the beginning you gave me the chance to participate in the finals. I think I should win the championship on your behalf, so as not to betray your withdrawal."

The bright eyes of the little girl are like a pool of clear water, without any pretense.

Fu Shihan's heart was slammed by her innocent words. He patted the back of her hand lightly, and said, "Huo Yan, remember, you have come to this step, everything is your own hard work. It's not someone who gave it to you."

Huo Yan nodded as if understanding, and said vigorously: "You accompany me to participate in the competition, and you also help me make suggestions. In short, I will not let you down!"

Fu Shihan's peachy eyes raised slightly, and he murmured in an extremely gentle tone: "Fool."

Huo Yan continued to read, and Fu Shihan sat on the side to accompany her. This scene attracted the attention of many girls present.

Huo Yan always listened to Tang Qinmo when she was a child that her cousin had an idol halo on her body. She didn't understand what it meant before, but now she understands.

No matter what the environment, Fu Shihan always attracts attention.

This has nothing to do with appearance, the magnetic field of a good person is similar. Even if he said nothing and didn't do anything, the sharp temperament between his gestures was enough to make these self-proclaimed players around him feel threatened.

Qi Yun was so startled that the false eyelashes were about to fall off.

She watched Fu Shihan sit beside Huo Yan, whispering to her, as close as a couple of lovers.

When the friend came over, Qi Yun withdrew his gaze and immediately reapplied the false eyelashes.

"It's weird, they actually know each other, they seem to have a good relationship."

Qi Yun said calmly: "They are all from the same school, and the understanding is normal."

"Yes, it's normal." The friend smiled and said, "Guess what gossip I just heard?"

Qi Yun said casually: "What."

"I heard from the students of S University that it was Huo Yan who gave Fu Shihan to pk in the school finals. I didn't believe it at first, but now that these two people are so good, I believe it."

Qi Yun frowned slightly, "You mean, Fu Shihan lost to her on purpose?"

The friend smiled lightly: "I don't know this anymore."

"I thought she made it to the finals only because of good luck." Qi Yun showed a trace of contempt: "I didn't expect such a thing."

"Yes, at what level is Fu Shihan, will he lose to Huo Yan?" The friend said, "Then what do you think they will be related to?"

Qi Yun's heart seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake, and the venom gradually penetrated into her blood, making her feel depressed and wronged, as if she was about to breathe.