The all-round master who charms the city with a smile

As usual, Ling Feng jumped out of bed as soon as he arrived, opened the curtains, and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Get up!" Ling

Feng picked up his phone and sent a QQ message to Bei Weiwei.

"I'm up, it's a little cold today, you wear more!" Looking

at the message sent by Bei Weiwei, Ling Feng felt that she was beside her, and there was no distance between them: "I'm waiting for you at the door to go downstairs together!" After a while, Bei

Weiwei opened the door and walked out of the room with Xiaoling.

Bei Weiwei looked at Ling Feng in a daze, only to see that he was wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt today, with a pair of black sweatpants underneath, and the hair in front of his forehead was a little long, almost covering his eyes.

He leaned lightly against the door, his face turned sideways, angular, thin, and had a very special temperament.

Xiaoling greeted Ling Feng warmly: "Classmate

Ling, good morning!" "Morning!" Ling Feng responded with a smile, her eyes swept over Bei Weiwei, she had already put on a knitted sweater, it was that kind of small and fresh light green, her fair and good-looking face was buried in the warm and fluffy old age, she was draped in a coat, and the whole person was tightly wrapped.

She seemed to be very afraid of the cold!

Bei Weiwei stretched out her slender finger and pressed the elevator door, and the three of them stood at the door and waited for a while.

After the elevator door opened, Bei Weiwei found that it was very crowded inside, and it was all boys.

Ling Feng was the first to go in: "Excuse me, move inside!" The

people behind leaned back, squeezing out the space between the two of them, Bei Weiwei glanced at Ling Feng with clear eyes, and said with her mouth: "Thank you." "

As soon as I walked out of the building, there was a drizzle in the sky, and the breeze mixed with the drizzle fell on my face.

Bei Weiwei and Xiaoling shared a small umbrella, and Ling Feng saw a drizzle falling on her: "My umbrella is bigger, or let's change it."

Xiaoling didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, as soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, she ran with an umbrella to buy breakfast, and the drizzle fell on Bei Weiwei's face.

Ling Feng leaned towards her, his tall figure holding an umbrella, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

Xiaoling came back with three breakfasts, and watched from a distance as the two of them held an umbrella together, the boy was tall and handsome, and the girl was petite and cute, these two guys were quite a good match.

"Let's go!" A

Range Rover was parked at the gate of Kyung University, and a girl in a pale pink jacket opened the door and stepped out of it.

"Cousin, I'm leaving, you go back, be careful on the road.

Zhen Shaoxiang held the steering wheel with both hands and smiled: "Well, I'll pick you up at night." "

If you want to be busy, you can also use it, it's just an ordinary cello competition, I Xi'm used to it!" Meng Yiran stretched out the umbrella, and then put the cello shoulder strap on his body.

Zhen Shaoxiang said: "Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, cousin, you finally participated in a competition, how can I be justified if I don't support my cousin." "

Well, okay, I'll call you or send you a message then. "

OK, let's go in, don't be late!" Meng

Yiran nodded, holding an umbrella and carrying a cello towards the school gate.

After watching Meng Yiran leave, Zhen Shaoxiang stepped on the accelerator and went down, Land Rover turned the front of the car and left quickly, the wheels crushed the ground, and the water splashed around, disappearing in the wind and rain.

Meng Yiran walked in the crowd, which was very eye-catching, and the passing classmates around her would look at her. Because the cello is really big, it is a head taller than the rest of her, so it looks exquisite.

After seeing clearly that it was Meng Yiran, there were soon exclamations and screams around her, both boys and girls, many of whom were her loyal fans.

Although he is still a freshman, he does have a lot of fans in school.

"Wow, it's the cello goddess Meng Yiran, it's really beautiful. I'm a girl, and I think she's beautiful, and she has a good figure and white skin, no matter how you look at it, she thinks she's beautiful. "

Hello Goddess, can you give me an

autograph?" "Ah, autograph, I want it too."

Meng Yiran didn't like to be surrounded in the middle, and squeezed out of the crowd with a cello on his back and a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." "

Meng Yiran, I heard that she seems to be the flower of the music department, just like Bei Weiwei you!" Xiaoling teased.

Bei Weiwei smiled: "How can the computer department be compared with the beautiful art department, I think Meng Yiran is more beautiful than me, and I have heard the song she played at the freshman entrance party, it is really very good, if she becomes a star in the future, she will definitely be very popular."

Xiaoling deliberately pulled the topic to Ling Feng: "Meng Yiran is very good, but our classmate Ling is not bad, and the bad guy is also a piano prince now." Ling

Feng coughed lightly twice, his expression was dull, and he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy.

Xiaoling looked at Ling Feng and smiled: "Yes, classmate Ling

!" "I don't know!" Ling Feng.

Bei Weiwei nodded and said in front of him: "I like Meng Yiran's cello music very much, but I don't understand music, I just think it's elegant and beautiful, and I can't feel anything else." In contrast, I still like Brother Feng's piano playing and singing, which is more down-to-earth and can make people have some associations. "

Brother Feng......" Xiaoling felt a little intimate when she listened.

Bei Weiwei explained: "That's what my classmates call it. "

Oh, okay!" Xiaoling could barely accept this explanation, but she always felt a little like that.

"And the ...... called Brother Feng," Bei Weiwei added, carefully observing Xiaoling's expression.

Xiaoling's expression was the same as what Bei Weiwei thought, obviously associating with something: "Uh...... You can figure it out, I'm really convinced

!" "Haha!" Bei Weiwei covered her mouth and smiled.

The three of them walked side by side on the plastic runway of the campus, and suddenly, a girl who did not bring an umbrella trotted to Ling Feng, and asked cautiously with a red face: "Classmate, I didn't bring an umbrella, may I ask, can I go with you?"

Bei Weiwei and Xiaoling were stunned at the same time, and their eyes widened to watch the show.

Especially Xiaoling, although he didn't have much contact with Ling Feng, he also knew more or less about this guy's temper and character, thinking that Ling Feng would definitely say "I'm sorry" handsomely or refuse in other ways, in short, he wouldn't agree!

Bei Weiwei's thoughts were similar, because she had seen with her own eyes how Ling Feng rejected girls.

This girl should be no exception!

However, Ling Feng's approach really made people's jaws drop.

Compared with the girl last time, the girl in front of her is obviously much more outgoing and generous, of course, she doesn't look bad, she wants to have a face, she wants to have a figure, and it is difficult for ordinary boys to refuse.

It's a pity that ......

She was met by Ling Feng.

Even if Xiao Nai comes, he will sigh at his sassy operation.