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    Song Yan's outburst attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

    Xia Lin didn't expect Song Yan's reaction to be so big. After a moment of stunned, he barely found an excuse: "You are too loud, this is where the class is held."

    Song Yan narrowed his eyes in disbelief, and looked at Xia Lin from head to toe: "Xia Lin, do you really want to go to Naruoshizi Medical College?"

    Xia Lin looked at him seriously: "Am I joking?"

    Song Yan smiled and put one hand on his shoulder: "Well, if you want to be a scholar, I support you. If you want to go to a cram school here, I will also accompany you!" expression.

    "I'll take it with the kindness," Xia Lin clapped his hand away, "but I'm here to study, you're just wasting your time here with me."

    "How can it be a waste of time? I rarely come to City A, so I just took this opportunity to play for a while."

    Xia Lin wanted to say something else when Zhou Shuo came back with two bottles of iced coffee, one for Song Yan and one for Xia Lin.

    Song Yan likes to drink this kind of coffee, so he took a sip and lifted his head to take a sip, and said, "It's cool!"

    Xia Lin didn't pick it up, just glanced at it lightly, and said to Zhou Shuo, "Buy me orange juice in the future, the original kind.

    Zhou Shuo was startled.

    Song Yan turned to look at him: "Don't you like iced coffee the most?"

    "You like it, I just follow your taste."

    "Then why didn't you say it before?"

    "..." I used to be stupid.

    Song Yan didn't take this to heart, and put one hand on Xia Lin's shoulder and the other on Zhou Shuo's shoulder: "Let's go, let's go back to the hotel."

    Xia Lin still refused to compromise: "Song Yan, I'm serious, you can go back."

    "How do I respond?" Song Yan looked innocent, "I sent the driver away."

    "..." Xia Lin was speechless for a moment.

    Song Yan suddenly patted his head: "I almost forgot, I left that box of special products at the front desk of the hotel and said that I would pick it up in an hour, so don't overtime. Those things are very expensive, if they are thrown away. But things are going bad, hurry up, hurry up!"

    Xia Lin wondered when you, Young Master Song, felt so distressed about money, and was unwilling to be pushed by him for a few steps, and asked, "Which hotel is it stored in?"

    "Which one else can you live in?"

    Xia Lin was speechless, it must be Song Yan who ran to his brother to ask. In the future, will also remind Xia Liang not to disclose his whereabouts to Song Yan casually.

    The three of them fought back to the hotel, and Song Yan asked, "How many rooms do you have?"

    "Double standard." Xia Lin and Zhou Shuo have grown up together since childhood, and they get along more like brothers than masters and servants.

    "Okay, I'll open another room."

    Song Yan opened another room with his ID card. He originally wanted a next-door room, but the next-door room had already been booked. He had no choice but to reserve a single room on the first floor downstairs.

    Then, while instructing the customer service to help move the box of special products to Xia Lin's room, he threw the newly created room card to Zhou Shuo: "I'll exchange it with you."

    "Ah?" Zhou Shuo took the room card with a look of bewilderment.

    Xia Lin reacted first and quickly refused: "Zhou Shuo is my bodyguard, what are you doing in exchange for him?"

    Song Yan looked at Xia Lin with a smile: "In the next few days, let me be your bodyguard!"

    The word "close to the body" gave Xia Lin goosebumps.

    "Go away." Xia Lin couldn't help but swear, "Do you have the qualifications? Zhou Shuo's punching skills are much better than yours."

    Song Yan pretended to be surprised: "So your bodyguard still needs fisting? I thought it was just a decoration."

    "..." Xia Lin was speechless. Zhou Shuo had followed him in the past few years, and it really didn't come in handy other than pretending to be coercive.

    Song Yan didn't wait for Xia Lin to find another reason for refusal, raised his arm around his neck, forced him to follow him to the elevator, and said, "Go back to the room, I just went to the room. Australia, I was abandoned by the iron buddies when I came back, is I wronged? Back to the room, let's have a good chat."

    Xia Lin was not as tall as Song Yan, and his strength was not as strong as his.

    However, Zhou Shuo misunderstood and took Song Yan's room card into another elevator pitifully.

    "..." Xia Lin almost wanted to cry without tears, this bodyguard is really a decoration!

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