One of them boldly asked Song Yan directly, "Mr. Song, is Ms. Xia your girlfriend?"

It's no wonder that some people think wildly, it's just that their looks are too high, the men are handsome and the women are beautiful, and they stand together too well.

As soon as these words fell, several people on the table looked over curiously, looking at them like gossip, and even Yan Zhuo couldn't help but pricked up his ears.

Xia Zhao blushed when they stared at him, shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Song already has a girlfriend."

...

Yan Zhuo lowered his eyes, and the others closed their mouths.

The atmosphere at the table was awkward for a while.

Song Yan took a sip of tea and made a light joke: "Song does not dare to climb high for such an excellent lady as Xia Zhao."

Xia Zhao said, "No, no, Song Tianxian, you are joking."

As soon as the two of them are like you and me, they blow each other's business, and the embarrassment will soon pass.

Zhou Yang asked curiously, "Why do you call Mr. Song Song Tianxian?"

Song Yan said, "Girlfriends are messing around, and they choose any name they want."

"Oh... that's it." It turned out to be a nickname between young couples. Zhou Yang, who had eaten a big mouthful of dog food, immediately closed his mouth and ate quietly.

The others at the table were still chatting and chatting lively, only Yan Zhuo was absent-mindedly eating silently, biting his chopsticks and staring at a certain dish on the table in a daze.

Song Yan has a girlfriend, it's great. This just happened to show that his choice at that time was right. Song Yan is a straight man and should return to a normal life, instead of getting entangled with him and doing things he doesn't like.

At that time, Song Yan's eyes couldn't see, and when he needed someone to take care of him, he might still be a little dependent on him. Now that Song Yan saw it, he should have completely left him behind.

Alas, after all, he was someone he once liked so much, and Yan Zhuo couldn't face him calmly all the time.

He squeezed his chest and poured saliva, trying to extinguish the scorching little flame in his heart.

Don't burn it, he thought, it's useless to burn it again.

Now there is no need for a cold wind, and the slight breeze can already blow out the little bit of affection he has for Song Yan.

Chapter 50 "Yan" Returns

After the meal, everyone rested for a while in the cafeteria, and then Xia Zhao proposed to take a walk around the school. After all, this was the main purpose of their visit this time.

Originally, the next arrangement should be Zhou Yang as a tour guide, leading Song Yan and Xia Zhao around the school and telling them about the history of the school and the use of donated items. But he temporarily took a phone call and had something to deal with, so Yan Zhuo was chosen as the tour guide.

Yan Zhuo was helpless. He was pretending to be mute now, and he couldn't say a word. What could he do with the guests?

Zhou Yang didn't care about him, he casually assigned a male teacher to him.

Zhou Yang said: "Let Xiao Zhu introduce you, you can accompany you, just smile when you're done, it's mainly about the aura, do you understand the aura! You have to give our school a place to calm down."

"..."

The school is not big, there are three small buildings in total, and it will be over in a while.

When everyone came out, it started to rain.

This has ruined Xiao Zhuchou, and the playground can't be visited. What hasn't he done with the two great gods? After scratching his head, he suggested, "Why don't we go to the activity room to play mahjong." He turned to Xia Zhao and the others, "What time do you two leave?"

Xia Zhao said, "Around five o'clock."

"Hi," Xiao Zhu waved his hand, "it's still early."

Yan Zhuo has always lost nine out of ten in mahjong, and the only way to win the game is to have someone give him water.

Now, he and Song Yan can sit at a table playing mahjong, which he never expected.

In this case... it's because God went crazy and secretly took the rat medicine.

But a bad spirit is a bad spirit, even if God goes crazy, it can't change the luck on the back of Yan Zhuo's hand.

He gave Xiao Zhu a shot in the first set...

"Kong!" Little Zhu happily touched another card, and also gave Yan Zhuo a blowing kiss.

Yan Zhuo was really helpless, and continued to conscientiously send guns to others with a sullen face.

After such a lap, he finally couldn't bear it any longer. He gestured with his hands and feet and said, "Did you discuss it? Why do I just carry it like this."

Xiao Zhu and Xia Zhao couldn't understand what he was gesturing, so they didn't speak with a sullen smile. Only Song Yan looked at him lightly, and raised his eyebrows at the end. After a while, Song Yan fired a cannon at him.

Yan Zhuo was secretly happy.

Next, Song Yan fired three more guns for him.

Yan Zhuo didn't say a word, but he won four games in a row. have to say that this was thanks to Song Yan's mahjong skills... that was really bad.

In short, when Song Yan lost, Yan Zhuo was relieved. He quietly raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a hint of "I'm cool" between his eyebrows and eyes. Xia Zhao couldn't help but glanced at him, and joked: "How old is Mr. Zhuo, you are so cute, you don't just graduate from college, right?"

"No, how is it possible," Xiao Zhu said, "He's already 27 during Chinese New Year."

Xia Zhao was surprised: "I can't see it."

"He looks small," Xiao Zhu has a problem, he likes to talk to the bottom when he chats with others, and he will chatter endlessly: "He came to our school right after graduating from university, it has been almost three years, and it has been said Coincidentally, he happened to be a graduate of City H, woohoo~"

Yan Zhuo stomped him hard at the bottom of the table, and gave him a look of "Why can't you shut up?"

Xiao Zhu grinned in pain, and instantly refrained from what he was about to say, and shouted at Yan Zhuo, "Why are you stepping on me?"

Yan Zhuo smiled and said silently, "I'm sorry, my feet hurt."

"..."

Your feet hurt so much that you stepped on me, Xiao Zhu didn't understand where his logic came from, he paused and didn't continue what he just said.

After the mahjong game was over, the rain did not mean to stop, but it was getting bigger and bigger.

"It seems that the rain won't stop for a while." Xia Zhao said with a frown.