Chapter 380

The ridiculed Mencius heng'ergen was a little red, but he also felt that he had made a fuss just now. Not to mention that it is not ancient times and there is not so much red tape, but that they are all boys. It is common for them to take a bath with bare arms.

My reaction is that there is no silver in some places.

Embarrassed to touch his nose, Yu Guang swept to song Ye's hand holding the pen. Mencius Heng suddenly asked, "have you studied calligraphy?" He has studied these four treasures since he was a child. He can see duanni by holding a pen.

"Well, a little." Song Ye nodded. He had been involved in all walks of life, especially in handwriting. However, he was too utilitarian and could not be compared with Meng Ziheng.

Meng Ziheng felt that she was modest. "Before you introduced yourself in the class, I read your blackboard words, which is very artistic. If you can, I'd like to ask you to help me write a few words for this painting, which can be regarded as our joint work. "

As soon as song ye saw that he mentioned these things, his eyes flashed and his heart did not feel a smile. He turned around and wrote five words in the upper left corner with a brush stained with ink.

The writing style is elegant, but at the end of the writing style is manic. Just like song ye, he is as cool as the moon on the outside, but he is crazy inside.

"Good words, this picture of birds facing the Phoenix, with your embellishment, is perfect." Meng Ziheng was satisfied and praised again and again. He did not expect his roommate to have such abilities and talents. Before that, he was blind and almost missed a friend with similar ideals.

Thinking of this, he can not help but look at each other, the young face is rare to see delicate and beautiful, the side face is also impeccable, delicate skin, white, straight nose, light clouds, light breeze with a smile of the corner of the mouth, and that pair of deep and bottomless cold eyes.

Others say that he looks good-looking, is a good-looking young man, but looking at the youth in front of him, Mencius Heng wants to tell those people, this is unparalleled in the world.

It has to be said that song Ye's artistic conception of painting and calligraphy made Meng Ziheng's popularity soar, approaching the broken table.

In the next few nights, every time he finished painting or practicing calligraphy, he would go to song ye for comments and appreciation, which really consumed a lot of song Ye's artistic talents.

If you have a roommate who is crazy about art, it's hard to think about it.

The first week of school passed in a hurry. Song Ye didn't receive a call from Qin Zhan again. He thought that he would not give up easily.

Her elder brother looks at justice detached, but in fact, some means are much more sinister than her. Claire and the Han family are afraid that they can't get a bargain this time.

Originally, she wanted to commit a crime against the wind and find a leak after the misfortune of the Han family. However, she never thought that the young lady of the Han family had provoked a single moth, which was far more than that.

On Shi Yigao's first weekend off, song ye did not go to the company to deal with matters, nor did he come out with Wang Tiechuan to celebrate his entrance to school.

Early in the morning, Mencius Heng called and asked for the address of song Ye's family. Without waiting for the latter's refusal, he spontaneously came over to pick up people.

Under the building, song ye, the last one to come out, looked at the four sports cars in silence. It seems that these childlike brothers in Shishi all like sports cars very much.

"What's dawdling? It's like a woman. You have to be picked up when you go out. It's really troublesome." Le Mingyu smelled a face, but the boss didn't want to. He looked at the place where song ye lived curiously. He found that it was a medium level. Then he turned his mouth and became suspicious of song Ye's attachment.

"Well, you can't say less. It's hard for us to come out and play together. Song ye, get in the car and ignore him. " Fang Ye pokes his head out of the other car to greet him.

Song Ye nodded, turned around and got on his car, so fast that Meng Ziheng had no chance to speak.

The latter looked at his empty co driver's seat, looked a little unhappy, stepped on the accelerator and sped out, and soon there was no figure.

"Ah, Ziheng, what do you do when you drive so fast? Wait for me." Gu Yitong ranked second, afraid of being left behind, he rushed to catch up with him.

Two girls were in the back of the car, amused by their hairy and impetuous character, and giggled after a long distance.

The sun is still good and the weather is fine. In this early autumn season, a small team of seven people came out to play for the first time, and the place was set at Sega building.

It has been half a year since Song ye came last time. There are still not many visitors in the daytime at the gate of Sega building.

"Second young master, you are here. Please go upstairs. Is it still the same today?" When the waiter saw Le Mingyu coming, he immediately welcomed him. Everyone knew that the boss hurt his younger brother. He was allowed to drink whenever he came.

Le Mingyu was holding a light on his face, raised his head and said, "the third floor, the shooting range."

"This..." The waiter's smiling face suddenly froze, and his face became embarrassed. "Second little, the boss on the third floor told me not to enter today. Look, or..."

"Why don't we let them in? We're just going to play. We're going to come here specially. All right. We don't take up any space. We don't talk nonsense." When Le Mingyu interrupted the waiter, he couldn't hold his face. Originally, he was thinking about cutting song Ye's face. If he couldn't even go to the building, he would be the one to lose face.So, no matter the waiter's obstruction, Le Mingyu took a tough attitude to get on the elevator.

Song Ye always stood aside and did not speak. Even if Le Mingyu was rude, he did not show his emotion.

Because today, she is going to open the door of Sega building by the strong wind of Le Ming Yu.

Ding, the elevator door opened on the third floor, and a group of seven people, led by Le Mingyu, strided into the field. Looking up their eyes, they immediately saw more than a dozen men in suits and suits in the shooting range. They held guns in their hands and heard the movement. They also looked at this side one after another. Their expressionless faces exuded a thick sense of evil spirit.

At one glance, Le Mingyu stopped his pace and frowned slightly.

"Er Shao, why are you here? The boss is on the top floor." The manager on one side strode over and blocked him in front of Le Mingyu. Although his attitude was respectful, he showed that he didn't want several people to pass.

"Are they my brother's guests?" Le Mingyu did not move and looked at those people without trace.

"Yes, there's a game here today, all the guests of the boss." The manager lowered his voice to explain.

"Why don't you look like a decent person? Don't let people cheat you. Keep an eye on it. Don't let them mess around here." Le Mingyu turned to the group in disgust.

I don't know whether it's Le Mingyu's voice is too loud or the other party's ear power is too good. As soon as the voice falls, one of the men in black over there turns the muzzle of his gun and points to this side.

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