Zhao Zhao was leaning sideways on the soft chair. Seeing Fang Sheng's panic, she found it a little funny. "Is President Song really that scary?"

My mind couldn't help but imagine a man with a fierce face who could beat eight Fang Shengs with one punch.

Fang Sheng said, "It's not that scary, the main thing is that I can't afford to offend him." He didn't want to be punished but didn't dare to escape punishment.

Xue Yanbei sneered, pushed Fang Sheng to sit down, and said nonchalantly, "You are the young master of the Fang family after all. It's too shameful to be so cowardly."

He jokingly raised his middle finger to Fang Sheng. Zhao Zhao thought it made sense. No matter what, he couldn't lose face. He silently raised his middle finger and said, "I was just worried about where to find him. This is the perfect opportunity."

It saves him the trouble of making a trip.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of anything that happens. Come on, continue playing cards."

Zhao Zhao curled her lips and threw the cards on the table without any hesitation. Xue Yanbei joined in without any hesitation. Fang Sheng relaxed his brows when he saw this. After all, they would be there to be punished.

What's more..., he looked at Zhao Zhao. With the young master of the Yu family here, even if they refused to accept the punishment, Song Zhixu would not dare to do anything to them.

"Hehehe, how about the loser of this round go and confess his feelings to He Qinglin?" Jiang Jiawei touched the cards in his hand, rolled his eyes, and said fearlessly.

Zhao Zhao paused after hearing this, thinking that he had heard something unbelievable. Wasn't this his deskmate who had skipped two days of classes?

"A man confesses his love to another man?" This was the first time Zhao Zhao had seen this in his entire life.

"That's right."

"That's exciting!" Xue Yanbei also went crazy and echoed. Only Fang Sheng had some concerns, "Why are you provoking him for no reason?" Don't you think one Song Zhixu is not enough?

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to lack confidence.

This person is not someone they can afford to offend. If he gets really angry, they will be in big trouble.

Xue Yanbei was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and asked directly, "Do you want to play?"

"Play……"

Fang Sheng joined in anyway, and the four of them started a new round of cards. After Zhao Zhao became familiar with the rules of the game, he played with ease. Fang Sheng was very cautious in these games, and Xue Yanbei was also an old hand at chess and cards, so Jiang Jiawei lost this game.

Zhao Zhao curled his lips in a good mood. He looked at Jiang Jiawei and said, "I'm really looking forward to He Qinglin's expression."

"Hahahaha, Jiawei, look, your good idea has paid off on you~" Fang Sheng was almost dying of laughter.

Jiang Jiawei accepted his fate and had no objection.

"Come on, the loser this time will pick up the first person you meet after you walk out of this door and spin him or her around twice in a princess carry." Zhao Zhao grinned and said with a hint of evil humor.

Xue Yanbei chuckled, "Zhao Yi, why are you the same as them?"

Cut~

Zhao Zhao raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and threw out a pair of king bombs in triumph, followed by another pair of bombs. The first round was won very easily.

However, when Zhao Zhao saw the cards in the second round, he broke out in a sweat. The other three won him effortlessly.

It was the third round of the life-or-death game. Zhao Zhao stared at the cards in his hand, which were getting worse and worse, and decisively threw his hands away, "I give up."

After saying that, he immediately stood up and opened the door of the box. Zhao Zhao put his hands in his pockets, ready to have a chance encounter in a cool way. However, he was caught off guard and saw a group of students in school uniforms when he opened the door.

The leading young man was half a head taller than Zhao Zhao. He had soft features and was extremely handsome. He had a natural and gentle temperament. At this moment, he raised his hand as if he was about to knock on the door.

Their eyes met and they were both stunned for a moment.

Zhao Zhao took a half step back, looked up, and thought, how can he lift this?

"I……"

"you……"

They both spoke at the same time, then were stunned. Zhao Zhao smiled politely and said, "You go first."

Song Zhixu nodded gently at him. At this moment, several people in the box heard the noise and hurried out.

Seeing this, Song Zhixu took the notebook from the student union member next to him, and his cold eyes swept behind Zhao Zhao one by one. He smiled and asked, "Are you students from Class 1, Grade 1?"

“…”No one paid any attention to him.

The air was a little heavy for a moment.