Chapter 131: The Evil Couple
After hearing what his sister said, Lu Yanzhi searched his memory.
Song Jiafeng's face did not appear in my mind, but instead, images of a poor little guy who was not very smart but very hardworking appeared like a tide.
When he was in college, Lu Yanzhi lived in the same dormitory with Song Jiafeng, the young master of the Song family in Jiangcheng.
Song Jiafeng is very outgoing and friendly. Even if he gets rejected by someone he likes, he is happy with it and never complains.
As for those he dislikes, even if the other party puts a Ganoderma lucidum elixir in front of him, promising immortality after taking one bite, he can just wave his hand with a smile and throw the elixir into the trash can.
The term "smiling tiger" refers to people like him.
Lu Yanzhi and Song Jiafeng are both from wealthy circles, in the same major, and are roommates, so they often go out together. Many people think they are good brothers.
Even Song Jiafeng thinks so.
But it is not.
At that time, a junior girl in the school's dubbing club liked Song Jiafeng's voice very much and thought his voice was very suitable for a radio drama role they were dubbing, so she took the initiative to invite him to join the dubbing club.
Everyone thought Song Jiafeng would refuse, including the junior schoolmate.
But he agreed.
Everyone else in the dormitory was stunned and joked whether Song Jiafeng had taken a fancy to the girl. However, Song Jiafeng smiled lazily and said, "Her clothes are very nice, aren't they?"
Lu Yanzhi knew it was because there was a lamb on the clothes that the school girl was wearing.
Song Jiafeng has a quirk: he likes sheep very much, almost to the point of being pathological.
He even likes words that have the same pronunciation as the other.
The schoolgirl accidentally hits Song Jiafeng's favorite.
Song Jiafeng bought a set of equipment and recorded the boring radio dramas in his dormitory every day.
"Call me brother and I'll give you my life."
"Woman, you are playing with fire."
“…”
The third roommate in the dormitory even complained, "Do girls like this kind of style nowadays?"
Later it turned out that girls really didn't like this tone.
The radio drama didn't make much of a splash until a schoolmate posted a photo of the club members who participated in the radio drama on Weibo, and the post went viral with comments and likes.
Song Jiafeng's face has become popular.
At the same time, radio dramas became popular.
The junior schoolmate also organized a lucky draw, and the winner could get Song Jiafeng's signature.
Unfortunately, on the eve of graduation, Song Jiafeng went skiing in Switzerland and broke his hand.
He asked his roommates to sign for him remotely and sent them his Weibo account and password, asking them to chat with the lucky person about their wishes and write down their signature.
Roommate A: "Forget about my dog-paddling."
Roommate B: "Brother Yan, Brother Yan's handwriting is beautiful."
Lu Yanzhi refused with a cold face.
But my roommate is really funny.
"Brother Lu, please sign it. If you sign it, I will give you both my lives!"
"..." Lu Yanzhi's heart skipped a beat and he took the pen.
The signature format is similar to a letter. Before writing words of blessing and encouragement to fans, you should write the other person's name at the beginning.
So, Lu Yanzhi used Song Jiafeng's account to ask: [What's your name?]
The other person: [Just...just write lamb.]
lamb.
When Lu Yanzhi saw these two words, his eyes moved.
It was both a coincidence and an unfortunate coincidence that if the person chatting was Song Jiafeng himself, given his personality, he might have flown overnight to sign after seeing the name.
The lamb's wish is also very simple.
[My grades are not good. Although I study very hard, I am too stupid and tired every day... Can you wish me to become smarter?]
It turned out to be a kid who had just entered his third year of high school.
Lu Yanzhi looked at her profile picture, which was a sea of stars, and a sentence in Latin came to his mind.
He picked up his pen and wrote a line on the letter paper.
Per aspera ad astra.
The Chinese translation is: After this arduous journey, we will eventually reach the stars.
“Squeak—”
As the butler opened the bronze door, Lu Yanzhi's memories returned.
Inside the main house, the air is subtle.
From a distance, one could see Qin Yiyang's head exposed, his face full of resentment, and one could hear the resentful voice even through the crowd.
[The person I like is right in front of me, but he is Shen Yan's uncle? Do I have to help Shen Yan deal with me in the future? ]
[No wonder I asked him to sign, but he drew a pig for me. It was full of sarcasm. He must be trying to vent his anger on Shen Yan’s behalf…]
Lu Yanzhi paused.
Someone you like?
Only then did he raise his eyes and look at the other people in the room, including the man standing opposite Qin Yiyang.
The young master of the Song family in Jiangcheng, Song Jiafeng.
Song Jiafeng turned around, smiling, "Lu Yanzhi? What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Lu Yanzhi walked over and saw the pig head on the notebook. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It looks quite similar."
Qin Yiyang: ???
"Good taste." Song Jiafeng smiled, "I also think my painting is like the real thing."
Shen Yan also said, "Yes, my uncle's paintings are very magical."
Qin Yiyang: "..."
Whether she looks like a pig or not is not the point. It’s just that she didn’t expect that her idol’s reputation would collapse one step at a time, and she would be stabbed in the back by Yan Zi the next step.
Tired, destroy it.
The next second, Lu Yanzhi handed the notebook to Song Jiafeng and said in a calm voice, "I'll give it back to you."
Song Jiafeng shook his head, "This is not mine."
"Really?" Lu Yanzhi raised his eyes slightly, pointed at the pig head on the book, and said in a cold voice with a hint of doubt, "Isn't this your self-portrait?"
Song Jiafeng: "Self-portrait?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yiyang's inner villain started spinning in circles.
【Puff! 】
[It turns out that the swallow is helping me! Hehe, it is worthy of being the canary in my home~]
She grinned, "I didn't expect that Teacher Changfeng has a nice voice and is also good at drawing. This pig head is so cute and lifelike, and it looks a lot like you!"
Song Jiafeng gritted his teeth and said, "...How is it similar?"
"Shen Yan also said it looked like that just now." Qin Yiyang smiled, "Right, Shen Yan?"
Shen Yan: “…”
"By the way, Mr. Changfeng, I have saved your cut in my phone. Thank you for your voice that accompanied me throughout my senior year of high school."
As he spoke, Qin Yiyang raised his phone and played a piece of audio.
——"Woman, you are playing with fire."
——"You say no with your mouth, but your body is honest."
——"You annoying little devil! Didn't I feed you enough yesterday?"
——"Ask me and I will give it to you."
“…”
In an instant, Song Jiafeng touched the ground with his toes.
How is this different from public execution?
But he still kept a smile on his face.
He stretched out his hand to grab Qin Yiyang's phone, but Qin Yiyang hid behind Lu Yanzhi, leaving only his eyes exposed.
Many people were also attracted by the sound from the entrance, but fortunately they could not understand Mandarin.
But Qin Yiyang slid the progress bar and almost reached the second half.
The sounds of "hmmmm" and "ahhh" were heard, along with the men's muffled groans and heavy gasps. Even though they couldn't speak the same language, everyone understood what this was.
Qin Yiyang even made a clapping gesture towards Song Jiafeng.
In an instant, people of different skin colors all turned their eyes to Song Jiafeng.
Thousands of words can be summed up in one sentence:
This kid is really good at playing!