"Will the heirs of other important families go?"
"Um."
"Then I want to go with you." This is a rare opportunity for the three protagonists to get together. For the sake of their long-lasting friendship, Zhao Zhao must go to "add fuel to the fire."
Thinking that Zhao Zhao might be bored, Yu Cixu had no reason to refuse and just treated it as a way to entertain him.
It was rare to hear such good news, and a smile appeared on Zhao Zhao's face again. He raised his eyes and was about to say something when he saw Ye Xi coming over and handing a document to Yu Cixu.
Yu Cixu took the important documents and stood up, ready to leave without stopping for a moment, "Zhao Zhao, I'll pick you up tomorrow."
Zhao Zhao was used to seeing his back, so he went back to his room with a sullen face to play games.
After thinking about it and remembering his own tasks, he opened the class group, found He Qinglin, and clicked to apply to add him as a friend.
After waiting for a while, I received news that my friend had passed the verification.
Zhao Zhao lay on the bed, typing rapidly, his eyes darting around. [Cool as hell: Deskmate, do you want to play games?]
[Boring: No.]
[So cool:...] What a cool and aloof top student, who has always rejected him. Zhao Zhao was not convinced and threw an angry cat emoticon at him.
[Bored: ...what game.]
This probably means he agreed, but he had to get angry.
[Cool as hell: Just agree, don't worry about anything else. I'll invite you later.]
Next, Zhao Zhao went to find Aiwen again. Almost as soon as he sent the words "Do you want to play games?", the other party replied to him instantly.
[All younger brothers: Come on! Log in!]
[Cool as hell: Don't worry, I'll invite you later.]
Then, it’s our President Song’s turn.
Zhao Zhao searched through the chat history, scrolling down without success. He could only find his chat box through the search. [Cool to the bone: Senior, do you want to play games?]
[An: Sorry, junior, I don't play games (smile).] Officially and politely, he rejected him without hesitation. Zhao Zhao was the thickest-skinned person, so he called again.
The other party answered almost immediately, and he smiled at him, so Zhao Zhao also smiled and said, "President Song, how about playing a game? It's just to relieve your boredom."
"Sorry, junior, I'm a little busy."
Zhao Zhao leaned against the speaker of his cell phone and indeed heard some noisy sounds from his end. Thinking that his father would be having a birthday party tomorrow, he probably didn't have much time.
He wasn't the kind of person who would be unreasonable or persistent. Seeing this, he said, "Okay, let's play together again next time?"
"Okay." Song Zhixu maintained a smile, answering the phone politely while looking at the chaos in front of him with cold eyes.
But Zhao Zhao didn't care whether he was perfunctory or not. Anyway, he agreed. She would come to see him next time.
So the game was short of two players, and Zhao Zhao called Xue Yanbei and Fang Sheng who were online to join.
The team room was packed with all five teenagers gathered. Zhao Zhao spoke on the microphone, "Hello friends~ Have you ever played this kind of game?"
With Zhao Zhao's voice, everyone in the room except He Qinglin began to respond frantically.
On the other side, at the He family mansion, He Qinglin was standing outside his laboratory, holding his cell phone, listening to the chattering sound on the phone and fell into deep thought.
This... Yu Zhaoyi didn't say there were so many people?
He found it troublesome and was about to quit when a clear and bright voice came from his cell phone again.
"Classmate, please turn on the microphone and communicate." Zhao Zhao said this popular Internet meme while holding back his laughter, clicked on his avatar and took a photo of him hard.
Of course He Qinglin didn't turn on the microphone. He frowned and typed a few symbols.
[boring:. . ]
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