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Days, things have changed silently, but the two protagonists are still unaware of it.
When Ji Hang was woken up from his bed by Doro early the next morning, he felt that he had not slept so peacefully for a long time. It was not until he felt refreshed and lifted the quilt that he realized something was wrong.
Looking at his wrinkled shirt with a lot of cat hair on it, Ji Hang was confused. When he turned his head, he saw the suit jacket piled next to his pillow.
The scene of his subordinates carrying him home, the scene of him turning over under the weight of a fur ball, the scene of taking off his clothes while sleepingall of them were mixed together and rushed into Ji Hang's brain.
He was sitting on the bed with the chicken coop on his head and was in a daze when he heard Doro suddenly say in his ear: "Big Pig Hoof, get up soon! You still have forty minutes to clean yourself up, otherwise you won't be able to catch the plane!"
After listening to the previous few sentences, Ji Hang was still a little overwhelmed, but Doro's last "plane" sound woke him up.
Ji Hang said "f*ck" at that time, and before his eyes could meet his eyes, he stood up and started to take off his clothes, but he heard Doro follow closely and said: "The Weibo you asked Doro to post regularly has been posted, but yesterday Guabao sent you a message tonight, but you didn¡¯t reply to him!¡±
"I told you that you didn't call me 'Good Baby'" Ji Hang woke up suddenly in the middle of his sentence. He bent down and almost tripped to the ground because of the pants tangled around his legs. It was like a bucket of cold water on his head, and he subconsciously looked at I was paralyzed on the bed with my cell phone, holding on to my last hope and tremblingly asking, "Then did you answer him?"
Speaking of this, Doro was also angry: "You didn't give me the permission to open it. I can't help you even if I want to help you!"
Ji Hang: ""
Yes, Doro has all the permissions except Ruan Yi.
Especially when he thought about the erotic Weibo he asked Doro to post last night, Ji Hang was so devastated that he said in plastic English: "Fake"
Ji Hang took off one leg of his trousers and picked up his phone. He sat back on the bed and clicked on the message prompt. He saw the photo sent by Ruan Yi and a question mark a few hours later.
Before Ji Hang could even take a second look at the black suit of his sweet baby, Doro's pitiful reminder sounded in his ears again: "Go check Weibo, Weibo is the hardest hit area."
God knows how much Ji Hang wanted to slap himself to death when he saw the top comment on his Weibo. The original intention of him asking Doro to post on Weibo was because he was afraid that he would forget about it because he was busy, so he didn¡¯t expect to use it for the crematorium. Added more bricks and mortar.
Without further ado, Ji Hang quickly got up and sent a voice message to Ruan Yi, but halfway through his apology, he saw the pickles next to his pillow again.
Well, there is no choice, the only set of formal clothes has also been ruined by him
When Ruan Yidekong heard Ji Hang's voice, he was already in school, sitting in the dressing room memorizing the speech he would write an hour later.
In the dialog box, apart from the nearly 60 seconds of voice clarifying the whole situation, there was also a stream of itinerary reports at the bottom-
"My dear, I was really wrong. Remember to reply to my message when you get up! I have already finished taking a shower."-
"I'm packed and ready to go out"-
"I'm at the airport"-
"Dang it, the plane is delayed by an hour"-
"I'm on the plane, I'll fly there quickly!"
Nine-thirty is the time when their graduation ceremony begins.
But Ruan Yi looked at the time and saw that it was almost nine o'clock now. There was no news from Ji Hang that he had gotten off the plane and had to rush to their school from the airport for at least half an hour. He would definitely be late.
"Senior, time is a bit tight, but have you memorized the manuscript?" A junior girl in a dress poked her head in from the door of the dressing room and asked.
Ruan Yi raised his head: "There is only one last part left."
"That's great, senior. Actually, it doesn't matter if you can't finish memorizing it and delete two paragraphs." This junior girl is the host of the graduation ceremony later.
Ruan Yi responded casually and raised his hand to send a message back to Ji Hang-
"The person who spoke at our graduation ceremony was temporarily in trouble this morning. I was called here. I can't pick you up at the school gate. When you arrive, come directly to our school's small theater."
The manuscript in his hand had about a thousand words in Chinese, and there was half a page in English at the end. He was called to him at great speed, and he listened and memorized it for half an hour using the voice broadcast on his mobile phone while driving. Now he sat down and memorized it quietly. A quarter of an hour, even though it only started at 9:30, we still had to rehearse the moves, so there was not much time left for him to memorize.
To be honest, Ruan Yi actually refused when he received a call from their professional teacher this morning.
Before, he might have just accepted it casually.At some time, let him reply with a message, just in case it¡¯s from the target.
Ruan Yi is like a black question mark. What kind of devilish process is this?
But listening to the bursts of laughter and "yes" below, Ruan Yi couldn't help but look at it.
The most amazing thing is that before watching, the school girl actually stuffed a small note into his hand with a calm look on her face, saying that someone just found it backstage and gave it to her, and asked her to hand it to her.
For a time, the audience was even more booing, and they all smelled of gossip.
Unable to do so, Ruan Yi could only open the note in front of them.
There is no signature, and there is no melon as everyone imagined, but Ruan Yi lowered his head and looked over, and his eyebrows curved-
"[luckey-green applies to join your graduation ceremony]"
Looking at the word "luckey-green" on the paper, Ruan Yifu reached into his heart and raised his eyes to look at the door of the small theater. This position that he had been paying attention to for the entire speech had not moved. He did not know when a new word quietly appeared. A slender figure.
Separated by most of the small theater, the two of them looked into each other's smiling eyes for just a moment.
The person he had just asked him to pick up was now leaning on the door frame leisurely with a large bouquet of white roses, and was still wearing his favorite beach shorts.
Ruan Yi saw the message this person sent to him-
"But what I want to ask is not the way to the small theater"-
"This is the way to your heart, Guobao"
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