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Chapter 13

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    Why was he stunned for a moment: "Oh."

    "'Oh'?" Song Juhan held the phone tightly: "Have you contacted me?"

    "Um."

    "when?"

    ¡°Some time ago.¡±

    "Meet?"

    "Yeah." He He looked at Song Juhan's uncertain face and sighed in his heart. It seemed that his birthday was over.

    The phone was still ringing incessantly. Song Juhan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he connected the phone with a slip of his finger.

    Before He Yi could stop him, Song Juhan had already turned on the speakerphone, and Feng Zheng's smiling voice came: "Why Yi, happy birthday!"

    Song Juhan was currently sitting astride He Yi. He narrowed his eyes and looked down at He Yi.

    He He was about to reach for his phone, but Song Juhan didn't give him a chance and spoke with a strong sense of ridicule: "Mr. Feng, are you looking for He?"

    There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and Feng Zheng's voice deepened two steps: "Oh, Big Star Song, you are together."

    Song Juhan chuckled: "Of course, I won't accompany him on his birthday, how can I let someone else do it?"

    "The harem of Song Dynasty star is too big. I'm worried that you won't be able to accompany me."

    "Whether I can accompany you or not, what does Mr. Feng care about?" Song Juhan's hand holding the phone tightened, as if he was holding Feng Zheng's neck.

    Why do you say with your mouth: Juhan, give me your phone!  He desperately wanted to grab the phone, but Song Juhan simply pressed his chest with his palm and pressed him obediently on the sofa. He was disheveled. Just a moment ago, he looked attractive, but now he looked different.  Some are abominable.

    Song Juhan¡¯s hand was so strong that he immediately felt that his internal organs were being compressed. He even had trouble breathing, let alone sitting up.

    Feng Zheng took a breath and said as calmly as possible: "Give He He the phone and I'll have a word with him."

    A trace of ferocity flashed across Song Juhan's face: "I'm sorry, but He Yi's mouth is a bit busy and I can't speak now."

    Why He stared wide-eyed and shouted angrily almost in unison with Feng Zheng: "Song Juhan!"

    Song Juhan immediately cut off the phone and threw it out viciously.

    Why He¡¯s chest was heaving hard and his face was red from holding back.  When he was with Song Juhan, he tolerated it and never complained. After all, he was the one who wanted to like her, but no matter how calm he was, as a man, he was most afraid of losing face to outsiders.

    Song Juhan stared at him coldly: "You met, but you didn't tell me."

    Why took a deep breath: "I see so many people every day, do I have to tell you about each one of them?"

    "Is Feng Zheng like the others?" Song Juhan snorted, "We haven't seen each other for so many years, but he still remembers your birthday, which is quite attentive. When did you meet, how many times did you meet, and what did you do?"

    Why He gritted his teeth and said, "We didn't go to bed."

    Song Juhan was startled.

    He Yi's emotions had calmed down. He stared into Song Juhan's eyes and said clearly word by word: "We didn't go to bed, and I didn't mess around with anyone. I also get physical examinations every year, so you don't have to worry.  Alright."

    Song Juhan's hand dropped to his side, and he gradually tightened it. He He was so blocked that he couldn't finish a word. Yes, that's what he wanted from He He. This was what he said himself He said angrily  Said: "As long as you have this awareness."

    "Yes." He Yi's expression was calm and showed no emotion: "After all, this is my only advantage."

    Song Juhan stood up, kicked open the gift bag next to the sofa, grabbed his coat and left.

    "Ju Han." He Yi lowered his head and stopped him.

    Song Juhan turned to look at him with cold eyes.

    "You said you wanted to give me a birthday present, anything you want, does it count?"

    Song Juhan said nothing.

    Why raised his head? His pupils were as dark as a pool of stagnant water: "I said I want you to stay with me today."

    Song Juhan smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "My appearance fee is 80,000 per minute. You can't afford to spend these two hours with you in your lifetime. If you are really empty, find a stick."

    Why did he clenched his fists and his facial features were extremely stiff.

    Song Juhan turned around and walked away.

    The moment the door was slammed hard, He He suddenly jumped up from the sofa, kicked the heavy coffee table to the ground, and kicked it several times as if he didn't understand his hatred. The instep of his feet hurt, and he didn't even notice it.  .  He gasped for breath, his chest heaved violently,?It was done, so the moment Song Juhan stood up, there was silence.

    Song Juhan tilted his head slightly: "Youwe have met before, right?"

    He Heqiang nodded calmly: "I was promoted from the Affiliated High School, and we did a campus environmental protection performance together."

    "Oh, I remembered it." Song Juhan smiled brightly, "What a coincidence, we have to cooperate again in this event."

    Why couldn't help but laugh, there was a voice in his heart shouting: Song Juhan remembers, Song Juhan remembers!

    Song Juhan's next words poured another bucket of cold water on him: "I'm sorry, my memory is not very good. What's your name?"

    "Why, why why why."

    Song Juhan smiled: "Why did you choose this name? Did you like One Hundred Thousand Whys when you were a child?" That smile was so cute.

    Why does his face feel hot? The feeling of being noticed by someone who is out of reach is both exciting and frightening. He was only 22 years old at the time. It was not easy for him to stay calm. After all, there are few people like Song Juhan.  I am used to seeing countless big scenes and big figures, and I have long been unfazed by the honor.  He also became a little stuttering: "Well, my father is a teacher. He said that the most important thing in life is to persevere in the pursuit of knowledge."

    "Well, that's a good name. Let's sit down and chat." Song Juhan winked at his assistant.

    The assistant quickly moved a stool aside. He didn't expect that Song Juhan would be so easy to talk to, so he sat down in a daze.

    "Show me the process." Song Juhan turned his body and stared at the manuscript that He He was holding.

    A faint scent of perfume entered He Yi's breath. Song Juhan was very close to him, with his shoulder touching his. His long and curly eyelashes were like two fans, fanning right under his nose, making his heart itch unbearably.  .

    Why He pinched himself fiercely, for fear of losing his composure, he spread out the manuscript and turned to Song Juhan's part: "I have checked this introduction with your agent in the email, there should be no problem."

    "Yes, no problem." The agent said while directing the photographer who appeared out of nowhere to set up the equipment.

    "Oh, I understand." Song Juhan nodded, looked up at He Yi with a smile in his eyes, "You are delivering a speech on behalf of me, is it because your grades are particularly good?"

    Why did I feel that my heart skipped a few beats, and I nodded nervously.

    "Our school is one of the most difficult schools in the country to take the entrance examination. Could it be that you were the top scorer in the college entrance examination back then?"

    "I was recommended by the affiliated high school." Although he did not get the top score in Beijing, his college entrance examination score was ranked among the top ten in the city. Because he had been recommended, he didn't prepare much for the college entrance examination. During that time, he went to practice.  If you prepare carefully, you don¡¯t know what your results will be.  However, the reason why he was able to deliver the speech was not because he had the best grades, but because the best students had all gone abroad for exchange. He gave up his qualification as an exchange student because he could not break through the social barrier of speaking English to foreigners.  Even though his GRE score is extremely high.

    "You're a top student." Song Juhan teased with a smile.

    The sound of a shutter suddenly came from behind. I don¡¯t know why. My back suddenly straightened, and I didn¡¯t even dare to look back.

    Song Juhan looked at him like a frightened bird, couldn't help but smile, held his shoulders and comforted him: "It's just a routine photo shoot. If you don't like it, you can hide your face."

    "Ah, no, it's okay." Song Juhan's hand on his shoulder was so hot. In high school, Song Juhan also put his arm around his shoulder like this and gave a speech of thanks on the podium. Four years later, he still remembered Song Juhan's palm.  temperature.

    The agent came up and fiddled with his manuscript: "Classmate, raise your arms a little higher, Ju Han, and act like you are having a serious discussion with him."

    So He He held the manuscript stiffly, and Song Juhan leaned his head over and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, we'll finish filming soon." That voice was really unique, young and lazy, and he scratched his head every time.  It touches the eardrum, makes the heart beat faster and the blood boils.

    After finally taking the photos, I was completely relieved.

    "Hey, the host is here, Feng Zheng, why are you late at this time?" the female minister complained.

    "I'm sorry, senior sister." Feng Zheng strode in.  Compared with Song Juhan, who has mature European and American blood, as a 19-year-old Oriental boy, Feng Zheng's bones grew too fast, which made his body thin. Coupled with his fair and handsome face, he gave people a delicate and fresh look.  Vigorous.

    Why He said: "Feng Zheng, it's time for you to check the process"

    "Oh" Feng Zheng's eyes crossed over to He Yi, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Ju Han, you're here."

    "Feng Zheng." Song Juhan waved his hand and greeted him with a smile.

    Why are you surprised that the two of you know each other?  How come he had never heard Feng Zheng mention it before, but it was not surprising. He had been paying attention to Song Juhan and never mentioned it to anyone.

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    Why are you surprised that the two of you know each other?  How come he had never heard Feng Zheng mention it before, but it was not surprising. He had been paying attention to Song Juhan and never mentioned it to anyone.

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