Chapter 380: Le's guest

The ridiculed Mencius Hengzi became popular, and also felt that he had made a lot of trivia just now, not to mention that it is not ancient and there are not so many red tapes, that is, they are all boys, and it is common to take a shirtless bathing together.
My own response, on the contrary, is that there are 320 silverless people here.
Touching his nose awkwardly, Yu Guang swept over Song Ye ’s hand holding the pen, and Mencius suddenly asked,
Have you studied calligraphy?
He studied the four treasures of the study room since he was a child. The posture can be seen.
"Well, it will be a little." Song Ye nodded, and he has been involved in all walks of life in the past, especially in handwriting, but it is too utilitarian and unmatched by everyone like Mencius.
Mencius Heng felt that she was modest. "Before you introduced yourself in the class, I have read your blackboard. It is very artistic. If possible, I would like to ask you to write a few words for this picture. This It's something we have done together. "
As soon as Song Ye saw him mentioning these words, his eyes glowed, and he felt unconscious, turning around and using another ink-soaked writing brush, he wrote five words in the upper left corner, ‘Hundred Birds and Phoenix Pictures’.
The typeface is clear, but the end of the pen is full of madness. Just like Song Ye, his appearance is as cold as the moon, but his heart is crazy.
"Good word, this picture of the birds and phoenixes is perfect with your touch." Meng Ziheng admired with satisfaction again and again. I didn't expect my roommates to have such skills and talents. He was previously clumsy and almost missed. A like-minded friend.
Thinking about this, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the other side. The teenager's face was rare and beautiful, his side face was also impeccable, his skin was delicate and fair, his nose was straight, the corner of his mouth was smiling with a light cloud, and Those deep, bottomless cold eyes.
Everyone else said that he looks good, he is a cute boy, but looking at the teenagers in front of him, Mencius Heng wanted to tell those people, this is called the world's unique style.
I have to say that Song Ye's hand-painted Danqing idea and calligraphy made Mencius's favorability rise in a straight line, approaching the table.
The next few nights, every time he painted or practiced calligraphy, he would look for Song Ye to appreciate it, which really consumed Song Ye's many artistic cells.
There is a roommate who is enthusiastic about art, and it is exhausting to think about it.
The first week of the school rushed past, and Song Ye didn't receive a call from Qin Zhan again. He wanted to come to him this time, and he would not give up easily.
His elder brother looked at the sense of justice detached, but in fact, some methods were much more sinister than her belly. Claire and the Han family were afraid they couldn't get cheap this time.
Originally, she was still thinking about committing crimes. After the Han family was unlucky, she picked up and found out, but she never thought about the moth that the big Miss Han caused.
In the first weekend of Shi Yigao's vacation, Song Ye did not go to the company to handle things, nor did he come out with Wang Tiechuan to celebrate further education.
Early in the morning, Meng Ziheng called and asked Song Ye's home address, and he automatically came over to pick up the person before the latter refused.
Downstairs, Song Ye, the last one who came out, looked at the four sports cars silently. The sons of Shishi seemed to have a special love for sports cars.
"What is it? It's like a woman. You have to go out and get in trouble. It's troublesome." Le Mingyu smelled a face, the boss didn't want to look, but he looked curiously when Song Ye lived. Locally, it was found to be of a medium level, and then he turned his back on his lips. Suspicion about Song Ye's attachment was still hard to dispel.
"Okay, you can't say a few more words, it's rare for everyone to come out and play together. Song Ye, get in the car, ignore him." Fang Yan leaned out of the other car and greeted him.
Song Ye nodded, turned around and got into his car, so fast that there was no chance for Mencius to speak.
The latter looked at his empty front passenger seat, his face was a little displeased, and he stepped on the accelerator to gallop out, and in a short while no one would be seen.
"Well, Ziheng, what do you do so fast, wait for me." Gu Yitong ranked second, afraid of being dropped, and hurried to catch up.
The two girls were in the back seat of the car, amused by their frizzy character, still giggling after a long distance.
The sun is still good and the weather is fine. In this early autumn season, the seven-member squad came together for the first time to play at the Sega Building.
It's been a little over half a year since Song Ye came over. There was a lot of people coming and going at the entrance of the Sega Building.
"Master Two, you are here, please, upstairs, is it still the same today?" The waiter saw Le Mingyu coming over and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face. Everyone knows that the boss hurts his younger brother, and every time he comes, let him shout. Drink.
Le Mingyu was held with light on his face and raised his head a little proudly: "The third floor, the shooting range."
"This ..." The waiter's original smiley face suddenly froze, and her complexion became difficult. "Second, today the boss on the third floor ordered not to let in, you see, or ..."
"Why not let in, we just go up here for fun, and come here specifically, it's okay, at most it doesn't take up space, and less nonsense." When Le Mingyu interrupted the waiter, he couldn't hang on the face, originally He was intent on cutting Song Ye's face today. If he couldn't even go upstairs, it would be him.
So, regardless of the waiter's obstruction, Le Mingyu took a tough attitude and took himself to the elevator.
Song Ye always stood aside and said nothing, even if Le Mingyu was rude and did not show his emotions.
Because today, she is going to open the door of the Sega Building by the strong wind of Le Mingyu.
With a bang, the elevator door opened on the third floor. A group of seven people strode into the field with Le Mingyu as the head, and glanced up. They immediately saw a dozen men in suits and leather shoes in the shooting range. Hearing the movement, they also came to look at this side, the expressionless face exuded a thick evil spirit.
With only one glance, Le Mingyu paused, his frown slightly.
"Second younger, why are you here, the boss is on the top floor." The manager on the side strode over and suddenly stood in front of Le Mingyu. Although respectful, he showed that he did not want a few people to pass by.
"They are my brother's guests?" Le Mingyu didn't move, looking at those people without any trace.
"Yes, there are matches here today, all of the boss's guests." The manager explained in a low voice.
"How does it look like a serious person, brother can't be fooled, you stare, don't let them mess around here." Le Mingyu left the group with disgust.
I don't know if Le Mingyu's voice is too loud, or the other person's ear strength is too good. As soon as the voice fell down, he saw one of the men on the other side turned his muzzle and pointed towards this side.