Chapter 62: School grass hero, a little bit 61

"Hey, I don't think this student Su Yan looks like the kind of person who steps on two boats."
Cheng Xingyang sipped him
"Did you forget that Jiang brother was admitted to the hospital with alcohol poisoning last night?"
The man sighed when he thought of the decadence and madness that Jiang had never seen before.
"Isn't that just in case, what if there is a misunderstanding?
Have you seen Brother Jiang feel so painful to any woman?
Besides, I always think that Jiang's vision is not so bad, right? "
The person casually said something and asked Cheng Xingyang to frown.
Watching Su Yan's back disappear completely at the corner of the stairs.
Cheng Xingyang strode forward suddenly, towards the direction of the teaching building.
That person was taken aback
"Hey, where are you going?! Didn't you say to see Brother Jiang?"
Another friend said
"I guess I went to find student Su Yan, right?"
"What I just said, did he listen to it?"
"should."
Entrance of Class 2 and 3
Su Yan just shouted a report and prepared to walk in.
As a result, Cheng Xingyang's voice came from behind.
"Su Yan!"
Call her to stop and look back.
At this time, the teacher and a group of classmates all looked over.
Cheng Xingyang took a notebook and a pen from the desk of the person next to him.
Write a string of numbers on the paper, tear it off and put it directly into Su Yan's arms.
There is no laughter in the eyes of the forming, but with a look
"His cell phone number."
Su Yan glanced down at the note in his hand, and then a small smile appeared on his face.
Fufeng blew, blowing the hair on her shoulders.
The voice is still soft
"Thank you"
Cheng Xingyang nodded, said nothing, and walked back the same way.
When Su Yan turned his head, everyone was looking at her.
Or we are all curious, whose number is the note in her hand?
The teacher knocked on the desk,
"Okay, let's continue to talk about the topic."
Su Yan returned to her seat and sat down, looking at the note in her hand, a bunch of messy numbers.
She held it gently.
By the end of get out of class, before a group of classmates gathered to ask questions, she had already walked out with her phone.
Follow the number on the note to dial out.
The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it.
After waiting for a while, she called a second one.
The second phone beep also rang for a long time.
She clutched the note and looked down for a moment.
Just when the phone was about to be put down, the phone was finally picked up.
A hoarse voice mixed with impatience
"Who?"
Su Yan stood in the corner of the corridor, her voice soft
"Jiang Ran, it's me."
After she spoke, there was no movement on the phone for a long time.
Su Yan thought the other party hadn't heard her.
Then obediently add a sentence
"I am Su Yan."
After a long time, the voice on the other side was hoarse
"Something?"
"Your umbrella is still with me, how can I return it to you?"
Can't hear the emotions
"No need to pay it back, throw it away if you don't want it."
Su Yan hesitated to speak but stopped.
"I, O, good."
In the end, he obediently agreed.
She wanted to ask if she said anything hurtful yesterday.
But listening to his tone, it seemed that he didn't want to talk to himself.
The two fell silent.
Su Yan held the phone and said
"I have nothing else."
There was a gentle sound from the opposite side
"Yep"
Su Yan held the phone and hung up.
Then I stared at my cell phone for a long time, then put it away and walked into the class.