Although the hot search about Meng Zijin has been removed, almost all teachers and students of Ying University know the news, so much so that when they appeared at school in the afternoon, many people's eyes were focused on Meng Zijin.

Zheng Yuyu had guessed this would happen, so she didn't walk with Meng Zijin from the beginning. Meng Zijin lowered his eyes to glance at his phone, staring at the several messages sent by Zheng Yuyu, and sighed helplessly.

We agreed to share weal and woe.

That was all the pie in the sky that Zheng Yuyu had painted for her.

Meng Zijin walked to the classroom on time. Although he had prepared himself mentally before entering, he was still caught off guard by the exclamations of his classmates.

"Please welcome the distinguished future Mrs. Song! Applause!"

Then there was a burst of shouting and applause, and someone even shouted "Master's Wife".

Meng Zijin , "... "

"The teacher is here, please calm down a little." Xiao Dang clapped his hands very hard, but as the most intimidating person in the class, he had to stand up to maintain discipline.

"I don't know who was the most gossipy just now." A classmate laughed.

"He's just pretending!"

"What are you laughing at? Goddess Meng, come here and take your seat." Zheng Yuyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but couldn't help but listen to those fabricated gossips.

I've known Meng Zijin for four years, but this is the first time I've seen a man and gossip that Meng Zijin can't resist. It's new, really new.

So people really all like excitement.

People like Song Yunshen and Meng Zijin are stimulating.

"Zheng Yu Yu!" Meng Zijin just opened her mouth, how could she win the argument against the whole class? Moreover, although they were all jokes, who knew if anyone among them was really making fun of her.

"First-hand intelligence." Zheng Yuyu moved a seat inside and whispered, "I was the first one to enter the classroom to get information for you. The classmates did talk about you from the beginning, but don't worry, because I was there, no one dared to say anything bad about you."

Meng Zijin spread out the book and nodded in response , " Yes, yes, thanks to you, I was able to avoid being attacked by human flesh."

"You are the Rose Goddess. More than half of the thousands of people in the school are your fans. I wonder who dares to do that." Zheng Yuyu shook her head proudly and told Meng Zijin the news she had heard before the teacher came. "According to gossip, there are quite a few people who support you and Song Yunshen."

Meng Zijin couldn't help laughing, with a complicated expression , " Why ... ?"

No one spoke up for her?

Song Yunshen is eight years older than him.

This is definitely an old cow eating young grass.

"Why else? Because they are a perfect match. Song Yunshen is handsome, talented, and worth hundreds of millions. And you are known as the Rose Goddess, and you are extremely talented, and you are a perfect match. If you two really get together, people all over the country will probably send you congratulations." Zheng Yuyu talked incessantly, almost unable to suppress her bass.

She is not a social phobic at all, in fact, she is a real social genius.

However, Zheng Yuyu was right about one thing.

It's true that they are a perfect match.

Thinking of this, Meng Zijin suddenly frowned, turned his head and asked quietly , " No one is talking about my identity, right?"

Zheng Yuyu thought for a few seconds before answering , " I seem to have told you that your identity was exposed long before you were on the trending search. The whole internet knows that you are the Rose Goddess of Yingda Music Department, and your Weibo followers have increased a lot."

Meng Zijin sighed, looked around, and lowered her voice again , " I'm talking about the fact that I'm the eldest daughter of the Meng family."

After all, not everyone can participate in the Meng family calligraphy and painting exhibition. When she appears there, her identity will naturally be exposed by netizens.

"I haven't heard of that." Zheng Yuyu shook her head. "Everyone thinks that it was Song Yunshen who took you to the calligraphy and painting exhibition."

Hearing this, Meng Zijin breathed a sigh of relief , " That's good."

Xu Qiang often said that she was born to be a public figure.

That’s indeed true.

She has been the school belle since she was a child. She is beautiful, has good academic performance, and is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She has been worshipped as a god from kindergarten to university.

The key is that she has not yet been given the title of the eldest daughter of the Meng family. If people get to know this, there will probably be no peace.

But as she is about to graduate, she will face the challenge of performing on stage. She may quickly become famous, be sought after by thousands of people, and truly become a public figure.

Suddenly remembering what Xu Qiang had said before about studying abroad, Meng Zijin gradually fell into deep thought and was daydreaming for half the class.

"I won't eat in the cafeteria with you tonight. I have an appointment with Song Yunshen. If you are hungry, I can order some takeout and send it to your dormitory?" After finishing the afternoon class, Meng Zijin handed the book to Zheng Yuyu, smiling with her eyes curved.

Zheng Yuyu was serious for a moment, then immediately whined , " You are a typical example of someone who values love over friendship. You even said that you don't like Senior Brother Song. I think you are just attracted to him without even realizing it."

"I owe him a meal as compensation." Meng Zijin smiled gently for a rare time and raised his hand to pinch her cheek.

"After every meal, there will be a second meal. After the second meal, there will be a third meal. It keeps on going on and on. Just wait to be caught." Zheng Yuyu pretended to sigh.

Meng Zijin was too lazy to argue with her, so after they parted at the fork in the road, they walked straight towards the south gate of the school.

Song Yunshen was already waiting for her.

Many people came in and out of the door, and some of them were so sharp-eyed that they raised their mobile phones to record the video after recognizing her.

But Song Yunshen came out of the car and opened the passenger door for her.

It's over, I can't explain it clearly.

It has become a hot topic on the entire Internet, but the campus forum of Yingda University is probably going crazy.

"I was photographed." Meng Zijin fastened his seat belt, sat quietly, frowned, and smiled helplessly.

"Does it have a big impact on you?" Song Yunshen started the car.

"What do you mean?" Meng Zijin folded his hands and turned to ask him.

"About pursuing you." Song Yunshen suddenly became nervous.

"It's okay." Meng Zijin told the truth, "I don't hate you."

"Squeak--" He suddenly stepped on the emergency brake, and his hands holding the steering wheel trembled slightly.

Meng Zijin was frightened and looked at him with wide eyes , " Song Yunshen, I didn't invite you to dinner but I didn't think it would cost me my life."

"Sorry." After taking a deep breath, Song Yunshen adjusted himself, but did not restart the car immediately.

"You ... " He wanted to confirm again, but was stopped by Meng Zijin.

"Let's go to Gran Cottage. The food there is delicious. Zheng Yuyu and I go there often." She changed the subject, tangling her two fingers together, feeling conflicted and secretly guilty.

"Okay." Song Yunshen didn't ask any more questions.

At least, there's some progress.

Tonight's meal was a meal with her. Although Song Yunshen was eating seriously, he couldn't help but observe her little movements.

For example, don’t eat any chopped green onions.

For example, rice and vegetables must enter the mouth at the same time. You cannot eat vegetables alone, nor can you eat rice alone.

When it came time to pay the bill after dinner, Meng Zijin insisted on paying for it himself.

Song Yunshen agreed with a smile.

Of course I have to agree, otherwise there won’t be a next time.

Only those who act nicely can get sweet dates.

"Next time I'll treat you and take you to an old restaurant where I've been eating for ten years." Song Yunshen curled his lips and gently hooked her fingertips in his hand as they walked side by side.

"Okay." Meng Zijin agreed without thinking too much.

Song Yunshen had expected this, but he couldn't help laughing in his heart when he heard it.

So much so that the smile on his face never disappeared after he returned home.

Guo Jiamu has been living with Song Yunshen since that day after attending the Yingda Music Department exchange meeting. Every day he just watches him grinning.

There was nothing wrong a few days ago, but since I met Zheng Yuyu this morning, I have been anxious. I can't stand seeing others laugh, and I can't stand any noise.

But tonight, after Song Yunshen came out of the shower, he excitedly lifted the dusty piano cloth and sat down to play a wedding march.

He can play the piano, but not as well as a professional.

"Song Yunshen, you old peacock, do you want to spread your feathers outside?" Guo Jiamu came out of the room, picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it away.

Song Yunshen caught it with one hand, and pulled the corner of his lips with disdain to remind him , " This is my home."

Guo Jiamu had no choice but to suppress his anger.

"Why are you in such a good mood?" After taking a few deep breaths, Guo Jiamu lay down on the sofa and communicated with him with his eyes closed.

"Why are you in such a bad mood?" Song Yunshen was indeed in a good mood, otherwise he wouldn't be talking nonsense to him.

After a long while, Guo Jiamu replied listlessly , " I ran into Yu Yu, but I was scared because I was afraid she would avoid me, so I didn't dare to face her."

"Oh." Song Yunshen stood up, closed the piano cover, walked over to the sofa and sat for a while before saying, "I'm the opposite of you."

Guo Jiamu's squinting eyes opened half a slit.

Song Yunshen continued , " Meng Zijin invited me to dinner tonight."

Guo Jiamu , "... "

"She also promised to go to the old restaurant with me next time." Song Yunshen continued.

Guo Jiamu , " Get lost."

"Let me remind you that you have to rely on yourself for everything. You always rely on Meng Zijin to learn about the current Zheng Yuyu, which will not make any progress." Song Yunshen twisted his neck, put away his smile and became serious. "The current Zheng Yuyu is no longer the Zheng Yuyu of three years ago. How do you know that she really doesn't want to see you?"

Song Yunshen is much older than Guo Jiamu. The two met at a piano competition. That was also the year Song Yunshen fell in love with Meng Zijin.

He was the biggest investor of that event, and Guo Jiamu was the champion of the competition.

Maybe it was fate that he and Guo Jiamu became friends. Later, whenever Guo Jiamu had a competition, he would sponsor him.

There is only one condition, that is, come to Cong Ting to help him after you graduate from university.

Song Yunshen has always had high standards and he values talent. He thinks Guo Jiamu is good, so Guo Jiamu is good. Later, it was proved that Guo Jiamu was indeed good.

Since his senior year, he has been managing the branch in the UK in an orderly manner, and his management ability is no less than his.

Otherwise, how could he become the parachuted vice president of Congting headquarters.

It was precisely because they had known each other for many years that he understood clearly the stupid things Guo Jiamu had done.

Of course, Guo Jiamu also saw clearly that he liked Meng Zijin back then.

But they never expected that the girls they liked would become good friends.

What is even more unexpected is that Meng Zijin is still the eldest daughter of the Meng family.

"Your little fairy said that she doesn't want to see me and asked me not to act rashly." Guo Jiamu sighed helplessly. He used to laugh at Song Yunshen, an old man, for his unreliable unrequited love. Now, he began to regret his reckless confession.

I regretted it the night my confession failed.

Song Yunshen glanced at him and sneered , " Have a drink?"

Guo Jiamu stood up and said , " Okay, let's have a drink."

Who says men don’t have worries?

Everything is implied.