Compared with verbal promises and rainbow farts, and psychological acceptance, Qian Zhi definitely prefers the latter.

In any case, Qian Zhi, who didn't want to have too much trouble with Song Qishen, cleared her throat and responded tactfully, "Well, actually you don't need to juice often."

“Juicing is a hassle.”

"Very tired too."

"The squeezed juice usually has to be consumed on the same day."

"You have to extract so much at once."

"There's so much to drink."

Qian Zhi has laid so much groundwork, and the key points are finally revealed——

"So I'm going to drink that box of blueberry juice for now, and then when you have time..."

Before the girl finished speaking, she was neatly interrupted by Song Qishen.

"No, I have quite a lot of time now."

If there were boxing gloves at the scene, then Qian Zhihui would be the first to rush forward——

snatch, take down, put on.

After this series of preparations were completed, Song Qishen was given a fatal blow.

But I can only think about it, and it can only be limited to this.

Because of Qianzhi's nature, she cannot say anything too strong.

It's amazing to say the least.

Song Qishen could always find the switch of her emotional valve. The gate closed and opened. The changes in emotions he brought to her were more ups and downs than the previous ones.

During the days when Qian Zhi spent time with him, her expression gradually became lively and lively. As the situation changed day by day, she could also see some differences from the past.

What kind of introverted heart is hidden under the quiet lake can only be noticed by Qianzhi herself.

But it only slightly opened a seal on the door of my heart.

It's just that it's very different from before.

"You can drink what you bought back as soon as possible, and I will squeeze the rest for you." He continued to add.

If this topic continues and is rejected like this, it will be endless.

Qian Zhi held the juice cup in both hands, sat on the sofa, and looked up at him standing in front of her.

Song Qi's dark black hair is casually placed in front of her forehead, and her strong and loose figure is hidden in her home clothes, which makes her look particularly good-looking.

"What a strange man..." Qianzhi muttered to herself for a while, her voice as thin as a mosquito, and she reluctantly agreed.

In the evening, Chef Zhang was brought over to cook again. When the two of them had a good meal, it was already very late.

But because the two of them were making pies in the evening, they moved between the sofa and the master bedroom, and then fell asleep together.

By default, I stayed on the first floor and didn't go anywhere.

The platform living room on the first floor is much larger than the small living room on the second floor, and even the TV screen looks particularly comfortable.

Qianzhi didn't eat much for dinner, but she was inexplicably greedy while watching TV at this point, so she started to unpack the snacks she bought. When this wasn't enough, Qianzhi even ran to the kitchen locker to grab nuts to eat.

Song Qishen had just sat with her on the sofa, watched a few new episodes of Peppa Pig, and got to know a few new characters.

But I don't know if Song Qishen thought it was too naive. After he stayed there for a short time, he said he had something to deal with and went straight into the study.

In fact, Qian Zhi didn't know what Song Qishen was busy with every day.

Different from Qianlu Group, Song's business scope is very wide.

It specifically involves various circles and various industries.

From advertising endorsements and public relations in the entertainment industry, to the demolition of old houses and streets in the south and north of the city.

Qian Zhi's mind is spinning with her future career plans. In fact, her goal is quite clear. Comprehensive training of perfume design and fragrance mixing talents in the academy is the path she wants to develop in the future.

At this moment, the cell phone placed aside buzzed twice.

She didn't know if it was because Song Qishen's juicer had been used for a long time today, but the sound of the machine running was lingering in her mind endlessly.

When Qian Zhi heard a buzzing sound from her phone, her first reaction was to look up at the kitchen.

When she confirmed that the kitchen was completely dark and there was no one around, Qian Zhi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qian Zhi suddenly felt a little worried that she would be obsessed with similar sounds in the future.

Because tonight really gave her too many profound memories.

After confirming that the sound coming from her mobile phone was correct, she slowly picked it up.

The dormitory group is the same as before, often having convulsions and being as quiet as a chicken.

It is estimated that everyone has been busy these two days, so it is naturally as quiet as a chicken. The few messages are all links to Tang Jiujiu ordering takeout and automatically sharing red envelopes.

The person who actually sent the message notification was actually the class group.

[Lin Xun: Students who have entered the semi-finals of the National Design Competition, come to me to sign in. Your results will not be available in the college, only your personal homepage.]

[Lin Xun: Those who have signed up for the preliminary round will receive moral education points as long as they participate. If you pass the preliminary round, you will get extra points for the second classroom. I will report it privately. 】

[Tweet and love to eat sweets: Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Sahuahua.jpg]]

[Shuhehe: I miscalculated, I should have signed up! You will get points if you participate!!]

[Cardcaptor Sakura: I cry like a bird, I didn’t think of this at all, why didn’t anyone remind me! [Anger.jpg]]

Qianzhi looked at Pei Ying's note and suddenly remembered that if Lin Xun hadn't mentioned it by the way when he was looking for her, even if she had written down so many things together, she would have been thrown away one day if she couldn't keep them all.

It was in the back of my mind, and the next eighty percent were forgotten.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhi quickly sent a private message and poked Lin Xun's chat box.

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: Monitor, I passed the preliminary round and got a pass for the semi-finals, but you forgot to add it to me! 】

[Lin Xun: Well, including you and me, there are only three people in our class who have passed.]

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: Okay, I know, there is another one who is tweeting, right? 】

Tang Jiujiu was in the dormitory back then, and there were only two of them in the dormitory at that time, so Qian Zhi reminded her by the way.

Later, she also told Qian Zhi about her entry into the semi-finals.

[Lin Xun: Yes, she has also entered. The venue for the rematch has also been announced, and it is in City Z. The three of us will go there together. 】

[Qian Qian Loves Qianqian: There is no specific information on the official website of the competition. How did you know about it so quickly? 】

[Lin Xun: The hospital received the news in advance, which is faster than the official website. Let us inform you so that we can book high-speed rail tickets early.]

Yincheng and City Z are not too far apart, so there is no need to take a plane. It is a direct distance that can be reached by high-speed rail.

[Qian Qian Loves Qianqian: Okay~ After the specific time comes out, please remember to remind me and Jiujiu that we must be prepared. 】

【Lin Xun:Okay.】

After everything was explained, Qian Zhi had no intention of watching TV. The girl jumped up from the sofa and ran to the study room in small steps, preparing to inform Song Qishen.

This is actually considered a report.

Qian Zhi opened the door directly and saw Song Qishen sitting in front of the computer on the desk. She slightly raised her tone and called out, "Brother."

"I have to tell you something."

"I have a competition that has entered the semi-finals. Then I have to go to City Z with my classmates."

"However, the specific time has not been determined yet, but I think it will definitely be similar to the previous one, probably during weekends."

Obvious.

Qianzhi talks a lot more now than before.

Although his voice became softer and softer, Song Qishen still heard the whole thing clearly. He took off his headset and looked over with raised eyebrows.

Then he clicked the mouse lightly, and the screen image was not closed, but still showed the same appearance as before.

But the action of his hand was to turn down the volume of the radio equipment here neatly.

He turned his eyes back, nodded slightly, and made a gesture to indicate that the report of the person on the other end of the video would be paused for a while.

Seeing that the people opposite him were motionless, Song Qishen raised his eyes, looked at Qian Zhi, and spoke slowly.

"I understand, are you in City Z?"

"Yes." Qianzhi pressed her back against the wooden door of the study room and played a little game of moving her back up and down on the door.

"Do you want me to send you off?"

"No, I made an appointment with my classmates to book high-speed rail tickets together."

As Qian Zhi spoke, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly said in surprise, "Did I disturb you? I'll leave first..."

"It's okay, I'll be fine here soon."

"Would you like Assistant Xia to see you off?"
To be continued...