President Ba is playing Cinderella again today

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Although she didn't understand, she read it with such interest that she forgot to check the time.

She didn't turn her head until the door of the classroom of the social practice department was opened and she heard the noise.

The members of the social practice department came out of the classroom one after another, and in order to prevent the elevator from being crowded, they spread out and went down the stairs from both sides.

Many people noticed Xiao Yao, she looked like a junior school girl.

The three seniors who had a good relationship walked towards Xiao Yao, and said kindly: "You are so good, junior~ Who are you waiting for, junior?"

This senior is very close, but Xiao Yao can no longer retreat, and if she retreats further, she will stick to the glass wall.

Xiao Yao blinked and said, "Song—"

Before she finished speaking, the senior sister had already taken up the conversation, "Go to President Song, we'll call for you."

Another senior sister walked to the door, half hugging the door frame, and shouted to the inside: "President, someone is waiting for you outside."

Soon, Song Zhishui came out of the classroom. After seeing Xiao Yao, there was a look of surprise in her eyes, as if she had rubbed stars in her eyes.

Song Zhishui walked to Xiao Yao's side, pulled up the side of her backpack that had slipped off, and stroked her head with her hand, the same gentleness as usual.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry, I didn't expect it to take so long."

Xiao Yao shook her head, "It's okay." She paused, then whispered, "Because I'm waiting for you, so it's okay."

Reluctantly, the enthusiastic senior sister standing next to her heard it, and she covered her face and said, "Did I hear something I shouldn't have heard?"

Song Zhishui gave her a sideways look, "Yes, go back soon, do you want to stay and write a report?"

The senior pulled the two companions away, "They didn't mean that, so pay homage to the president."

Song Zhishui walked in front and said to Xiao Yao: "Come on, you haven't been here yet, I'll take you in and have a look."

Xiao Yao walked in, her lips parted slightly.

She was amazed by the photos on the four walls, which almost covered the white walls.

"Are these all taken when you participated in social practice activities?"

Song Zhishui walked to the place where she was sitting, sorting out the manuscripts used in the previous meeting.

"Some of them are ours. These were taken when the social practice department participated in the activities. It has been ten years. Before I ran for the student council president, I was the head of the social practice department. In this classroom, there are quite a lot of group photos of me .”

Xiao Yao walked to Song Zhishui's side and caught a glimpse of Song Zhishui's unfinished report. Song Zhishui stretched out her hands, intending to stuff the report into her bag.

"When you finish writing, let's go to dinner."

Sailor Song Zhi didn't pause, "I can go back and write again, don't worry, the teacher will ask for it tomorrow."

Xiao Yao pointed to the photos on the wall, "I'm not hungry now, and I want to see these photos, I don't know if there is a chance to come again."

Chapter 20

Song Zhishui took out a box of carrot-shaped biscuits and a box of cut fruits from the wooden box on the bookshelf.

After opening it, put it on the table between the two, and then sat back on the chair, ready to write a report.

Xiao Yao left the fruit box behind, took a small biscuit, walked over to look at the group photo on the wall while eating.

She is not interested in anyone else, what she looks like can be forgotten at a glance.

If there is a group photo of Song Zhishui, she will take a second look.

Song Zhishui in every photo is almost in the same movement, and has exactly the same signature smile.

Unless it was captured and secretly photographed, there will be other expressions.

Xiao Yao saw that Song Zhishui was seriously writing the report, writing like a god, as if she had a database in her mind.

She secretly took out her mobile phone and took a photo of the secretly photographed Song Zhishui posted on the wall. On it, Song Zhishui was looking at the road signs while talking to the people next to her. She was wearing a peaked cap and her long hair was completely covered in it. .

The slender eyelashes are exceptionally clear and beautiful.

This was the first time she had seen Song Zhishui like this.

After Xiao Yao finished taking pictures, she turned her phone to Song Zhishui and took a picture of Song Zhishui's back.

The sister who writes the report seriously is really attractive.

Xiao Yao put the phone away with a smile and continued to look at the photos.

The pancake was half eaten, and her eyes were tired from looking at the photos. She moved a chair and sat next to Song Zhishui, with one hand on the table and the other on her face, watching Song Zhishui write.

She tried her best not to block Song Zhishui's light, and not to make any movement that would affect Song Zhishui, Song Zhishui still raised her face to look at her.

"Thirsty, the water dispenser is in the next office."

Xiao Yao shook her head, "There are fruits to eat, I'm not thirsty yet."

Song Zhishui opened the lid, and there were grapefruit, strawberries, and two fruit forks inside, "You can eat, I'm almost done writing, and I'll have lunch in a while."

Xiao Yao forked a piece of grapefruit, it was a bit sour, but the strawberry was very sweet, with a faint creamy aroma.

Xiao Yao used another fruit fork to fork half a strawberry, and brought it to Song Zhishui's lips.

Song Zhishui opened her mouth to eat it, and Xiao Yao went to fork the carrot cake to dry, wanting to give it to Song Zhishui.Reluctantly, the pancake was too dry, and she smashed it into pieces.

The fruit fork was stained with crumbs of biscuits and looked dirty, so Xiao Yao wrapped it in tissue paper and threw it into the trash can.

She ate two pieces of grapefruit with her fork, and then forked strawberries for Song Zhishui.

The fruit fork was pinched too far in, and her fingertips accidentally touched the corner of Song Zhishui's lips. Xiao Yao's eyelashes trembled, and she met Song Zhishui's gentle eyes.