"Hello, I am Song Qiusang, the director of the dance club. I came to you to unify the colors of the team uniforms."
Jiang Sibei's face was covered with a hat and remained unmoved, as if it were a sculpture. Seeing him take a deep breath like this, Song Qiusang held back the energy and unhappy expression that burst out of his body. Yu Guangque could see Jiang Sibei tapping his index finger on the bench again and again.
Song Qiusang closed her eyes hard, gritted her teeth and said, "Classmate Jiang Sibei?" Uniform color? He seemed to have run out of patience.
Jiang Sibei remained motionless.
Have to. You are awesome.
Song Qiusang turned around and left.
"Goddess Song"
A lazy voice sounded, dragging, it was a very mean voice.
Jiang Sibei took the hat off his face and sat up: "What a temper." After saying that, he chuckled.
"Why don't we call her Goddess Song, and call her Song Dapai instead." Jiang Sibei continued.
Hearing this, Song Qiusang shook the hand hanging by his side and recited the Heart Sutra quickly in his mind.
Fuck your sister Song Dapai.
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"Don't cry, Sangsang"
Jiang Sibei raised his hand to wipe away Song Qiusang's tears.
"Don't cry. We will meet again. I'll wait for you."
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Intention: I wish you peace