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The Beachcombing Girl and the Cool Campus Heartthrob (Part 15)

Perhaps it's true that bad luck can come when a person is in a bad mood, but Song Ning had been fishing for half an hour without any success. The fish would eat the bait and run away each time, and he hadn't caught a single fish.

Song Ning was also feeling a bit frustrated. If things continued like this, she probably wouldn't catch any fish today, and the video she wanted to shoot would likely be out of the question.

He was feeling uneasy when his phone rang.

Upon closer inspection, Song Ning's expression, which had been full of ice just moments before, had become only slightly icy.

Lance replied to him. He remembered Lance's comment about not having friends to share things with when he finished shopping and shared a boat with this group of people, so he casually shared it with Lance.

Lance: Sounds like you're having good luck. Will you catch a lot of fish today? Hope it goes well.

There's less ice.

Song Ning stared at her phone for a while, her eyes changing from drooping to slightly upturned.

He replied, his tone carrying a hint of tattling that he himself didn't realize.

Song Ning: I was originally quite lucky, but then one of those people, who only had a love-struck brain, tried to cause trouble for me without understanding anything. Now, the boat is deserted, and even the fish aren't taking the bait.

The fishing bait he bought wasn't cheap; a box cost several tens of yuan. Even though they split the boat rental fee, it was still money.

He only has tens of thousands of yuan in savings right now, so he'll naturally feel the pinch when he spends these expenses.

The reply came very quickly, so quickly that Song Ning wondered if the person on the other end had been staring at the screen the whole time.

Lance: Is your love-struck mind causing you trouble? Are you alright?

Lance: How about I call them now to back you up? Did they bully you because they outnumbered you?

support?

Song Ning then realized that her words were nothing short of a coquettish complaint, and quickly replied with a blush.

Song Ning: No, no, they wouldn't dare.

Song Ning: That guy originally wanted to rush up, but I used my precious camera as a shield and scared him away. Actually, among that group of people, only he was not good enough; the others were alright.

He confessed honestly.

Objectively speaking, Guan Juren is actually quite a good person.

Lance: If people can really take it, they should come over and thank you. So what are you planning to do?

Lance: Didn't you say you were planning to shoot some footage? What if you can't catch any fish? Will you run out of footage? Or should I ask around and see if we can shoot something else?

Lance is actually a nice guy, not at all as aloof as people think.

Song Ning pursed her lips, feeling a little depressed as she recalled the blunder of her confession that day.

However, if they were to confess their feelings, they might not be able to chat like they do now.

After all, Lance probably didn't know him well before, so he wouldn't accept his confession.

Song Ning: No need to trouble you too much. Maybe the fish don't like this bait. I have other ones in stock. If all else fails, I can cut them up and upload them. Traffic is something that can't be forced. I don't really expect every video I post in the future to go viral.

He's not that naive; after all, he's been making videos for quite some time.

Lance: Just treat it as having fun today. Relax and have a good time. If anything goes wrong, feel free to contact me anytime. After all, we're friends, aren't we?

My friend.

Song Ning's drink is already fully sugared and ice-free.

No wonder she's the person he likes; she's definitely worth his affection.

After finishing their conversation, Song Ning composed herself and prepared to relax and enjoy herself as Lance had suggested. Since she had already spent the money, even if the video didn't turn out well, she figured she should at least have some fun.

As soon as he put the bait on the hook, a long shadow appeared next to his own.

Song Ning looked up and saw Guan Ju coming over with an embarrassed expression, still holding the braised dishes that he had just put there.

What does it mean?

Song Ning: "Are my things in your way because they're there?"

Guan Ju: "Hey brother, I'm really sorry. You should keep this and eat it yourself. My brother doesn't deserve to eat such good things from you."

Both of them were taken aback.

Song Ning's expression softened a little. "Isn't he your brother? How can you talk about him like that?"

Guan Ju looked helpless. "Even if he's a brother, he's wrong. He's just a military man, you know? He doesn't like to use his brain. We're sorry for what happened. I don't expect him to understand and apologize to you, but if I hadn't dragged you into this, you definitely wouldn't have gotten into this trouble. I apologize to you."

He spoke sincerely, and it truly came from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that his apology was sincere and that he did not show favoritism towards his brother, Song Ning's expression softened a little.

"I accept your apology, but forget about his. Even if he apologizes, I don't want to forgive him."

So what if someone is love-struck?

Just because someone's love-struck, does that mean they can cause trouble for no reason? If he hadn't been firm enough to scare that guy, Guan Ju and the others definitely wouldn't have been able to stop him in time, and he might have gotten hurt. If he had been injured, this trip would have been a bit of a loss.

So even if that guy came to apologize to him, Song Ning didn't want to forgive him.

Guan Ju understood and felt even more embarrassed.

It's their problem.