wood has its spring

The author has something to say: Hello, everyone, I am Yogi, and there are many mistakes in my first published article. I hope everyone can forgive me.If you have any suggestions or questions you want to ask, you can tell me, I hope I can grow up little by little with everyone's help!

Really nasty heat.

Nanmu narrowed his eyes slightly, and impatiently closed the book in his hand.

The school is holding a sports meeting, and Nanmu has no interest in sweating like this, but the sun is high, and the dazzling light disturbs Nanmu's ability to study quietly.

While dazed, a boy who had just finished the [-]-meter run suddenly waved his hand in this direction.

Before Nanmu could see clearly, the boy disappeared.

"It's halftime now, please hurry to the broadcasting room to broadcast, Mr. Nanmu."

Sweet female voices came from various speakers, mixed with some unknown murderous aura, reverberating throughout the campus.

I'm so tired, I don't want to move.

Nanmu thought so, but still left the playground and walked towards the broadcasting room.

A gaze flicked up.

Nanmu paused and clenched the book in his hand.

This look reminded him of an unpleasant incident.

Nanmu is the head of the external relations department. Although he looks lazy, but because there are few people in the department and most of them are girls, Nanmu actually contracted most of the work, including the most troublesome suggestion box information sorting.

The problem is with the suggestion box.

One day a month ago, Nanmu took out the letters in the suggestion box as usual and sorted them out.

Picking up an envelope, it was heavy, and there seemed to be a lot of things inside, Nanmu opened it without thinking too much.

The contents inside were scattered all over the table - a pile of photos.

Nanmu frowned slightly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Sure enough, the photo was full of Nanmu's figure.Reading, drinking, walking, sitting... There are any postures and angles.

There's even a full|naked back in a public bathroom.

Nanmu took a deep breath, the photos on the table made him dizzy.

From that day on, there has been a gaze following Nanmu, and those photos are constantly playing back in his mind like a slide show.

It's going crazy.

Nanmu tapped his head, trying to ignore that gaze.

Among the crowd, the man raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

——I have been watching you all the time.

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After being dragged by his own deputy minister and the station master to finish reading more than a dozen pages of the manuscript, Nanmu was a little thirsty.

"Senior, is the senior Nanmu who broadcast just now here?"

Looking down at the junior girl who was full of anticipation, Nanmu calmly adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and replied calmly: "Yes, he is inside."

"Thank you senior!" The elementary school girl cheered and ran into the broadcasting room excitedly.

There was no trace of guilt in Nanmu's heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Nanmu's tone of voice is gentle and gentle, and his voice is soft and magnetic. Talking to him will make people feel inexplicably peaceful.

Few people paid attention to it before, until the last time when freshmen registered for registration, Nanmu made a department propaganda broadcast on the radio station as the head of the external relations department, and then he became popular.

Thinking about the insidious face when his deputy minister threatened him to go to the broadcast, Nanmu felt that the act of deceiving the elementary school girl just now was so beautiful.

Just as he was thinking, the phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

He Yao.

Nanmu smiled and connected the phone.

"Nanmu——!!!" The roar on the other end of the phone shook Nanmu's smile, "Tomorrow is my birthday! I flew back from abroad just for this, so hurry up to pick it up." drive!"

"Well..." Nanmu prolonged the ending on purpose, but he probably didn't notice how bright his smile was.

"Don't tell me you forgot me!" The man was obviously anxious.

"I'm lying to you. I've already bought a gift, and I'm just waiting for you to come back." Nanmu said with a smile, "I've been fine for the past few days. Tell me a time, and I'll pick you up."

"I knew it!" The person on the other end of the phone let out a series of smug laughs, but it seemed that he suddenly choked on his saliva in the middle of the laugh, and coughed for a long time before he said awkwardly: "Ahem, the plane arrives at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Remember not to be late”

Probably feeling ashamed, the man slammed the phone without waiting for Nanmu's answer.

Nanmu looked at the mobile phone in his hand and smiled softly.

He Yao, he has been playing games since he was a child, and there is no one more important than He Yao.

Hmm...no.