Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

After getting in the car, Song Yan looked down at his clothes again. No matter how uncomfortable he looked, he changed several positions awkwardly, and finally sat upright with his back straight, without touching the backrest at all.

The school is far away from the villa. Sitting all the way like this will definitely hurt his back tonight. Thinking of this, Lin Litian reached out and squeezed his waist.

Song Yan was naturally ticklish, and his waist was the most sensitive place. When he was touched like this, he immediately turned to one side to avoid it as fast as lightning, and looked defensively at the person who caused the trouble.

"The children in the first grade can't sit up straight like you." Lin Litian laughed at him, "Shall I reward you with a little red flower?"

Song Yan leaned back against the back of the chair, keeping the distance as far as possible, and muttered: "The children in the first grade are not as naive as you."

The sound couldn't be lower.

Hey, now I have learned to fight back.

Lin Litian was not annoyed, on the contrary, he was in a good mood. Compared with the little dumb boy who was so good-tempered in front of him when he first moved into the villa, everything went according to his wishes, or the current one who occasionally shows his paws The human Song Yan is more vivid.

Be pampered and proud...

Lin Litian suddenly remembered this word.

He pretended not to hear clearly and asked, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Song Yan said quickly.

After finishing speaking, he pulled the pillow in the car to cover his waist, apparently afraid of Lin Litian's sneak attack again, but his sitting posture was much more relaxed than before.

When they arrived at the school auditorium, the auditorium was already full of people. The speech on the stage had just begun, and Lin Litian was at the front. He took Song Yan to the empty seat and sat down, "I'll come to you when I'm done."

Song Yan nodded, "I'll wait for you here."

Lin Litian straightened the brim of his hat for him, turned around and walked backstage.

Except for the voice of the speaker on the stage, the auditorium was silent. Song Yan sat on the seat, and the words on the stage came in and out of his left ear, and he didn't remember anything.

Not long after, deliberately lowered reprimands came from one side of the auditorium. Song Yan glanced briefly, and a boy in a jersey hurried into the small auditorium. He wanted to sneak into the empty seat, but was guarded The counselor at the side caught it straight.

He was still holding the basketball in his hand, and was being scolded with shame.

After the counselor had finished the training and let him go with great mercy, he bent down and slipped to the empty seat next to Song Yan to sit down.

The seats in the auditorium are not big, and the boy accidentally bumped into Song Yan's shoulder when he sat down, and immediately turned his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Song Yan shook his head, expressing that he was fine.

The boy stuffed the basketball into the space under the seat, looked left and right for a while, saw that there was no companion around Song Yan, and seemed to be alone, then put his head next to Song Yan's ear, and asked in a low voice very familiarly: "Student , which college are you from?"

Song Yan was not used to being so close to others, but the chair was so big, and there was nowhere to hide, so he tilted his head to the side, and reported Lin Litian's college, "Computer."

"You are from the School of Engineering?! I am also from the School of Engineering! Why haven't I met you?" The boy didn't feel Song Yan's resistance at all, and continued to chat excitedly.

"I've already graduated." Song Yan replied politely.

"Ah! Senior." The boy exclaimed, stepped back after speaking, moved his eyes up and down to look at Song Yan, obviously he couldn't believe that this person with shoulders as thin as a boy was older than himself, "I thought you were a freshman."

At this time, thunderous applause broke out in the originally quiet auditorium, and Song Yan looked.

This time, most of the people who were invited by the school to participate in the excellent graduate speeches are outstanding people from all walks of life who have gone out from this school. Therefore, in addition to students and graduates, many media and TV stations also came. The front row of the audience was surrounded by cameras and reporters, and flashes of flashes hit the stage continuously.

And Lin Litian stood in the middle, pressed his palm, and the applause around him slowly stopped.

But there were still whispers.

All discussing the people on the stage.

Song Yan didn't wear glasses. In order to see more clearly, he could only lean forward slightly. The boys around him thought that he was interested in the people above him, so they gave him a popular science, "Senior, you know Who's that guy up there?"

"You know?" Song Yan glanced at him, then quickly looked back to the stage.

The man on the stage held the microphone with his strong knuckles. He spoke in a low-pitched, low-pitched voice, and the content of the speech was not rigid and boring, which made the audience laugh frequently.

It didn't look like a flashlight was hitting him, but his whole body was glowing.

"Who doesn't know the School of Engineering! It's amazing! What a boss!" The boy's tone seemed to be talking to a passer-by Amway idol. He went to graduate school, and he refused to listen to the persuasion several times, and turned around to start a business."

The boy sighed twice, "The family was already rich, but the boss didn't want to be the young master. I heard that the company had a problem a while ago. If it was put on someone else, it would have collapsed. I didn't expect it to be less than half a year. The company He was saved, that’s great!”

Song Yan knew these things far better than others, but when he said it from someone else's mouth, he had a different feeling. He nodded and smiled, "It's really powerful."

"It's more than that!" The boy turned his head to look at the side, raised his chin, and signaled Song Yan to look at the group of people sitting across the aisle.

They were also students. Compared with the School of Computer Science here, that group of people was more like a beautiful scenery. Their exquisite makeup and avant-garde clothes directly raised the appearance of the surrounding circle.

"It's from the Art Academy." The boy said, "Look at the one in the middle."

Song Yan looked at He Jia, who was surrounded by students from the Art Academy, on the other side of the aisle, and his smile remained unchanged, but the emotion in his eyes faded.

This is also He Jia's alma mater.

It's normal to come back.

Song Yan said in his heart.

"I heard that he is the boyfriend of a big boss. As expected of a big boss, he has both career and love." The boy's level of gossip is comparable to that of a paparazzi in the entertainment industry, and he added in a whisper, "The fat water has completely flowed into the fields of outsiders."

Song Yan was wearing a hat, and he was dressed like a student. He Jia didn't recognize him, and occasionally turned his head to talk to the people around him, but most of the time he focused on the stage.

It looked like he was looking at his boyfriend.

"They broke up." Song Yan withdrew his gaze, and his tone was neither salty nor weak.

The boy froze for a few seconds and exclaimed, "?! Broke up?"

He couldn't control the volume of his voice, and attracted the eyes of the people around him.

Including the group of art colleges.

Song Yan raised his hand and pressed down the brim of his hat.

The boy smiled awkwardly at others, and when others turned to stop looking at him, he continued to lower his voice and ask, "Really???"

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, moved his fingers a few times, opened the school forum, and handed it to Song Yan, "The old posts on our forum were pushed up two days ago, and a bunch of people are chatting."

The beginning of the post is an old picture. A tall man in the snow is putting on a coat for another man. The photo should be taken secretly, and the faces are blurred, but it can be seen carefully that it is Lin Litian and He Jia.

The boy scrolled down, and the number of replies was too numerous to count.

The general idea is that they are "got it", "perfect match", "a couple made for each other" and so on.

The lowered brim of the hat covered Song Yan's eyebrows, and the light from the screen illuminated the eyes that fell in the shadows.

Seeing him staring at his phone without speaking, the boy put the phone away in a daze, and asked again unwillingly, "Is it really divided? Hey senior... I'm not gossip, I just ask casually."

The glorious deeds of Lin Litian The students of the School of Computer Science have long been tired of hearing from their teachers, and they, the general public, are still more interested in the love life of the boss.

When the speech on the stage came to the question-and-answer session, Lin Litian stood on the stage, answering various questions from the students with a calm demeanor, but his eyes fell on a certain place intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Yan, who was watched by him, didn't know anything, just under his nose, chatting intermittently with the boys around him.

In the end, the more the boys chatted, the more excited they became, and they wished they could get close to Song Yan.

He pressed the soft flesh in his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and dropped his hand holding the microphone.

A piercing whistling sound came from the speakers.

Those who were close covered their ears and looked at him in surprise. Song Yan in the crowd also raised his head suddenly, and the eyes of the two briefly met in the air.

A few seconds later, he looked away, raised his hand again, and his voice was transmitted to every corner of the auditorium through the microphone, "Continue."

"Boss... did you... look at me just now?" The boy next to Song Yan sensed the direction Lin Litian was looking at, and said dumbfounded.

Could it be that he spoke too loudly and spread it to the top?

He was still gossip about seniors just now? !

Song Yan gave a perfunctory "Hmm", bit his lower lip quickly, and did not move his eyes away from the stage.

Ten minutes later, the podium was replaced. Lin Litian did not go backstage, but left from the steps on the side of the stage and walked towards the auditorium.

Song Yan raised his head slightly, watching him walking towards him, and then stopped in front of him.

The people on the stage started their speeches, and most of the people's eyes were attracted to it, only a small group around them noticed the movement here.

It also includes He Jia.

He watched Lin Litian bow his head and talk to a young man. The baseball cap covered the young man's appearance, but he still recognized that man as Song Yan.

The boy who was chattering just now fell silent, subconsciously elbowing Song Yan with his elbow.

Lin Litian frowned slightly as he watched his little movements.

"Hello, senior..." Lin Litian's facial features were handsome and aggressive, and he was quite bluffing when he wasn't smiling, and the boy's scalp was numb with fear.

Lin Litian nodded as he agreed, but his eyes were on Song Yan, "Let's go."

Song Yan said: "Don't you listen?"

"You really came here to listen to the speech?" Lin Litian looked down at him, "I'll tell you when I get home, you can listen to it enough, now I'll take you to dinner."

The boy's eyes moved quickly on Song Yan who was seated and Lin Litian who was standing, as if he understood something, his expressions instantly became colorful.

No way, not only the breakup is true, but also the current boss told him...

So... Did he just mention the former boss in front of the current boss?

Good guy, it's the master's head to eat melons.

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感谢在2022-03-1622:36:26~2022-03-1722:39:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I don’t want to talk QAQ1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of glass;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!