Quick transmigration, she doesn't love anyone!

Chapter 172 Sea King's Fake Gold × BrotherChildhood FriendFriend's Teacher (2)

Zhan Yan silently left the scene, and after a long time, she returned with the flowers in her arms. She then watched in surprise and astonishment as the person who had created the romantic atmosphere was taken away by the police, and then joined everyone in watching the drama unfold.

You know what, people have quite the imagination; before long, even rumors about wanted criminals were spreading.

A reporter silently deleted the press release he had written. With so many cameras filming, and the person being taken away by uniformed officers, what was the point of promoting anything? There was no such thing as beautiful love.

Soon everyone came out. Zhan Yan stood in the corner, tiptoeing to look for her Qiu Qiu, and spotted her at a glance.

When interviewed by reporters outside, Song Zhiqi remained calm, as if she hadn't actually won first place.

Until I don't know what I saw, I suddenly smiled.

After finishing the interview and leaving, Song Zhiqi calmly took the flowers that Zhan Yan was holding from the crowd, grabbed her wrist, and led her away with her.

The school arranged for them to stay nearby, which wasn't far. Today was the last day of the competition, and the group would be boarding a plane back home later that evening.

Song Zhiqi asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Zhan Yan smiled happily, "I came to congratulate you. I knew you would be number one. How can you be so amazing!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to give her a big kiss on the cheek.

I'm so satisfied! Whose baby is this amazing? It's hers!

Song Zhi Qiu was helpless. When she went abroad, Zhan Yan had said that he would wait for her to return victorious. She was confident that Zhan Yan would pick her up at the airport.

But I didn't expect her to follow me all the way abroad; it was too much trouble.

But it was definitely more enjoyable than winning first place, since she had expected to win first place, but seeing Zhan Yan when she came out was unexpected.

Not to mention she was surprised, Zhan Yan herself was also very surprised. She had originally planned to surprise and celebrate when she returned, but things happened so suddenly and in such a mess that she chose to escape and went straight to find Song Zhi Qiu.

This means that she skipped class and did not go to school.

It doesn't matter, anyway, she paid someone to take attendance for her.

Although the two were not in the same university, Song Zhiqi knew Zhan Yan's class schedule better than Zhan Yan herself.

Knowing that's just how she is, I didn't say anything. I've done everything I could to talk to her and offer advice, but it only pushes people away.

Helplessly, he patted her head and asked, "Have you bought your plane ticket back?"

Mentioning this, Zhan Yan was no longer sleepy. "Of course! On the same flight as you~"

She had planned to switch seats with Song Zhi Qiu after boarding the plane, if she hadn't seen their teacher on the way to the airport with Song Zhi Qiu and happened to sit next to him.

Friends are for life, but she can't have a long relationship with her baby and will have to find a new one soon, so let's prioritize the baby.

Her wrists felt slightly hot. Zhan Yan leaned closer to Song Zhi Qiu and whispered, "Is that tall, handsome guy with glasses your teacher? What's his name? I didn't see him when I went to look for you before?"

She's so beautiful, it shouldn't be like that. Qiuqiu's school has such a beautiful teacher, she should know that.

Seeing the light in Zhan Yan's eyes, Song Zhi Qiu lowered her gaze and paused for a moment.

"Yes, he's new here, his name is Qi Rang."

He is highly respected in the industry, with various accolades, and became a professor at a young age.

As Zhan Yan listened to Song Zhi Qiu's introduction, she took out her phone to search. The encyclopedia entry was very detailed, and she occasionally let out a sigh of admiration.

I don't know what I'm praising, but in short, it's beautiful and I want to talk about it.

Seeing her expression, Song Zhiqi reached out and took her phone. "Watch where you're going."

She knew that Zhan Yan was talking to many people at the same time.

Turning to look at her grumbling dissatisfaction, he suddenly said, "I can achieve these things at 28."

Zhan Yan was puzzled. "Of course! You're definitely the best. No one else can compare to you."

She truly believed it from the bottom of her heart; her eyes were clear and foolish, without a trace of impurity.

Song Zhi Qiu looked away, gave a soft "hmm," and handed the phone back to her.

Once on the plane, looking at the people next to her, Zhan Yan abandoned her original idea of ​​changing seats.

Qi Rang was reading a book on the side.

Zhan Yan secretly peeked, and thought, "Great, I can't understand it." So she started looking at Qi Rang's profile.

Wearing glasses, he looks noble and handsome, with an inexplicable sense of asceticism.

Her gaze was so direct that it was impossible to ignore.

Even though Qi Rang was very focused, he was still inevitably disturbed.

Turning to look at Zhan Yan, before he could say anything, a hand reached out from the side. It was Song Zhi Qiu. She handed her thermos to Zhan Yan and turned to leave.

Zhan Yan calmly finished drinking the water, and seeing that Qi Rang had already turned away, she took the liberty of speaking up.

"What was Teacher Qi about to say?"

Qi Rang paused in his book-turning, turned to look at her, and met Zhan Yan's clear eyes, momentarily speechless.

He paused for a moment, then said in a cold and serious voice:

"Which class are you in? Who is your advisor?"

They were with them the whole way, and they weren't students participating in the competition; they were probably Song Zhi Qiu's friends.

Girls this age are simple-minded. He had noticed female students staring at him like that more than once at school, but none of them were as open and blatant as the girls next to him.

Zhan Yan blinked. "I'm not from your school."

As expected, Qi Rang usually kept his distance from students, but perhaps because the one in front of him seemed too unintelligent, he couldn't help but want to give him a word or two of advice.

"Regardless of which school they attend, they should all be studying hard at this age."

Zhan Yan looked aggrieved. What age? What's wrong with her age? She doesn't like studying at any age, why should he care!

But I still want to talk.

“I…I am Song Zhi Qiu’s aunt. I’m 25 years old this year, but I look younger.”

Without batting an eye, lies come out of his mouth effortlessly.

I'm so sorry, Qiuqiu, but he actually discriminated against her because of her age! It was the only thing I could do. Amen, please forgive him.

Qi Rang was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, but the person in front of him looked somewhat aggrieved, probably because he had spoken too harshly.

After a moment of awkwardness, Qi Rang accepted it well, "Sorry."

It was indeed because he judged her by her appearance, treating her like a student and scolding her first.

Zhan Yan nodded, her expression unchanged. "You should apologize. How about we exchange contact information? I want to keep up with Qiu Qiu's situation at school."

Can't Qi Rang see it? He's not stupid.

Knowing the situation is a lie; having other ideas is the truth.

Unfortunately, he was in the wrong first, and if he refused again, the person in front of him would probably cry.

Zhan Yan actually managed to squeeze out two tears, her speed astonishing.

After a while, she looked at the contact information she had finally received, her face beaming with joy.

But she's also a little worried because she limits the number of boyfriends she dates. Too many would be too much to handle and she'd easily get them mixed up. She'd made that mistake before, calling them by the wrong names. So, to learn from that experience, she set a limit for herself and called them all "baby," no matter who they were.

Go back and score a point, leave a spot for Qi Rang.

Qi Rang, who was standing to the side, was a little confused when he saw that the person who had obtained his contact information was no longer bothering him.

But she seemed to be frowning and worrying about something, and was even counting on her fingers, making it impossible for anyone to understand.

But not being disturbed is a good thing, so I turned back to my book.

After a long while, he noticed the head that had fallen onto his right shoulder, frowned, and turned his head to look at it.