Chapter 273 She is confident that she will not lose to Song Jing
Song Jing knew that the star map belonged to Shi Yan, and Shi Yan could earn more than 100 billion a year from the profit of the star map alone.
In addition, Shi Yan must have other industries and income, and he is indeed not short of money.
But Song Jing shook his head without hesitation, "No, I can take care of myself."
"Yes, there are a lot of little vests." Shi Yan pinched the tip of her nose, "No one is as good as you."
Song Jing raised his lips and smiled, sitting next to him, "My life was not easy and I was forced to be versatile."
After taking a shower, the two of them changed into long-sleeved home clothes and went to the dining room to eat together.
After dinner, he went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed. His eyelids had already started to fight and he was yawning all the time.
Shi Yan pulled some white paper from the side and said, "Baby."
"Huh?" Song Jing had closed his eyes and was a little dazed.
"I'll go to bed later and sign."
"What are you signing? It's not some forged marriage agreement, is it?"
Shi Yan chuckled, "Yes, will you sign?"
Song Jing opened his eyelids slightly to glance at him, took the pen and paper, and looked at the paper, "It's all white paper?"
"Do you dare to sign? Are you afraid that I will sell you?"
"If you dare to sell it, no one will dare to accept it. Unless he is not afraid of death." Song Jing quickly signed all the white papers in cursive script, "Can you let me sleep now?"
Shi Yan leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, "Go to sleep, I have something else to do."
Song Jing responded lightly and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them again and looked at Shi Yan, who was sitting motionless on the edge of the bed. "Is there something wrong with you?"
"I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving." Shi Yan simply took off his house shoes and lay on the bed, hugging Song Jing over, "Go to sleep."
Song Jing put his hand on his waist. The thin layer of muscles felt firm and tactile. There was also a mermaid thread, tsk tsk.
Shi Yan grabbed her mischievous hand and asked, "Don't you want to sleep anymore?"
Song Jing rolled over and fell on top of him, "The ancients will not lie to us when we say that we are full and warm and have lustful desires."
"Is your matter urgent?"
Shi Yan's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to clasp the back of her head and press it towards him, "No matter how urgent you are, you can push her back."
Between the two of them, not only did Shi Yan have no self-control when facing Song Jing, Song Jing was also unable to resist the temptation of beauty when facing Shi Yan.
What's more, they haven't seen each other for more than ten days, and both of them are eager for more contact.
By the time the battlefield was cleaned up, it was almost four o'clock in the morning when Shi Yan went to the study.
Shi Yan opened the safe, left two pieces of white paper signed by Song Jing on the desk, and put the rest into the safe.
He sat down at the desk and picked up a pen.
My wife Song Jing...
Shi Yan frowned and stopped writing. It was not a letter to Song Jing. It seemed inappropriate to write it like this.
A piece of signature paper was wasted.
He wanted to transfer all the property in his name to Song Jing, at least so that she would no longer have to work hard to make money to support a research institute, and ensure that she would have a worry-free life in the future.
In addition, he had to leave a letter to the old man.
After he dies, the Shi family will have to be Song Jing's backers.
Song Jing woke up, and the other side of the bed was still cold.
"Have a busy night?"
Song Jing frowned, got up, washed up, changed clothes, and went out. Ding Jia was guarding the door of the courtyard and did not see Jia Yi.
"Where is your father?"
"I'm still in the study taking care of things." Ding Jia bowed his head respectfully and replied, "Do you want Miss Song to go to the study?"
"No, he's busy with his business, I'm going to school."
"yes."
After breakfast, Song Jing went out with his bag. He still refused the car arranged by the housekeeper and took the bus to Beijing University.
It was still early at this time, and students were entering the school one after another with books and schoolbags on their shoulders.
Song Jing followed these students to the school, but was stopped by the guard.
"You!" The guard came over.
Song Jing's face was expressionless, "I'm not here to hand out leaflets."
"I know." The guard chuckled, "Have you not come to school for a while? I have been looking for you and I see you all the time."
"What do you want from me?"
"Wait a minute." The guard quickly returned to his post and ran back quickly, "Here you go, take it."
Song Jing was a little startled when he saw the bag of eggs handed over.
Seeing that she didn't answer it, the guard handed the egg forward and said, "These are local eggs. My wife raised them from the chickens she raised herself. They are nutritious. You students will become smarter if you eat them."
"Uncle, I don't want to buy eggs." Song Jing's mouth twitched twice.
"Who said it was sold to you? It was given to you." The guard forced the egg into Song Jing's hand, "Last time you came to the school to register, I misunderstood you. It was not easy to get into Beijing University. I was
I still doubt you, which must have hit you. I have to apologize to you."
"Take it back, cook it and eat it carefully, and study hard."
"Uncle, it's really no need. I can't cook." Song Jing has always been reluctant to reject such kind and enthusiastic people. "It's not difficult for me to get admitted to Beijing University. I'm recommended."
"Thank you, uncle."
"..." The guard looked at the free-range eggs in his hand, and then at Song Jing's back as he walked into the school gate, and suddenly he began to doubt life.
Song Jing walked into the school and found that the school was a little different from a few days ago.
There were many banners on both sides of the greenway and some posters on stands.
Many students gathered in front of the poster stand and were still discussing.
Song Jing glanced at the banner. It seemed to be some kind of green fruit music competition. Music masters from various countries would come to this music competition to recruit apprentices. Peking University also spent a lot of money and even invited celebrities and orchestras to help out.
"The school actually invited Shen Yuning, that's great!"
"There is also Sunshine Girl, who became very popular right after she debuted. Oh my God, our school is too willing to spend a lot of money."
"You don't even look at the background of our Beijing University, how can we lack such money?"
"Are there many people signing up? Today seems to be the last registration deadline, right?"
Song Jing put one hand in his pocket, turned around and walked towards the special department.
"Sister Jing!"
Song Jing stopped and turned around, and saw Su Luan and Fatty running over.
Fatty: "I looked at the back and said it must be Sister Jing. Sister Jing, eat steamed buns."
"I've eaten, you can eat it yourself."
Xiang Yoyo asked: "Song Jing, have you seen it? Our school is holding a music competition, and there are many famous masters coming. Do you know any music? No one in our department has signed up yet."
"Does the department have to produce one person every month?"
"Not really. But people from other departments have signed up, so it seems a bit embarrassing that no one from our department has signed up." Xiang Yoyo shrugged.
Qi Yun interjected: "Yoyo and I took violin and cello lessons when we were young, but we were only amateurs. If we participate in such a competition, we can only be cannon fodder. Moreover, this competition requires original music scores, which is very difficult.
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"If you don't have the ability, don't participate, otherwise you will be embarrassed on stage." A mocking voice came from the side, "After all, not everyone has the ability to be musically literate and compose."
"Yinyin, this time you can finally make some people who only rely on one face to seduce men understand that there is no comparison between her and you."
Li Yin smiled elegantly, "Shui Shui, I don't want anyone to compare me to anything." As she spoke, she glanced at Song Jing's face, her eyes flashing with pride and pride.
In the music competition, she will never lose to Song Jing!