Xiang Wenxing looked at the new clothes in Song Jing's hand and understood.
Most likely, their brother Yan saw Sister Jing coming without any clothes, so he tried to get some clothes and sent them over, but he left traces and let Sister Jing know about it.
If he delivers the clothes and conveys what Sister Jing said, it will be strange if he doesn't become cannon fodder.
"Sister Jing, I'm in a hurry to arrange things for tomorrow's game. Time is quite urgent." Xiang Wenxing showed a troubled expression, "And I feel like I'm going to convey this to Brother Yan, so why don't you tell Brother Yan in person?
more effective."
"Brother Yan is in the office on the third floor, why don't you go up by yourself?" Xiang Wenxing suggested cautiously.
Song Jing frowned, Xiang Wenxing had already rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, "Sister Jing, I'm going to do my work first, see you later!" After saying that, he wished he could make three steps into one, and finally ran away.
Song Jing raised his head and glanced at the window on the third floor, and finally walked into the small building.
"Miss Song." Ding Jia and Ding Yi were standing guard in the small building. When they saw Song Jing and the others, they bowed respectfully and did not stop them.
Song Jing carried his clothes and went up to the third floor. Jiayi stood at the door of Shi Yan's office, "Miss Song."
"Get out of the way." Song Jing said.
A turned around and knocked on the door, "Sir, Miss Song is here." After saying that, he stepped aside and did not block the way.
When Song Jing stepped forward, the door was already open.
Qi Shang nodded, "Sister Jing."
Song Jing glanced at him and walked into the office.
Qi Shang pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was sure that he had indeed not offended Sister Jing in any way. So why did Sister Jing have such a big objection to him?
Shi Yan was sitting behind the desk and didn't get up when he saw Song Jing coming in with new clothes.
Song Jing looked at him coldly and threw the new clothes he was holding on his desk with a bang, "Master Shi, are you interested in playing sugar-coated bullets with me?"
"What's wrong?"
"You came here to attend an exchange conference. Within seven days, you couldn't bear the loneliness. Are you planning to have another affair with me?"
"You want me to be your lover for these seven days?"
"I didn't mean that." Shi Yan spoke, his voice was a little tight, and his voice sounded low and deep.
Song Jing sneered, "You'd better not mean this!"
"Shi Yan, don't mess with me. I didn't castrate you, I've already done my best to you!"
"So put away your fancy tricks. I'm not You Ling. I'll come back when I leave."
"Also, I don't bother to be a substitute for anyone. Since I have a white moonlight cinnabar mole, please don't disgust me."
"Song Jing." Shi Yan stood up and wanted to say something, but when he met Song Jing's cold gaze, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth.
What could he say?
Said that these were all false? Said that there was no substitute at all? Said that he dared to cut out his heart and show it to her, and that he had never loved anyone else except her?
All the arrangements made before were in vain.
"I'm sorry." All the unspeakable secrets turned into these two words in the end.
Regardless of whether the matter was true or false, even if he was only thinking about Song Jing, the fact that he hurt Song Jing was true after all.
Song Jing clenched his fist hanging by his side, "Shi Yan, you shouldn't provoke me!"
"I can walk fine by myself, but you have to come and help me."
"You deserve death!"
Song Jing's voice was tight, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his breath was trembling.
She didn't want to cry, nor did she want to feel uncomfortable after a breakup like other women.
She has too much to do and her time is limited.
She had no energy to waste time on other things, and she no longer thought about the feast.
But Shi Yan still wanted to appear in front of her and move closer to her.
Does Shi Yan think she really won't do anything to him, or does she look down on her and think that as long as he waves, she will be like before and let him do whatever he wants?
"Don't cry." Shi Yan's heart ached. He would rather get stabbed than see Song Jing with such an expression.
Song Jing looked up at the ceiling, closed his eyes to calm down, and after a while looked at Shi Yan again, his voice had returned to calmness.
"This is my last warning to you. I won't say the same thing a second time."
After Song Jing finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Qi Shang stood at the door and called her, "Sister Jing..."
Song Jing went downstairs without stopping.
Shi Yan stood behind the desk, looking at the clothes on the table. His eyes were lowered and his emotions could not be seen, but the aura around him was filled with desolation and decadence.
"Brother Yan." Qi Shang was a little worried.
"Go and do your business."
Qi Shang wanted to say something else, but he also knew that what Brother Yan needed more at this time was to be alone, so that he could release his emotions without covering up.
"Yes." Qi Shang exited the office and closed the door.
The door closed with a click, and Shi Yan sat back in his chair slumpedly, leaning his head back against the back of the chair, raising his hands to cover his eyes.
The next day, the small team competition of the exchange conference officially began.
Song Jing and his three-man team drew lots.
Su Luan, Xiang Yoyo, Fatty, three in a team.
Qi Yun, Zeng Hong, Su Feng, a team of three.
Lin Yu, Yan Jue, Xu Yong, a team of three.
After forming a team, they drew lots to decide their opponents.
Su Luan and his team faced Masoli's team, Qi Yun and his team faced Heze's team, and Lin Yu and his team faced Country F's team.
But currently, they don't know which three-person team from these three countries they will eventually face.
The base is very empty, and the competition venue is a specially set up flat area with a cordon surrounding it, and five competition platforms built inside.
Before the game, lots are drawn again to determine the order in which each team will take the stage.
On Song Jing's side, Su Luan drew the eighth number, Qi Yun asked the opponent team to draw the number 16, and Lin Yu also drew the number 39 himself.
There are five competition stages, and there are ten teams competing on the stage at one time. Su Luan drew No. 8 and will play in the second round.
"Exchange conferences focus on communication."
"Friendship first, competition second. The teams from the first round can take the stage."
Xiang Wenxing was in charge of hosting. He spoke some high-sounding official language before announcing the official start of the competition.
The ten teams in the first round came on stage one after another, and Song Jing and the others stood in the audience and watched the battle.
The five competition stages are at a certain distance from each other, and there are many people watching the competition. Generally, when watching the competition on this stage, it is difficult to see the other stages.
Su Luan said: "There is a team from Masori on stage three. I want to see their strength."
"Okay." Song Jing nodded.
"Then let's go too." Fatty and Xiang Yoyo are now in the same team as Su Luan, and they also went to Channel 3.
Su Feng said: "There is also a team in Heze that is on stage one. I also want to go and have a look. Do you want to go?" He was asking Qi Yun and Zeng Hong who were in the same team.
"Go." Zeng Hong nodded, "Understanding our opponents will be beneficial to our competition."
Qi Yun was not a person who was good at expressing his opinions, so he naturally had no objection and followed the two of them to Channel 1.
There was no team from Country F on stage in this round, so Lin Yu stood next to Song Jing, "Sister, which platform are we going to watch?"
"No. 5."
Carol's team went to the competition stage No. 5, and Song Jing happened to know her, so he went to watch her team play.