Admit it, you're heartbroken

Seeing this, Zheng Ziyue first glanced at him in surprise.

He put something extremely private like a mobile phone in front of him like this, and he put a heavy trust in his heart like this.

Looking at the chat records, Zheng Ziyue suddenly laughed.

It's really one thing!

Thinking of Huo Xiaoyun's sloppy and unscrupulous appearance, which seemed to be indifferent to everything, Zhou Yixu actually took advantage of it.

He has been beaten in front of Zhou Yixu more than once.

Fearing that she would accidentally choke, Zhou Yixu looked nervous, as if he was ready to stand up at any time.

It wasn't until she finished laughing and returned the phone that she relaxed her nerves.

The two sat in the cafeteria for a while after eating, and Zheng Ziyue quickly tapped the screen with both hands, replying to the blog fans' comments.

Zhou Yixu also flicked his phone repeatedly, looking up at the girl sitting opposite him from time to time, with a gentle expression on his face.

At this time, Zhao Yang, who was also eating in the hospital, seemed to be in an emergency.

He straightened his back and glanced around. When he saw Zhou Yixu, an acquaintance, his expression relaxed, and he quickly lowered his head and typed something on the phone.

In the next second, Zhao Yang quickly walked towards the two of them.

Zheng Ziyue was getting up and stretching, ready to follow Zhou Yixu to take a lunch break, when she saw the person who hurried over stopped.

"Zhou Yixu!" Zhao Yang didn't care about Zhou Yixu's instantly indifferent expression, "Do me a favor."

"My phone turned off automatically when it ran out of power, and I just forgot to take the charger today! I haven't finished talking about something with my family, so I reported your phone number to my dad..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yixu's cell phone vibrated, and an unfamiliar phone number popped up on the screen.

After thinking for two seconds, Zhou Yixu handed his mobile phone to Zhao Yang.

"Thank you very much!"

Zhao Yang thanked him repeatedly with a smile on his face, then took the phone and sat beside him to talk on the phone.

He spoke a dialect, not the local dialect of Shangyang City.

The two of them didn't quite understand, but from Zhao Yang's tone, it could be heard that there was indeed something urgent.

After calling for seven or eight minutes, Zhao Yang's tone eased a lot, and when he wanted to say something again, the other party had already hung up the phone.

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, Zhao Yang was about to return the phone to Zhou Yixu.

When I glanced at the screen inadvertently, the homepage was staying at the personal interface of the blog.

"Eh? Zhou Yixu, you blog too?"

Zhao Yang looked a little surprised, thinking that someone like Zhou Yixu couldn't surf the Internet.

Zheng Ziyue stretched her neck curiously upon hearing the sound.

Zhou Yixu quickly put away his phone, with a look of unnaturalness in his eyes, he pulled the girl and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yang didn't have the consciousness of being a light bulb at all, so he followed up brightly, his face full of curiosity.

"Doctor Zhou is also some kind of hidden big V, right? M moon, this id is not easy at first glance."

Zhou Yixu's footsteps paused without a trace, but Zheng Ziyue next to him became interested.

"M moon?" She blinked, "This id sounds familiar to me."

"Really? Doctor Zhou is a top student. It's much easier to use here than ours. Maybe it's some kind of big V." As he spoke, Zhao Yang raised his finger and pointed to his head.

Regardless of other things, no one can deny that Zhou Yixu has a good brain.

"Isn't his profile picture a blank picture?" Zheng Ziyue thought for a while and asked again.

"That's right, come and reveal the secret!" Zhao Yang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but move closer to her, the soul of gossip burning instantly.

In the next second, Zhou Yixu took a step forward with his arms around her shoulders, and his cold eyes flew over.

Zhao Yang shrunk his neck subconsciously, choking his curious words back into his throat.

No way!Are you so stingy!
I just gossiped with Little Crescent Moon and didn't say anything else!

Under the warning eyes of the other party, Zhao Yang had no choice but to stop, watched the two walk out of the staff canteen, and then raised his feet again.

Zheng Ziyue followed closely behind him, with a sly smile in his eyes.

Dr. Zhou, your vest has fallen off!

No wonder this account has never said a word since it followed me, and it continues to like it every day.

It turned out to be Zhou Yixu, who was caught by me!
Recalling the time when M moon paid attention to himself, it turned out that he paid attention to himself a long time ago...

Thinking of this, Zheng Ziyue went crazy with joy!
Sensing the girl's probing eyes with sly eyes, Zhou Yixu sat calmly at the desk, displaying the essence of a stone beauty well.

His skin was as solid as a stone.

As long as the skin is thick enough, the embarrassment of falling off the horse can't catch up with me.

Seeing this, Zheng Ziyue smiled even more happily.

Help!Who would have thought that he still has such a cute side!
At this moment, the phone in Zhou Yixu's office rang.

He picked up the phone and listened for a few seconds, his expression immediately became serious.

"There are a few injured patients from the Academy of Fine Arts, I'll go and have a look first."

After reporting to the girl, Zhou Yixu picked up his notebook and strode out.

Academy of Fine Arts?
Hearing that she was an alumnus from the same school, Zheng Ziyue was curious but also worried.

Back to the Propaganda Section with a backpack in hand, I saw everyone gathered around and whispering.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Ziyue asked in a low voice with concern when he came to sit down next to Li Rongrong.

Qi Qi, who was talking with everyone just now, saw that she also sat over, shut her mouth and returned to her work station.

Li Rongrong sneered, "Don't worry about her, who will show her a dead face."

"Didn't you read the news? At noon today, a group of sophomores from the Academy of Fine Arts had a car accident when they were returning to school by bus."

"Car accident?" Zheng Ziyue exclaimed.

"Fortunately, the driver's driving skills are very good, and he drove the car to the side of the road in time, so the accident was not serious, and most of the students in the car were slightly injured."

As Li Rongrong said, he also showed Zheng Ziyue the news on his phone.

The accident happened outside the city. There is a section of the road that is low-lying and prone to frost in winter.

A car skidded while turning a corner, just as a bus carrying students was coming from the opposite side.

If it wasn't for the experienced driver, the two cars would have almost collided head-on, and the result was a near miss.

Because the suburban roads are very difficult, before the ambulance arrived, several medical assistance vehicles arrived, taking the students and drivers back to the city first.

Zheng Ziyue's bright eyes were fixed on the screen, and in the picture accompanying the news, he could vaguely see the familiar patterns printed on the two cars.

That is the logo image of Jingyang Medical Assistance Company, an orange little lion.

After looking at the picture twice more, Zheng Ziyue's eyes continued to move down, and one of the cars had already taken the injured classmate to the nearest People's Hospital.

"I remember you are also from the Academy of Fine Arts, right?"

Seeing Zheng Ziyue watching the news seriously, with a slightly dignified expression, Li Rongrong turned his head and asked.

"um, yes."

"Don't worry, the people have already been sent to our hospital. Besides, the news says that they are all minor injuries. They are all juniors from the same school. You can go and see them when you have time."

Li Rongrong patted Zheng Ziyue's shoulder to comfort her.