Heart attack

Chapter 468 Last Place

Sheng Yan didn't pay attention to them, and captured Sheng Peiqing and threw her to the report office. He didn't go in, and stood waiting under the tree of the tall building, holding a suitcase in one hand.

He looked up at the sun, his eyes were very hot that day, the heat almost burned his back, when he lowered his head, he saw a girl walking out with a book in her arms, her face was still full of resentment.

Holding the phone, she said resentfully to the person on the other end of the phone: "It's outrageous, she is actually peeling lychees and she doesn't even want to type up the list. I watched her eat lychees the whole time, do you know that feeling!?"

Sheng Yan frowned. For some reason, the girl took her eyes away. Thinking about it, it was probably because the girl was pretty.

However, the girl didn't stop talking, she said tirelessly: "I feel like I'm going to be brewed into lychee, and he said he wants to drink lychee-flavored wine, so I should brew him into wine to let her know the pain of high-concentration lychee wine. "

"I want to drink a ghost... Tsk, I really think about it, it's annoying, I've been running for three days, and I watched her eat lychees every day, if I didn't insist today, I don't know when she will hand in the book list , bored to death."

"Xiao Yinzi, you are really immoral, be careful I will brew you into lychee wine!"

The girl was almost cursing all the way, although there was no beginning or end, the feast was heard from the beginning to the end, and suddenly she was a little curious about what this lychee-flavored spirit tasted like.

Thinking too deeply, when Sheng Peiqing came out, he was still a little puzzled; "Big brother, big brother, what are you laughing at?"

The feast returned to his senses, his eyes faint: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Sheng Peiqing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it's okay not to smile, it's so scary to laugh.

Sheng Yan caressed the bottle of wine, opened it and poured half a glass, and the smell of lychees hit his face.

Back then, I certainly never thought that many years later, he would actually ask someone to make a bottle of lychee-flavored spirits.

He took a sip, the sweetness of the lychee was very sweet, and the strong aroma of wine was on the tip of his tongue, as if for a moment, he returned to that afternoon.

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"There is no problem with the deadline this time, and then I will announce everyone's ranking in the last round."

The director opened a booklet and said in a soft voice: "The number one is Mr. Guang with 85 collections and rave reviews; the second is the Nutcracker with 84.5 collections, Mr. He; No.3..."

One by one, Tang Hongyi didn't even hear her own name. She didn't wake up until she finished reading No.4.

"Finally ranked fifth, with a collection of 45 barley soup, Mr. Tang." After reading the director, he closed the booklet, "This ranking is not the final ranking, first 20 points, second 15 points and so on. , the last one won’t get any points.”

Tang Hong also took a sip of water.

"This is just your initial points, and it's just a bonus item. It depends on the final total points, so you are ranked last, and there are still three opportunities to catch up. I hope everyone will work hard."

"The barley is fine, come back next time." Xiang Qin patted her, encouraging her.

She held her head up, and the result was predicted almost before writing, this time the performance was competitive.

Guanghang's suspenseful articles are very popular and can catch readers, while Xiangqin Xiuxian's essays and He Yiyao's court struggle are all eye-catching series.

On the contrary, she wrote a narrative lyric essay. It was indeed difficult to stand out from the group of people. Tang Hong also accepted it. She was not as sad as she imagined, but she didn't care at all.

The article was written by her with a lot of thought, of course I hope it is the best.

Everyone thinks so.

"Don't comfort me, or I will comfort you next time I pass you, how embarrassed I am." Tang Hong was also sloppy, with a helpless expression on his face.

Amused by her words, several people were relieved.

(End of this chapter)