Chapter 57

First, along with Gu Ling and Duan Ruijie, they went back to their villa here. When they entered the house, they all went into the bathroom. They didn't know what their psychology was, but they were very relieved of Tang Jingyun and allowed a girl she had just met to stay in such a big villa alone.

Tang Jingyun was also single. She simply found a comfortable place in the living room and took out a bottle of honey water from her backpack. Jiang Ye specially soaked her in her bag in the morning. Recently, she was angry. Jiang Ye prepared honey water for him every day.

Later, she took out a thick English original from her bag. It was written by a famous investment godfather in the US. She recently picked up the best books in her spare time. There is no doubt that Tang Jingyun's English is really good, because in her previous life, she often flew abroad. Out of great losses in translators, she made great efforts in English, especially her oral English with a New York accent.

When Gu Ling came down, he saw the girl who saved them looking at the book at ease. Half of her side face was beautiful, with a kind of quiet intellectual beauty. Her thin lips were slightly pursed, which made people involuntarily put their eyes on her.

He thinks this girl is interesting. Most people come to a strange place for the first time. How many times do they feel uncomfortable? Where is she so calm? Can also have the mind to read at ease.

Tang Jingyun looked up at Gu Ling and found that his face was very handsome. His facial features were a little deep and three-dimensional. At this time, his hair was covered with water beads. He was wiping it with a towel and said with a smile, "I can't see it. After washing away his embarrassment, he was still a handsome man."

Gu Ling wiped his hair with his hand. I don't know why. He always had an illusion. From the meeting to now, the woman was very familiar with their attitude, but he thought carefully. There was no Tang Jingyun among the famous families in Kyoto.

He said with a smile, "it's over. You'll have the handle in your hand. You're holding the black history of Raj and me!"

Tang Jingyun smiled and glanced at him, "I dare not. I'm really afraid of being beaten by someone with a sack on the road one day!"

In fact, she really knows the two people in front of her. One is the childe of the Secretary of the Kyoto Discipline Inspection Commission, and the other is Duan's youngest son, who is a famous person in the upper class circle in Kyoto. How can she not know them when she frequently went in and out of the upper class circle in her previous life?

But in her previous life, she was just a humble illegitimate daughter of the Tang family, and they were young men in fresh clothes and horses in Kyoto. Naturally, there could not be too many intersections. Even if one of the bright stars fell for some reason, she had only heard a few words from others.

It is hard to imagine the feeling that the big boy who has left the world in his previous life is still alive in front of him. Just like a splash ink freehand painting, there is a thick ink and heavy color.

If she could, she wanted to save him, she wanted to.

Because this is the best proof of the meaning of her rebirth?

"Pooh Pooh." Gu Ling laughed and found that there was a shallow dimple at the corner of his mouth, "Tang Jingyun, I find you are really humorous."

"What's the matter with beauty Tang telling jokes?" Duan Ruijie walked down with a smile and changed his clothes, which made him look like a famous family. When he saw that both of them put their eyes on themselves, he couldn't help laughing. "Did you suddenly find that I'm actually very handsome? Do you want to promise me by example?"

Gu Ling frowned slightly when he heard the speech. He always felt that the girl should not be treated like this. Just thinking of the interface, Tang Jingyun opened his mouth and said with an impolite sneer, "it's kind of like a dog. It's free to promise each other. I don't want you to paste it upside down!"

Duan Ruijie exclaimed strangely, putting on a look that he thought was cool, "shit! I haven't been so rejected since I started mixing in Kyoto. The vision of Tang flowers is high!"

"Ha ha..." Tang Jingyun and Gu Ling looked at each other and laughed. Duan Ruijie, a living treasure, filled the summer air with a happy atmosphere.

When the three arrived at their picnic place, they found a man and a woman sitting there fiddling with the shelf. The boy cut his thin short hair and looked a bit natural and unrestrained. He saw his two best friends and a strange girl talking and laughing and raised his eyebrows, "Yo! How come my two good brothers don't get the firewood back? They have met a beautiful woman?"

His voice was a little cold. He looked at Tang Jingyun's eyes and looked up from his feet. He felt a bit high. He didn't look easy to get along with.

Duan Ruijie glanced awkwardly at Tang Jingyun and said helplessly to the cold boy over there, "Ze Jiu, I fell into the mud ditch with a Ling. It was Tang Jingyun who saved us." he exposed his blue arm, "I just went back to take a bath. You see, I fell miserably."

Gu Ling also smiled and nodded. "It's all Ruijie's fault. If it weren't for Tang Jingyun, God knows when your cold temper would want to come to us."

The girl next to them seems to have long been used to their way of getting along. She looks very friendly, with a soft smile on her mouth. She smiles and greets Tang Jingyun, "come here quickly. Don't be as knowledgeable as Ze Jiu. He is a young master's temper. We all want to smoke him. By the way, my name is Zheng Jiaming."

Tang Jingyun provoked a pair of Phoenix eyes and smiled quite naturally. "Of course, it's just the eyes of this person. I know it's definitely not a good stubble."

Qi zejiu, she knows. Compared with Gu Ling and Duan Ruijie, this young master is the core figure in their small group of four. Maybe it's because of jiaxueyuan. This young master is a famous black hearted childe. He has never heard of any good end to offend him.

By the way, Qi zejiu was introduced by Jiang ye to her brother Qi Runqing. Sure enough, the insidious Qi family was caused by family style.

This girl looks like a big sister next door, but she is the vice president of the student union of Yanda. It is said that she is one of the successors of the next president. She can stand out from the crouching tiger, hidden dragon like Yanda and master a lot of resources of Yanda. It can be seen that she has extraordinary ability. Of course, her family background is also extraordinary, It is said that all the family members are provincial and ministerial level officials from other provinces.

"Oh? You're brave. You're not afraid to offend me if you talk like that?" Qi zejiu picked his eyebrows. His eyebrows were different from his brother Qingrun's completely introverted, gentle and somewhat rebellious.

"It's pleasant to see. Being comfortable is a friend. Otherwise, it's meaningless to force." Tang Jingyun looked at him faintly, and then said, "being sharp is not the best way, but everyone has the freedom to choose his own way of life."

"Ha ha, I think you're very pleasing to the eye and comfortable to get along with. Make a friend?" Qi zejiu smelled the speech, and the cold color on his face was much less. He smiled boldly, but his mouth was venomous. "Sit down, you're young, and I don't know how deep you are, just like a middle-aged aunt!"

"The middle-aged aunt is as deep as me? Go to hell! You go to the street and find one for me!" Tang Jingyun sneered impolitely.

For a woman who has seen the most prosperous and top things in the world, it is difficult to raise any awe when she sees the people who have been compared by herself again, so she can quarrel with these proud children of Kyoto.

The atmosphere on the stage was not bad. Zheng Jiaming's eyes flashed a look of surprise. She was an insider. She knew how difficult it was to integrate into a circle, especially where the circle depended on her qualifications and family background. She didn't expect that this ordinary looking female student would be invited by Qi zejiu.

However, Zheng Jiaming's free education told her that she should never underestimate anyone. As a proverb says, "don't bully young people into poverty", so she has a good attitude towards Tang Jingyun, smiling and saying, "sit down and eat together. It must be tired to toss with Ruijie and a ling for so long."

Tang Jingyun smiled back at her. She liked such a generous and gentle woman, because she was not tired to get along with such an intelligent woman.

Tang Jingyun didn't know that when she commented on the people present, did the four people present secretly evaluate her in their hearts? To the four people's surprise, the girl's indifferent smile seemed not to care about the identity of several people, just like a simple meal, but her own temperament could not be ignored.

Zheng Jiaming smiled as he ate the food from the picnic. "It's boring to eat like this. Why don't I sing a song?"

Qi zejiu waved and said, "let's have a song. It's definitely our honor for the vice president of Yan University Association to sing!"

Zheng Jiaming thought about it and said with a little regret, "it's a pity that none of you can play the guitar, otherwise it would be better to have a soundtrack."

"Oh? There's a guitar?" Tang Jingyun said suddenly.

"Tang Xuemei, can you play guitar besides piano?" Zheng Jiaming opened his mouth with a little surprise. He knew Tang Jingyun's reputation in Yanda as early as in the conversation just now.

"HMM." Tang Jingyun smiled and nodded.

"You wait, I'll get it!" Duan Ruijie jumped up when he heard the speech, quickly ran to the place where the objects were stacked behind him and moved a guitar.

Tang Jingyun took it over and tried a few sounds. Although it was strange, it was still smooth. She smiled, "I don't know many songs. Can sister Zheng Xue sing the flower in the palm?"

Zheng Jiaming said happily, "yes!" this song "flower in the palm" is very popular this year. She likes it very much and has specially studied it.

Tang Jingyun nodded with a smile, bowed her head and bounced slowly. The clear notes flowed out of her fingertips.

Zheng Jiaming began to sing in a gentle and flexible voice, "missing is like a word written in one hand, blooming in the palm of his hand..."

In the breeze blowing weather, the girl's singing and melodious guitar sounded, playing a young and vicissitudes of life. Tang Jingyun hung her head, revealing her white neck and a silver chain on it. Her side face looked very beautiful, with drooping eyebrows and eyes.

She stirred the strings of the piano, I don't know who's heartstrings.