Chapter 159
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Song Qingchun's table was quite a distance away from Su Zhinian's table. Furthermore, with the group of high school students chatting and laughing, even though Song Qingchun was not as relaxed as she usually was, she still managed to maintain her composure.
After the banquet, after the relatives and colleagues left, the Chairperson purposely reserved a few tables for the high school students in the chess room on the top floor.
Before they went upstairs to play cards, someone suddenly suggested that they take a picture together.
For the party, the Chairperson had hired a professional videographer. With all the equipment available, everyone agreed with this suggestion. Therefore, with the Chairperson's arrangement, the group of students formed two rows according to their height.
Song Qingchun was not particularly tall among the girls, but she was not short either. Before she left the house that day, she had purposely chosen a pair of ten-centimeter-high heels, so she was placed in the second row.
Initially, the person next to Song Qingchun was Zhang Zi. Due to her relationship with Song Cheng, she was quite familiar with Zhang Zi, and the two of them even joked around.
After a long time of confusion, the group finally managed to form a line.
The cameraman adjusted the focus, and when everyone was ready, Zhang Zi, who was next to Song Qingchun, was suddenly yanked away, and the person next to her was replaced.
Song Qingchun turned around with confusion, and she realized it was Su Zhinian.
The man's expression was light, and he looked straight ahead, not even glancing at her. Even so, Song Qingchun's body froze, and her feet subconsciously moved away from Su Zhinian, trying to increase the distance between her and Su Zhinian.
"Three, two …" Following the cameraman's order, everyone shouted, "Cheese."
With Su Zhinian beside her, Song Qingchun did not make a sound, but she forced a smile.
When the cameraman said "one", Su Zhinian, who was standing beside Song Qingchun, was shoved by someone. He lost his balance and accidentally knocked into Song Qingchun. Afraid that she would fall, he raised his arms to grab her shoulders without hesitation. Her body froze, and she raised her head to look up at the same time he lowered his head. Their eyes met, and a series of clicking sounds came from the camera.
Song Qingchun only came to after everyone left. She quickly averted her gaze, shrugged off Su Zhinian's arm that was around her shoulders, and walked away in a hurry.
Everyone at the banquet had more or less drunk, so the mood was high during the game. There were occasional cheers, and the atmosphere in the room was lively.
Song Qingchun did not play initially. She stood beside Zhang Zi and Qin Yinan's table and watched them play. Then, she followed a female classmate to the bathroom. When she returned, Song Qingchun was stopped by her deskmate. "Qingchun, I have something to do, I have to go out for you.
Her deskmate said. She didn't care whether she agreed or not. She pulled her arm and dragged her to the table by the window. Then she pressed her down on an empty seat in front of the mahjong table.
"I'm the banker now. The chips are here. This is the dice you want to throw …" Her deskmate gave her a simple explanation and stuffed the sieve into her palm. She patted her shoulder and hurriedly ran away.
Song Qingchun held the dice and scanned the players she was playing with. Then she saw the person she had been afraid to see for the past few days.
Su. Zhinian.
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