Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"It's true! ... After his debut, didn't he appear in the school only a handful of times? Did he come to the cafeteria?"

"Hey, it's not surprising that a certain variety show showed off his skills just now, so it's not surprising to go back to school to thank the professor."

"No wonder there are so many people in the cafeteria today... Ah, I'm afraid my fried chicken chops are already sold out!? Ah, I'm so angry!"

Hearing the words "Fried Chicken Cutlets sold out", Xiang Xing automatically stopped.

Gee.

A school canteen without the signature dish, fried chicken chop, is a school canteen without a soul.

She didn't care who was inside, she turned around and left as soon as she took a step.

Might as well go back to the bedroom and order a takeout from the Golden Arches.

...

Twenty minutes later, the Golden Arch takeaway was delivered to the dormitory downstairs on time.

The little guy floated down like a small butterfly, and under the shocked eyes of the delivery boy who recognized the person, he accepted a bucket of chicken wings and two glasses of Coke.

But when she returned to the bedroom and opened the bucket of golden arches, she found out—

With the receipt, there is also a strange note.

"Little sister Xiang Xing, I want to talk to you. Come to the piano room. Shall we meet?"

"If it's inconvenient, you can also add my WeChat SYxxxx033, and we'll make an appointment at a time that is convenient for you~"

- Shen Yan.

"..."

After reading the note, Xiang Xing was covered in a circle.

what's going on……

Shen Yan.

Shen Yan is not the man who came and knew him.

The first player of the first issue.

...But what's the matter with him asking to meet himself!

The little guy made up his mind, and suddenly came up with a very bad assumption.

After thinking about it for a while, she finally decided—

Take a picture of the contents of the note, send it to Si Fan, and then the two of them work together to figure out a way to deal with the goods.

...

five minutes later.

Si Fan called directly.

As soon as Xiang Xing picked it up, he heard the sound of laughter coming from the other end of the receiver.

"Are you reporting to me?"

"..."

The little guy was speechless.

Can't help but snorted softly, "No matter, you help me solve this problem anyway."

Hearing this, Si Fan smiled even more: "Then how do you want to solve it? ... Find someone to beat him up, or do you want to find Yuji to write about him?"

However, before Xiang Xing could answer, the man paused for a moment, then continued, "Forget it, wait for me for twenty minutes."

"……what?"

Xiang Xing suddenly didn't understand.

The other side stopped again.

"Well... around 45 minutes, wait for me at the west gate of your school."

After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

...

After 45 minutes, Xiang Xing was fully armed and walked out of the west gate of the school on time.

Looking left and right, not only did he not see the familiar Mercedes-Benz Sprinter, but he also did not see Si Fan's unremarkable gray private car.

However, the phone beeped a WeChat prompt.

[Si Fan]: At eleven o'clock, the black Lexus LM, come here.

"..."

Looking up to find the corresponding car, the little guy paused, but still looked around with some scruples.

Seeing her unease, Si Fan sent her another WeChat message.

[Si Fan]: Don't worry, I have already cleaned up the surroundings.

Seeing these reassuring words, Xiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and walked over.

As soon as he walked to the front of the car door, the door opened slowly and automatically.

Before she could react, a familiar arm suddenly stretched out and pulled her in.

The little guy let out a low cry, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell directly into Si Fan's sturdy arms.