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When they were seated, Song Tang could see that it was Uncle Yang who used to be a guest at home. He was a friend of his father for many years. Later, he was transferred to another police station and he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Old Song!" Uncle Yang happily patted Papa Song on the shoulder, and then saw Song Tang, "Tangtang, long time no see!"

"If I knew where my uncle was, I wouldn't call my dad." She pretended to be annoyed.

"You can't say that. If you have an accident, I will still call your father and won't help you keep it secret."

"Hey! Forget it!"

Everyone laughed, and the girl sitting next to Uncle Yang was a little surprised when she saw Tu Ming, and whispered, "Senior?"

Tu Ming originally lowered her head to grab the meat, but when she looked up and saw the other party, she fixed her eyes for a few seconds before nodding.

"Why is the senior here?" The girl's eyes were full of joy.

"Same as you." He smiled faintly, "Why are you here, I am here too."

"Xiuxiu, do you know him? Are you in the same school?" Papa Song asked.

"Yes, he is the male god of our department, and the professors like him very much."

Song Tang looked at Tuming with a faint smile, with a joking expression of "Do you really know him?"

Tu Ming maintained her smile, put the roasted meat into her bowl, and blinked to show her recognition.

Song Tang stopped laughing, and seeing the girl's reaction when she saw Tu Ming, her whole body seemed to be full of flowers. It seemed that Tu Ming knew that this girl liked him, right?

... What else do you say you like yourself?So fraternal?Why not go to Purdue sentient beings?

At this time, the other party also saw Song Tang, and said respectfully, "Mr. Song? So you are the daughter of my father's good friend? I also went to listen to your speech. It's really great."

Song Tang pursed his lips politely and smiled before saying, "It's okay, it's just a chat."

"Song Tang went to your school to give a speech? How is this possible?" Father Song's eyes widened. "My daughter has the worst temper. She can't spit out ivory. What can she say? Your school teachers can't find anyone. ?”

Song Tang glared at her father angrily, and Tu Ming said at this moment: "She is helping out voluntarily this time. The lecture was originally supposed to be paid, but the professor said she didn't accept it, and she should give back to the school."

"Give back to the school? She doesn't study at your place, so why give back?" Papa Song was suspicious.

"I also participated in the planning of this career lecture. I told the professor that Song Tang could be invited to give a speech. Otherwise, everyone will be tired of hearing about the technology industry or the investment industry. It is good to have a different theme."

"So your professor agreed?" Mother Song asked with a smile, "It seems that your professor really likes you."

"Let me just say, the professor really likes seniors." Xiuxiu said from the side, "Seniors are our compulsory teaching assistants, and they usually make up classes for us when I have time in the department. I have also attended the seniors' classes before. "

"So outstanding?" Father Yang smiled and looked at Tuming squarely, "Thanks to you, the teacher I respect most is the teacher, thank you for your trouble."

"You are polite, this is just a matter of duty."

"I heard it. Song Tang said he wanted to give back, but he actually knew you recommended him, so he gave you a favor?" Papa Song suddenly realized, "I don't know when Song Tang became so sophisticated and didn't take money. It’s impossible to listen to free lectures.”

Song Tang glared at her father viciously. In fact, she was afraid that her father would drink alcohol not because she was afraid of getting drunk, but because she was afraid that he would be like this, with a very clear mind and logic, and analyze it as sharply as solving a case.

She once told her mother that she felt that her father usually had a low IQ, but his IQ was higher when he was drinking, comparable to Sherlock Holmes.

Depressed, she drank all the wine, feeling very unhappy, and an indescribable feeling made her want to resolve this matter impulsively.

"That's right...so what does this handsome guy have to do with your daughter?" Another policeman asked with a smile, "I didn't ask who you are just now, and Lao Song didn't introduce it. I know Lao Song's temper. I will take the initiative to introduce, one is an annoying person, he will not introduce, the other is my own, he forgot to introduce, which one are you?"

Tu Ming was a little stunned, he turned his head and glanced at Song Tang, Song Tang was drinking and didn't feel like talking.

He didn't know what she was thinking, what identity should he use to introduce himself, did he say it himself, or did she say it?

He said he was a younger brother, but he needed to explain more... If he said it was a work relationship, he felt that the distance he had worked hard to get closer to her during this time was pushed away again.

But to talk about a more in-depth relationship... He was afraid that she would retort angrily in public, so he would just tease her in private. If he really made it public on the stage, he might not be able to bear such a rejection.

"I know, I heard from the professor that the senior met Mr. Song at work, and he said he is an outstanding junior!"

"A junior at work, a model or a photographer?" Uncle Yang also asked curiously.

"Neither." Tu Ming smiled slightly, but hadn't thought of how to explain her identity.

"What is that?"

When he was about to speak, one of his hands on his thigh was caught, and he turned to look at her, holding his breath.

Her fingers clasped his five fingers lightly, and before he could react, he saw her lift their intertwined hands to the table, and then she straightened up, using her usual queen posture, The answer was said in a tone of complete clarity, quickness and no doubt.