When Zhan Muqing asked to close the scroll, Zheng Mo had already put down the pen with self-defeat.

"What's wrong with you? I have a reasonable suspicion that you don't want me to graduate. Zheng Mo frowned, curled his hair, and said with a painful expression.

There was only the sound of Zhan Muqing sorting out the scrolls in the room, as if no one had spoken just now.

Zheng Mo raised his eyes and looked: "Hey, Zhan Muqing, I just took the initiative to chat with you, didn't you hear?"

Zhan Muqing only glanced at Zheng Mo when he heard it, turned around and left.

"Zhan Muqing, don't go too far! Didn't we already talk today! You still laugh at me! What kind of stubbornness are you ignoring me now?" Zheng Mo yelled at him, "Your behavior is simply... It's a scumbag!"

Zhan Muqing paused, but slowly turned his head, white light reflected on his glasses, "First, the reform of the test paper, the question test is just a test." Second, speaking is a matter of circumstance. Third, don't use the word "scumbag" indiscriminately. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards the study without looking back.

... ...

Drunk people say they're not drunk.

Zheng Mo muttered.

Obviously, he has already taken the initiative to ease the relationship! Why is this person so awkward and not going down the stairs? There are only two days left before the day of "separation," and they dare not have a slightly friendlier ending?

Oh no, there's another chance to improve it. Zheng Mo smiled.

Thank you Xiaoli for her desire to eat hot pot.

When people are looking forward to the arrival of a certain thing, time will always pass very slowly, but fortunately, Zheng Mo successfully came to the next day with his sleep skills.

Zhan Muqing came in early in the morning and talked about yesterday's volume, without saying a word of nonsense, and finally put down a few words: "The content of the make-up class is over, review it freely." ”

This announcement was caught off guard, although Zheng Mo knew that there was not much time left, but how could there be such a way as Zhan Muqing.

He cautiously asked, "Aren't there any graduation exams?"

The only thing that answered him was Zhan Muqing's idiot look.

Gotcha. Zheng Mo once again ate the closed door.

Just as Zheng Mo pounded his chest and sighed whether he was too humble, Xiaoli appeared happily.

"Hello, two gentlemen, are you out of class, let's help Princess Xiaoli prepare dinner when you're done!"

Zhan Muqing subconsciously wanted to escape, but was grabbed by Xiaoli and showed a kind smile: "Brother Muqing, isn't it already out of class?"

"I still have experiments, you go buy them. Zhan Muqing raised his glasses.

"No!" Zheng Mo immediately picked up, "I promised Aunt Wang yesterday, why don't you talk and don't count?

“... ... I really have experiments. Zhan Muqing was a little helpless.

Xiaoli rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's still early, let Momo wait for you." ”

"Whatever you want. I'm not sure how long it will take to finish. Zhan Muqing compromised, "Then I'll go first." ”

After Xiaoli waved her hand and said goodbye to Zhan Muqing, she immediately pulled Mo Mo aside: "Mo Mo, Brother Mu Qing has agreed? Does that mean that you have reconciled?"

"Are you reconciled?" Zheng Mo scratched his head, "Although he did communicate with me, I always felt like a wall between us. ”

"Oh, in fact, I have rarely had so much contact with Brother Mu Qing before, and I can't give you any good advice for a while. It's okay, you'll ask him later. Xiaoli said earnestly, "By the way, Sister Ximei asked me to tell you that she will come to pick you up at noon tomorrow." Momo, we'll never see each other again!"

As she spoke, Xiaoli was a little crying.

"I'm not dead, don't curse me, okay? Wait, why didn't Sister Ximei tell me directly?"

"I said it by the way when we talked about things yesterday, and I have to say that Sister Ximei is really my idol. Xiaoli showed the eyes of the little fan girl, "In the future, I will be so fearless, and I will be easy to face a difficult artist like you!"

Zheng Mo saw Xiaoli fall into the stage of self-absorption and chose to shut up.

Thinking that the tutoring stage was about to end, it was inevitable that he had some complicated emotions, Zheng Mo took out his mobile phone and prepared to sing a song, and by the way, he completed the KPI of the business.

As soon as he turned on his phone, Zheng Mo's private message was about to explode again.

Except for the previous reply to a string of question marks from Hei Tu Bu Confused, all the others asked, "Momo, is this you?"

Zheng Mo clicked on the additional link with a string of question marks.

In the video, there is a teenager running on the ridge, dressed very simply, although the shooting quality is not very good, the face is not clear, and the distance is very far, but it can still make the audience feel the positive beauty of the teenager, well, and the panic of striding and running. The video is not very long, and it ends abruptly after a dog barks.

The copy of the video is "The Zeitgeist of Contemporary Youth." ”

There are countless people in this dynamic comment, and there are only a string of hahahaha sounds left.

Even when he refreshed it, he found that this video was included in the folk comedy collection by some funny accounts just now.

... ...

Zheng Mo shouted with a kind face: "Xiaoli." ”

screamed twice, and Xiaoli woke up from her dream of being a strong woman: "What's wrong?"

"Explain why you even want to shoot this!I still have idol baggage!" Zheng Mo shook his phone.

"Oops, this is the instinct of being a professional material king... Aren't you an actor, what kind of baggage do you want? And I've already cut out the chase and the marriage proposal that you were chased by Hegel later. "Xiaoli is right.

Zheng Mo was speechless, and what he said seemed to be fine.

"Besides, I asked Sister Ximei about this yesterday... Sister Ximei agreed with me to send it. Anyway, you can't see your face clearly, at most they treat you as a country boy who grows up to look like "Zheng Mo". Xiaoli patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, my number is well disguised." ”

... ... Who cares if you disguise yourself well or not! Anyway, the person who went to the funny collection is Zheng Mo himself! What is happening now? As long as I don't admit it to death, it will never be my turn to lose face? Zheng Mo couldn't mourn more than die of heart, so he had to comfort himself so reluctantly.

didn't feel depressed for two seconds, Zheng Mo seemed to remember something, and immediately began to pluck it.

Immediately, in Xiaoli's stunned, she quickly completed twenty consecutive shots in a rather weird posture.

"Why do you suddenly take a selfie, although your photo is beautiful, but the angle of your photo is very embarrassing. Xiaoli commented silently.

"Learn to see the purpose behind it. Zheng Mo had a look of great wisdom on his face.

"Isn't it for the sake of business? Because of the celebration of the end of tutoring, this business is finally decent. Xiaoli was a little relieved.

"You're only half right. Zheng Mo shook his finger with a mysterious expression, "In addition to completing the KPI, another point is that I want to take the initiative!"

After speaking, he cracked and tapped on the keyboard of his mobile phone.