Bearing Meng Caiwei's grievances all the way back to the bedroom, from daring to hang up my phone inexplicably to raising a succulent plant, it is said that the succulent is what does it have to do with him if she raised it to death, just because he is also succulent, but she has to apologize to him, why do you still complain......

Well, once Meng Caiwei turns on the resentment mode, Meng Fan can only bear it silently, and at other times, it will be okay to reply a few words, and then he will have to go back...... Meng Caiwei's resentment will be even greater, and it will be herself who will suffer at that time.

While.

Finally, when Meng Caiwei finished chattering and hung up the phone and entered the dormitory building, a hurried figure rushed out of it and bumped into Meng Fan head-on, and then bounced back.

Meng Fan was also depressed, it was the guy last time, was his sense of existence too strong, and he was bumped into by the same person in the same place twice in a row.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

The hurried figure got up, patted his buttocks, and saw that it was Meng Fan, and he was also apologetic.

Seeing Meng Fan swing his hand upstairs, he scratched his head, how could he hit him.

Hmm? It seems that this time it hurts a lot more than last time. Is Meng Fan's body harder than last time, or is he rushing more fiercely this time?

Meng Fan returned to the dormitory, and the other three were already there.

Put down the painting tube and asked the three of them: "How do you arrange the eleventh holiday?"

It's the end of September, and it's about to be the first long vacation after the start of school.

"I went back to my hometown and bought my ticket. Xing Tage pointed to Chen Daqiang and Zhang, and said, "The two of them just discussed and made an appointment to go to NJ to play on the eleventh, and each brought his girlfriend." If you're going too, I'll introduce a girl to accompany you, so you don't have to be a light bulb and be fed dog food. ”

"Forget it. ”

Meng Fan originally planned to ask them what the arrangements were, and if there were no arrangements, they would go to Shanghai to watch the concert together.

Before being reborn, Meng Fan took Chen Daqiang, who was depressed by the beating, with him, but the effect was average.

After being reborn, Chen Daqiang was not beaten or depressed, but was with Wei Zhixue in advance.

Since it was all arranged, Meng Fan didn't mention this stubble, so as not to make a fuss and ask all kinds of questions when he got it.

Regarding the fact that Meng Caiwei is his sister, it is no better than the witch Qin Geng who is his/his mother's student, and the latter can still be said when asked by others, and the former should try not to say it to avoid some trouble.

Ten kilometers in the morning the next day, it took 1 hour, 11 minutes and 53 seconds, which was a lot better than yesterday, and I was really familiar with the body after adding 2 endurance.

There is still a live broadcast, and the number of viewers is a lot more than the last early morning, with an online peak of 233 people, so many people watching others run so early, it is indeed quite 233.

There are also nearly 600 viewers, and mosquitoes are small and meaty.

"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, don't forget. ”

Wu Tong arrived at the playground later than Meng Fan, but she only ran 8 kilometers, and her speed was much faster than Meng Fan, so when Meng Fan finished running and was ready to stretch, she had already completed the stretching.

She will go to the Weima event site early tomorrow morning and will not come for a morning run, so she reminded Meng Fan in advance.

Thinking that he would not come for a morning run, he added: "Don't come here tomorrow morning to brush up on the circle and go again." ”

"Well, I remember. Meng Fan nodded, seeing that Wu Tong was about to leave, he thought about it, and still asked with courage, "Do you have any arrangements for Eleven?"

Wu Tong said with a smile: "My fifteenth brother is getting married and going back to Shanghai. ”

Meng Fan was stunned for a moment, he remembered that it was the thirteenth brother last time, and then his eyes lit up: "Are you going back to Shanghai?"

Wu Tong asked, "Hmm." What's wrong?"

Meng Fan blushed for a moment, then nodded, and said with a slight stump: "That's the case, I have two tickets for Su Qingcen's concert on October 5th in Shanghai, and I originally went with my roommate, but he couldn't go because of something temporary, so I wanted to find someone to go with, so I asked if you were interested." ”

"Of course I have!"

Wu Tong agreed very happily, so happy that Meng Fan felt a little unreal, he only planned to ask, and he was not even one percent sure.

"Brother Shanjin's concert tour, I have set an alarm clock and still haven't grabbed tickets for Shanghai and Hangzhou, I went back to Shanghai this time and thought about buying scalper tickets, I didn't expect you to have it, great!"

Wu Tong was very happy, took out the mobile phone in his arm bag, and asked, "How much is the ticket, I will transfer it to you now." ”

Meng Fan, who was so beautiful in his heart, waved his hand again and again: "My ticket was also given by others." ”

"That's not good, what others gave you is also for you, and I will give you how much it should be worth. "Wu Tong is very serious.

This made Meng Fan embarrassed, if it was an ordinary ticket, Wu Tong was very insistent, it would be easy to say four or five hundred, five or six hundred, but his own ticket was infield, and it would be very embarrassing if it exceeded Wu Tong's budget.

After thinking about it, he said, "It's a little inappropriate for someone else to give me a ticket and sell it for money." In this way, when I go to Shanghai, you invite me to dinner. ”

"That's fine, but you can't be polite to me then. Wu Tong felt that what Meng Fan said was true, so he put away his mobile phone.

Meng Fan smiled: "I'll be polite about other things, but I'm really not polite about eating." ”

When Wu Tong heard this, he said, "Then I think you have to eat less!"

Unexpectedly invited Wu Tong to watch the concert together, Meng Fan didn't mention how beautiful his mood was, and this good mood was maintained until he left the school gate after lunch and was ready to take the bus to Songcheng.

Guess what Meng Fan saw?

A Smart!

Such a petite body is so conspicuous in Meng Fan's eyes.

In Meng Fan, these two Smarts are definitely the existence of 100 points of presence!

"Anchor Meng!"

Obviously, Meng Fan's sense of presence is also very strong, and as soon as he arrived at the school gate, Smart's car window rolled down, revealing the bright smile of a young man Tsuji.

Walk!

Meng Fan pretended not to see anything and didn't hear anything, and strode towards the bus stop, where a bus had just stopped, and it didn't matter how many buses it was, let's talk about it.

Dude, it's not this anchor playing a big name, it's really your car that's too cruel.

"Nima is still following!"

All the way to the gate of Song City, Meng Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Anchor Meng, you got on the wrong car just now, right? You must be in too much of a hurry!" Tsuji Choo stopped the car and bought a ticket to catch up with Meng Fan, and said with a serious face: "Next time you want to come to Songcheng to broadcast live, or go to another place to broadcast live outdoors, say in the live broadcast room, I will pick you up at the school gate on time." Of course, it is best to leave a WeChat. ”

Meng Fan really wanted to ask, did you do it on purpose?

Boom.

Coincidentally, the place where the young man Tsuji caught up with Meng Fan happened to be downstairs at the city gate, and just after saying this heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching words of Meng Fan's heart, Miss Wang upstairs at the city gate A hydrangea properly fell on Meng Fan.

"This Nima is too powerful!"

The young man Tsuji watched with a confused look at Meng Fan being invited to the city gate tower by the family, and then watched Meng Fan's praise dance performance with a confused face, and the whole person was not good.

Could it be that I made too much of a joke and drove Anchor Meng crazy?