Chapter 82: I earn 30,000 a month
Walk into the private room.
As soon as I entered, I saw Liu Yun sitting next to a man, shoulder to shoulder, whispering something, the hairstyle of the man with his head down was very simple, as if he was saying something interesting, which made his girlfriend next to him laugh.
I saw that all the roommates were present.
Liu Yun looked up and waved at them happily.
The man also raised his head at the right time, and subconsciously appeared with a confident and appropriate smile.
But then, his smile froze.
Song Qianwen's smile also froze at the same time. The two of them looked at each other with a deep sense of surprise and embarrassment in each other's eyes.
"Song Jinxin, you kid!"
Song Qianwen glared at him fiercely, but she didn't immediately expose the relationship between the two, which was too embarrassing on such an occasion.
And Song Jinxin was also like being scorched by a thunderbolt falling from the sky.
What is this?
My own sister is actually the long-coveted goddess roommate?
Whining.
Why do you have such beautiful roommates and never mention it?
Do you know how difficult it is for your brother and me, how much effort it took to create all kinds of chance encounters, and how much hardship I have endured to get a beautiful woman?
He looked at Song Qianwen blankly.
Fortunately, the different color on the latter's face disappeared in a flash, and he followed the crowd and took a seat.
It doesn't seem to mean to break the relationship between the two.
Song Jinxin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and a gentlemanly smile appeared on his face, "Ladies and gentlemen, you are all Liu Yun's roommates, so you don't have to be polite to me, you can eat whatever you want." ”
After saying this, he coughed a few times unconsciously.
couldn't help but glance at Song Qianwen weakly.
With the old lady here, pretending to be a Lady is naturally not happy.
Even Song Qianwen has always turned a blind eye to his performance......
Meanwhile.
Zhang Mingyuan, a dog-headed military advisor who was far away in the sky, couldn't help but nod his head when he looked at the live audio and video sent back by high technology on the computer screen.
Until now, Song Jinxin's performance has not made any big mistakes.
The special training has been quite effective for so long, at least it is no longer the straight male advanced cancer syndrome patient who smashed his head at the beginning.
In the face of girls, they are more and more comfortable and handy.
However, the moment he saw Song Qianwen, the whole person opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
"This, this. ”
The whole body seems to have been scorched by the thunder on a sunny day.
After a long pause, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Ning Lang.
"Slut, are you there?"
"Is it there? ”
"The slut is not there, but it is bubbling up. ”
"What's wrong? I'm dying, I need my dad to see you one last time?"
Ning Lang was thinking about the next plot development when he suddenly heard the mobile phone vibrating violently on the table.
So he grabbed it in his hand and looked at it, and replied jokingly.
"Nima, die, I'm looking for you on business. ”
"Do you know who the girl you asked me to help with the four golden bubbles last time?"
"Who?
"Grass, no culture, the goddess is called Venus, Vi-ye-na is a place. ”
Zhang Mingyuan keenly grasped the flaws in Ning Lang's words and took the opportunity to express his disgust.
"Hey, it's pretty much the same anyway, and there will be transliteration problems when translated into Spanish. Ning Lang didn't admit it, and found a shameless excuse.
Zhang Mingyuan not only scoffed, "Shen Nima transliteration problem, I have only heard of Mary, Marry, there is a relationship between the two completely different pronunciations of Venus and Vi-ye-Na?
"Well, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, one generation is stronger than the next, and the son is better than the father, which makes me deeply gratified. ”
"You!"
Zhang Mingyuan, who was on the other side of the computer, was once again angry with this ghost logic.
In terms of bickering, he rarely takes advantage, so he gives full play to the advantages of promoting his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses, and takes the initiative to change the topic, "The last time Sijin asked me to make that girl, it was your Song Qianwen's roommate!"
"Oh, so what? It's not my roommate. ”
Ning Lang disagreed.
"Damn, don't you think it's dramatic? Don't you think the world is small? Don't you feel the urge to recite a poem?"
"I have the urge to send you back to the West, and I waste my labor time just to talk about this trivial matter. ”
"Hey, you're not a writer, art comes from life higher than life, you have to have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering the bits and pieces of life, in order to create down-to-earth, resonant works, do you know ????"
Although the V letter chat was just cold text, it was not difficult for Ning Lang to imagine that Zhang Mingyuan was pretending to be serious.
In this regard, he just said lightly, "These truths are too profound, I am more vulgar, and I only care about how much I can get a month now." ”
"Well, you can't do that, money corrupts. ”
"I earn 30,000 a month. ”
"Details determine success or failure! Thinking determines the future!"
"I earn 30,000 a month. ”
"You can't do that, stories need souls, and they can't be polluted by the smell of copper! ”
"I earn 30,000 a month. ”
"Horse, when have you been so shameless? ”
"I earn 30,000 a month. ”
"You're not the enthusiastic and innocent man I know. ”
"Well, I earn 30,000 a month. ”
"Advice is against the ear, good medicine is bitter, you can't help but listen to it. ”
"Well, I'm earning three ...... a month."
This time, before Ning Lang finished typing, Zhang Mingyuan was busy typing out the second sentence.
"The 30,000 yuan that went to Nima, the food and books owed to Lao Tzu, the same can not be less, get out!"
At the end of the words, there was also an expression of scolding and anger to the point of breathing fire.
Seeing this, Ning Lang couldn't help but sigh.
He didn't care much, anyway, if it was really what Zhang Mingyuan said, after the dinner, Song Qianwen would definitely talk to him about it.
In a few days, he will go to Shuangqiao University to attend a symposium, and the organizers asked him to prepare a speech.
That's the first thing he needs to do right now.
After all, it was a symposium with social significance, and the location in the university was also a test for him.
Song Qianwen's side.
Song Jinxin forced himself to pretend to be bold and cheerful, but in fact, his little eyes kept looking at Song Qianwen.
Liu Yun noticed that something was wrong with him, so she leaned in and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"Huh?"
Song Jinxin hurriedly snorted and forced a dry smile, "What's wrong?"
"It feels like you're not in your mind. ”
"Uh, that, haha, I'm thinking about life. ”
Song Jinxin scratched his head and laughed.
"Thinking about life?"
The roommates looked curious, "Seeing that you are not very old, you have a plan for the future." ”
"Haha, that's a must, man, you have to think long-term, look far. ”
"It's important to know what you want to do, what you want to do, what you need. ”
These words almost made the prawns that Song Qianwen had just eaten squirt out of her mouth.
She lowered her head and kept rolling her eyes, and she almost couldn't help but jump up and tear off Song Jinxin's veil of hypocrisy.
But even more speechless is yet to come.
I only heard Liu Yun follow the handle and ask, "Then have you figured it out, what do you want to do, what do you want to do, what do you need?"
"Of course. ”
Song Jinxin put down the chopsticks, turned around affectionately, held Liu Yun's soft pulse and said, "I want to make you happy, I want to do everything to make you happy and happy, and I need you to always be by my side." ”
"Hmm~coughcoughcough!"
Song Qianwen was agitated when she heard this, she didn't control it, the food choked into the trachea, and the whole person coughed violently.