At the end of the month, everyone hurry up to see if they voted for Mu You, if Mu has voted, then vote for the old blind, otherwise it will be invalid......!

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Wang Bo quickly found the information he was looking for in the reading room on the second floor, and after hastily writing it down, he went downstairs to the assistant director's office, intending to take the finished "Rural Teacher" to Cheng Wenjin for tasting. Last time, he promised the other party that he would show it to the other party after he finished writing.

When I came to the first floor, I unexpectedly found that Cheng Wenjin's office was closed, and I pushed it with my hand, but I didn't push it open, and the door was locked. As a last resort, Wang Bo had no choice but to return to the reading room, feeling a little disappointed.

Today, in addition to checking the information, he also wants Cheng Wenjin to read the "masterpiece" that he has worked so hard to complete for ten years, and see what kind of expression will appear after reading the "mother-in-law". Cheng Wenjin was shocked by the fact that the last time the two had a good conversation in the library, and had a relatively in-depth exchange in the fields of literature and music, and felt that he had found a "year-old friend" who could have a dialogue at the spiritual level; for Wang Bo, Cheng Wenjin, the first high-educated woman he had encountered since his rebirth in addition to the school teacher, who had both appearance and wisdom and excellent temperament, was also full of surprises and many surprises.

In this way, it is not that Wang Bo has any evil thoughts about his "future mother-in-law", likes it, and even says that he is in love with his mother-in-law. He is not yet shameless, beastly, hungry and thirsty to the extent and point of "meat and vegetarian taboo".

Admire!

Just appreciation!

It can only be appreciated!

One is spiritually independent and soul-equal, and has at least temporarily reached a certain resonance in the two fields of literature and music. Friends of the opposite sex who have a "fourth type of feeling" for each other that is free from family affection, love, and friendship!

This is his attitude and thoughts towards his "mother-in-law". If you have to use one word to describe and summarize his feelings about Cheng Wenjin, "confidant" is probably the most appropriate word he can find at present.

In addition, Wang Bo also has a "little ninety-nine" in his heart. Although he couldn't find a specific reason, he didn't even say a word to the other party, and he only met twice, but with a man's intuition, he felt that his girlfriend's father looked polite. I'm afraid it's very difficult! There is an old saying here in the Quartet, which says, "The more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more happy she becomes." Compared with the "not very easy" father-in-law, Wang Bo still thinks that starting from the "better" mother-in-law is more secure and safe. As long as the mother-in-law likes her son-in-law. Plus Liang Ya. Two votes to one, no matter how much her father Liang Jingquan is not interested in him, or even opposes, I am afraid that it will not prevent him and Liang Ya from finally achieving a positive result.

Just as he was about to enter the reading room to continue writing his second sci-fi short story "Morning News Dao", Wang Bo caught a glimpse of the last time he and Cheng Wenjin were chatting in the reading room, chatting until the closing time was over, and finally the administrator was reminded by a library administrator.

"Sister Zhang, didn't my Aunt Cheng go to work today?" Wang Bo hurriedly walked up. asked in a whisper the administrator who was called Xiao Zhang by Cheng Wenjin last time.

"Ah, you are...... Assistant Cheng's nephew?" Xiao Zhang looked at Wang Bo's face. suddenly remembered the big boy in front of me who had a good conversation with Cheng Wenjin last time and chatted for a long time in the reading room, "Assistant Cheng didn't come today for leave." If you have something, you can call her from the library!"

"Oh, no, no, no! It's not a big deal! Thank you, Sister Zhang. You're busy, I'll check the information. Knowing that Cheng Wenjin was not at work today, Wang Bo said goodbye to Xiao Zhang and returned to the reading room to continue writing his novel.

When he wrote this, he forgot the time, and it wasn't until the administrator reminded him that the library was about to close, and Wang Bo woke up from the storyline.

When Wang Bo left the library gate, it was almost six o'clock, and the sky was dark.

Wang Bo, riding a bicycle, bypassed the gymnasium and rode along the Jinshui River all the way to his home in the printing factory community. White smoke rose from the barbecue stall by the Jinshui River one after another, wafting out with the smell of cumin barbecue, which stimulated Wang Bo's sense of smell and made him seem a little hungry all of a sudden.

So, Wang Bo exerted his feet, the speed of the bicycle increased sharply, and it didn't take long for him to finish riding a riverside barbecue street and reach a fork in the road. The fork in the road has two directions, one forward, leading to the neighborhood where he rents, and the other facing east, leading to the school and rice noodle shop. Wang Bo originally wanted to go home first to get something and then go to the rice noodle shop for dinner and self-study, but now he doesn't want to go home to get the desirable or not-to-take things after being hungry due to the smell of barbecue.

As soon as the faucet turned and was about to turn to the left, he suddenly saw two bicycles rushing from the front. A man and a woman were riding bicycles, the man in front and the woman behind, flying past his eyes. The speed of the two of them riding was really a bit fast, like two gusts of wind passing by his side, so that Wang Bo subconsciously looked back. The boy who had passed in front of him had already ridden a little farther, but the back of the girl who had just passed and followed closely behind the boy was clearly seen by him:

She has short hair and wears a navy blue women's school uniform. Although I can only see half of it, I can feel the slenderness of the owner's figure just by seeing this half. The slender figure is narrowly tucked in by the waist design of the No. 4 middle school lady's school uniform towards the middle, forming a perfect, thin, giving people a waistline that can only be grasped. As soon as the small and thin waist passed, it began to expand to the sides, drawing two graceful arcs. This is the other party's buttocks, stiff/curvy, and there is no lack of roundness. When the other party sits on a mountain bike and crawls on a bike, this feeling is especially prominent and strong.

Just by relying on this extremely familiar back, Wang Bo, who looked at the back of a woman, immediately knew who the person riding in front of him was:

Zhong Jiahui!

He didn't pay much attention to the girl he didn't pay much attention to after a National Day performance, and he was almost about to fade out of his memory.

"It's her! What is she doing in a hurry to the stadium when she doesn't go home or go to school? Moreover, she is still following behind a 'yellow hair'?" Seeing Zhong Jiahui from Class 8 riding behind a boy, Wang Bo suddenly became a little curious. This curiosity, of course, is because Zhong Jiahui was also one of the girls he had a crush on in his previous life. If it weren't for this reason, he would have glanced at it at most, flattened his mouth, and then he would have done something.

Wang Bo simply turned the bicycle in a different direction, and sat on the cushion of the mountain bike, one foot on the ground, with both hands, staring at the girl who should have gone home or back to school at this time, but was in the opposite direction.

Under Wang Bo's gaze, he saw Zhong Jiahui follow the boy in front of him, first riding directly forward, then turning right, riding towards the lawn on the right, and soon after, at the end of the lawn, that is, under the wall of the stadium. There, stood three seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys about the same size as Wang Bo. The three boys, all with dyed yellow hair, two of them smoking cigarettes and leaning freely beside the two bicycles, while the other stood in front of the two smoking boys like a little brother who had made a mistake.

As soon as Zhong Jiahui and the boy who led the way came, the two boys who were smoking immediately threw away their cigarette butts, smiled and greeted them. The submissive boy also followed, stood with Zhong Jiahui, pulled Zhong Jiahui's arm, opened and closed his mouth, and said something to Zhong Jiahui. Because of the distance and the darkness of the sky, Wang Bo could neither hear what those people were saying, nor could he see the expressions of those people clearly. But there are two things he can confirm:

One: Four boys, because of their yellow hair, cannot be students in the fourth middle school, either vocational high school students, or young people in mixed society.

Two: The boy who held Zhong Jiahui's arm and Zhong Jiahui didn't resist was either Zhong Jiahui's boyfriend, or her brother and other relatives.

The scene where the characters like the class flower and the school flower of the fourth middle school stay together with a few suspected gangsters, uh, to be honest, Wang Bo has only seen this kind of scene in many novels he has read in his previous life, but he has never seen it in reality.

Wang Bo, who had never seen the "Western View", suddenly became interested, simply jumped off the bicycle, set up the car, and looked at the corner of the gymnasium from a distance in a play-watching attitude.

Yes, until this moment, Wang Bo would not think that Zhong Jiahui, a girl who liked each other second only to Liang Ya in high school in his previous life, would encounter any danger and be compulsed. The novel is full of dangers, and there are often "heroes saving beauty". Moreover, the small county town where he was born and grew up is not like the Guanghan next door, and there has been the kind of black and astringent leader who can scare children to stop crying. The overall social atmosphere in the Quartet is still good.

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PS: I'm really sorry, the reward data in the background of the starting point still hasn't recovered when the old blind uploads the manuscript, and the old blind can't count the reward thank you list. A friend told the book review area that there is a place where the system posts can be counted, and I took a look and found that the time of the post on it was all messy. The information above is either repeated or omitted.

Only when the system is ready, I will thank you for the reward. I'm so sorry!(To be continued.) )