It was a nice morning, the sun was shining and everything was spring.

The sycamores, which grew a touch of fresh green, cast a light shadow on the ground, and the light was mottled.

After Meng Fan made breakfast, he sent it to Qiao Bo and Mrs. Yuan as usual, and when they saw Meng Fan, their eyes lit up and their expressions were surprisingly consistent.

And Mrs. Yuan still seemed to be worried that she didn't remember the secret, and felt guilty, telling Meng Fan that she was about to get there.

After breakfast, before going to school, Qu Shuyao asked Meng Fan to wait for her in the living room, walked back upstairs with some mystery, picked up something, put it in front of the stunned Meng Fan, and said, "Help me put it away, just receive it with your paper people." ”

Looking at the nine-headed body, with a long wig, painted willow leaves with curved eyebrows and big eyes, and wearing a fashionable dress, Meng Fan couldn't help but pout, but he didn't expect that overnight, Qu Shuyao would actually make that paper figure like this!

Compared with her, a gorgeous paper figure, Meng Fan suddenly felt that his paper figures were so dirty that they couldn't be seen, like wild people in the primeval forest.

"Let her take two steps and show me. Qu Shuyao blinked, excited but tired eyes.

"Oh. Meng Fan used his spiritual magic to control Qu Shuyao's female paper figure to walk back and forth in the living room a few times, with a myriad of manners and a fluttering demeanor, as if she had walked down from a comic, in addition, I don't know if it was also contaminated with the smell of Qu Shuyao's body, which was fragrant and quite intoxicating.

"Not bad. Qu Shuyao nodded her delicate and fair chin with satisfaction, and glanced at Meng Fan, "This paper figure will be put there for you first, and when I need it, you will help me release it." ”

After that, as if he remembered something, he advised: "Such a good-looking paper figure, usually you don't secretly take it out to, such as when you can't sleep...... You men, sometimes it's very ...... It's very that. ”

Meng Fan was speechless for a while, stretched out his hand and put the female paper figure into the Qiankun space, and planned to go to the garage to drive, but heard Qu Shuyao say: "By the way, Brother Bu Shoes, you have the ability to pick up things in the air, you have time to teach me, I have too many clothes, if I learn it, it will be much more convenient to take clothes in the future." ”

Qu Shuyao was very serious when she said this, not like a joke.

Meng Fan didn't hear it, hurriedly walked to the garage, started the very low-key Audi A4, and drove to the school with Qu Shuyao.

"Brother Cloth Shoes, help me think of a name for the female paper man, it's better. Qu Shuyao sat in the co-pilot, tilted his head, and glanced at Meng Fan with his watery eyes, "Didn't you go to college, take a poetic and picturesque one, and overwhelm the crowd when you hear it." ”

Meng Fan, who does not have a driver's license, holds the steering wheel in his hand, his eyes look straight ahead, and he looks like an old driver, but he is really not good at this kind of thing, pillars, spring ploughing, two evils, and Xiuxiang...... The names of the villagers in the village are not poetic, and the name of Xiaoxi is better, but he didn't think about perfunctory Qu Shuyao, and after thinking about it, he said, "...... When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. How about a name for this poem?"

Qu Shuyao pursed her red lips and made a contemplative gesture, feeling that the artistic conception of this poem was very good, and it really had a bit of a sense of overwhelming the crowd, so she nodded and said, "What name can this poem take?"

"This poem praises the golden chrysanthemum of September, it is better to call it ...... Chrysanthemums?"

"What?!"

"Jin Ju?"

“……”

"Juxiang?"

"Meng Fan, you bastard!"

If it weren't for seeing Meng Fan driving, Qu Shuyao almost couldn't help but fly up and kick Meng Fan off the car, such a beautiful paper man, what is the name of this!

What's even more terrifying is that she often goes online and knows that chrysanthemums have other meanings on the Internet!

Thinking of that terrible shape, Qu Shuyao put her fingertips on her forehead like a shallot, and the sky swirled for a while, she picked up her phone hatefully, clicked it a few times, and then showed a happy smile: "...... Let's call it September. ”

"Oh, the most beautiful thing in September is the chrysanthemum. Meng Fan said seriously, he really didn't think much about it.

In September, the mountain of golden chrysanthemums is in full bloom, and the whole village is enveloped in chrysanthemums, and even Ah Fu can't help but run into the flowers to roll a few times.

Qu Shuyao decided not to talk to Meng Fan anymore, and the car became silent along the way.

Meng Fan didn't know that Qu Shuyao pointed a little on his mobile phone just now, and his bank card that was deducted by Qu Shuyao was missing another 50,000 yuan, plus the 100,000 yuan that was previously donated to the school's poverty alleviation activities, it was already less than 150,000 yuan!

At this time, Mo Li and Lin Jing had already arrived at the classroom, and as soon as they found a seat and sat down, Lin Jing put the mobile phone in front of Mo Li, and said softly: "Sister Xiaoli, Brother Nabu Shoes donated another 50,000 yuan, I really can't stop it! ”

"This person has this heart, it's still good, if he looks more handsome, you can chase him. Mo Li smiled, his eyes swept over the classroom, but he didn't see a face, but he also took out his mobile phone and added 50,000 yuan to the donation project, which was on par with Meng Fan.

Lin Jing blushed, smiled and slapped Mo Li lightly.

At the same time, Yuan Tianyu, who was walking to the classroom, got the news, his face sank, even if he was from the Yuan family, it was a little difficult to take out 150,000 yuan, and the living expenses that his son Yuan Shi gave him were only 10,000 yuan per month.

"Boss, your six dollars are compared to the 150,000 yuan of Brother Bu Shoes...... It's a bit less, indeed. The little brother named Liangzi, walking beside Yuan Nantian, didn't notice Yuan Tianyu's face, looked at his phone and said, "That kid hasn't shown up yet, he has already won a lot of people's hearts, and a female classmate just sent me a message, asking me if I know Brother Bu Shoes, and I scolded him back, boss, I feel that your status in the class has been greatly impacted." ”

"Rush a fart!" Yuan Tianyu scolded sharply, "You gather a few people, I want to talk to this new classmate, there is money, right, we haven't gone out for a big meal for a long time, just knock him!"

"I'll see it!" Ryoko smiled evilly, and sent a message on his mobile phone in Yuan Tianyu's younger brother group, and from time to time many people responded, claiming to temper the cloth shoes classmate who was not long-eyed, grenades, kitchen knives, daggers, and pistols...... All kinds of expressions representing violence are constantly swiping the screen in the group.

But Meng Fan, the person concerned, doesn't know anything about this.

After arriving at the school, Meng Fan parked the car in the parking lot, Qu Shuyao dutifully took him to the teacher's office building, and admonished: "Brother Bushoe, although you are my bodyguard, but this is the school after all, we can't be too public, it's better to pretend not to know, what is the matter with you, don't look for me, but I have something, you have to show up as soon as possible, you know?"

"Cheng!" Meng Fan nodded, and didn't feel that there was anything abnormal, so he walked into the teaching building alone to register, but unexpectedly met a fellow countryman......

PS: Some relatives ask how much the group is.,In fact, there's a top post.,Welcome everyone to join.,Penguin's ...... That group is 6725377, and Qingchen is waiting for everyone inside. How many big red envelopes do you send at night?

(End of chapter)

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