Seeing Wen Xiaotang and the others, Gu Yu twisted his face to the side, pulled An An and left. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info, but she still heard a disdainful voice behind her back, "Huh, Tu Niuer!" ”

"What's going on?" An An asked.

"Nothing!" Gu Yu shook his head. "Let's find a place to rest for a while, there are so many people and things that it makes people dizzy!"

"Okay, go upstairs and eat!"

The two ran to the food city on the sixth floor, and An An said that if he wanted to eat cold skin, then eat cold skin.

As soon as Liangpi came up, An An was a little impatient, she said that she had eaten it several years ago, and then later, she had no chance to eat outside. The spicy must be from Xi'an, otherwise it will not be fragrant.

Gu Yu smiled, she often eats this thing when she is floating outside, it's cheap!

As a result, An An picked two chopsticks and stopped eating, saying that it was not the same taste that he had eaten in the past. Gu Yu continued to eat, she had never leftovers.

An An put down his chopsticks and sighed. Gu Yu knew that the topic was coming.

She ate slowly and listened to An An's story.

The story begins a few days ago.

Qian Cheng, the general manager of Wanlian Communication's Beijing branch, really fulfilled his promise, and as soon as Fang Zhimo came back, he called An An to report to him, and told An An where to find Fang Zhimo.

An An was very excited, but she was also afraid.

She couldn't understand her state, even if she imagined it a thousand times, when she really wanted to see Fang Zhimo, she was at a loss. She only knew that people should be brave enough to love what she loved, but she was at a loss as to what kind of technology was needed.

However, time could not help her. If you hesitate any longer, Eighty-Six Middle School should close.

That's right, the meeting place is this strange public place. Qian Cheng said in particular that it is better to meet for the first time in public.

That eighty-six middle school engaged in socialized management and rented out certain periods of the lighting stadium, which means that An An and Fang Zhimo's first meeting will be a vibrant place.

An An hurried downstairs, uneasily checking his clothes as he went downstairs. Casual attire, yes, isn't it hilarious to wear a formal outfit at the Stadium of Lights? What's more, when she meets a suitable person for the first time, she must not let herself be nervous, and she should be able to relax herself by wearing casual clothes.

"Why are you going?"

Coincidentally, I caught up with my mother, Jiang Shangzhou, and came out. She took the small snacks she had made, probably wanting to go upstairs and ask her daughter for a full score.

"Mom!" An An fixed herself on the stairs. She's deciding whether to tell the truth.

"You're in trouble!" The big reporter rolled his eyes and put down the plate.

"I-" She decided to tell the truth, if she lied, there was a lot of hole in the back to fill, so let's save some trouble!

However, to be honest, the result did not surprise her - the big reporter decided to go out with her!

"Oh my God, how can a daughter go out on a date and bring her mother? Reporter Jiang Da, are you sure that you are the new woman of the 21st century? She immediately objected.

Reporter Jiang smiled siniskly and asked, "My good daughter, are you sure this is a date?" Did he ask you out? ”

"Uh-" Yao An'an, the little young sprout, was asked. By the way, did they ask her out? At most, the informant gave her a message to arrest her. Looking at this meaning, does my mother want to arrest her together?

However, how can my mother wipe her away?

The big reporter spoke: "My daughter has been on TV, are you still afraid that her mother will follow?" ”

An An was asked again. She was very afraid of the closure of the eighty-sixth middle school, so her brain was a little messy, and she didn't understand until she got in the car, although she did look for people all over the world, and her face was already very thick, but letting her mother stand next to her was another problem, she grew up, and she didn't want her mother to help her get on the horse and give her a ride in this kind of thing.

However, the big journalists are really clingy. She reassured her as she drove. "An An, it's not that my mother has to be a detective, you look at the current time, it's eight o'clock in the evening, if it goes well, we went almost nine o'clock, and the outcome of the conversation can't be predicted, your emotions are ...... Isn't there anyone there to take care of it? Think about it again, what time do you come back, how can this make my mother feel at ease? ”

"I'd rather be with the Qi family than with my mother!" She was angry.

But no matter how angry you are, your mother will follow, and she will follow when you drive out by yourself, what's the use?

pouted until the eighty-sixth middle school, pressed his mother's press card in the guard duty room, and the two went in.

The stadium is brightly lit. There are more than a dozen people who play, although they are all amateurs, they still wear the clothes of the red and blue teams decently, and the confrontation is unambiguous.

"An An, which one is it, show it to your mother!" The big reporter sat in the stands and pulled out her professional equipment, the telescope.

"Mom!" An An stretched out her hand and pressed her mother, feeling that it was a shame to take her out. "BLU Five!" She snorted.

Mom nodded, and pulled out her bag again, this time she pulled out her glasses—one hundred and fifty degrees, which she didn't normally wear.

"Well, the image is good, my daughter has a good eye!"

"Well, it's a lot of leadership on the field, not bad!"

"Oh, he's swearing! …… However, Tyson bites people in a hurry, and it's nothing! ”

The big reporter was watching and commenting there alone, An An felt more and more embarrassed today, which made Fang Zhimo see how much he despised her!

At halftime, Qian Cheng craned his neck to look at this side, then slapped the hand of Zhimo below and ran over first. Fang Zhimo hesitated for a moment, and followed with a bottle of water.

"Hello Uncle Qian!" An An stood up and said hello obediently, but his eyes quickly glanced at the handsome guy Fang behind him.

Qian Cheng laughed, and was about to say something, when he suddenly spotted Reporter Jiang in the seat.

According to An An's understanding, his mother didn't know him. But Qian Cheng, a human spirit, said something that broke the mystery that his mother deliberately kept, and they were embarrassed by each other.

"You're An An's mother, right?"

Reporter Jiang had no choice but to stand up and shake hands with him. "My daughter is not sensible, I'm causing you trouble!"

This time it was Fang Zhimo's turn to be at a loss.

……

An An said: "Gu Yu, think about it, how can there be a mother and daughter who greet the mother and daughter at the same time when they meet for the first time, is this a blind date?" If I were Fang Zhimo, I would either laugh three times or turn around and walk away. ”

Gu Yu asked: "Then did he laugh maniacally or turn around and leave?" ”

"He has nothing!" An An sighed, but couldn't hide the smile on the corner of her mouth. As if she was proud of him, she said, "He said, 'Good evening, both!'" ’”

"Oh, that's good!" Gu Yu admired.

"Of course it's good!" An An couldn't hide her smug look. "He's very decent, you know, if it were me, I wouldn't know if my mother should be called eldest sister or aunt at that age and temperament, he wouldn't call anything but appropriate!"

Gu Yu asked, "What happened later?" ”

"Then we watched the game, and after watching it for a while, my mother pulled me away!" Her voice faded into loneliness.

"That's it?" Gu Yu was a little surprised.

"Ah, that's not it!" An An said angrily: "How can my mother say it in others? ”

"Oh!" Gu Yu sighed, and he didn't know if An An was right. She had no experience with this kind of thing.

"Later, Qian Cheng called me. Qian Cheng let me listen to a recording. There was some helpless sadness in An An's voice.

Gu Yu pricked up his ears.

With the recording, what rhythm is this?

Gu Yu, he said, he can't handle personal matters, he doesn't plan to think about his marriage. He doesn't want to fall in love now, he doesn't want a girl to waste his youth for him. He also said, sister, I am twenty-seven, when you grow up, I am old, we are two generations at all, you concentrate on your studies while finding a person of the same age around you, the joy of bubble gum or marshmallows, you should taste everything you should taste at this age, you don't need to pin any hope on my old roots, I can't give you anything......"

Gu Yu was dumbfounded.

After a long time, this is the result - the beautiful An An was rejected!

"Hey, do you say that he is a good man?" An An looked infatuated.