Wu Fen thought that it didn't help much to find Liu Shucheng this time, he even saved the investigation process, determined that she plagiarized someone else's paper, and proposed to postpone the issuance of the graduation certificate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he made a guarantee to send a place for the research institute, Wu Fen was still unwilling to be wronged like this, thinking of the strange eyes of the classmates in the dormitory, she felt uncomfortable.

So Wu Fen took out her mobile phone and called Xiao Shan, and instructed him to send someone to BGI to investigate, and by the way, she got the monitoring she had used to check the index materials of the paper.

When she put down the phone, Wu Fen felt a little uncomfortable, and she wanted to fall asleep.

It's just that before she got up, she heard the sound of a key turning at the door outside, and when she looked over, she happened to see Yang Mao carrying a few bags of things and gently pushing the door open, "Uh, you're at home, why didn't you go to school?" Yang Mao walked in, put things on the coffee table, and put the camouflage jacket on the drying rack.

Wu Fen smiled, "I'm about to graduate, and there's nothing going on in school." By the way, it's such a nice weather outside, you don't have to train? ”

Yang Mao had already heard the rumors about Wu Fen at BGI, and he rushed back in a hurry because of this matter, this time Wu Fen did not complain but smiled, and his previous anxiety also faded, "What's going on with your paper?" ”

Afraid that Wu Fen would mistakenly think that he believed the rumors, Yang Mao hurriedly explained: "I heard from my classmate's friend at BGI, of course I believe that you will not plagiarize this matter, but who is it from?" ”

Wu Fen approached the coffee table, took out a packet of spiced melon seeds from the bag and swallowed it. Seeing that Yang Mao was waiting for her to answer, he smiled lightly and comforted: "What else can I do, someone must hate me to do this, but I have already asked someone to check, I hope I can find what I want." ”

"You, it's really hard to put your mind at ease." Yang Mao poured a glass of lemonade from the kitchen, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, poured the water spinach in the bag into the empty blue seed, and found a low stool to sit down.

"I'll make you ready, and I'll have something to go out later. I won't be back in the evening. When you sleep alone, remember to lock the door. Don't push the windows too wide at night and be careful of catching a cold. ”

Yang Mao stretched out his slender hand, and saw that the ten fingers were neatly trimmed, and there was not a trace of dirt between the nails. It goes well with the white shirt he wears. The sun shines in from outside. His mature and restrained face was coated with a halo, and his whole body was bathed in sunlight, stabbing Wu Fen's tears on the other side almost falling.

"I know. It's just that you and Jiajia aren't going to get married at the end of the year? How is the house ready? ”

Seeing that Yang Mao's face instantly turned cold when he heard this, Wu Fen had to cough twice in embarrassment, got up and took the kettle to water the hibiscus flowers outside.

Far away, Yang Mao sighed for a long time: "This marriage can't be concluded after all." ”

It's a pity that through the glass, Wu Fen, who was busy outside, never heard it.

After eating, Yang Mao asked Wu Fen about the preparation process of the thesis in a roundabout way, and then pushed the door and left.

When he went out, Yang Mao went to Han's house.

It was Han Chang who opened the door, and when he saw that it was Yang Mao, Han Chang was unhappy: "My brother is not at home, don't keep running to my house." ”

Han's mother in the back room was shaving old pumpkin, preparing to cook gray noodles to eat at night, when she heard the sound outside, she knew that it was a visitor, so she quickly stood up and leaned against the wall and walked outside, "Chang, Xiaomao cares about Xiao'er, don't talk so impulsively." ”

"It's fine." Yang Mao saw that it was not convenient for the old man to walk, so he hurriedly came over and handed over the handle, "I'm here to send a passbook for Han Xiao." ”

Han Mu took a small bag sewn with a tarpaulin, touched it with her hand, and her godless eyes narrowed into a slit, "Xiao Mao, is Xiao'er really so profitable in that oil business?" You see, in just a few years, I bought a house and a car in a big city, and now I still ask people to send money here and there. ”

Han Chang next to him had his hair covering his face, and his face had traces of being pinched by his nails, and when he heard Han's mother's words, he glanced at Yang Mao, reluctantly poured a glass of water, and sat on the sofa and picked up the remote control to change the channel.

After a while, someone outside pushed the door, and it turned out that Han's father had returned from the vegetable market.

Father Han saw Yang Mao when he entered the door, and saw that the old woman was still chattering, so he couldn't help but say: "Our Xiao'er is Lingfan, if it weren't for Xiao Mao and Wu Fen to help us, how could we live such a comfortable life now." ”

"That's true, but why hasn't Hezhu's girl seen recently?" Han Mu smiled deeply and put away the fold, and brought up other topics.

Yang Mao got up to greet Father Han and handed over a cigarette.

"Hezhu is about to graduate, of course he doesn't have time to run to us." Father Han has smoked paper cigarettes all his life, but he didn't expect that he would have such a great blessing to smoke good cigarettes when he was old, and his whole old face was flushed.

Mother Han here felt the same, she looked at Hezhu's girl and was down-to-earth, and she had a heart for his Xiao'er.

It is said that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and except for Han Chang, who is not very comfortable, the rest of the people in the room finish their meals with smiles on their faces.

After sending Yang Mao away, Father Han closed the door gently, and began to teach his daughter with a straight face, "Chang'er, the older you are, the more ignorant you are." Xiaomao was kind enough to send us something, you see what kind of attitude you have, and they don't owe us. ”

"It's against me, I suspect that Wu Fen did something to my son Wang Zhi, because she is Zhi'er's agent, not only taking care of Zhi'er's daily life, but also single-handedly running Zhi'er's acting career." Han Chang thought of her son who was not angry at all in the Wang family, so she couldn't help but complain about Wu Fen, she always felt that Wu Fen was not as pure as she seemed to be, and she must have done something sorry for her son.

It's an old saying. Han's father was so angry that his face turned green, and he pointed to his daughter's forehead and scolded: "Everyone says that it is not Wu Fen's fault, it is that he is not deeply involved in the matter, and he does not know the depth of the entertainment industry, so he did something wrong and ruined his own career." Why do you keep thinking about Wu Fen? It is true that she is Zhi'er's agent, but her good to Zhi'er is obvious to all, not only Zhi'er himself, but even people in the circle evaluate Wu Fen's goodness. ”

"Maybe Wu Fen pretended to do it?" Han Chang couldn't recognize her son, but she always cared about the child's every move, "Anyway, I think Wu Fen and Yang Mao are in the same group, I will still be like this when they come once in the future, don't come if you don't like it." ”

After speaking, Han Chang threw the remote control and entered the bedroom.

Mother Han heard that her daughter was angry, and hurriedly said that the old man was not, "No matter what, Chang'er is not an unreasonable person, how can you say that about her?" (To be continued.) )