"Lin Chenfei is rich and handsome, he will soon be aesthetically tired of Lan Beibei, and in the end, he will definitely find a pure girl like me - such a girl is qualified to marry into a wealthy family. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Looking at Miao Ling's narcissistic expression, Tong Xiaotian couldn't help asking, "Miao Xiaohua, should you also like ......?"

Miao Ling hurriedly denied: "Go, go, I don't like Lin Chenfei's little white face, I like a big man who stands up to the sky." ”

"That's that, how can Lin Chenfei be worthy of our Miao School flower."

Of course, Miao Ling would not have thought that although Tong Xiaotian complimented her one by one "school flower", she wished that she was the school flower. Not long after, Tong Xiaotian also went to Time Plastic Surgery Hospital and asked the doctor to make her like Miao Ling, especially, she liked Miao Ling's awl face very much. Fortunately, the doctor who received Tong Xiaotian was very kind and told her that plastic surgery must be based on her facial features, and she couldn't play around.

"I don't feel pretty, and it's stressful to stand on the edge of the school in my dormitory, and I'm distressed." Before leaving, Tong Xiaotian revealed her heart to the doctor. In fact, she hates both Lan Beibei and Miao Ling, and it can even be said that she disagrees with most of Miao Ling's views, but she never refutes Miao Ling, and she echoes what Miao Ling says.

When Tong Xiaotian returned to the dormitory from the hospital, Lan Beibei was tidying up things with Lin Chenfei, saying that she had rented a house outside the school and wanted to move out.

"I didn't quit the dormitory, so I didn't have to go to the dormitory office to submit an application, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether the school would allow me to live off-campus."

After listening to Lan Beibei's words, of course Tong Xiaotian couldn't ask for it, so that there was more space in the dormitory for sundries, so he promised that he would not report this matter to the school.

The house rented by Lan Beibei is diagonally opposite the school, about a 20-minute walk. Although this house is only one bedroom and one living room, the windows are bright and clean, and even the squatting pit in the bathroom is snow-white, and there is no stolen goods to be found.

"Little Piggy, will you live here in the future?" Lin Chenfei, who came to help move, was a little worried that it would be unsafe for his girlfriend to live alone outside the school in the future.

But Lan Beibei replied nonchalantly while packing up her things: "I don't want to live in a dormitory anymore, it's boring to live with Miao Ling and Tong Xiaotian." ”

"Then you have to be careful if you live alone."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Lan Beibei hugged Lin Chenfei from behind, and gently rubbed her head against his neck: "Actually, then again, I have to thank Miao Ling for forcing me to confess, otherwise we won't be together." ”

"yes, it's crooked." Lin Chenfei put on an apron and went to cook as he spoke, looking like a good man at home.

Lan Beibei followed him into the kitchen: "I'll help you, I'll help you." ”

"You're sure to help more and more, just sit and wait for dinner." Lin Chenfei fried the vegetables seriously.

"I can't imagine that your family is so rich and can cook." Lan Beibei also sat down at the table unceremoniously, waiting to eat.

Lin Chenfei put the dishes up: "That's, I'm in the hall and into the kitchen, are I hungry?" ”

"Hungry, I want to eat you." Lan Beibei took the dish in his hand and put it aside, and pushed him to the table......

The city is noisy, and the red dust is noisy.

Another few months passed, and youth, like the sand in an hourglass, flowed thinly, thinly, and soon more than half of it flowed away.

On this day, Lan Beibei just got out of class with his books, and found that there was a propaganda booth under the teaching building, on which a swaggering red banner was hung, and the banner read "National University Online Novel Joint Competition, sponsored by Meiku Media Group" with a black pen. ”

Seeing Lan Beibei stop in front of the propaganda booth, the fat boy who managed the booth immediately introduced him diligently: "Classmate, my name is Zhao Daming, come and participate in our competition, the highest reward is 30,000 yuan." He said as he handed over a leaflet.

"Oh, okay, I'll see." Lan Beibei took the leaflet and asked Zhao Daming: "How to evaluate the awards, it all depends on online voting to evaluate the awards?" ”

"The online voting is only a reference factor, and the final score will be scored by the judges." Zhao Daming smiled and said.

Lan Beibei came to the study room, opened the webpage of the "National University Online Novel Joint Competition" on her laptop, and found that there were indeed some works waiting to be voted on on the page.

She carefully browsed the relevant matters of this competition, and solemnly clicked and uploaded her work "Strange Incidents on Campus......

In the haze, Lan Beibei stood in the center of the stage, watched the host hand over a red and glamorous certificate to him and said: "Congratulations to Lan Beibei for winning the first prize in our National University Online Novel Joint Competition, congratulations." ”

After winning the award, Lan Beibei became famous overnight and soared, with various publishing houses, websites, film and television companies coming one after another, promoting her novels through various channels, and adapting them into comics, movies and games, and the sales of her next novel are close to Guo Jingming.

"The roads of the city are winding and do not know where they lead. Confused, I turned around, and I didn't know where to go back......"

A mobile phone rings for a while, and it is the familiar "Dream of Youth".

Lan Beibei opened her eyes and found that she had just fallen asleep leaning on the table, what awards, what became famous overnight, what movie adaptations, all were just dreams.

She wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth and began to move......

Doesn't the contest require voting? She immediately went to canvass for votes, and it was a dinner party, and it was voluntary labor, so to put it bluntly, after a month of hard work, she finally got more than 300 votes.

Lan Beibei didn't rush to tell Lin Chenfei about the competition, she just wanted to give him an unexpected surprise, but later saw that other people's votes were rising, and her own votes were motionless, so she had to beg Lin Chenfei.

"This kind of competition is not interesting at all, the organizer holds this competition for advertising, and the ranking is determined."

Hearing her boyfriend pour cold water on her, Lan Beibei only felt a black look in front of her: "Really fake?" ”

"You come with me." Lin Chenfei took Lan Beibei's hand and went to the network department of the student union......

When he arrived at the door of the office of the Network Department, Lin Chenfei made a "shhh

In the office, Zhao Daming, who was in charge of external relations, was operating the computer, and there was a guy with five big and three thick sitting next to him.

"These two boys are my classmates, one is called Zhao Daming, and the other is Ding Qiang." Lin Chenfei whispered to Lan Beibei.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Qiang stabbed Zhao Daming and said, "Daming, let's make some votes for Li Biyun from the school next door, her father sponsored this event for a lot of money." ”

When Zhao Daming heard this, he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Why are you turning your elbow out?" No, I have to give Ni Yan from our school some votes, so that she can't fall too far behind. ”

Ding Qiang pouted: "Gotta get it, I know you like Ni Yan." ”

Outside the office, Lan Beibei was suddenly like a deflated ball, and he was not in the mood to peek any further, so he just pulled the corner of Lin Chenfei's clothes and quietly went downstairs......

The afternoon sun was warm, Lan Beibei and Lin Chenfei were lying side by side on the grass, their minds were all mush, they had no thoughts at all, they were too tired and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Seeing his girlfriend's listless look, Lin Chenfei couldn't help asking, "Got it, the sponsor can send someone to manipulate the votes directly in the background...... Do you think the reality is particularly dark? ”

"It's fine, so-so." Blue Bebe replied numbly. She didn't know if she should cry for the youth wasted on canvassing, but now she was too tired and tired to really cry.

"That's good, no matter what, you have to laugh at everything, and don't worry too much about gains and losses." Lin Chenfei held Lan Beibei's hand tightly.

"Good!" Blue Beibei nodded vigorously. What's the use of regretting? Grasping the future is the last word!

Let's talk about Miao Ling, she is much more beautiful than Lan Beibei. At this time, the screenwriter Zhang of the movie "Tangled Love" was driving a car and taking Miao Ling into a villa built on a mountain.

Miao Ling looked out through the car window and saw the surrounding green trees, birds singing and flowers, and independent villas like white sails in the green ocean.

"Xiao Miao, I actually admire you very much, I think you are a great actress, really, you acted so well in that scene just now." When screenwriter Zhang spoke, the fat on his face trembled.

Miao Ling saw that the look in his eyes was a little strange, but she still smiled reluctantly and said, "Teacher Zhang, you have won the prize." ”

Screenwriter Zhang took out a key and gave it to Miao Ling: "This is the key to my house, you can live in, I will tell you about the drama every day, and teach you by word and deed." ”

Miao Ling was taken aback: "Teacher Zhang...... Won't your wife mind? ”

"My wife is abroad, you don't have to worry, I will teach you by word and deed." Screenwriter Zhang held the steering wheel with one hand, and restlessly put the other hand on Miao Ling's thigh.

Miao Ling was angry: "Send me back to school!" ”

Screenwriter Zhang laughed obscenely: "It's coming soon, what school will you go back to?" My villa is right in front of it. ”

His car stopped in front of a pristine white villa.

Miao Ling was at a loss, and suddenly saw three black figures appear in the rearview mirror, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Yuwensheng, who had slender eyes and hair standing on end, with two followers.

"Whoa." Yu Wensheng shattered the car window glass with a single punch.

"You...... Be? Screenwriter Zhang was also at a loss.

Yuwen Sheng didn't answer, just gritted his teeth and punched the car.

"Ahh Screenwriter Zhang covered his shoulders and fell into the driver's seat, the severe pain making him almost shocked.

Miao Ling looked out of the car in horror, but saw a cold smile appear on the corner of Yuwen Sheng's mouth: "I, want, her." ”

Screenwriter Zhang naturally gave Miao Ling to Yu Wensheng, he not only gave up Miao Ling, but also gave up his car.

So, Yuwensheng drove away in screenwriter Zhang's car.