Chapter 19 There are female dreams like smoke

"Wow, Vivi, it's really you!"

"Vivi, long time no see!"

"Weiwei, how are you doing!"

As soon as Li Weimeng pulled Mo Yan into the No. 6 private room of Xiangyun Hotel, she was suddenly surrounded by a group of girls, chattering and chattering to Li Weimeng.

"Wow, sisters, it's been a long time, are you all right?" At this time, Li Weimeng changed her usual surname of rejecting people, and rushed towards the group of girls like a little girl. She really misses this group of good sisters who spent four years of wonderful college life together.

Seeing a group of girls chattering there, Mo Yan didn't know what to do for a while.

looked at Li Weimeng, and found that this woman was chatting happily with her sisters, and she definitely didn't have time to take care of herself for a while.

It just so happened that a waiter brought a plate of delicately made pastries, which seemed to be delicious. Mo Yan put aside Li Weimeng and walked alone to the food area not far away.

Listening to the old guy from the old man Fu Xianyun, there must be a lot of food at the party, and he can take this opportunity to taste it and see if it is really as delicious as the old man said.

Mo Yan, who is accustomed to the bitterness of the mountains, is still very interested in the secular food under the mountain.

"Uh-huh, this one is delicious, oh, this one is not bad, wow, there is soup in this one, it's really good." Mo Yan was like a dumpling bun who had never seen the world, holding a plate and eating it along the long food table, and he didn't forget to comment on all kinds of delicacies while eating.

The people next to him avoided him one after another as if they had encountered a plague, for fear that others would mistakenly think that they knew this "dirt bun".

The people who hid to the side kept slandering in their hearts: "The person who brought this dirt bun must also be a person who has never seen the world." Hey, things gather by like, people by groups, I can't imagine that there are such vulgar people in my group of people, it's really sad. ”

The more everyone looked at it, the more uncomfortable they felt, and they kept scolding the "vulgar person" who brought the "dirt buns" in their hearts.

Mo Yan didn't seem to notice the strange demeanor of everyone, and his hands still kept stretching out to the food on the table, swallowing and eating.

Of course, he is also a little strange, why is he the only one in such a large food area, are they not hungry?

How could Mo Yan know that in the banquet etiquette, most of the guests on the scene generally tasted the food on the scene, and there would definitely not be anyone like him who would gobble it up like him, regardless of Sven.

People go to banquets to communicate, to increase their own contacts, how can they waste time on these things to eat? Even if they are hungry, they have to endure it, and stop after tasting it, which is not only a matter of etiquette, but also a matter of face. Is there a customer who is willing to work with someone who is only looking for food to attend a banquet?

Although tonight is a banquet for class reunions, you should also be careful! Maybe that classmate is a little more popular, and maybe he may become his own business partner.

"You seem to have a good appetite, would you like another champagne steak?" Just as Mo Yan was enjoying his meal, a nice voice interrupted him, and a steaming steak was brought to him.

"Hmm, hmm, thank you, let's put it here!"

Mo Yan thought it was brought by the waiter, so he thanked him without raising his head. Looking at Mo Yan, who didn't raise his head, Meng Ruyan became even more curious about him.

Meng Ruyan is a talented woman of Kyoto University, and together with Li Weimeng, she is known as the peerless double pride of the Department of Management of Kyoto University, and is one of the famous school flowers of Kyoto University.

Dreams are not vases, God has not only given her exquisite appearance, but also given her unsurpassed wisdom. When she was in college, she won the admiration of almost all professors in the Department of Management at that time with a paper entitled "My Discussion on Modern Enterprise Management". The professors broke their heads in order to accept her as their student in the future, and it caused a lot of discussion among the teachers and students at Kyoto University at that time.

Sure enough, after graduation, he stayed at Kyoto University to continue his studies and teach.

She also just arrived at the scene, because she came in a hurry and didn't eat anything for dinner, so she wanted to find something to fill her stomach after she arrived. Unexpectedly, there was only a ten-year-old young man in a huge food area who was gobbling up food, and everyone else was avoiding him like a plague.

Looking at this young man who looked like the little brother next door, Meng Ruyan felt a little curious.

She doesn't look at people out of the corner of her eyes like everyone else. I don't want to think about it, which one is easy to be brought to the banquet? Who would bring someone who can only eat and drink to accompany them to a banquet?

"Isn't my charm even better than that steak in your hand? Penis. Meng Ruyan watched Mo Yan not even raise his head, and continued his great cause of "destroying the enemy", and couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and quipped.

"Oh, are you talking to me?" Mo Yan raised his head at this time. He found a tall and beautiful woman standing in front of him.

At this time, the dream is mature, wise, and atmospheric, exuding a magnetic field-like affinity, a gentle look in the surname, and a small movement are all elegant temperament. A woman with a very good surname and a lot of taste.

Mo Yan was stunned, he had never seen such a beautiful woman with such a knowing surname.

"Idiot, what are you looking at? You haven't answered your sister's words yet! Meng Ruyan looked at Mo Yan with the appearance of "Brother Pig", and couldn't help but feel ashamed in her heart, stomped her feet angrily, and pretended to be angry.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and readable. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country, the beauty is rare. Mo Yan didn't seem to have reacted yet, and involuntarily chanted the "Song of the Beauty" of Li Yannian of the Han Dynasty.

It's a country and a city, and it is very appropriate to use it to describe the dream like smoke at this time.

Dreams are even more ashamed. This young man is too profligate, isn't he? Why did you want to tease her when we first met.

"Oh, I'm sorry Miss, I was abrupt, I'm sorry." Mo Yan saw the shame on the face of the woman opposite, and suddenly realized that he was a beautiful woman.

How can you use poetry to say that people are so beautiful and gorgeous when they meet for the first time?

"Oh, it's fine. Hello, my name is Mengruyan, little brother, why doesn't it seem like I haven't seen you, are you from our current session? And how do you eat by yourself? Seeing that Mo Yan's tone was sincere, Meng Ruyan knew that he had just done something unintentionally, so he forgave him and asked his own question.

She is really interested in this young man who can sing Li Yannian's "Beauty Song" easily.

Although many people are familiar with the idiom "the country and the city", I am afraid that many people in modern times may not know much about its origin. This young man groaned at once, which was enough to see his ancient literary skills.

"Sister Ruyan, hello. My name is Mo Yan. I came with my sister today, and she was catching up with her old classmates, so I came to find something to eat. Mo Yan didn't know what the purpose was, or he didn't take this "cheap mission" seriously at all, nor did he mention the identity of his pretending to be Li Weimeng's boyfriend.

"Who is your sister? Let's talk about it, maybe we still know each other. "Dreams are like smoke, and there is a spirit of study to break the casserole and ask the end. She is curious enough, which is the main reason for her great academic achievements.

"Well, my sister is ......" Mo Yan was about to answer.

"Mo Yan, you're here, you want me to find it!" Li Weimeng's voice was heard in the distance.

I saw that she was pulling Du Yafang towards Mo Yan.

"Hey, why are you? What do you want? Obviously, Li Weimeng also saw Meng Ruyan, but she didn't seem to be very friendly to Meng Ruyan.

Dream is like smoke, but she has been her "world enemy" since she was a child.

"Hehe, it turns out that you are the sister that Mo Yan's little brother said! Why, Sister Vivi, when did you have such a big brother, and I don't know yet? Meng Ruyan didn't get angry because of Li Weimeng's stiff tone, and after a sigh, he asked Li Weimeng.

"It's none of your business! Also, he's not my brother, he's my boyfriend! Li Weimeng said viciously to Meng Ruyan, and also grabbed Mo Yan's arm, as if declaring sovereignty.

"Really? But I heard him say you're his sister! Meng Ruyan was not willing to be weak, and grabbed the introduction of Mo Yan's "sister" who came to refute Li Weimeng just now, and then looked at Li Weimeng with a smile on her face.

"Hmph, no matter what, it's none of your business. And please don't hit him! When Li Weimeng heard Meng Ruyan's words, she glared at Mo Yan hatefully, but she didn't let go of his hand, and then continued to release cruel words to Meng Ruyan.

"Hehe" Meng Ruyan smiled softly, didn't speak again, and turned his head to leave.

However, when he passed by Mo Yan, he picked his chin and said, "Little brother Mo Yan, we will meet again, I hope you don't forget your sister when the time comes." ”

After that, he left Mo Yan with a fragrant breeze, and he really left this time. Mo Yan was stunned, my God, I was actually molested by the "goddess"!

"Hmph" After Li Weimeng saw Mo Yanmeng leave like smoke, Mo Yan was still stunned and looked at her back, snorted coldly, shook off Mo Yan's hand, turned around and left.

Mo Yan touched his nose and was speechless. Oh my God, I seem to be involved in the war between these two women.

That's.

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