In the following days, Mu Mengling stayed in school from Monday to Friday, went to Mrs. Li's house on Saturdays and Sundays to learn paper-cutting, and talked to Wang Zixuan every night by text message or hot phone cooker, and lived a very fulfilling life.

Mu Mengling is busy, Wang Zixuan is also busy, it will soon be Christmas Eve, Christmas, and everyone in the student union is making suggestions for these two festivals.

One afternoon, when Wang Zixuan was still in the student union discussing what activities to hold for Christmas, he received a call from Zhou Ruocheng.

"Busy man, I've been waiting for you for a long time, when are you going to talk to me?"

Wang Zixuan frowned, he was so busy that he forgot about this matter. He rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly, "Just today, you come to the student union in the evening, and I'll wait for you in the office building." ”

"Okay, we'll talk about it then. Bow. Zhou Ruocheng hung up the phone.

"What are you two going to talk about?" Shen Hao had a gossip in his eyes.

Wang Zixuan glanced at him coldly, "It seems that your task is very easy, why don't I ask Zhao Quan to add more to you?" ”

Shen Hao looked at Wang Zixuan with a ruffian: "What about adding points, I have a trick to call the wind and rain, and more girls help me." Say, what the hell is going on? What are you two going to plot? I heard Lin Xin say last time, you talked secretly in the infirmary, what are you talking about this time? "He was really curious.

Wang Zixuan clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly: "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to talk about cooperation again." ”

"Cooperation? Oh, the last time you talked about cooperation? I think why you suddenly became familiar with Zhou Ruocheng. Why, the cooperation failed? ”

"Sort of. I wanted to put him under my nose and watch, but unfortunately he was more cunning than I thought. Wang Zixuan smiled a little helplessly.

"So what are you going to do this time? Do you want me to help? Shen Hao asked.

The corners of Wang Zixuan's mouth curled slightly, "I won't be polite when I need you." ”

"Okay, if you have something to say, I'll be there with you." Shen Hao said seriously.

In the evening, Zhou Ruocheng arrived as promised.

Pushing open the special office of the student union, Zhou Ruocheng saw Wang Zixuan sitting in front of the long table at a glance.

Wang Zixuan pointed to the chair: "Sit down." ”

Zhou Ruocheng pulled out a chair and sat down with a big grin.

"What do you want to talk about this time?" Zhou Ruocheng looked at Wang Zixuan in front of the table.

Wang Zixuan's obsidian eyes darkened: "I asked, you answered." Straightforward, how? ”

Zhou Ruocheng spread his hands and said that he could.

"What is the purpose of your visit to Fuji University?" Wang Zixuan spit out coldly word by word.

Zhou Ruocheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Haven't you already guessed it?" Is it still necessary for me to answer? ”

In an instant, Wang Zixuan's face sank.

"Don't worry, I don't have that idea anymore." Zhou Ruocheng turned his head to look at the sparkling lights outside the window, and continued in a very ethereal tone: "After coming into contact with Lingling, I realized that I was the only one who was worried about the matter of fighting and dancing. Since you don't care, what do I care about? ”

Wang Zixuan was not affected by Zhou Ruocheng's words, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. "In that case, why did you appear at my house so coincidentally when the Spirit Feast invited everyone to dinner that day? According to my investigation, the poison should have been drunk by yourself, and the bitter meat meter was used well. ”

Zhou Ruocheng turned his head, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, "Do you think I drank the poison myself?" Hehe, in fact, this is one of the reasons why I put it down. ”

"Oh?" It was Wang Zixuan's turn to raise his eyebrows.

"I'm also a victim, okay, don't look at me like this, believe it or not." Zhou Ruocheng doesn't care. "Anyway, I'm already planning to go back to Ontario next semester, so you can rest assured. You don't have to defend yourself like a thief. ”

"Really?" Wang Zixuan's tone was full of suspicion, and it was impossible for him to dispel his guard because of Zhou Ruocheng's two or three sentences.

"I told you believe it or not." Zhou Ruocheng rolled his eyes, "We don't have anything to talk about, I hope I can live a calmer life in the rest of my days at Fuji University." ”

After saying this, he got up, put his hands on the square table, and looked directly at Wang Zixuan: "Are we still friends?" ”

Wang Zixuan looked at Zhou Ruocheng silently, and after a long while, he lightly opened his thin lips: "What do you say?" "Kick the problem back to Zhou Ruocheng like a ball.

Zhou Ruocheng laughed twice, "Actually, I'm quite happy to have an opponent like you, but I hope to make you a friend." Multiple friends and multiple paths, you don't want to consider making me a friend. ”

Wang Zixuan clasped his hands in front of the table, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly: "If you don't move my people, we will always be friends." "If you move, then we can only be enemies.

Zhou Ruocheng nodded: "I understand what you mean." It seems that we are friends. It's a pleasure to make you a friend. Well, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can also come to Ontario to find me. Then I'll go first. After saying this, Zhou Ruocheng opened the door and left.

Wang Zixuan was still sitting on the chair, but his face was silent, his eyes were dark like a pool, staring at Zhou Ruocheng's back as he left thoughtfully, no one knew what he was thinking, whether he believed it or not.

When Shen Hao came in, Wang Zixuan still maintained his original posture.

"Finished talking? What do you think? Is it solved? Shen Hao pulled out a chair and sat down.

Wang Zixuan looked back at Shen Hao: "Well, it's over." He said he would return to Ontario next semester. ”

"You believe it?"

Wang Zixuan shook his head: "This matter will naturally know whether it is true or false in the next semester, what does it matter if I believe it or not." ”

"Then why are you still in a daze here, not going to eat?" Shen Hao was puzzled.

"I always felt like things were going too well." Wang Zixuan really found it hard to believe Zhou Ruocheng, since he could go to great lengths to come to Tengda for the sake of dancing, he would really go back in vain because he just let go. He knows too many people, one thing on the surface, one thing behind the scenes, and what they say is always the opposite of what they do.

"Zixuan, it's not good if you want to be too complicated about some things. How things are, we'll talk about that later. Let's go, let's eat first. Shen Hao stepped forward and pulled Wang Zixuan.

Wang Zixuan stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and the two walked out of the office.

Regardless of whether Zhou Ruocheng really let it go or not, Wang Zixuan still paid attention to his actions. He just misses Lingling a little, and these days he is busy with the affairs of the student union, and the two of them have not had a chance to meet.

Mu Mengling is completely devoted to the joy of learning and paper cutting. She learned some knowledge from Mrs. Li that she had never learned, and knew how to create better works, express her mood, feelings, and feelings through her works, and put them into the vitality of paper-cutting.

She is like a dried sponge into the sea, constantly greedily absorbing the seawater, making herself stronger and fuller. She is also looking forward to the competition in three months' time.

I'm sorry, I have a cold, and I'm just done now. A freshly baked chapter, I wish you all a happy reading of the article.