Speaking of Fu Cuihua, Fu Qingyao really likes this little girl very much.

In such an environment, it is not easy to develop such a delicate heart and a pure heart.

How many bloody house fighting dramas are caused by the distortion of the mind caused by the unfairness of this kind of family treatment.

Thinking of the 800,000 earned by Fu Cuihua, what else can the Fu family and the two old people say.

Fu Qingyao can make money, but she has passed eighteen, and Fu Cuihua is a real child.

It is really the back waves of the Yangtze River that push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

That's it, now that the children are older, their parents can't help much, just don't make trouble for the children.

Thinking like this, Fu Aihua said: "If you have made a decision, you should be ready and work hard towards your ideals, and your mother and I will always support you." ”

"Hey, Mom, you are in good health, happy and happy, which is the best gift for us." Fu Qingyao said with a smile, "The days to come will only get better and better, and everyone will get better." ”

In order to encourage citizens to do Beijing and public transportation, Beijing's subway system is very developed, two yuan to sit casually, and the bus is even cheaper to only four cents.

There is a subway entrance not far from the China Conservatory of Music, which is very convenient.

Back in the dormitory, it was already past nine o'clock.

When I pushed the door in, there were already two people in the dormitory.

Those two people were the couch that had been laid out when Fu Qingyao came to the dormitory, and the girl on Fu Qingyao's bunk was holding the mobile phone, looking at the fingers like flying, it was estimated that they were texting; The other bought a small wooden table that was specially placed on the bunk and was using his laptop to surf the Internet.

The couch facing Fu Qingyao has already been paved, but this style makes the corners of Fu Qingyao's mouth twitch.

What a dreamy and girly pink pavement this is!

Pink drapery, pink sheets, pink quilts, pink pillows, pink cushions, and a pink wool blanket under the Nima chair, next to the wool blanket is a pink bunny doll about one person tall.

God knows, is there a pink rabbit?

Looking at the decorations of the other two girls, Fu Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there are still quite few people who are so wonderful.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the bathroom door opened, and a girl in a pink nightgown walked out of it.

The corners of Fu Qingyao's mouth twitched, kept smiling, and walked in with a large bag of things.

"You're back." The girl in the pink pajamas said to her, "Pack up and take a shower, I heard that the dormitory will stop serving hot water at 11 o'clock." ”

There is also this stubble, she really doesn't know what to do.

Putting down the things in his hand, Fu Qingyao smiled and said, "Well, Xie Lu, thank you for reminding me, my name is Fu Ying, the word Qingyao, you can call me Yingzi or Qingyao, what about you?" ”

"My name is Song Jingtian." Pointing to the girl playing with her mobile phone, she introduced, "This is Yin Qinglin, this is Mo Keyan." ”

Her voice is really sweet and refreshing.

"Hello." Fu Qingyao smiled, "I just went to the supermarket to buy some snacks, do you want to eat them?" ”

Song Jingtian shook his head, "I just washed my mouth, so I won't eat it." ”

"I want, is there anything to eat?"

Hearing what to eat, Yin Qinglin lay on the side and said to Fu Qingyao below.

"It's potato chips, chocolate, plums and the like, you can see what you like to eat." Fu Qingyao opened the plastic bag and said.

"I want chocolate."

Yin Qinglin looked at it and chose one.

"Keyan, do you want chocolate?" Fu Qingyao said to the other girl.

"Potato chips."

Taking the potato chips thrown by Fu Qingyao, Mo Keyan stared at the computer again.

Fu Qingyao put down her things and hurriedly began to tidy up her things.

Zhao Guihua sorted out the bits and pieces for her, but the clothes that could be changed were still in the box.

Fu Qingyao sorted out things, Song Jingtian smeared on her face, Yin Qinglin played with her mobile phone, and the dormitory was very quiet for a while.

But a second later, the silence was shattered.

"Ahhhh It's annoying, why are you stuck in this position, ahhh Mo Keyan suddenly screamed at the computer, and pounded the table from time to time.

Seeing that she suddenly "went crazy", Fu Qingyao and Song Jingtian were stunned, looked at each other, and were speechless for a while.

Yin Qinglin said lightly: "She is this virtue, you two don't have to care about her, in the future, she will be treated as a nervous disorder." ”

Hearing her say this, Mo Keyan looked at everyone with a pitiful face, "Do you know how Yao is big?" ”

"Yaoda?" Who is it?

Fu Qingyao was stunned, with a big question mark in her head.

Song Jingtian hesitated for a moment, "Are you talking about Qing Yao, a columnist for "Fireworks"?" ”

"yes, that's her." Mo Keyan clasped her palms, "When she said she was going to take the exam, she hadn't written an essay for a long time, so I waited for her to publish a new book." I finally wrote a new book, and I was stuck in such a critical place. Who is the black-clothed assassin, the crown prince Nalan Qihao, the king of Jinnan Nalan Qixing, the king of Chuqing Nalan Qiyou, and the Han Cheng king Nalan Qiyou, who is the male protagonist, or has the male protagonist not come out yet, what is the real identity of the female protagonist, is it really called Pan Yu, I want to blow up my head, I'm really going crazy. ”

Looking at the other three people who were looking straight at her, with the word "neurotic" in their eyes, Mo Keyan slapped the table with hatred, "Haven't you read Yao Da's new book?" It's a shame that you also took the same word as Yaoda, which really me off. ”

Yin Qinglin blew her white jade-like fingers, "I've never liked to read, and you're not ignorant." ”

Song Jingtian turned around and faced the mirror again, "Look, but I can't understand your urgency. I think Qing Yao's book needs to be read slowly to understand the essence of it, and if you gobble it up, what you get is just a rough plot. ”

Fu Qingyao: "......"

She really writes ordinary romance novels, some wood. It's not a literary masterpiece, but for Mao to read it slowly, she is really afraid of teaching bad children.

Mo Keyan stretched out her index finger and shook it, "NO, NO, NO, YOU CAN'T SAY THAT." Do you think I haven't read it, I have read the first chapter of the first volume of "The Imperial Princess" "Dancing in the Snow Sea Heart" and "The Heart of the Night" more than thirty times. ”

"Thirty times." Fu Qingyao and Song Jingtian said together, both of them were shocked.

If she studied classical Chinese literature, it would not be unusual to read it a hundred times, but it would be too much to read an ordinary romance novel thirty times.

You must know that many romance novels, everyone reads them by leaps, only cares about the plot, and doesn't think about anything else at all.

"That's an exaggeration." Fu Qingyao muttered.

Mo Keyan glanced at the two of them, "Qing Yao's writing is good, it has a profound connotation, every plot is to promote the development of the later plots, if you don't read it carefully, you won't find it." ”

"Then you read it thirty times, did you find anything?"

"Of course, you think I've read it for nothing thirty times." Mo Keyan raised her chin slightly and said proudly.

Author's words: The word chuang has been harmonized, so it is changed to "couch", "shop", "quilt", etc., and I am so entangled and entangled.

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