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This is the first homework, related to the final grades, when the homework book was issued, everyone waited with bated breath, Maomao saw his score and wowed: "Sixty points, passed!" Haha, passed! ”

Lin Baiqian's head was suddenly covered with black lines, and Maomao's requirements were really not high.

But her own, seventy-five points, is not much better.

The highest score in the class for this assignment was a boy who usually did not perform well, 90 points.

Lin Baiqian was actually quite unconvinced in her heart, she spent a lot of energy on this homework, she felt that the murderer was this person, but Li Moting didn't say it in this class, but asked them to go back and think about it again, and explain it next time.

After class, Lin Baiqian looked at the handwriting of the classmate with the highest score, the murderer was obviously the same person as she thought, and the reasoning process was also very poor, but why did he have ninety points and he was only seventy-five?

Mao Mao won't talk about it, anyway, it was copied from her, I don't dare to be careful, sixty points is obviously enough for her psychological expectations.

So Lin Baiqian was really unconvinced.

The first thing I did when I returned to the dormitory was to strengthen Mortimer's MSN, and people who may have come back from abroad are used to using MSN, Mortimer, the English name of Mortimer, which is easy to pronounce and remember.

She added, but there was no response for a while.

Lin Baiqian continued to stare at the homework book in a daze.

Maomao came over eating potato chips: "Oh, Xiaobai, don't look at it, what's the big deal, are you free at night?" Let's go shopping, I don't have any clothes to wear on the weekends. ”

"No, today Tuesday, I'll help Xingyue go to work at night."

"Part-time job, let's do it, you go shopping with me first, and I'll accompany you to work when it's over."

As for why Mao Mao must bring Lin Baiqian's computer to work, Lin Baiqian has never understood nAd1 (

Maomao's enthusiasm for shopping is enough to scare anyone away, and Lin Baiqian is also the first time to learn, no wonder Wu Shuang is reluctant to come.

She can walk around the first to fifth floors in one breath without a hint of stopping, and comforts Lin Baiqian: "You should go in circles to lose weight." ”

"......" is a great idea.

And Maomao likes to try on clothes, but not just trying them out.

Lin Baiqian reminded her: "Maomao, I only have one hour, you hurry up." ”

"Got it, got it, hey, Xiaobai, this dress suits you, you go try it." Comrade Mao was on a whim, and he also chose several pieces for Lin Baiqian.

Lin Baiqian looked at the black sleeveless woolen dress in her hand, and her eyes were also bright, the black dress was inlaid with a string of silver beads around the neck, and a white waist around the waist, it looked like the small waist was unbearable, Lin Baiqian has never liked red and green clothes, black is very in line with her taste.

Mao Mao saw the light in her eyes: "Hurry up, go and try it." ”

Lin Baiqian was also moved, and took the clothes to the fitting room.

When he came out, Mao's eyes lit up: "Wow, Lin Baiqian, when did you become thinner than me?" God—"

Mao Mao is very thin, 168CM tall, only about 100 pounds, but at this moment, the mirror in front of him reflects the figures of the two, and Lin Baiqian's waist looks really thinner than Mao Mao.

"Black looks thin." Lin Bai replied lightly and sincerely.

"No, no, no, Xiaobai, I didn't find it when we were together every day before, but now I can see that you have really lost a lot of weight, look at your legs, and this waist, even this face has to be hung as a melon seed face."

Lin Bai smiled lightly: "How can there be such an exaggeration of nAd2("

"Have you weighed yourself, you must have lost weight."

"Nope."

"Go back and weigh it."

When the discussion between the two was in full swing, the shopping guide came over, and he also praised Lin Bai and dressed it well, which was really good.

However, Lin Baiqian had already shown the price of this dress in the fitting room just now, it was ridiculously expensive, it was enough for her living expenses for a month, and shook her head: "Thank you, let's take a look." ”

Mao Mao also saw the price on the tag behind her, and left with Lin Baiqian with some regret.

When Lin Baiqian came out after changing his clothes, he saw that a person occupied the middle table, playing soothing and slightly sad young women's music, which attracted the frequent sideways eyes of the people around him, Lin Baiqian finally understood why Maomao insisted on bringing her notebook......

It's really hard to pretend......

He immediately laughed.

The MSN in Lin Baiqian's computer is automatically logged in, and when she was halfway through her part-time job, she approached and found that Mao Mao was chatting with people in full swing.

Her only friend here is Lin Beichen.

Lin Baiqian's hand was on Mao someone's shoulder: "Mao Mao, what are you doing?" ”

"Wow, Lin Baiqian, why didn't you say earlier that you still have such a handsome and high-IQ brother?" Mao Mao screamed excitedly at Lin Baiqian.

Lin Baiqian found out that Mao Mao was actually disguised as her, chatted with Lin Beichen for so long, and deceived Lin Beichen's photo, saying that her sister hadn't seen her brother for too long, and she wanted to see what she looked like now.

This is true, Lin Baiqian may not have seen her for a long time, but she still disdains Maomao's deceptive behavior, and it just so happens that when she saw the message icon flashing at the bottom, she had a flash of inspiration, thinking that it might be Li Moting who passed her friend request, so she immediately pulled up Maomao, turned off MSN, deleted the password, canceled the automatic login, and then waited for her angrily: "You are violating my brother's privacy, don't cheat my brother again, you are going to whip your behavior!" ”

Mao Mao was aggrieved: "It's your brother who is looking for me by himself, and it's not me who is looking for his nAd3 ("

“……”

It was indeed Li Moting over there who passed Lin Baiqian's friend request.

In fact, he did not use MSN to chat much, and after returning to China, his contact with the police has been through email and telephone.

He hadn't been on this MSN for a long, long time, and it seemed to be a place he had deliberately forgotten.

Lin Baiqian's avatar was bright at first, but soon, it dimmed, and it seemed to be offline.

Li Moting raised her eyebrows, according to her personality, when she saw him coming, shouldn't she send him a message immediately?

Lin Baiqian also thought about it, her heart was itchy, but she was working, how could it be so easy. So I endured it until I got off work at nine o'clock and went back to school with Maomao.

When she went to the bedroom, Maomao went to wash, and she immediately went online and saw that Li Moting's avatar was already black.

She was a little lost, struggled for a while, and still typed a line of words: Are you there? It's not going to go offline.

Didn't respond.

There was no response for ten minutes.

Mao Mao came out of the shower, Lin Baiqian put the computer into sleep mode and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower and washing clothes, drying them, and then in front of the computer, it was half past ten, and the lights were turned off in half an hour.

The dialog box with a flashing red light at the bottom made Lin Baiqian stunned, it was actually Li Moting who replied to her, although it was only a simple word, but it did reply, and the time was half an hour ago, and the avatar was black again.

Lin Bai covered his face, remorseful, and hurriedly typed a line of words with a complicated and apprehensive mood: Are you still there?

Mortimer: Hmm.

Li Moting is still there, and he will return immediately! PrintChapterError(