"You've got the perfect opportunity to mix"

"You've got the perfect opportunity to mix"

What the hell is two perfect bartending opportunities? Will the system still give cooking-related rewards in the future?

Although Qiu Yuan didn't know when these two rewards would be used, Qiu Yuan seemed to be much, much better than the rewards on money and skill points.

A poem in exchange for two glasses of wine, it doesn't seem to be a loss?

But what really made Qiu Yuan feel that it was not a loss was the expression on Lin Wanxiang's face at this time.

Now the little face of the evening girl is tense, her good-looking eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and her lips are tightly pursed.

This face looks a little angry with an expression, and people can't help but want to pinch her smooth cheeks.

She was angry, which was a good sign in Qiu Yuan's eyes.

Being angry represents emotion, and it also shows that the evening girl is really serious, and when Qiu Yuan was looking at her, she also raised her head and looked at Qiu Yuan's eyes.

The evening girl didn't say anything else, and pointed to the notebook to remind Qiu Yuan, "Don't look at her!" Hurry up and get this 'eye' word right! ’

It's starting to feel like a friend.

Qiu Yuan turned the gel pen in his hand, Lin Wanxiang would never be angry with Qiu Yuan when she first came to the library.

When the two of them communicated before, they were strangers, and the two maintained an invisible distance and treated each other very politely.

Politeness also means estrangement, when the girl speaks to you with honorifics, it basically means that either the relationship between the two has just begun, or it means that there is basically no chance.

Now the evening fragrance has a little wayward feeling.

A woman's brutality and willfulness are very precious and precious things for a spare tire and a licking dog, because she simply cannot be willful to a nasty person.

And Qiu Yuan also determined that these eternal quatrains are things that will excite and desire Evening Fragrance.

This is like the 520 red envelope to Ren Ying's woman, as long as Qiu Yuan sends a red envelope to Ren Ying every once in a while, she will be happy even if she doesn't like Qiu Yuan.

Then the system will happily reward Qiuyuan.

The way to mine has been found, all that remains is to lick... Phew, let's see how many rewards we can dig up!

Qiu Yuan didn't let Lin Wanxiang wait too long, she made this tricky word to pinch Qiu Yuan to think about it for a long time, at this time, she couldn't do what she wanted, give her some surprises, and let things go beyond her control will make the girl more impressed.

Of course... It's definitely a 'surprise', not a 'fright'.

The second line of the poem written by Qiu Yuan is undoubtedly a surprise.

"Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color."

After Lin Wanxiang took the notebook, she softly read out the poems written by Qiu Yuan in the notebook.

Just like the previous sentence, after reciting it for the first time, Lin Wanxiang felt that it was not enjoyable and read it softly for the second time, the third time, the fourth time...

When she was immersed in the beautiful artistic conception of this poem, a small piece of paper suddenly broke into her sight, this small piece of paper was secretly hidden by Qiu Yuan, and the paper piece read...

The way you snickered when you read the verse perfectly matches the meaning of the poem. ’

Snickering? Do I have one? Lin Wanxiang raised her head and looked at Qiu Yuan in some surprise, she looked at Qiu Yuan's unclear expression and suddenly found that the corners of her mouth didn't know when... It was uncontrollable and slightly aroused.

It's like when I was reading a novel, when I read that the hero and heroine gave each other candy, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but show that kind of aunt smile.

Lin Wanxiang now had this expression on her face, she realized her gaffe again, and a slight flush appeared on her fair cheeks.

She really couldn't stand Qiu Yuan's gaze, so she had no choice but to cover her cheeks with a notebook.

It's so cute.

Qiu Yuan found that this evening girl who doesn't eat fireworks in the world still has... As a little girl, as long as she is right, Qiu Yuan may be able to see her more shy.

Sister Wanxiang adjusted quickly, and when she put down the notebook in her hand again, her expression returned to her previous calm.

But her heart is very conflicted.

This poem is also well written! Whether it is the artistic conception or the rhythm, Lin Wanxiang feels lingering, and even a little addicted.

The reason for addiction is... Can he still write such good verses?

Lin Wanxiang looked up at Qiu Yuan, who looked confident, and Qiu Yuan's expression had already told Lin Wanxiang... He's got quite a few in stock!

This made Lin Wanxiang very entangled, Qiu Yuan guessed right... She longs to read more subtle and wonderful poems, which are the spiritual food she has always wanted.

The problem is that her body is already protesting.

Lin Wanxiang didn't eat the xiaolongbao sent by Zhao Hanwei in the morning, she was hungry from early in the morning until now, and she only drank a little mineral water.

The hunger in her stomach kept reminding Lin Wanxiang to hurry up and have lunch, she just needed to ask Qiu Yuan to come to the library next time to play the Flying Flower Order!

But she wants more! Right now!

The next word is mountain. Lin Wanxiang wrote a new topic in her notebook and handed it to Qiu Yuan.

The word mountain is also very good for making poems, but this time Qiu Yuan didn't write so quickly, and he thought about it for about three or four minutes, which was also to make the evening girl anxious for a while.

If she couldn't write poems by herself before, the evening fragrance girl would have been directly sentenced to leave, then now the evening fragrance girl would rather sit here and wait for a while longer, and wait for Qiu Yuan to write the poem.

There are many poems about mountains, and Qiu Yuan thinks the most representative and shocking one is actually ...

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance."

Lin Wanxiang couldn't wait to take the notebook in Qiu Yuan's hand, and after reading this poem softly, she felt her whole body tremble slightly.

Full of pride, this is the only evaluation that Evening Fragrance can think of.

After she finished shaking, the system still gave the reward to Qiu Yuan.

"+2 for your singing skills"

Lin Wanxiang said a few words after this for Qiu Yuan to pick up, this female ghost really didn't know how to show mercy at all when it came to absorbing Qiu Yuan's essence.

But Qiu Yuan didn't give it so happily, every time the evening girl wrote a word for Qiu Yuan to pick up, Qiu Yuan would deliberately drag it out for a little time.

It's three or four minutes at first, and five to six minutes at the end.

During the writing period, the evening fragrance girl was waiting anxiously beside her, and after Qiu Yuan wrote it out and handed her the notebook, she would be like a little girl who received a bunch of red envelopes from her elders during the Spring Festival, happily holding the notebook and reading it carefully.

Of course, Lin Wanxiang can't do this kind of expression happily, her expression changes are very ladylike, but the smile that unconsciously shows when holding a notebook is still very eye-catching in Qiu Yuan's opinion.

is such a simple game of flying flowers, Qiu Yuan played with Lin Wanxiang from half past twelve at noon to half past one in the afternoon!

When the number of people in the library gradually increased, Qiu Yuan found that he was also a little unbearable.

Damn it! Lin Wanxiang, this female ghost, really wants her own life!

The sleepiness of not sleeping all night frantically eats away at Qiu Yuan's only consciousness, and Lin Wanxiang on the other side is still staring at Qiu Yuan with longing eyes, as if she doesn't squeeze all the ink out of Qiu Yuan's head, she won't leave today!

Now Qiuyuan is so sleepy that he wants to vomit, and Wanxiang is so hungry that he can only vomit stomach acid.

But this girl didn't mean to eat, her faint eyes stared at Qiu Yuan, she was completely a female ghost who was haunting people.

So... Is the evening girl a diamond mine or a depleted uranium mine?

Qiu Yuan felt that he should bring some protective measures to dig.

Kelin Wanxiang is a mortal after all, and she is probably hungry and dizzy, and the title of the flying flower order for Qiu Yuan's flying flower again is not a word, but a two-word red bean.

When Lin Wanxiang wrote down the words 'red bean', she shook her head and wanted to use a pen to change these two words.

She was so hungry that she wanted to drink red bean porridge, so she wrote the word in her notebook in a daze.

But Qiu Yuan didn't give her a chance to change it, and directly snatched the notebook back, Lin Wanxiang was very stubborn and wanted to get her notebook back, but Qiu Yuan's other hand reached out to her to ask for the gel pen.

In the end, Lin Wanxiang couldn't help Qiu Yuan, so she had to let go of the notebook and hand the pen to Qiu Yuan, silently watching Qiu Yuan use red beans to compose poems.

This time, Qiu Yuan wrote very quickly, mainly because Qiu Yuan felt that if he dug up again, he might really die suddenly in the library, so he finally gave the evening girl a complete poem.

"Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely. ”

Lin Wanxiang carefully read the poem written by Qiu Yuan, and she felt a little touched... Lin Wanxiang is not stupid, and her personality is not wooden, coupled with her literary accomplishment, she quickly understood the meaning of Qiu Yuan's writing of this poem.

Is this a confession to me? No matter how you look at the meaning of this poem, it looks like a confession.

Lin Wanxiang looked up at Qiu Yuan, who was holding her eyelids, and she tapped the surface of the notebook with a water-based pen.

She was thinking about how to refuse Qiu Yuan's confession in a tactful way.

She really didn't want to focus on falling in love during college, and she only thought of Qiuyuan as a friend who had just met.

But Lin Wanxiang was worried that after she refused Qiuyuan, this Flying Flower Order would not be able to continue to play in the future.

Many boys who chased him used to be like this, they would be courteous when they first met, and they disappeared without a trace after she refused to confess, and some extreme guys would even deliberately retaliate.

Lin Wanxiang didn't want Qiu Yuan to disappear without a trace.

At least for the sake of the poems written by Qiu Yuan, so she wrote a sentence in her notebook with a slight sense of solicitation, and then handed it to Qiu Yuan.

'Qiuyuan, let's just be ordinary friends and classmates, okay? ’

What? Are you finally hungry? Qiu Yuan was slightly stunned when he saw this line of words.

But after reacting, Qiu Yuan felt that this was a good sign!

Qiu Yuan finally found a way to dig this diamond mine, in case this diamond mine commits suicide again, Qiu Yuan really has no place to cry!

But how can I say it, Qiu Yuan looked at the evening girl biting her lower lip, waiting for a reply with some anxiety and fear.

At this time, as a professional licking dog and spare tire, the best response is 'It's okay, I just wanted to be friends with you.'" ’

And... With my conditions, I can only be friends with you.

If you don't answer like that, you probably won't even have to be a friend.

But... I refuse!

Qiu Yuan wrote a long list of words in his notebook and gave it to Lin Wanxiang, who glanced at Qiu Yuan's reply with some apprehension.

'You're the one I felt excited about at first sight, so how could I be willing to be just a friend?' Lin Wanxiang looked at this reply and her heart jumped lightly, but there was still something behind.

'Just kidding! Lie to you... I already have someone I like, but it's not you, Evening Fragrance Girl, that's the end of today's Flying Flower Order, and I'll be waiting for you here at noon tomorrow. ’

Lin Wanxiang patted her chest with some fear when she saw the reply behind, and showed a somewhat relaxed smile when she looked at Qiu Yuan again.

Then I'll go, I'll come back tomorrow.' ’

After Lin Wanxiang wrote this line and showed it to Qiu Yuan, she stood up and left the library with satisfaction.

Do you have someone you like?

Qiu Yuan looked at the bunch of rewards given by the system.

"+1 for your singing skills"

"You have received a reward of 300 RMB"

"You've Got the Perfect Chance to Write a Novel: Chapter 10"

Of course, Qiuyuan has long had someone he likes, and from beginning to end Qiuyuan has only one person he likes... That's yourself.

After Qiu Yuan watched Lin Wanxiang's back disappear into the library, he was finally completely crushed by sleepiness.

Qiu Yuan didn't think too much about it, and directly held his beloved little pillow and fell into a deep sleep on the table in the library.

Damn it! It's tiring!