Chapter 27 Emotional drama, I don't have acting skills

"Women can never be emotionally rational, even German Chancellor Angela Merkel is no exception. If she cares about you, she'll be jealous. Just make her jealous and try her reaction. ”

Xiong Meijun felt that what he said made sense, but he was afraid of making her angry: "What if it's self-defeating? ”

"That means she doesn't care about you very much, she can leave easily, and she doesn't deserve your liking, do you think I'm right?" The female second green is really understanding women.

She pulled Xiong Meijun to take a group photo alone, and deliberately adjusted his posture and smile, posed for an extremely ambiguous group photo, and asked him to post it in the circle of friends.

Guangzhou Baiyun International Airport is almost here, Qiao is naturally most afraid of the plane landing, it is much more terrifying than taking a roller coaster, the main thing is that the ears can't stand it at all, whether it is swallowing saliva or chewing gum, it is useless, so he has to close his eyes, cover his ears, and let the plane make a rumbling sound.

After the plane landed, she immediately turned on her mobile phone, wanting to surprise him, and after opening the circle of friends, she almost cried: "Is he playing with me?" ”

Joe naturally looked at the sky with red eyes, the clouds were thick, and it was going to rain again. The rain always followed her, like possession, she opened the black umbrella, called Didi, hell, the rain got heavier and heavier, called for a long time, and did not see a car coming. Her heels got into the water, always slippery, and accidentally broke her foot, but fortunately it was not serious, she dragged her suitcase, and at the same time found a tissue from her bag to wipe the water in her shoes clean, and her front toe was against the toe of the shoe, and it hurt to take an extra step.

On the seat in a nearby mall, she wiped her feet, and the water-soaked feet were white and miserable, and they were all wrinkled. The little toe wore out the skin: "Qiao Nature, you understand, you are asking for hardship." Now do you want to sing a song: Love is because of you, and beauty is restored? Or chant a poem to commemorate love: the spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns into gray tears and begins to dry. Qiao naturally stomped her foot, since she came, she was not afraid of anything.

Finally someone took the order, and she quickly regained her self-confidence. Pulling the suitcase and striding forward, the car was still 0.3 kilometers away from her, she was about to stand on the side of the road and wait, but she didn't expect that just walked over, a business car sped by, splashing her with water, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight. She suppressed her anger, took a deep breath, took a big deep breath, took out a blue checkered handkerchief from her bag, wiped her face, and finally saw clearly with her closed eyes: "Can anyone tell me what God is thinking?" Embarrassment? ”

The driver finally arrived, and Joe naturally got into the car with his luggage. The driver listened to nostalgic old songs all the way, she really didn't want to listen to love songs, and it was easy to make mistakes. In order to make the driver turn off the music, she amplified the decibel of her voice: "Master, when do you say it will rain today?" ”

The driver turned his voice down: "What? ”

"I mean, when will the rain stop?" Naturally, Joe still repeated what he had just said at the top of his throat.

"Oh, the rain. It's hard to say. The driver was very smart, and after understanding what she meant, he stopped talking, and the music became Guo Degang's cross talk.

The car drove slowly in the rain. As long as you start, no matter how slow you are, you will eventually reach the end. The drama had already started for a long time, she got out of the car and ran into the theater in a hurry, forgot to close the back door, ran out two steps and turned back to close the door, and the driver smiled and drove away.

At the entrance of the theater, a man in a brown suit passed in front of her and knocked over her suitcase, suspenders, underwear, shorts, socks, and books flew out like springs, and she picked them up in the rain in a panic.

The man immediately apologized, and then helped her pick it up together, Qiao naturally closed the suitcase and slowly straightened his waist: "It's really late and the head wind is blowing." ”

"That girl, your socks." The man in the brown suit called out to her in the rain.

Qiao naturally didn't look back, and dropped a sentence: "Don't do it." ”

Her well-groomed hairstyle, drenched in the rain, has no image at all, she lamented: "It's better now, it's better than those women who are warblers and swallows, graceful and graceful, and nephrite is warm and fragrant." ”

The drama is in full swing, bursts of laughter, bursts of applause, overlapping each other. Xiongmeijun played very devotedly, and when he reached the climax, the screams, whistles, and admiration from the audience were endless.

After Joe naturally entered the theater, he left his suitcase at the front desk. After checking the ticket, she slipped into the first row and sat down.

Xiong Meijun saw that she was coming to act more energetically, just when it was time to dance, he was like a transformed prince, spinning his body, full of vitality.

His eyes drifted to her.

She's the same as she was at the beginning.

After the end. Joe, naturally, acted as her fan and prepared a bouquet of flowers.

"Hello, I'm your fan, can I take a picture with you?" Joe naturally walked up to him.

Xiongmeijun was stunned, staring at each other, and he said lightly: "Yes." ”

Joe smiled naturally, and his face finally showed joy.

"Can you take a picture for us?" Qiao naturally looked at a female fan next to him, and his voice was calm and gentle.

This female fan is wearing a light blue professional suit, with a well-proportioned and slim figure, fresh and refined. She is a die-hard fan of Xiong Meijun, and she has been paying attention to her since he first acted, if she hadn't come with her boyfriend, some people would really mistake her for Xiong Meijun's girlfriend.

When taking the photo, Qiao naturally sent a text message, which was a notice of class tomorrow, and she probably couldn't catch up.

Qiao was naturally shooting with him, and the fans who lined up to take a group photo behind him were impatiently urging, and in desperation, Qiao naturally had to go, and she waved her hand before leaving: "Uh, that...... Bye. ”

Xiong Meijun's eyes followed her back, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and her white teeth were shining in the light. He thought, "She cares about me." In the emotional scene, I really don't have acting skills. ”

Many female fans lined up to take a group photo, he is really a "girl harvester", his image is handsome, his body shape is first-class, and he is talented and good-looking.

Wen and a few students study the fundamentals of robot control and automation in the office, while stimulating students' curiosity and exploration skills through play.

At about half-past nine, he sent the students home.

He was going to call Qiao Nature, because she hadn't replied to the WeChat he sent for a whole day, and he was worried that she and Xiong Meijun were progressing too fast, "monitoring" her every move like a conjoined baby, and he knew that this was unfounded, or he was not at ease as usual. He knew that Qiao was a natural person, he was such a handsome guy, dangling around her, and he couldn't make her move. It can be seen how hard her heart is.

Wen Universe made two phone calls before contacting Qiao Nature: "Naturally, what are you doing?" ”

"I'm in Guangzhou. I'll tell you back, I'm a little busy right now. I won't tell you about it yet. ”

"Wait! Who are you with in Guangzhou? What are you going to do there? You're going to have class tomorrow. Just looked at the weather forecast, it was raining over there, and the flights were canceled in the evening. You're going to spend the night over there? ”

Wen Universe fidgeted.