Chapter Ninety-Three: Zimo's Happy Appointment
Wen Zimo, who was an adolescent, inexplicably fell in love with Luo Xingxing.
When Luo Xingxing gave him a lecture, he always looked at Luo Xingxing stupidly, and his mind was not on studying at all.
"Wen Zimo! What the hell are you thinking? Luo Xingxing finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"I'm listening to you!" The corners of Wen Zimo's mouth rose slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes: "You look so beautiful when you're angry!" ”
"Believe it or not, I'll beat you!" Luo Xingxing raised his right hand.
"Are you willing to hit me?" Wen Zimo looked like a laipi.
"Smack!" Luo Xingxing raised his hand to slap Wen Zimo, but it wasn't so heavy, she was really angry.
She didn't know what happened to Wen Zimo recently, she was very active in her studies, but when she gave him a lecture, Luo Xingxing could see from his eyes that he didn't think at all, and he had recently become a little scoundrel, always hippie and smiling, and he didn't have a straight face!
"Oh, what a deal!" Wen Zimo touched his beaten face.
"I'm the one who hit you!" Before Luo Xingxing finished speaking, Wen Zimo's lips fell on Luo Xingxing's lips.
Luo Xingxing was stunned and his eyes widened! pushed him away: "Wen Zimo!" What are you doing? ”
"I like you! Lo was happy. Wen Zimo looked at Luo's happy eyes and said very seriously, not like he was joking. I don't know when he called him by his first name and never called his sister.
"I'm your sister!" Luo Xingxing wiped his mouth with his hand and lowered his voice.
"It's not my sister! There is no blood relationship! ”
"I'm five years older than you!"
"Does love have anything to do with age? It does not matter! ”
"How could you like me?" Luo Xingxing still refused to believe it.
"How not! I like you, I like the way you look at me, I like your eyes, I like your mouth, I like your long hair, I like everything about you. ”
"This superficial liking is not love! It's just a brother's liking for his sister! You're too young to know what love is! ”
"I'm seventeen, I know! I think about you all the time, your smiling face, every word you have ever said! ”
Luo Xingxing was silent, she believed it a little, she believed that Wen Zimo liked her, what should I do? This year's senior year of high school, the most critical year, can't let him be distracted!
"Momo, can you make an agreement with your sister?"
"As long as you promise to make me like you, I can make an agreement with you!"
"Next year's college entrance examination, if you can be admitted to my sister's school, my sister will promise you." With Wen Zimo's current grades, it is okay to be admitted to a first-class university, and asking him to be admitted to a well-known university is indeed embarrassing him, and Luo Xingxing wants him to retreat. Besides, if he really gets in, everyone will be happy.
"I promise you!" Wen Zimo looked at Luo happily, his eyes were determined!
"You have thought clearly, and the goal set for you, that is to say, your current performance, within a year, must improve by more than 180 points." Lowe happily reminded him.
"I know, for the sake of you I like, I'm going to fight again!" When Wen Zimo said this, he looked like a mature man!
Luo's heart moved slightly, as long as he can do it, I can give him this opportunity.
"Make a note!" Wen Zimo picked up the pen and began to write.
I, Wen Zimo, promised Luo to be happy and be admitted to XX University in the college entrance examination next year!
You, Luo is happy, and promised Wen Zimo that when the title of the college entrance examination gold list is named next year, you will be Wen Zimo's girlfriend!
Oath maker: Wen Zimo
After Wen Zimo finished writing, he put it in front of Luo Xingxing: "You sign under my name." ”
Luo Xingxing held the pen and looked at the short few words on Wenzi's ink paper, hesitating.
"What, you want to regret it now?" Wen Zimo looked at Luo happily: "Don't sign it, anyway, now I'm broken jars, I don't like to study, as for liking you, that's my business, and it has nothing to do with you!" ”
Luo happily signed his name quickly.
"Okay! I'm going to take good care of this, and when I'm deflated, take it out and take a look! Wen Zimo carefully folded the paper and put it in the mezzanine of his stationery bag.
Wen Jinghao came home from work, and his mother was cooking in the kitchen.
Wen Jinghao put down his bag, changed his shoes, and walked into the kitchen.
"Mom, make me a bowl of noodles, I haven't eaten noodles for a few days, I'm greedy!"
"Just like your father, you have to face each other at night." Mother said as she took out the basin and prepared to mix the noodles.
"That's it!" Wen Jinghao said and picked up the washed cucumber on the board and ate it.
"My son is back!"
Wen Zimo entered the door, carrying a schoolbag, wearing headphones, and after changing his shoes, he went directly into his room.
"This coward! Treat me like air! Wen Jinghao threw down the cucumber in his hand and prepared to teach his son a lesson.
"Don't bother him!" Mother stopped Wen Jinghao: "Momo doesn't know what's wrong lately?" He only knows how to study, he wears headphones and memorizes words. ”
"Really? The game is not playing anymore? Wen Jinghao was skeptical.
"Don't fight, he said he had an agreement with his sister."
"Or Luo Xingxing has a way! Thanks to this sister, if it weren't for this divine beast, no one would be able to control it! ”
"My daughter-in-law is back!" Wen Jinghao saw Lin Chuxia enter the door and hurriedly greeted him.
"Go home on the weekend and buy a dress for Luo."
"What are you doing with clothes?"
Wen Jinghao pointed to his son's closed door: "Thank you!" ”
"I want her to try on clothes, she doesn't have time." Lin Chuxia understood what he meant: "Don't say it, Momo has been too different recently. You've been working overtime in the unit, you don't know. ”
"How is he different?"
"In a word, I am learning all the time!"
"It's time to eat." Mother cooked the meal and set it on the table.
Wen Jinghao pushed open his son's door: "Momo, it's time to eat." ”
The son didn't react, still bowing his head and writing. He walked up to his son, took off the headphones he was wearing, and put them close to his ear, and sure enough, he was listening to English.
"It's time to eat." Wen Jinghao's tone softened a lot.
"Hmm." The son took the headphones from his hand, put them on, and continued to write in the notebook.
Wen Jinghao walked out, and it was. Just an adolescent son who rarely communicates with himself.
When Wen Zimo came out to eat, he was still wearing headphones, and Wen Jinghao wanted to talk about him, but was stopped by his daughter-in-law.
After eating in a hurry, he went into his room and closed the door.
"Don't get mad!" Wen Jinghao looked at his son: "I haven't seen him for a week, and it's like this?" ”
"I've never seen my son study hard!" Lin Chuxia sandwiched a noodle from his bowl.
"If you want to eat, let Mom give you a bowl."
"I drink porridge, who eats noodles at night."
The phone rings.
Wen Jinghao looked at the coffee table, it was his mother's mobile phone, he walked over and picked it up.
"Mom, it's my sister's phone."
"You take it." Mother came out of the kitchen and wiped her hands.
Wen Jinghao answered the phone of his sister Wen Jingnuo.