Chapter 113: I Feel Like an Old Husband and Wife
The atmosphere has long been destroyed, and Fu Nanli's mood is visibly bad.
Wincho pulled him back to the living room and helped him tune in to the TV: "What channel do you like to watch?" ”
"Documentary Channel? Speaking of scientists, Feynman, your English name is Feynman, you should like it. ”
On a rainy night, he watched a documentary, and she was surrounded by a man in his arms and swiped her mobile phone.
Wen Qiao was terrified, and had the illusion that he was already an old husband and wife.
"Oh yes, the two million ......"
"Hmm." He replied softly.
"It's too much, I don't need that much pocket money."
"It's not a lot of money, you take the flowers, tell me when you're done."
Wincho: "...... Isn't that a lot of money? I can't ask for it, I'll pass it on to you. ”
"Good, obedient." As he spoke, he touched the top of her hair.
His attention was even on TV, and he really thought that two million was not a big deal, and his tone was slightly perfunctory.
Wincho: ......
It's too hard.
Don't dare to act rashly, spend on him, people will turn their heads and transfer four million to you, save it, and wait for the day when the East Window incident happens, return it to him as it is.
Fu Nanli didn't force her to do what she didn't want to do, he slept in the master bedroom that night, and she slept in the guest room.
Separated by a wall, he slept very close to her, and Wen Qiao pillowed his arms, tossing and turning, and fell asleep for a long time.
Regarding the composer of [Shocking], many students of CCTV asked Xu Lu for verification and asked if it was her.
Xu Lu only replied: 'Don't ask, okay?' I just want to study hard and be a low-key student'.
It's a hint to people, 'Yes, I'm the stinging composer, but because I'm low-key, don't bother with my life.'"
Zhao Tong was the happiest: "Lulu, is it really you?" I knew it was you, and the song you played at the sophomore party was also composed by yourself, Lulu, you are so talented! ”
Xu Lu's smile was a little reluctant.
The song of the student festival party was written by Wen Qiao for her, and only she and Wen Qiao knew about it.
Again, she was a little weak-hearted.
"Tongtong, okay, don't talk about it, I don't like to be in the limelight."
When Wen Qiao returned to school, several media vans were parked at the gate, and a group of reporters gathered around the car to smoke and chat.
When they saw Wen Qiao, there was a commotion in the group of reporters, and a few reporters who were waiting for Mu Yue to wait impatiently wanted to come over, but they were blocked by Lu Youyou.
Those reporters sighed happily, this female student is very beautiful, she can't interview Mu Yue, so she retreats to the next best thing, and it's not bad to interview a school flower or something.
Wen Qiao held the yogurt in his hand and walked towards the campus while drinking it.
Suddenly, I don't know who shouted: "Mu Yue is out, come out." ”
Wincho: ......?
Looking up, Xu Lu appeared at the gate of the school in full costume, and Zhao Tong was full of pride on the side.
Lu Youyou pouted: "Everyone has said that Mu Yue is low-key and low-key, Xu Lu is this product, I can't wait to come out in a small dress, is this called low-key?" Do these reporters have long brains? ”
The reporters who were still paying attention to Wen Qiao rushed to Xu Lu's side.
Pretty girls are the same;
Talented girls are valuable.
Wen Qiao leaned on the trunk of the banyan tree at the school gate, drinking yogurt, and looked at Xu Lu's pretended arrogance, and wanted to laugh a little.
"Teacher Mu Yue, you are Teacher Mu Yue, right?"
Zhao Tong acted as her bodyguard: "I'm sorry, we just want to go out for breakfast." ”
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