Yuan Zhi hurried after him, and then stood beside him.

After standing for a while, Yuan Zhi continued to take out her foreign language magazine, holding the seat next to her with one hand, and picking up the book with the other hand and reading it. From time to time, I put the pen in my mouth, and even my brows were wrinkled.

The car swayed on the bumpy road, and Yuan Zhi threw herself into Wen Mu's arms due to inertia: "Ah! Sorry, excuse me? Yuan Zhi thought that the game must be over now, but she didn't know that she threw herself into the arms of the big guy.

Wen Mu quickly pulled someone up, made her steady herself, and lowered her head to look at poor Yuan Zhi.

Yuan Zhi touched her nose, saw that it was Wen Mu, and said pitifully: "Wen Mu, is your body made of iron?" It flattened my nose! ”

Wen Mu pursed his lips, "Are you sure your nose isn't made of plastic?" ”

"It's really, huh!" Wen Mu didn't come out angrily.

"......" Wen Mu pursed his lips, ignored her, and put his eyes out the window.

"Alright, alright!" Wen Mu's expression completely amused someone, she put the book on her face and laughed, Wen Mu was confused by her joke, so she glared at her hatefully, turned around and got out of the car, and someone also got out of the car, and said breathlessly: "Little brother Wen Mu, is it okay if my sister is wrong?" You children are good at talking~"

"You can be a Tang monk, one day Rory screamed in my ears non-stop." Yuan Zhi told Wen Mu before that she hated Tang Seng in Journey to the West the most, she didn't know anything, and she tried her best to make trouble.

"What, you say it again, who is Tang Seng!"

Wen Mu glanced at her and said coldly: "Just you, you are Tang Seng!" ”

"Dead guy!" Yuan Zhi was furious, and he didn't want to grab his ear, and threatened: "You can call it again!" ”

"Tang Seng~" Wen Mu's Tang Seng's tail note was a little long, but it still made someone half angry.

Yuan Zhi then nodded with a smile, looking very happy: "Hey~ Master is here!" In vain. ”

"......" Wen Mu was speechless and remained silent.

Yuan Zhi smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" Isn't it quite fun? Why don't you call it? ”

"Boring!"

Yuan Zhi saw a company selling rock sugar gourds, so she took Wen Mu's hand: "Apprentice, buy delicious food for you." ”

Wen Mu sneered, and didn't say anything when she saw her eyes revealing a desire for food.

"Apprentice, as a teacher, I can't do several questions today, see if you can teach me~" As she spoke, Yuan Zhi took out her math workbook with a look of courtesy.

Yuan Zhi saw that Wen Mu was indifferent, so she hurriedly put her hand on his head, as if she wanted to take something off: "Apprentice, the master knows that you don't like this tight spell, so he took it off for you!" ”

Wen Mu glanced at her silently, and said coldly: "Which way?" ”

"Disciple, that's it." Yuan Zhi immediately approached him, sat beside him, took out the pen she had prepared, and handed it to Wen Mu.

"Thank you, apprentice, thank you for teaching as a teacher."

"Lu Yuanzhi!" Wen Mu shouted helplessly.

"What's the matter, vain?"

"Isn't it that these disciples can't do it! No, isn't the apprentice a math genius? ”

"Ahh Don't call me a fugitor anymore! ”

"But apprentice, don't you call me Tang Seng?"

"OK, you're not Tang Seng, okay!"

"Haha......" Yuan Zhi laughed heartily a few times, and then said happily: "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place."

Wen Mu was speechless angrily, and lowered his head to talk about the topic.