Chapter Seventy-Two: The Wanton Dancer 6
Chang Lu opened the window, and the fresh air and warm sunlight outside instantly filled half of the room.
She stared at the computer in front of her.
It's been a long, long time since I've coded again, so long that she sometimes can't even remember that her job is an author, not a full-time mother.
Even Chang Lu sometimes forgets that he is just a single dog in his twenties.
She shook her head, putting the thoughts behind her for now.
After all, her main task now is to protect Xu Qiuzhi, and secondly, she has to find a way to make money.
At that time, he boasted that he had earned some money before he came to Xu Qiuzhi.
"It's too slow to write a novel to make money......" Chang Lu thought with a face.
Write novels, especially long novels. You can't make money in the early stage, and you can only accumulate popularity little by little.
But she has no golden fingers, except for writing novels, she can only rely on her college major to become an accountant.
However, the salary of a small accountant is lower.
"I'm so sad." Chang Lu sighed and continued to surf the web.
The last world was the end times, and the last world was ancient. Chang Lu hasn't felt the joy of going online for a long time.
She clicked on the hot search list, and the second hot search made her eyes shine.
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"I look forward to the active submission of screenwriters with ideals and scripts. The next big IP may come from you. â
Chang Lu laughed out a mouthful of glutinous rice teeth.
The last thing she lacks is a story of true feelings.
Chang Lu turned on the computer, and his slender fingers began to tap on the keyboard.
She thought of Jiang Zhuohua, who was bright and compelling, who was supposed to be the heroine of romance, but who became the heroine of the heroine in life.
The Jiang Zhuohua, who worries about the country and the people, is ambitious, and has eloquence and strategy.
----- on the playground-------
Xu Qiuzhi ran round and round around the track and field, his high black ponytail dangling with the movement of his master.
"How many laps has she run here?" A few girls who were hiding under the tree to enjoy the shade secretly discussed.
"Oh, it looks like it's the fifth lap."
Xu Qiuzhi, who was discussed, was unaware of it, and was still immersed in the decompression brought by running.
Her sweat slid down her fair face recklessly.
Sixth lap.
Seventh lap.
Seventh-and-a-half laps.
The track and field is 400 meters in a circle, and every time he takes physical education class, Xu Qiuzhi will run 3,000 meters around the track and field.
Xu Qiuzhi slowly stopped, stood in place and gasped for breath.
A bottle of water appeared in her field of vision.
Ning Zong heard yesterday that Xu Qiuzhi might be going to transfer schools, and he was still low for a long time when he went home.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I came to school today, I heard that Xu Qiuzhi was still studying in the class.
But he was really scared, afraid that he would never see her again if he hadn't said a few more words to Xu Qiuzhi.
So, he skipped class in the first period and came to the playground to find Xu Qiuzhi.
Xu Qiuzhi raised his head and stared at the boy opposite for a while.
Ning Zong: The goddess has seen me! I knew that there were no girls in this school who didn't know me.
Xu Qiuzhi didn't take the bottle of water, but tilted his head a little puzzled: "Hello, do we know each other?" â
The aura of the big boy on the other side, who was smiling like a Shiba Inu, lowered, but soon, he cheered up again.
"Hello, Xu Qiuzhi, you probably don't know me. But I've been paying attention to you for a long time, I'm Ning Zong from Class 301. Ning Zong regretted it after saying this, how could he live like a young girl with a spring.
Xu Qiuzhi glanced to the side, and almost everyone in the class focused their attention on the two of them.
Especially girls, there are curious, envious, and even jealous.
Not knowing is a trouble not to approach.
Xu Qiuzhi simply made a judgment on Ning Zong.
"Well, thank you." Xu Qiuzhi took the water from Ning Zong's hand, after all, in front of so many people, refusing this bottle of water really made him unable to get off the stage.
Ning Zong's smile was even brighter, and Xu Qiuzhi suspected that if he had a tail, his tail would be able to fly up now.
Immediately after, Ning Zong watched Xu Qiuzhi take out two yuan from the pocket of his school uniform and stuff it into his hand.
There was appreciation and kindness in his eyes: "Being able to support oneself can also think of such business opportunities." It's amazing. â
Wait??? Did she misunderstand something???
"That, I'm not." Ning Zonggang wanted to explain, but looking at the goddess's admiring eyes, he swallowed his words. "You're welcome."
Xu Qiuzhi smiled politely and turned to leave.
She didn't show it on her face, but she said evilly in her heart: "Interesting child." â
But it's just fun.
The world may be at the end of the world, but it is absolutely impossible for her Xu Qiuzhi to fall in love before work.
It's not happy enough to study, or it's not tiring enough to take care of Dad.
For Xu Qiuzhi, this is just a small episode, which does not delay her from continuing to immerse herself in learning.
But for Wu Beibei, this is nothing more than a bolt from the blue.
"Babe, where are you going?" When the friend next to him was looking at the gossip, when he turned around, he saw that Wu Beibei was leaving.
Wu Beibei clutched her stomach and smiled stiffly: "My stomach hurts a little and I want to go back to the classroom first." â
"I'll accompany you." Her friend asked her with concern.
"No, no, you can keep watching. Remember to tell me what happened next. The last few words, Wu Beibei even gritted his teeth and squeezed them out.
It's a pity that my friend didn't hear it.
The day of class passed quickly, and Wen Ran glanced at Xu Qiuzhi again before preparing to leave.
She had always learned that it was dark at school.
The rejection in the morning made him feel a little embarrassed. Especially when he saw Xu Qiuzhi receiving Ning Zong's water, it made him feel even more embarrassed.
Wen Ran carefully took the chocolate out of the desk and stuffed it into her school bag.
"Huh?" The love letter is gone.
Wen Ran flipped through the desk again, no, there were no love letters he wrote anywhere.
Did Xu Qiuzhi take it secretly?
Wen Ran looked at Xu Qiuzhi, who was doing physics papers on the side.
No, she's not that kind of person.
Wen Ran thought of the other person who was present at the time, Wu Beibei.
He looked at her location, but found that Wu Beibei had already left.
I'll have to ask again tomorrow.
And Wu Beibei is actually in the school's grove now, and Cui Qinglei is with her.
Cui Qinglei tore the love letter to shreds, and she glared at Wu Beibei, who flinched.
"So what? What do you mean by showing me this? â
Wu Beibei on weekdays would never dare to talk to Cui Qinglei more, but after thinking about Ning Zong in the morning, he still strengthened his courage and replied to her: "I, I know you like Wen Ran." â
Cui Qinglei sneered: "The whole class knows. â
"But Wen Ran confessed to Xu Qiuzhi today."
"Xu Qiuzhi accepted it?" Cui Qinglei glanced at her.
"Didn't refuse." Wu Beibei looked into her eyes and replied.
"Fuck, this slut." Cui Qinglei scolded, and said with some self-deprecation, "Then what can I do?" â
"It's easy." Wu Beibei clenched her clothes, her voice trembling and firm: "Just let her feel that she is not worthy of Wen Ran, or, let her not dare to talk to Wen Ran again." â
"That's easy." If Cui Qinglei could make other girls not talk to Wen Ran, she would have done it a long time ago.
Wu Beibei was petite, only about one meter five, she stood on tiptoe lightly and whispered in Cui Qinglei's ear.
"I have an idea."