"I think I'm probably finished, Sister Maomao!"

After waiting anxiously for a while, he saw the news that Yin Yue had returned, and Yang Mobai was not good.

The right hand holding the mobile phone was soft, and it smashed directly on Mao Qianpei's thigh next to her, and the mobile phone that was still bright slipped from between her fingers.

"What's the situation? This is! ”

Yang Mobai's performance made Mao Qianpei frightened, this little face, can she use a loveless expression?

Mao Qianpei, who was puzzled, picked up her mobile phone and looked at it, and immediately smiled.

"Sister Maomao, you're not kind, I'm cold, you can still laugh!"

Hearing Mao Qianpei's laughter, Yang Mobai twisted his neck weakly, turned the face that had become the word "embarrassment" to him, and cried.

"I'm laughing at you stupid, cool ghost!"

"Huh? Isn't it cool? ”

As soon as he heard this, Yang Mobai immediately became energetic, sat up from the chair suddenly, and looked at Mao Qianpei's eyes with a dazzling light, which was a color called "hope".

"Otherwise, you still don't understand the words she sent, 'I'm not one of you, even if I have anything, it doesn't matter to me'?"

After rolling her eyes, Mao Qianpei pointed to the passage sent by Yin Yue on her mobile phone and said.

"What's wrong with that, it's obviously angry! I still know this! ”

Carefully re-read the sentence, Yang Mobai analyzed it from all aspects from the subject-verb-object-object form, but still didn't understand what Mao Qianpei wanted to say.

"What the hell am I ...... Call you stupid, you're really brainless! ”

Yang Mobai's stunned answer almost made the good-tempered Mao Qianpei almost burst into foul language.

However, after thinking about it, considering that Yang Mobai would fight a bachelor for a lifetime, out of humanitarian considerations, Mao Qianpei still patiently continued to explain.

"The point is this sentence 'I'm not someone from you', understand no, the implication is that if you are her, she will be angry! Doesn't this make it clear who makes you what he is! ”

"Is that so? But her reaction just now was obviously angry, and it was clear that she wanted to get rid of the rhythm of the relationship......"

Mao Qianpei's analysis made Yang Mobai suspicious.

"When did I say she's not angry? Which ear did you hear? You deserve to be single! ”

After glaring at Yang Mobai with hatred of iron and steel, Mao Qianpei decided to ignore him, he was still alone, why did he care about Yang Mobai's life? The dogs that leave the group will be burned to death! FFFF~

"Eh, Sister Maomao, don't ignore me, continue to help me analyze ......"

……

Autumn goes to winter, the first snow of Xianlin City falls in a blink of an eye, and the plane tree, which was originally almost bare, changed into silver overnight, and the day of the snow falls has a different beauty of "suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms".

It has been almost two months since Mo Qingqing's birthday, and in the past month or so, it has indeed been as she said at the time, and she has not continued to embarrass Yang Mobai, and the relationship between the two has gradually returned to normal.

At least that's what Yang Mobai thinks.

It's just that Mo Qingqing didn't know how much trouble she caused him that day when she kissed Yang Mobai on a whim!

Anyway, during this time, Yang Mobai was miserable.

Originally, he and Yin Yue were already able to get along like good friends, but they returned to before liberation overnight, and they could only think about talking and laughing, and even Yin Yue didn't go to the Forget Worry Pavilion often, and the things he bought for Fat Xiaotang several times were taken by Wang Beibei.

What's more, on two occasions, seeing Yang Mobai appear, Yin Yue put down the fat little orange without saying a word, turned around and left, and didn't give Yang Mobai a chance to speak.

However, these days, it is not all this kind of sad experience, and the entrepreneurship competition has given Yang Mobai some comfort.

Proud of Yin Yue's suggestion, Yang Mobai took the time to visit and questionnaires in a variety of messy ways, and finally collected a wave of market research on cultural and creative souvenirs, and successfully won the fifth place in the entrepreneurship competition and won the third prize.

Although the ranking is not very high, the top six can all get a venue in the business incubation center.

Of course, the twenty-square-meter store is not as square as the forty square meters of the first place, but Yang Mobai and they are also content, there is a place for them to play, it is enough!

"I think I have the temperament of the tragic male protagonist in a TV series, what do you think?"

Yang Mobai, who was sitting on the swivel chair and spun around sharply, rolled himself to the door and blocked it, and then pointed his nostrils at the other three people, and said with a coquettish face.

"I don't think that's supposed to come out of your mouth! It looks like he's really being abused! ”

Putting down the rag in his hand, Wang Chang couldn't help but shake his head.

"Hey, just talk well, don't look at me! Lao Yang is in that direction! ”

Tang Yu, who vaguely felt that Wang Chang had something to say, couldn't help but point to the door with some annoyance.

"Okay, don't make any noise, you're not tired when you talk about it, I'm still tired when I listen to it!"

Mao Qianpei, who couldn't bear it, threw the rag in her hand on the table and scolded the three of them angrily!

There was no class in the afternoon, and the four of them came together to clean up their small studio, and it will be officially opened next semester.

As a result, before the things were finished, the three of them began to be lazy.

Originally, Yang Mobai would not be in the same stream with the other two, but recently he was abused by Yin Yue and flew up, and on the other hand, he followed Tang Yu to learn badly, and he took the lead in being lazy, which made Mao Qianpei very angry.

"Oh, Sister Maomao, you're resting, it's almost done, anyway, you have to clean it again when you open the door next semester, and today you will install what should be installed, and everything will be fine when you nail it!"

Seeing that Mao Qianpei was angry, Yang Mobai hurriedly stood up, pressed Mao Qianpei on the chair, and sat on the table with one butt.

"Don't make a fuss, let's get down to business, what's our studio going to be called?"

As soon as she heard this, Mao Qianpei, who originally wanted to reprimand again, couldn't help but calm down and fell into deep thought, while Wang Chang and Tang Yu, who were staring at each other with big eyes, also frowned.

To be honest, Tang Yu was the first to participate in the competition, and when he participated in the competition, he only used the temporary topic of "cultural and creative souvenir production and retail", as for the name of the studio or something, I really didn't think about it!

"Old Tang, is there any suitable name for opening the studio?"

Eight eyes opposite, Yang Mobai set his eyes on Tang Yu, who was rolling his eyes.

"Don't, you know, I'm incompetent, and you won't want to go back and give you a 'good again'! You're the boss, you say one, I have no opinion! ”