Chapter 8: Play!
07 Lie on the bed, close your eyes, and smell the smell of home.
It feels so good to be home.
After enjoying the feeling of coming home for a while, 07 started to have a headache.
Headache what?
Art exams, of course.
At this time, she was blind, and she didn't even have a direction to review.
Just when 07 had a headache about this, there was a knock on the door, and it was Ling Xue.
Ling Xue carried the 07 schoolbag and said, "07, what do you want?" ”
07 looked at Ling Xue, turned over and sat up from the bed and said, "How are you preparing for the art exam?" ”
Ling Xue, who heard 07 ask this, laughed 'poof'.
"Laughing at what?"
"07, why do I think you're weird today, you never paid attention to what your mother said before, and you never asked me about it, what's wrong today?"
"I'm not happy to care about you, I'm not happy to forget it!"
07 After speaking, he went back to bed again.
Ling Xue came to 07, held 07's face and said with a smile: "Sister, of course I am a hundred willing, you don't know that you just responded to your mother's voice, and your mother dared to cry." ”
"Cut!" 07 Tilt your head to the side as if you don't care.
Ling Xue smiled and said, "I have been preparing for the examination for Jingying for three years, so it can be said that I have made all the preparations, and there should be no problem if there is no accident." ”
At first, 07 planned to ask Ling Xue about the art examination, but after checking the Internet café, he found that the content of the art examination for acting and directing was completely different, so naturally there was nothing to inquire about, so 07 didn't ask any further.
After Ling Xue finished speaking, she said, "07, you're about to graduate from high school, don't you have any plans for your future life?" ”
"Yes, wow!"
"What?"
"Play!"
“……”
In the previous life, everyone thought that 07 was a scrap that only knew how to play, but no one knew that this scrap had an almost genius brain.
And 07 doesn't bother to say this to others, after all, what do others think of her and what does it have to do with her? She didn't live for them!
Of course, if you say it, how can you pretend to be a big X!
07 didn't know what time Ling Haichang came back last night, but when she came down from upstairs, he was already sitting at the dining table eating, and Lu Xiaofeng and Ling Xue were there.
When Ling Haichang saw 07, he immediately got up and stepped forward and said, "Brother 7, your hair color is so beautiful." ”
Ling Haichang has been outside all this time, and 07 only did this hairstyle, so it's the first time I've seen it.
Although Ling Haichang really wants 07 to be a gentle and lovely girl like Ling Xue, as long as 07 is happy, he can accept it.
07 glared at him and said, "Lao Ling, you can't speak." ”
Ling Haichang was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?" Am I not right? ”
"Of course not, I'm cool, fashion, ok? What is beautiful, don't understand fashion, don't give your opinion! 07 said with a disgusted look on his face and walked towards the table.
The conversation between Ling Haichang and 07 made Lu Xiaofeng and Ling Xue laugh, obviously this kind of mutual hatred between their father and daughter often happens.
"Yes, yes, I don't understand fashion, I said the wrong thing." After Ling Haichang finished speaking, he turned back to the table and said, "But girl, what the hell are you calling me back, if Chu Yichen hadn't refused to sign here, I wouldn't have been able to come back for a while!" ”
Chu Yichen refused to visa?
I don't think I said that yesterday.
When 07 looked at Ling Haichang, Ling Haichang hinted with the eyes of their father and daughter who only understood.
07 immediately understood, and didn't say more on this topic, but said: "My head teacher asked you to go." ”
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Otherwise, I'll go, your father didn't come back until three o'clock last night, and he only slept for two or three hours." ”
"I'm waiting for you in the car."
07 After speaking, he dropped the milk cup in his hand and got up and walked directly out of the hall.