Chapter 133: Cui Xuena's Super Mansion
Tang Shishi was pulled and scolded: "What's the matter, you are just too low-key, so you will be bullied by Song Nanxi, didn't you say that your phone was stolen yesterday?" Xia Meng and I both suspect that the phone may have been stolen by Song Nanxi, because only Song Nanxi had the motive to delete the post, and he also issued such an apology post, obviously trying to play you stink, and you didn't even tell me? β
Cui Xuena faced the eyes around her, smiled, and said, "This kind of thing, what is there to say......
"Wow, is Cui Xuena's family really rich?"
"I said that she often wears very expensive clothes, and she must be in good condition at home."
"Yes, but it looks like Song Nanxi is a little richer, right? After all, last time Jiang Nanyan's birthday, she directly sent a luxury bag, tens of thousands! β
"What!" Tang Shishi was dismissive, "Poor relatives, just pretending, do you really think Song Nanxi is rich?" It's just naΓ―ve! β
When the female classmates saw this posture, they all looked at Cui Xuena curiously.
Cui Xuena felt a little embarrassed, stretched out her hand to pull Tang Shishi, and said, "Don't say it, I only told you these words, if it spreads, how bad it will be for Nanxi to find me......"
"If no one knows, they can't do it unless they do!" Tang Shishi said as a matter of course, "She can do this thing, why is it bad!" β
Cui Xuena faced the eyes around her, and suddenly felt that she was speechless, so she had to be quiet and silent.
This attitude makes people feel that she is acquiescing.
All of a sudden, Tang Shishi moved several people and began to sing and scold Song Nanxi.
And Song Nanxi has been closing the closing to recuperate.
The theme of this competition was announced last week, and the creation time was three days, but Song Nanxi was very busy this weekend, staying up late last night to conceive and draw a design draft all night, and before the deadline, it was sent to the mentor.
Today's class is relatively relaxed, and after class, Song Nanxi is ready to go home.
Song Nanxi pushed the wheelchair out and saw Jiang Nanyan at the door.
Jiang Nanyan smiled sweetly, looked pure and kind, and said: "Nanxi, we haven't been drinking coffee together for a long time, do you want to be together?" β
Song Nanxi has been so busy recently that she almost forgot about her.
Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "I stayed up late last night and want to go back to sleep, next time." β
"Ah," Jiang Nanyan looked a little regretful, "Then how is your leg?" Is it much better? β
"Well, it's okay." Song Nanxi's attitude was indifferent.
Jiang Nanyan seemed to be a little frustrated, a little sad, and said: "Nanxi, are you still blaming me?" β
"No," Song Nanxi pushed the wheelchair, "I'm going back to catch up on sleep." β
Jiang Nanyan stepped back and said, "Ah, by the way, I heard that the selection of this competition is not selected by the mentor, it will be announced to the forum at seven o'clock in the evening, so that the public will judge, and the results will be released in two days, are you sure about Nanxi?" β
Gu Lingwei came out of the classroom and almost rolled her eyes when she heard this.
Song Nanxi looks low-key, but the painting style is atmospheric, the idea is very spiritual, and the fans are more loyal than the other, she is not sure, who is sure?
"Yanyan," Tang Shishi's cool voice came, she glanced at Song Nanxi with disdain, and said deliberately: "Xia Mengmeng and I went to Xue Na's super mansion to have a look, will you go?" β
Song Nanxi raised her eyebrows.
Cui Xuena's, super mansion?