Li Xinran was surprised: "What, you also bought a similar skirt?" I chose a crimson scarf to wear with this skirt. ”

Mo Yan was a little stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

When shopping, everyone was busy chasing their goals, rummaging and bargaining, bargaining, and trading, and she had no documents. Li Xinran said it so firmly, she couldn't help but be suspicious, maybe her own one was really hidden in the pile of victories that were put together.

Mo Yan turned around silently with suspicion.

While picking up her victories, she thought resentfully, during the military training, it seemed that she helped Li Xinran with food, and Li Xinran remembered to give the lunch box every time, and forgot to give the meal card......

picked it up twice, but there was no white gauze skirt similar to the one that Li Xinran took away in his memory. Mo Yan's mood plummeted.

Jiang Xiaoxi, who was still careful, found that Mo Yan was in a bad mood, but she was too careful - her mother must have repeatedly told her to be tactful and not to make enemies, and she didn't dare to ask Mo Yan loudly what was wrong.

When Mo Yan went to the bathroom on the balcony, she herself followed, and when Mo Yan came out, she quietly asked Mo Yan if she was a little unhappy?

Mo Yan looked at Jiang Xiaoxi, and had the heart to complain, but he felt that the unfounded suspicions in his heart only made Jiang Xiaoxi embarrassed. If you say that you don't give a meal card if you have evidence, it seems that you are too stingy......

Mo Yan, who couldn't make up his mind for a while, had no choice but to smile at Jiang Xiaoxi and shook his head.

At eight o'clock the next day, Mo Yan's mobile phone rang.

She was sleeping soundly, and casually pressed the refusal to answer. After pressing it, he turned over, and then fell asleep. But in the next second, he woke up again. The caller is, it's a writer!

Sitting up from the bed, Mo Yan was in a dilemma. It would certainly be rude to ignore the phone call and it would be reluctant to call it back. Mo Yan had an idea, came up with a compromise solution, and sent a text message to Wenhao asking questions.

"Something?"

"It won't be up yet, will it??" The writer's short message, I don't know why, I brought two hellos.

"Uh......"

"Understood. I'll contact you in an hour? At that time, I happened to be in Lingang. ”

Mo Yan held his mobile phone and couldn't type a word at all.

He's coming to Lingang?

Who's okay to come to the port.

Lingang is located on the coast of the East China Sea and Hangzhou Bay. It sounds beautiful, but it's a piece of land created by reclamation from the sea.

The "port" in Lingang refers to the Yangshan deep-water port. Yangshan Deepwater Port is the first port in China to be built on a tiny island, and after several years of development, it has become the world's busiest container port and the first fully automated container terminal in China.

However, the vast Lingang, only this one industry can be handled, can not support the prosperity of the port. Of the only 46,000 people in Lingang City, 31,000 are university students. It can be said that it is the new city of Shanghai, and it is also the empty city of Shanghai.

It is located in a remote area, far away from the urban area, lacks a convenient transportation system, and the supporting facilities are poor...... It's just a shame for the word "Shanghai" to which it belongs administratively! Who has nothing to do here?

"Don't have a psychological burden, my friend recommended Dishui Lake to me, saying that the environment is quiet and there are few tourists, facing the sea, looking at the windmill, I think it should be good. Halfway through, I suddenly remembered that your school seemed to be in Lingang...... That's when I called you. ”

What does it mean to cover up? It's called wanting to cover up!

Mo Yan held the phone, like holding a hot potato.

The phone rang suddenly again without warning, and Mo Yan almost threw it away. Fortunately, Yu Guang saw that it was Wang Chengyou who called.

"Chengyou, it's a big deal," Mo Yan lowered his voice and called for emergency help.

"What's wrong?"

"The writer is coming!"

Wang Chengyou's face sank, but his tone did not change, he was still calm and happy: "Come here, come here, Lingang is not our family, and Jinqiao College is not our family." After speaking, he also glanced at King Kong, who was sleeping on his back on the lower bunk.

The guy King Kong, who owns the Golden Bridge Academy, is blatant enough, he occupies a dormitory by himself, and also changes the dormitory into a bedroom-kitchen structure. I didn't know that this guy was so passionate about cooking, and there were as many as seven or eight pots, large and small.

When Wang Chengyou first saw King Kong's bedroom, he opened his mouth and said: "You are not afraid that others will know that you have privileges", King Kong asked randomly: "Why should I hide it?" I don't want to hide it, I don't want to make it public. I just live the life I want to live. ”

Mo Yan's words came from his ears: "What if he calls me and I say that we will meet?" ”

"Then see you, can he still eat us?" Intentionally or unintentionally, he bit the "we" very hard.

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. She, in fact, is not disgusted with seeing the writer at all, the writer makes a long story short, does not say embarrassing words, and can always make her open her mouth in a few words - this is the deep impression he left on her when he replanned and designed the Star Tea Shop. She was just afraid that Wang Chengyou would be unhappy if he had an opinion.

Since Wang Chengyou is indifferent, she will let it be.

King Kong rolled over and almost knocked himself to the ground. After pressing the air with one hand, he sat up alertly, and when he saw Wang Chengyou, he turned his head down again.

"It seems that the bunk beds with uniform specifications in the school are not enough for you to toss." After hanging up the call with Mo Yan, Wang Chengyou teased King Kong.

King Kong said vaguely: "It's not that you deliberately want to open bunk beds because you have to come to Jinqiao Academy for the weekend every week, otherwise, how cool will Kingsize Simmons roll!" ”

Wang Chengyou smiled appreciatively. The shameless remarks that come to Golden Bridge College every week for the weekend seem to come from his mouth.

Wang Chengyou was more comfortable than in his own school, he didn't shout King Kong, he took the meal card on the table and went out, sending a message to Mo Yan as he went, telling her where to gather.

Nancheng Graceland.

Such an elegant and high-end name is actually just the name of the school cafeteria near the undergraduate dormitory. By analogy, there are also Dongcheng Qing Garden, Xicheng Xiu Garden, and Beicheng ...... There will probably be another 5,000 students before we consider building a restaurant in the northern part of the campus.

Wang Chengyou walked on a beautiful campus comparable to the highest level of universities, and any Jinqiao student except King Kong, Mo Yan and their roommates, when they saw him, their first reaction was only one: this must be a senior!

Waiting for Mo Yan at the door of the Graceland Restaurant in Nancheng as promised, Wang Chengyou immediately found that she was in a wrong mood.

"Are you still happy about the visit of the writer?"

"No, it's because of one of my roommates."

Touching his forehead and sighing sadly, Mo Yan told Wang Chengyou without reservation from the meal card to the white gauze skirt. I thought that Wang Chengyou would be the enemy, but I didn't expect what he said was: "Mo Yan, don't trap yourself in a trivial pattern." ”

Seeing that Mo Yan's face was wrong, Wang Chengyou hurriedly detoured: "Yes, yes, you have reasons to be angry, complain, and unhappy." I'm sure she's trying to take advantage of you. ”