"You have to discuss with me when you fill in the volunteers."

"Oh."

"Also, you owe me 2 to answer your needs."

"Yes?"

"No denial! Otherwise, see how I ......"

He lifted his arm and grabbed her in slow motion. He used to grab her in slow motion like this, and she always turned around, dodging quickly and agilely. But this time, she didn't dodge.

His hand, caught off guard against her chest, soft, elastic, only momentary touch, he retracted his hand like an electric shock.

Halfway through the words, it automatically dissipates. His mind was foggy, and he couldn't think of how to make a sentence. No more laughing, no disguise, he looked down at her with a heavy head.

Mo Yan was obviously very nervous, she shrunk her shoulders and arched her back slightly. Like a frightened kitten, it all depends on curiosity.

In the moonlight, she was beautiful.

He felt that gravity seemed to have a special effect on his head, causing him to slowly and slowly come up completely uncontrollably.

I want to taste the taste of small red strawberries in early summer.

Mo Yan's breathing became disordered at that moment. Her eyes, as if she were about to fall asleep, closed one by one.

At the critical moment, Wang Chengyou suddenly stopped.

He can't kiss like this!

Although he didn't know where it was, there must have been a pair of eyes waiting to be taken secretly staring at him in the dark.

He must not lose the big for the sake of the small!

Mo Yan waited for a while, calmed down, and opened a slit in his eyes, oops, I'm ashamed, Wang Chengyou has his back to her!

She was really confused, thinking about what the first kiss was not the first kiss, and she closed her eyes with a blush and heartbeat. I can't help but be ashamed every time I think about it!

Reserved! A girl's reserve!

Mo Yan stomped his foot, turned around and ran towards the door of the building.

Suddenly, her hand was caught. She looked back in surprise and saw Wang Chengyou's smiling face as beautiful as the breeze and the moon.

He grabbed her hand: "Listen, to Alice, let's dance!" ”

…… I'm the dividing line where Mo Yan can't figure out the situation and wants to be angry but can't get angry......

After Wang Chengyou was distressed for about five or six days, he was relieved again - from another perspective, this matter is actually nothing. Since there is a road of "justifiable", there is naturally the opposite road of "water comes naturally, and it deserves its name".

Wang Chengyou swayed in the hammock set up on the pirate bed, his eyes looked at the ceiling decorated with the starry sky at night, and after setting a strategy for himself to be patient and meticulous in cultivating his feelings, he returned to his usual carefree appearance.

The days passed slowly in an unaccustomed state of relaxation.

It is said that from June 22nd to 26th, the college entrance examination results and undergraduate score line will be announced, and a day or two later, the school will organize students to fill in the college entrance examination volunteers.

On the fifth day when Mo Yan went to work in Tang Wenhao's studio, their college entrance examination results were announced. Wang Chengyou is only 1 point away from the provincial science champion. Nearly 20 points higher than the king wind. And Joey finally raised his eyebrows once, surpassing the king wind by 6 points.

Wang Zhifeng no longer cares about the results, according to Xu Qinglai, Wang Zhifeng has set a ticket to Cambridge on June 30.

Either way, including Joey, they're all random picks. Mo Yan took a long breath and bravely checked his name and the score under his name. She was a full 200 points lower than Wang Chengyou.

How to put it, there is no way to find fault with each subject. Judging from the total score, it can be regarded as a normal upper performance. Mo Jielian hadn't gotten off work yet, so she couldn't wait to call: "Yan, how is the score?" How does the teacher assess? ”

Her score, don't think about it, the popular majors of the second book are enough, but the two books outside Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, should be able to read one if nothing else.

This is already a good result that she couldn't have imagined half a year ago.

"Which school and which major are you going to apply for?" Mo Jielian asked repeatedly. Mo Yan was deeply anxious to ask.

"I haven't figured it out yet."

"Mom doesn't understand this, she can't help you. What advice do teachers have? Or ask the writer? Yan Song? ”

"I'll think again."

Hanging up his mother's phone, Mo Yan sighed slightly. It's not that she didn't think about it, as early as when the score didn't come down, she thought about it, she wanted to apply for the art design major. The idea of "giving up being an art student and going to be a kindergarten teacher" has long since disappeared with the internship in the writer's studio.

After spending a few days in the writer's studio, seeing those wonderful creative designs all day long, through the paper, can make her feel the beauty of life, and her hands suddenly become itchy. No, she wants to choose a second book with a good art design major!

It's just that thinking of what Wang Chengyou said about filling in the volunteer to discuss with him, she didn't blurt out her thoughts.

"Mo Yan, I'm downstairs at your house."

When Mo Yan was worried and afraid of disagreeing with Wang Chengyou, Wang Chengyou's phone called. I'm going to discuss with her about filling in the exam volunteers! Mo Yan rushed downstairs as fast as he could. When I opened the door, I said menacingly: "I want to apply for an art and design major!" ”

Strike first!

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Wang Chengyou accepted it in one bite, and did not forget to praise her for doing well in the exam by the way.

Mo Yan's heart jumped with joy. It's great, I'm really afraid that Wang Chengyou will deny it, although she holds the broken heart that he will tear his face if he doesn't comply.

"Which school should I choose?" For this question, she really didn't have a lot in mind.

"I have a proposal for the school." Wang Chengyou said with a very serious expression. Mo Yan looked at his overly serious look, and his heart suddenly became solemn.

"What do you think of Shanghai Jinqiao College?"

Mo Yan's eyes flipped 45 degrees to the left and entered a search state. Shanghai, this place is naturally familiar, but what the hell is Jinqiao College?

"Why don't I remember this school?" After searching my stomach, I really don't have the impression of such a university.

"This is a private university......"

Mo Yan screamed strangely. What the? Private? Wang Chengyou, how much benefit money did you take, and you have to push her, a person who worked hard to get a good score, into the team of pit fathers? She's still a fatherless child. Who doesn't know that there is a gap between the graduation certificate of a private university and the full-time national education series graduation certificate of a public college, and it will be restricted from applying for graduate school or taking the civil service examination in the future!

Well, she may not necessarily continue her studies in graduate school, but she has the score of reading two books, why should she go to a private university?!

It's good to discuss when filling in the volunteers, but it's not a burial!

"Mo Yan, listen to me......"

"Don't listen, don't listen, I don't listen!"

Wang Chengyou went to pull Mo Yan who was covering his ears with his hands, but his shoulders were held down.

Looking back, it was Tang Wenhao wearing sunglasses! It's not too soon, it's not too late, it's really messy.

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