"Director Feng Ji hid on the corner of the road ahead. Go, I'll take you down a hidden path. ”

Wang Chengyou squeezed his eyes.

The angle of the morning sun was just right, reflecting his eyebrows and eyes, and even the teeth that he showed when he smiled flashed with the light of white diamonds. Mo Yan's eyes were blurred, and he seemed to see a vivid gouache painting.

In the painting, the young man is moist, full, and bright, and his smile is so infectious.

Shaking her head, the blocks of paint color fell apart, and the real Wang Chengyou was trying to pull her hand.

Hurriedly put his hands behind his back, Mo Yan turned his head: "Don't!" ”

"You think, Director Feng Ji is a lot of eight women, and you just happen to be ......" Wang Chengyou hesitated, his eyes full of hints.

And she just happened to be in turmoil again?

At the moment when Mo Yan hesitated, Wang Chengyou accurately grabbed her hand that was exposed due to slackness.

The heat continued to pass through his warm and clean palms, and Mo Yan was flustered thinking that they were not junior high school students again, how could they be so good at pulling and pulling, and at the same time, he found that he was a little greedy for the heat in the cold wind.

"Wang Chengyou, although it seems ungrateful to say this, you better stay away from me."

"What did Secretary He say?"

"What does it have to do with Secretary He?"

"So, the one who dislikes me, is it you?"

Mo Yan's eyes widened, and he secretly regretted that he had already known that he had relied on Secretary He! That would save even the reason.

No, you have to seize the initiative in the conversation: "Yes, it's me." Don't ask me why! I won't tell you if I do! In short, you and me, the well water does not interfere with the river water! ”

Wang Chengyou's eyes were covered with a layer of loss, and his smile was reduced by a few points. He didn't smile, but he looked deep and melancholy: "Okay." Let's go. ”

3 seconds passed.

10 seconds passed.

Mo Yan was still standing opposite him, no more than half a meter apart.

Gradually, Mo Yan blushed: "You let go." ”

Wang Chengyou turned his face arrogantly, didn't look at Mo Yan, and said solemnly: "Why should I let go?" You dislike me, why should I cooperate with you? ”

"You!"

Mo Yan was angry and anxious, and there was really no way out. I had no choice but to move my mouth myself and bite down on his hand.

"Ahh Wang Chengyou couldn't help but let out a low voice.

Relative!

Immature!

With a bit of brute strength, do you think she has nothing to do?

Mo Yan rubbed the back of his free hand back and forth several times to bite people's mouths, shook the red hand that had just broken free, and the expression on his face changed, some were flustered, some were ashamed, and some were proud...... Of course, the most obvious of these is the strong outfit.

Biting is quite substandard, but, who let him be a scoundrel first?!

Before Wang Chengyou could react from being bitten, Mo Yan picked up the green bushes and fled back to the main road. Ignoring the surprised gazes of the students around him, he strolled forward with his head held high.

Wang Chengyou, who was left behind, looked at the two rows of small tooth marks on the back of his hand in disbelief, and if he looked carefully, he could still see the looming wet saliva stains......

At the bend of the road ahead, there was indeed a face of excitement hiding in front of him, and Mo Yan'an walked over safely.

Unable to stand the complicated stares of passers-by, Mo Yan stepped into the fork in the path, and the end of the fork led to the path where he had found a one-meter-long snake. That inaccessible road has almost become Mo Yan's royal road recently.

In addition to the fearless English teacher James, I also met Xu Qinglai and her lackeys once.

When Mo Yan stepped on the remote path behind the teaching building, he couldn't help but pause.

It's really a crow's mouth, what to say, what to come.

Not far away, Xu Qinglai was fiddling with her long cloud-like hair, stepping on the beat with one foot boringly, looking like she was waiting for someone. At this moment, it is too late to provoke again, and those lackeys who are more arrogant than the owner have already rushed behind her. Mo Yan was shocked: Are you waiting for her? To get first-hand gossip information?

"Lylai! What a coincidence! Good morning! Mo Yan took the greatest enthusiasm and took the initiative to greet him, "You are so beautiful today!" ”

"Can you speak? When is Sister Lai not pretty? ”

"That's it! If you can't speak, shut up, no one will treat you as a dumb person! ”

Mo Yan turned a deaf ear to the lackeys' cynicism.

Xu Qinglai showed a rare smile, raised his arm, and hooked Mo Yan's neck: "Mo Yan, I heard that you like OKOG." How about I send you the latest OKOG model? Take your pick. ”

That light-colored tote bag is an exaggerated OKOG! OKOG, a niche brand with a very secret logo and born in Milan, the capital of fashion and art!

When Mo Yan graduated from junior high school at the age of 14, she received an OKOG bandeau dress from Mo Jielian. That is the love of her heart, and it is also the most brilliant epitome of her teenage years so far.

She wore it to the prom, the right amount of high-class gray to crush the black and red gown.

Mo Yan's poor life was originally incompatible with Xu Qinglai's luxurious and wealthy life. But since the junior high school graduation party, she was unfortunately looked at by Xu Qinglai and included in the "blacklist of potential opponents".

Fortunately, Xu Qinglai then quickly discovered that Mo Yan was really online for a long time, and he appeared occasionally. Such a person, it's too late to laugh, who disdains to be a serious opponent, so he quietly removed her from the blacklist.

It wasn't until last week that I overheard that she always accosted her prince with a portrait that I remembered that there was such a person. Unexpectedly, only a weekend later, this little-known ordinary person quickly became popular. Even her cousin is asking "Do you still have photos of Mo Yan".

Hearing Xu Qinglai say that she wanted to give a gift, Mo Yan kept a smile on her face, and her heart sank, not knowing what she was going to ask.

"Lailai, it's useless."

"So, I'll give you a chance to make a meritorious service."

"What is it?"

If you should come, you can't escape. Mo Yan has never lacked the courage to face it head-on.

"I also want to be a hot topic and become an influencer. You help me! ”

Mo Yan was dumbfounded. Her shame and embarrassment turned out to be the sweetheart in Xu Qinglai's eyes. The world is so diverse.

"Uh......" Mo Yan hesitated, not knowing how to express it, so as to clearly explain that it was a side result of a special event.

"I know it's hard to plan. You think slowly, I'll come back in three days. Good Mo Yan, if I become famous, you will thank me even though the lion opens his mouth! ”

Mo Yan's mouth opened wide in surprise. Excuse me, did she say yes?

Xu Qinglai had already walked away, and no one listened to what she was going to say.

Mo Yan rubbed his chest and let out a turbid breath. What an exciting start to the week.

However, slowly—Mo Yan's eyes purred—it was not impossible to promise Xu Qinglai. The key to this is naturally the media person Mo Jielian knows. All she had to do was come up with a seemingly invulnerable reason.

Now is not the time to think about this, at the moment, there is something more important for Mo Yan.