Chapter 398 - What Do You Call "Success"
There is no smell wafting out of the poison on time before going to bed, not to mention, the bedroom is still dimmed.
A phone call came, and King Kong gave a desperate reply to Wang Chengyou: "I'm playing in Shenzhen." Lightweight boxing match. ”
"Cao. I'm at the door of your bedroom. ”
"Bang on the door. I won't hold you accountable...... Just a reminder, don't sit on my green couch. ”
Wang Chengyou touched the distinctive reinforced door at the door of King Kong's bedroom, and just wanted to sigh Privilege, privilege, sometimes your name is a double-edged sword.
Fortunately, Jinqiao College has a school hotel.
Wang Chengyou went to the school hotel near the school gate alone late at night. Since the police quickly cracked the late-night female snitch break-in case, the broken window of Jinqiao Academy has finally not formed. The case of the corpse in the basement of the building under construction, in the relaxed rhythm, has also been solved, and the campus safety of Jinqiao College is finally safe.
Wang Chengyou, who was walking late at night, met the school security team twice, and after showing his name as King Kong, he walked smoothly to the school hotel.
Unfortunately, because Jinqiao College had prepared a two-day jewellery design industry forum, the hotel was already overcrowded.
The successive encounters did not negatively affect Wang Chengyou's mood, he returned to the parking lot near the women's dormitory again, met the school patrol team twice, and showed King Kong's WeChat message twice.
If he didn't stay in the car overnight, Wang Chengyou would have to drive back to the city.
Like calling Mo Yan out and accompanying him to see the stars, he was reluctant to do it to Mo Yan.
By the time Wang Chengyou finally arrived at the Handan campus of Fudan University, it was already half past midnight.
Not to mention knocking on the dormitory building, it will be a problem to enter the school door.
Fortunately, he is used to carrying his ID card with him, and after checking in to a hotel near the school, he can finally throw himself upside down on the bed. The elasticity of the mattress made him bounce back twice, and he looked at the ceiling, thinking to Mo Yan, "I don't have long hair because I don't like my aunt." The relationship between me and Wenhao is just a friendship between the boss and the employee. You have to believe in yourself", himself, alone, in the hotel, laughing out loud.
Hmph, it's not so easy to defeat him with psychological warfare. Someone thought happily, completely forgetting that he had a black face, racing all the way, and asked Mo Yan why he didn't have long hair.
Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so he sent a harassment message to Wenhao.
"Mo Yan doesn't have long hair just because she doesn't like her aunt. It has nothing to do with whether you are mentally or not! ”
"Do you know why Mo Yan worked so hard? It's to be with me! ”
"She's just taking you as a boss with a sense of understanding, and you're trying to mislead me by saying vague things. You are so insidious! ”
"By the way, I love the gardenia smell of Mo Yan's hair. I smelled it carefully today and was satisfied! ”
"You must be pretending to be asleep, aren't you?"
has been sending and has not replied, Wang Chengyou has been naughty, charged the phone, and slept.
Hundreds of kilometers away, the writer was really looking at his mobile phone. He carefully browsed one by one, and when he saw the one that "you must be pretending to be asleep", he couldn't help but look up and look left and right.
A girl who was messy for half the night, he just let her go.
She's not the inside line of the person who sent the message, and the world is too terrifying.
The writer stabilized his mind and guessed that Wang Chengyou was cheating him.
He didn't plan to reply to the message. Even if there is a rebuttal, I will not reply, at least not late at night. Throwing his phone aside, he pillowed his arm and lit a late-night cigarette.
Lately, I've been craving a cigarette.
He was also forced to do so.
Today, no, yesterday he walked out of the café where he was face-to-face with Wang Chengyou, and he was only annoyed, and drove home alone, forgetting the driver in Shanghai.
When Dad heard about it, he was furious.
He understands that his father is angry not because he forgot about the driver, but because he drove half-heartedly. A person who doesn't even care about his own safety is hard to imagine that he will put the safety of others at ease.
Dad has not been angry since he found out that his ex-wife was playing "Tanuki for Prince" behind his back and Thunder was furious. The new mother's indifferent temperament is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is the father who sees it. But his safety is not in the list of things that his father sees.
This makes the situation even more difficult.
Dad was originally dissatisfied with him pursuing a college student, but because Mo Yan had a relationship with his new mother, Dad kept silent.
He drove all the way back to his home from Shanghai and was immediately driven to Tongfu by his father's driver. The housekeeper told him that his father was waiting for him in the office.
As soon as he heard that he was waiting in the office, he knew that his father had decided to meddle in his marriage.
Entering Dad's office, Dad glanced at him majestically.
Somehow, he suddenly had a serious rebellious mood, and before his father could speak, he took the lead in speaking: "Dad, if you want to ask me about my girlfriend, I ask you not to say anything, give me half a year, just half a year." ”
"What about in half a year?"
"If I don't succeed, I'll leave it up to you and my mother to arrange."
"What do you mean by 'success'?"
The writer was speechless, and he couldn't tell his father frankly that "splitting Mo Yan and Wang Chengyou" was a success, right?
Tang Sifa glanced at his son coldly, and suddenly smiled: "Forget it, you have an unspeakable look on your face, and I guess it's pretty much the same." Just do as you say. I'll give you half a year until she's done in her sophomore year. ”
The writer quickly turned his gaze away. Dad knows more than he thinks, and he knows that Mo Yan is a sophomore!
The writer who received the new pressure from his father had to relieve the pressure first in the usual way.
was just about to fall asleep, but he received harassment messages from Wang Chengyou one after another.
After the burning ash bounced into the ashtray and snuffed out the rest, the writer got up and took a hot shower, and before he even wiped it all dry, he fell asleep on the bed.
When he came up with a new idea, as soon as his mind relaxed, tiredness came flooding him.
The next day, the sun rose.
Wang Chengyou woke up from the light leakage of the curtains that were deliberately not tightened. After a hearty hotel breakfast, he walked to school. Leave the car in the hotel parking lot and pick it up when there is enough time at noon.
Wenhao stretched, got out of the fluffy quilt, put on boxing gloves, and boxed for a quarter of an hour. The robe is worn on the body, the straps are scattered, and the robes are spread out. Fortunately, the floor he lives on is the top floor, one floor higher than the opposite building, so he doesn't have to worry about being peeped at.
Mo Yan and his roommates were busy rushing out of the dormitory to go to the classroom to read early. After the sophomore year, the days of early reading and evening self-study can become history. Now, Mo Yan, who still needs to be nodified, opened his worried eyes, sprayed rehydrating spray while walking, sprayed it in his bag, changed a bottle of day cream and applied it.
Li Xinran was dumbfounded: "Are you sleepy for those 5 minutes?" ”
"As for, as for. 5 minutes in the morning, and half an hour early to bed the night after the top. ”
The sun shows its true face in the gap between the buildings, and thousands of rays of light shine all over the heavens and the earth.
A whole new day.