Wang Chengyou was irritable and didn't want to wait in vain, even if he was in class, Mo Yan might be in class, so he still called Mo Yan.

It turned out to be turned off!

In a panic, Wang Chengyou's only remaining reason suddenly disappeared.

Over and over again, knowing that the phone was turned off, I couldn't help but call it repeatedly. It wasn't until the phone ran out of battery and it automatically turned off. For the rest of the class, Wang Chengyou held his head with both hands and fell on the table.

He was calculating the possibility that Mo Yan would fall in love with Wenhao, but he was dizzy, and he didn't figure out why.

Probabilities only have a reference meaning.

When it comes to individuals, it's either 0% or 100%.

After class, the teacher glanced at the proud protégé with deep brows on the podium, didn't speak, and walked away shaking his head. The classmates left one after another, only a few diehards, seeing Wang Chengyou sitting in his seat without moving, walked to the door of the classroom, and turned back.

"What's wrong with you? Feeling unwell? Zhu Yujie grabbed ahead of Zheng Shuguang and took the lead in speaking.

Wang Chengyou shook his head. When he shook his head, Yu looked left and right, and found that the classmates around him were gone.

"I saw that you have been on the phone in class, is there something at home?" Zhu Yujie said again, not giving Zheng Shuguang and other boys a chance to speak at all.

Wang Chengyou shook his head again. I started to feel like I couldn't pack my books.

When he walked to the door and hit the door frame, several classmates behind him all felt a pain in their foreheads. I don't know if he walked with his eyes closed.

"Dawn, do you have a battery on your phone?" Wang Chengyou asked.

Zheng Shuguang didn't say a word, and handed over his mobile phone. Wang Chengyou took his mobile phone and called Mo Yan again, this time even worse: the number you dialed was not in the service area.

Not in the service area......

Not in the service area......

When will it be out of the service area? Airplane mode is set; The mobile communication signal in the area is interfered with; There is no mobile signal in your area...... Filtering these possibilities in his mind, Wang Chengyou sighed and returned Zheng Shuguang's mobile phone to him.

If Mo Yan and Wenhao were together, first had a romantic picnic, and then set their phones to airplane mode, what would they do next?

As he walked and thought, Wang Chengyou suddenly punched the wall of the corridor.

"Sss The people behind them all shook their hands and gasped.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhu Yujie whispered in a voice that mixed anger and distress.

Zheng Shuguang raised his palm and blocked it to his lips: "Can't you see it?" He's out of love. ”

"Are you convinced?"

Zheng Shuguang glanced at Zhu Yujie suspiciously. I thought, you don't hide your ecstasy too much, do you?

"Not convinced." Zheng Shuguang opened his eyes wide and curious about the baby, he liked to watch Zhu Yujie go from happy to lost, and he never got tired of watching it.

Zhu Yujie really pursed her mouth and snorted angrily at Zheng Shuguang.

After class in the afternoon, Wang Chengyou has always liked to sweat on the basketball court for an hour, but today he was completely stateless, he was like a defeated little rooster, dejected, stumbling, and running back to the dormitory.

At the door of the men's bedroom, Zhu Yujie patted Zheng Shuguang's shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work." Contact me in the case. ”

Zheng Shuguang put his hand on the back of Zhu Yujie's unwithdrawn hand in time: "Don't worry, it's incumbent." ”

Zhu Yujie's face changed and changed, and Zheng Shuguang always looked at her with a smile and sincerity.

"You let it go."

"Huh?" Zheng Shuguang was shocked.

"Ah, your sister, let go!"

Only then did Zheng Shuguang let go of the hand that pressed his shoulder, and Zhu Yujie's hand that was held by him was freed. The first thing he did to break free was to wipe his hands back and forth.

Zheng Shuguang looked at it with a smile, and he was not angry when he was openly disgusted.

Zhu Yujie wanted to tell him to go back to the bedroom to take care of Wang Chengyou, but seeing him smiling at her like this, she was a little speechless. Angry for a moment, he shook his hand and left.

Zheng Shuguang turned around, and his face returned to a solemn expression. He slowly paced back to his bedroom. It seems that the first wave of people who comforted Wang Chengyou have returned.

He leaned on Wang Chengyou's lower staircase, thought about it, but still didn't speak, didn't ask anything.

Wang Chengyou lay prone on the bed, and all the strength in his body was drained from his thoughts. He felt the need to fall asleep as soon as possible or face a nervous breakdown.

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International roaming is not enabled, and there is no signal on the mobile phone when you are abroad. You can't make or receive phone calls.

After Mo Yan turned on the phone, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when he saw that there was no signal at all.

Good thing to be able to go to the hotel after the internet.

Mo Yan glanced at Wan Ting and Shi Yun, who were holding each other's waists, like conjoined babies, whispering something. Looking at the writer again, the writer has a straight back, a calm expression, and a calm gaze.

Seeing that Mo Yan was looking at him, the writer also looked at Mo Yan.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you have a cell phone signal?"

"I've been roaming internationally because I'm on business trips a lot. Do you need a phone? As he spoke, Wenhao handed the phone to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan shook his head with a smile.

It only takes 1 hour to fly from Pudong International Airport to Jeju Island. In addition to the entry and exit from the airport, security checks, etc., the time spent is an additional hour and a half, which is only the time at the end of the afternoon class.

Maybe Wang Chengyou didn't realize that she was already abroad.

It's better to wait for the afternoon to check in to the hotel, and use WeChat to report safety to Chengyou and his roommates.

Wenhao put his mobile phone in his pocket and raised his wrist to look at his watch: "Party A will have a reception vehicle to pick up the airport." ”

A group of four walked out of the terminal with eight hands empty. The person who picked up the airport was a Chinese, holding a big sign that read "Mr. Tang".

Wan Ting and Shi Yun's pair of conjoined babies walked very slowly, kissing each other for three to five seconds from time to time. Wan Ting has been a little crazy all the way, but it is beautiful to hug and talk to Shi Yun so quietly at this time.

The car to pick up the airport was a silver-gray Mercedes Benz van.

Wenhao pulled Mo Yan, who was about to get into the car, and insisted that the pair of conjoined babies get in the car first. Those who get on the bus first can only sit in the back row. He finally got into the car and sat next to Mo Yan in the middle row.

"Go to the hotel." Wenhao instructed the driver.

"Don't! I'm going to see the camellias. Wan Ting shouted loudly.

The writer ignored it, but asked Mo Yan in a low voice: "Are you tired?" ”

Afraid that he would be scolded by Wan Ting on the spot if he wanted to go back to the hotel first, Mo Yan hurriedly shook his head.

"Okay."

From the airport, I walked for nearly 50 minutes to the tea grove full of tea tree flowers that Wan Ting said.

I didn't expect that in the winter of Jeju Island, there is such a tea grove full of beautiful flowers. White, pink and red flowers dot among the green leaves, and beauty is also beautiful.

It is said that the seeds of the tea tree from Hallasan were plucked and scattered here to prevent wind and sand. That's why we have this lush forest and beautiful tea tree flowers today!

While still in the car, Wan Ting began to scream excitedly.

The driver enthusiastically went to the queue to buy tickets.

In mid-December, Jeju Island is about three or four degrees colder than Lingang, which is also on the seaside.