Nancheng grew up in the palm of her hand by her family, and she listened to Guo Meili's words and wanted to reach out to hug Guo Meili. Because Hao Meng slept after a while, she didn't dare to move.

Guo Meili rarely told anyone about her parents, although this was well known in their village.

Later, tomorrow night, her classmates talked about the stupid things she did in high school, Guo Meili had to go to work tomorrow, climbed out of bed and took a little medicine, and climbed back into her bed to sleep.

Life goes on, and some of the past has clearly become a memory.

Tomorrow night, I looked at the ceiling for a while, and slowly fell asleep.

Nan Cheng may have started to be hypocritical again because of the big aunt's quick arrival, and she kept thinking that if she hadn't brought the cat back, Guo would definitely not have remembered those painful memories.

The four of them didn't have classes on Thursday, because it was too cold outside, they planned to nest in the dormitory for the morning, and then when Guo came back in the afternoon, they went to Xu Shuguang's e-sports club to report.

The three of them slept for a while, and they wanted to play the king for a while, but they opened the game, only to see that the game was down for maintenance, and they could log in to the game at half past ten.

Hao Meng will go to the third slag base, and tomorrow night he will go to the anchor to learn technology.

Nancheng wanted to brush the anime, but she saw that it hadn't been updated yet, she opened WeChat, wanted to send a message to the great god, thought about it and didn't send it, and then clicked on Weibo, she didn't seem to have forwarded the male god's scarf for a long time.

She clicked on the male god's Weibo homepage and wanted to make up for the Weibo she didn't forward, but after retweeting two, she felt bored.

Later, she clicked on the official blog of "Three Thousand", and saw that there were already more than 200,000 fans, and there was still that Weibo in it, but the comments were already 100,000.

Nan Cheng read the three-minute propaganda again, and then flipped through the comments. Most of them are still abuse from prodigal fans.

Nan Cheng looked at some very excessive words, and then replied to the top two sentences below. She used to be not only a good fighter, but also a veritable keyboard warrior.

She replied for a while, feeling a little embarrassed by her name, and then went out to change her Weibo name. Changed the previous "male god eats oranges" to "South wooden stool".

She was going to change her name, and she didn't want to be occupied, so she had to take her orange letter apart.

After she replied to hundreds of messages, she suddenly received a text message on her phone.

Fu Boyan: Have nothing to do today?

How do you know I'm idle and have nothing to do?

Despite thinking so, she didn't reply like that.

Nancheng: I don't have classes today, so I have a little bit of leisure.

Fu Boyan: Then, they are helping me reply to those comments.

Nan Cheng was a little puzzled, she asked rhetorically: Help you?

After the news was sent, she reacted, the producer of "Three Thousand" was Painted Dreams, and Fu Boyan was the big boss of Painted Dreams.

Nan Cheng hurriedly posted another one: You are also watching the official blog of "Three Thousand"?

Fu Boyan: I just want to update the dynamics.

Nancheng: Do you have to do this kind of thing by the big boss?

Fu Boyan: The company is relatively poor, there is no way.

what？ Your animation company's revenue was in the top three of the S City list last year, and one of your family's works won three awards last year. You even say that you are poor, are you not letting others live?

After that, Nancheng's Weibo gained more fans.

The big guy is paying attention to me, what should I do?

Of course, it's back to the customs!

Nan Cheng nodded after paying attention.

Fu Boyan sent another message: Did you name the kitten?

Nancheng: No.

Fu Boyan: Then why don't you take one for it?

Boss, to be honest, I have difficulty naming it. 彡( ̄_ ̄; It's messy in the wind.

Nan Cheng thought about it and typed a few words: Call the director!

Later, he added: The black cat is the sheriff, let's be the orange cat! Who made us the shovel officer of the people.

Nan Cheng saw that Fu Boyan didn't reply to her, thinking that he was disgusted with her getting a name, so she thought about a few more, her local dog is called the general, or call the little orange cat a strong man.

Well, it's not as good as the director.

Nancheng asked the two roommates in a loud voice.

Tomorrow night thought about it and said, "Big flower, big rhubarb, little white, old black." ”

Hao Meng said: "Weilong spicy strips, braised pork, xiaolongbao, pudding." ”

Nan Cheng didn't screen it, and sent it all to Fu Boyan.

Fu Boyan signed a document, picked up his mobile phone, and frowned slightly when he saw the message sent by Nan Cheng.

replied: Let's call the director!

Nan Cheng thanked Fu Boyan again.

Nancheng: Thank you very much, Professor Fu. I don't have anything to repay you, so I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free?

Fu Boyan looked at his phone with a smile and replied: You are not free today.

This is because he is afraid that she will run away, and wants her to fulfill her promise immediately.

Nancheng: So what are you going to eat?

Fu Boyan: I'll go to the school to borrow you later, and then I'm discussing?

Nancheng: Okay.

Fu Boyan: That, I'll see you later.

Nancheng put down her phone, got up with a bone, and then climbed out of bed and began to scrub.

Tomorrow night asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

Nan Cheng was brushing her teeth, and she said vaguely, "Please invite Professor Fu to dinner." ”