The dry official language can only come out of Xia Miao's mouth.

She didn't expect him to say anything nice and get into the car.

After the car left, Ji Xi slowly raised his head, put the phone in his pocket, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if mocking.

Ji Yuanchun drove the car over, didn't see Xia Miao, and asked where Ji Xiren went.

Ji Xi impatiently opened the car door and sat in, Ji Yuanchun kept asking, more concerned about Xia Miao's feelings, and wanted to send her back to school and fulfill her responsibilities as a father.

Ji Xi was tired of this, and said coldly: "She has no parents, do you think it's really appropriate to see us?" ”

The identity is there, and they are destined to become people close to them.

In the end, Xia Miao was left alone, no matter how many times he ate, how many times he met, he never went home together.

She touched her pocket, craving for candy, and smiled bitterly, the taste was really unpleasant, it only made her more lonely, more like a helpless and homeless wanderer.

Ji Yuan sent a message that he wanted to eat Malatang, let her bring it, and sent a little love.

She walked to the school gate and returned to the nearest Malatang restaurant.

There are many restaurants, snacks, and people near the school, Xia Miao was queuing, and suddenly someone stepped forward and asked in surprise: "You, you, are you Xia Miao?" ”

A few high school girls chatting with her, Xia Miao was stunned for a moment, and responded politely: "Yes." ”

Several high school students were overjoyed: "I finally saw me, I'm your fan, ahh ”

Xia Miao was surprised, she had lived in an era of obscurity for too long, she didn't expect this chance to meet fans, not popular, the TV series was filming, and the exposure rate was only those scandals with Huo Shenyu, not necessarily how glorious, the word fan was a bit extravagant for her.

"The goddess actually eats Malatang, my God, will the goddess also eat Malatang?!" That tone is like a goddess who doesn't have to eat or, and the brilliance of the fragrance is dazzling every day.

Xia Miao has also chased stars before, and she has experienced that feeling, her awe and love for idol stars.

One day, I can become their idol.

"Can you sign us, we will definitely support you in the future." They said shyly, and quickly took out pens and paper from their school bags.

Xia Miao was naturally willing to sign them all.

The high school student wanted to invite her to eat Malatang, looking at these children, although she was also a child, but after all, she was older than them, and Lao Cheng's bitter persuasion: "You socialist successors, you must study hard, just watch me on TV, don't spend money for me." ”

They were so moved that they wept bitterly, the goddess has such a good personality, and God wants to treat her well.

In the dormitory, Xia Miao was doing her homework, biting her pen to review, and a series of movements on her mobile phone:

What are you doing? 】

[Have you eaten? 】

[Sleeping? 】

One after another, as if endless, Xia Miao frowned, feeling bored, disturbing her homework.

She hurriedly took her phone, set it to silent, and also saw a text message from the 'male god'.

This should be over, right?,The previous one just came.,And continue to prompt:

[You're crazy! 】

[Ignore me,]

[Deliberately! 】

【？ 】

This sentence break is like making up the number of pieces of information, and even a punctuation mark is sent separately.

Xia Miao replied to him again:

[Something? 】

A word about the clear soup and little water.

Huo Shenyu, who saw the news, wanted to lift the house away.

I sent her dozens of messages, waited for more than ten minutes, and waited for something to say?

Hah, that's funny.