The girls helped to pick up the books, and I was in a hurry to put them in my bag, as many as I could, and they were so stuffed that the zippers could not be pulled up at all, and I had to cover them with my coat, which was embarrassing.

At this time, I seemed to see a mirage in the mist, and the girls were even more surprised, "Senior Mingyang? ”

Is it really Zhao Mingyang?

I blinked a few times, but seeing was not believing.

Coupled with the voices of the younger sisters, I was sure that it was really Zhao Mingyang himself.

"Give these books back to Senior Sister Lixia. The gentleman doesn't take the favor of others, she piled up the books here because the bicycle was broken, this senior sister, is the stupidest girl I know, people who like books so much, are reluctant to sell them. ”

I:......

"Does Senior Mingyang know this senior sister?"

Zhao Mingyang, with his outstanding appearance and versatile capital!! It is definitely the existence of the male god level of this school.

Today, he bumped into me for the second time, and my embarrassed appearance really made me want to abandon my books and run away.

"This Lixia senior sister is a hidden talent, of course, you are all talented girls."

It's really seamless, no one can be offended, the male god is worthy of being a male god, moisturizing things silently.

"Do you know that at last year's Graduate Student Poetry Conference, Senior Sister Lixia wrote the poems of the half-time competition alone, and even my three poems in the preliminary, semi-final and final rounds were also written by this Senior Sister Lixia."

"In this way, the woman thanked by Senior Ming Yang on Weibo is none other than Senior Sister Lixia?"

"Exactly."

"That...... I'm sorry, the books really don't sell, I just broke down the bike, and the books just fell down, so I put them here. I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ”

"I see." The schoolgirls showed frustrated but polite expressions of extreme disappointment.

I was like a child who had done something wrong, ashamed and feeling hot in my cheeks.

Isn't this Zhao Mingyang's "moment" again? While braving the rain to help me fix my bicycle and put on a show of helping others, he explained to the younger sister, "Wouldn't it be better for you to ask this senior sister, who never bubbles up on social accounts, for a contact information, and go to her bookstore to buy books in the future?" ”

"Bookstore! Does Sister Lixia's family open a bookstore? This is my WeChat QR code. ”

"This is my QQ."

"Forget it, let's set up a group, senior sister, you just need to add one person, anyone can do it."

The corners of the smirk's mouth are like beef jerky that can't be bitten, sour and swollen.

Blame yourself for being stupid, Zhao Mingyang, a man like Zhao Mingyang who fights with his tongue in the debate field, has witty words, is good at arguing, and is also a man who is also a good mouth for girls and is good at "changing" with clever words, how can he have more affection for me? It's just the gentleness of the girls of Pudu (the third tone).

However, Lixia I am not deep in life, I thought that I was a fan of the same people who had read a few poems, and I secretly imagined a small boat and a leaf, and I knew each other and drank it...... As a result, a glass of Coke was in the stomach, a few skewers of barbecue were put in more chili powder, the heart was surging, the blood was boiling, the eyebrows were dancing, and he was not ashamed, and he was not ashamed of his childhood memories of being incompatible with outsiders, and Sesame Dream was a song about wine.

Today's embarrassment, in the final analysis, is also the meat skewers I ate, which has not been digested, and I just forget about it on weekdays. Now even the schoolgirls know that I dream of becoming an author, and that insignificant little bookstall in my house.