Mo Ya was stunned, Lin Zhaoxia took away her hand that was tugging on the strap of her backpack, pressed her eyelids, and turned around to leave without stopping.

……

Late.

It's rare not to be busy, Yang Moyan took a shower, changed his clothes, nested on the sofa in the bedroom, held his notebook, and really clicked on the Shengyuan Forum when he had nothing to do.

At this time, the forum was really lively.

#风云汇聚VS帅气转校生#

The popular posts in the forum are really a highlight.

Very patient, Yang Moyan actually clicked in and unexpectedly flipped all the way to the bottom.

A: It's unbelievable, today I actually saw those big names on the list!!

B: Look at what excites you, upstairs I don't know that today's hotter is a handsome transfer student!

C: Ah...... I took a look at it, and it was handsome!!

D: It is worthy of being a newly popularized school grass, and it is also handsome to fight!

E: Am I the only one upstairs who is focusing on that huge backpack?

F: No, no, no, upstairs, I'm also concerned, why did Xia Dian throw his backpack to the chief school grass?

G: I'm also curious about the two upstairs, could it be that the two of them have an ulterior relationship??

……

As more and more people appeared, starting with Lin Zhaoxia just throwing Yang Mochen's backpack today, everyone was speculating about what the relationship between the two people was.

Hundreds or thousands of comments can be swiped in minutes, which is really popular.

Yang Moyan is rarely psychologically stable, and he is unexpectedly not angry.

This situation was so surprising that even he was surprised.

Hooking the corners of his lips, he continued to flip.

The news of the forum posts is never the focus, and the comments below are often the essence.

Holding the phone casually, Yang Moyan's heart moved, he unlocked the phone and flipped to the address book, looked at Xiao Ningjun's number, hesitated for a long time, and didn't click it.

There was an inexplicable impulse in his heart, but he controlled it, and threw his phone away, thinking that he had been back for so long, and he should do something at the right time.

The first stop is Xiao Ningjun.

……

Early the next morning, the doorbell outside rang non-stop, and Lin Zhaoxia poked his head out of the small kitchen.

She half-narrowed her eyes, if she remembers correctly, today is a rest day, who has no public morality to visit the door on a rest day?

It's a rare good day to sleep in a lazy bed, if he hadn't been woken up by hunger, Lin Zhaoxia would definitely sleep for a day and never get up.

The doorbell kept ringing, and the people outside seemed to be sure that there was someone in the house, and there was a kind of 'if you don't open the door, I'll keep ringing'.

Lin Zhaoxia rubbed his nose, walked out of the kitchen with long legs, walked to the door and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, there were two people who surprised Lin Zhaoxia.

But she was surprised for a moment, and she raised her eyebrows casually, "I'm sorry, adult, did you want to find someone, but you went to the wrong apartment building?" ”

It was none other than Lan Yan who rang the doorbell.

Of course, she wasn't the only one, she also brought Mo Ya over.

Lan Yan's eyebrows and eyes were cold, still the same old look, "No, there is one door on the second floor, that's right." ”

You seem to be too honest, President?

Lin Zhaoxia clasped his hands around his chest and leaned lazily against the door, "This big weekend, a rare good day to rest, what kind of wind blew you to my Lin Zhaoxia's humble house, Lord?" ”

She swept her gaze around, lingering on Mo Ya for a few moments, then moving away.

If he hadn't known that Lan Yan could laugh, but he didn't laugh easily, Lin Zhaoxia would have thought that this supreme elder of Shengyuan was a facial paralysis.