Wu Guo looked at the villain, a talisman burned the villain, looked at her with low eyebrows, and asked, "Who taught you to do this?" ”

The female secretary didn't answer her words, but looked at him and asked pitifully, "Jianwei, haven't you ever been tempted by me after following you for so long?" ”

Chen Jianwei grimaced and replied indifferently: "No." ”

The female secretary's heart is like ashes, although she knows that he loves her! But... Still incorrigibly in love with him! Crying and tearing, he said, "Haha... After all, I'm delusional..."

Wu Guo interjected: "The peach blossom has been solved." ”

The female secretary said "huh": "Really?" Raising his eyes to look at him, he continued: "The one who cast the curse is a Taoist priest named Hu Daxian, this person is quite famous in this industry, it is not difficult for you to find. ”

Wu Guo squatted down and looked at her closely, it was a dim alley at night, and he couldn't see her face clearly, so when he looked closer, he actually saw her death!

Everything has a cause and effect, and she can't live for her own sin, and she can't go against the sky.

A whisper whispered in her ear, "Do it yourself." He got up and looked at Chen Jianwei, and said to him: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Lord Yuan, I can only help here, and you have to deal with the rest of the matter yourself." ”

Chen Jianwei said gratefully: "Thank you, master. ”

Wu Guo walked out of the alley and sighed.

Take a look at the empty streets, huh? Why are there no taxis? When I first entered the alley, there were a lot of them! Why is it gone all of a sudden?

When I was worried about not having a car to go back, a bicycle stopped in front of me, and a somewhat familiar voice came from my ear: "Where to stay?" If you don't dislike it, I can give you a ride. ”

Wu Guo raised his head, it was the sponsor who had just invited himself to drink orange juice in the bar, nodded, sat down unceremoniously in the back, and said with a smile: "Thank you!" You're weird~"

Zhang Yiling said "um": "Sit tight." "Pedal your bike and walk away.

Mo Shu came out of the darkness, followed by a few younger brothers, and said, "Amazing! ”

Little Brother No. 4: "Boss, why doesn't the master drive the supercar to send Mrs. back?" That's a lot of wind! ”

Little Brother No. 1: "You know a fart!" It's called mood! ”

Little Brother No. 2: "That's it, at first glance, you just don't have emotional intelligence." ”

Little Brother No. 3: "You don't deserve to have a girlfriend." ”

Little Brother No. 4: "I..."

Mo Shu said: "Okay, okay, it's scattered, just do what you have to do." "Just pedal a bicycle and drive away.

Little Brother No. 4 pointed behind him and asked, "What to do with that thing?" ”

Little Brother No. 1 slapped over and said: "This dog dares to attack Mrs., it's not bad that it hasn't been scolded by the owner, and it's all thrown into the sea to feed the sharks." ”

The little brother No. 4 said "oh" and touched his head aggrievedly.

Even in the middle of the night, the city is bustling with people, the lanes are filled with cars, and the colorful lights are intertwined with the light of the stars in the night sky. The streets and alleys under the lights are crowded with people, and it looks particularly lively.

Zhang Yiling pedaled the bicycle, felt that Guo'er seemed to be tired, hugged his waist, snuggled up on his back and fell asleep, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was in a very happy mood.

At the door of the house, Zhang Zixiao was bored waiting, saw a bicycle from a distance, watched his father ride a bicycle to send his mother back, and when he stepped forward to pick up his mother, he heard his indifferent voice: "Just hold the bicycle." ”

Zhang Zixiao was speechless for a while, stretched out his hand to hold the bicycle, and watched his father take his mother back, and his father didn't forget to say: "The bicycle will send you, ride to school!" ”

Zhang Zixiao: Throw me the things you don't want after you are romantic! I'm a trash can!

Cursed inwardly, pushing the bicycle into the front yard.

The next day, early in the morning, it was another bright morning.

Zhang Zixiao got up early to make breakfast.

Wu Guo rubbed his eyes, saw him come out with breakfast, and said: "Zixiao, you are such a big person, don't keep running to sleep with your mother and me, get in the way, if you don't want to sleep in your bed, go and sleep on the floor." ”

Zhang Zixiao's face is dark, why does his father have to carry his own pot! Other people's old husbands and wives are bright, and my father is even more unsightly than an underground affair!

Wu Guo came to the yard to stretch, saw the bicycle in the yard, and shouted into the house: "Zixiao, where did this bicycle come from?" ”

"Others don't want it, throw it to me!"

"Hey, it's still a new car, it's weird!"

Wu Guo looked at this bicycle a little familiar, but the bicycles are all the same, and it is normal to be familiar!

The joy of the small square is accompanied by the soundtrack of square dance: how many dreams are flying freely

Yesterday I forgot and the wind dried up my sorrow

I want to meet you again on that vast road...

Zhang Zixiao sat in the stall and nibbled on the finger cakes he made, watching his mother plunge into the square dance team, twisting with a group of uncles and aunts... After eating finger cakes, drinking a glass of Fu Shui, seeing the school bus coming, picking up a backpack, getting on the school bus, and having to ride a bicycle to school tomorrow, after all, the school bus is not free to pick up.

The school bus driver looked at the fortune teller booth and was speechless for a while...

Kyoto High School - a veritable aristocratic high school, with millions of tuition fees a year, has hollowed out all the money Wu Guo earns, but there is no way, this high school is close to home.

Zhang Zixiao is not famous as a transfer student, but he is famous for being poor or a single parent, and there are rumors about whose illegitimate son he is, because no one knows what his father does, only that he has a Taoist mother.

However, Zhang Zixiao made headlines on campus because of this face, after all, he inherited Zhang Yiling's appearance, and as soon as he came, he squeezed the first place on the colonel's grass list, squeezing the original first place.

Lu Zhenyu didn't expect that Zhang Zixiao would be in the same school as himself, in the same class, and more importantly, at his table!

After class, Lu Zhenyu pulled Zhang Zixiao to chat: "Brother! Why didn't you say you transferred me earlier! ”

Zhang Zixiao smiled: "I don't know, my father arranged it." ”

Lu Zhenyu nodded, pulled Zhang Zixiao out, and said, "Go!" I'm in for a treat, I'm going to treat you to a burger! ”

Zhang Zixiao asked, "How much pocket money do you have a day?" ”

Lu Zhenyu said: "I'm 50, or my dad secretly subsidized me with private money." What about you? "Pulled out a $50 bill.

Zhang Zixiao said: "My mother gave me 10 yuan. ”

Lu Zhenyu smiled: "Let's eat spicy strips, we don't deserve hamburgers." ”

Zhang Zixiao: ...

Zhang Zixiao and Lu Zhenyu walked out of the classroom together, and the classmates in the class were all alienated from Zhang Zixiao, too deliberately, and even Lu Zhenyu, who was nervous, found out about it.