Chapter Ninety-Four: This Time The air is no longer quiet
Duck!
In this context, it would not be the duck of the order Ornithischia. What does that mean, the way of wealth or ...... Fang Lian?
Su Xiaonuan hurriedly shook her head and temporarily threw this crooked train of thought out of her mind. She squeezed her eyes at Meng Liangliang, "The investment we talked about before has been in vain, it doesn't matter, there are too many ducks, look for it again!"
After that, Su Xiaonuan picked up Meng Liangliang and left, "I don't have the money to invest in you, but I, the free labor, can help you clean up the store." ”
Meng Liangliang heard that something was wrong. Su Xiaonuan's words were three points true and seven points false, her voice was deliberately raised, and her words were unusually clear, obviously she was deliberately said to someone.
Who can tell her what inner drama Su Xiaonuan developed when she was distracted. She's a little out of tune.
Fortunately, Su Xiaonuan's footsteps quickly took her away from the scene, and she didn't need to follow the rhythm.
The two of them left, and the classmates who deliberately slowed down returned to their normal walking speed and soon left. There are only a few classmates who are full of gossip and pretend to tie their shoes. They exchanged glances with each other, and a string of sparks erupted.
There is a huge amount of information in Su Xiaonuan's words, and the timing is clever, and the timing is so deliberate. The question is, are those words for Meng Liangliang's desire to forcibly save his dignity, or are they referring to Sang and scolding Huai with the intention of knowing?
This melon field is worth excavating.
At this time, another girl came out of the building, she wore a pair of rimless glasses, stepped on a pair of delicate low-heeled leather shoes, her back was straight, and her steps were slow.
Someone recognized that it was An Qin in Meng Liangliang's bedroom, so they went up and gossiped and asked, "An Qin, your Meng Liangliang is planning to start a business?"
An Qin stopped, nodded and said, "Yes, the shops have been found." But we haven't told us what she's going to do. Whatever she does, we're going to support it.
If you want to show your support, then go together. ”
From her words, these people learned that Su Xiaonuan's words were not groundless. Then the question arises again, where did Meng Liangliang's shop get the money.
"Anqin, did Liang Liang have a boyfriend recently? ”
Anqin heard something, it turned out that she had just made a mistake. They didn't ask her about this, not to send support.
"I don't know. Anqin pushed her glasses, and her originally slightly brisk tone became unhurried, "But when it comes to money, you don't know yet, Liangliang's brother is dead." Her father and grandfather, who didn't care about her, came to recognize her again. Oh, I'm here to deliver food today, I'm going to stuff pocket money tomorrow, and I can't wait to give my bank card as a playing card. But I didn't want it. ”
Who is Meng Liangliang?
For Anqin's last sentence, everyone was extremely skeptical. As an information gathering enthusiast, of course they know Meng Liangliang's bloody family situation.
The "facts" are not as wonderful as they imagined, which makes them feel slightly lost, and there is a trace of unwillingness in the loss.
Without waiting for the slightest unwillingness to turn into an inquiry, An Qin took the first step to speak, "By the way, which of you needs to write a paper on your behalf? Liangliang is not free to take this job now, you can find me." I can't compare to Liang Liang and have the ability, I have to write a paper myself, and my energy is limited, so I don't guarantee the quality of the paper. However, the number of words can be guaranteed, it must be enough, and it doesn't matter if you send a few hundred or thousands of words. ”
Who would dare to ask someone to write a paper now!
She dared to write, but they didn't dare to look for it, even if they didn't dare to have any suspicion. The slightest suspicion means ten times more rigorous scrutiny, and the liver essay is very difficult in the first place, and it is even more difficult, how can you live.
Suddenly, several information gathering enthusiasts waved their hands one after another, saying "no need" and scattered.
Looking at their departing backs, An Qin pursed her lips and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose again, "Eight women." ”
After walking a few steps, she turned on the mobile phone screen, clicked on the dormitory and sent a voice message, "Liangliang, what did you just do? Don't you know, a group of male and female women are gossiping about you." ”
There is no need to open this message, Meng Liangliang at this time already knows that there is a group of male and female women who are gossiping about her.
It's not that she's cultivated any magical powers, it's that those people are talking about her half a meter in front of her.
Gossip, very few people don't like it. It's like chocolate, which stimulates the human brain to secrete endorphins, relieve stress, and make it relaxing and pleasant. Someone has done a special study, and the happiness index of people who gossip a lot is significantly higher than that of people who are taciturn.
Meng Liangliang is also a special gossip person.
But gossip and gossip are not the same, gossip always has to be true. Otherwise, it is not called gossip, but rumor-mongering.
Now, half a meter in front of her, there was a group of rumor-mongers. The content of the rumors can be roughly summarized into two major points: first, Meng Liangliang is actually a money worshipper, trying her best to catch up with Wei Jibai, and then dump Fang Lian;
One by one, sentence by sentence, it is said in an orderly and detailed manner.
Su Xiaonuan silently took off the backpack from Meng Liangliang's shoulder and held it in his arms. After thinking about it, she took the mobile phone in Meng Liangliang's hand again and put it into her bag steadily.
A few minutes later, Su Xiaonuan couldn't help but be surprised when she saw that Meng Liangliang was still in place.
Can a person suddenly change his temper?
That can't be.
Understood, must be stunned.
So Su Xiaonuan stretched out her hand and poked Meng Liangliang, and provided information services intimately, "That's it, the happiest one in a UV jacket and a bar-Yao Jia from the music department." One of Chu Wanyun's best friends, and one of Wei Jibai's suitors. ”
Meng Liangliang has been patient. As a god, a god who strives to be reliable and competent, she can no longer rush to theorize and tear up fights like before. God should have the bearing of a god, and the eyes of God should reflect all living beings and the vicissitudes of the valley. Such a trivial matter that resembles a mayfly, how can it be worth the gods to spend their energy.
She should have laughed it off.
Laugh it off.
Meng Liangliang opened his legs, but he didn't control the direction or his arms. She rushed behind Yao Jia in three or two steps, grabbed the other party's shoulder, and forced the other party to turn around.
"The rumors are so hard-working, someone pays a salary!"
Yao Jiazheng said with a full body immersion, Leng Buding was dragged by Meng Liangliang, and the words that came to the tip of his tongue were swallowed back again, choking a muffled burp in his throat.
The air fell silent.
Yao Jia came back to her senses and quickly shook off Meng Liangliang's hand. She is very weak now, but can she show her timidity at this moment? must not, there are so many people watching nearby.
"Who's spreading rumors? I'm just stating the facts. You are Meng Liangliang. Why, dare to do it, I don't dare to admit it. ”
said that the gossip was caught by the party, and the other party was menacing. A few melon-eating classmates took half a step back slightly, subconsciously slowing down their breathing. The air is quieter.
"Phew. Meng Liangliang snorted loudly and began to roll up his sleeves, "Then you can tell me what kind of luxury car is when and where it is, where it picked me up and where it was delivered." What the car looks like, what the driver looks like. Who witnessed it at the time. Human evidence, physical evidence, you can show a proof. ”
A large string of words was reversed, and Yao Jia was smashed. Noticing the thoughtful gazes of several classmates around her, Yao Jia's heart panicked even more.
She had to say something, she had to say something right away. At this time, Yao Jia caught a glimpse of a red and white bus, and immediately had an inspiration, "The car is white, and there are red decorations on it. The owner of the car is a bald uncle. As for who witnessed it, I can't tell you. ”
After saying this, Yao Jia stabilized and began to regain momentum, "Meng Liangliang, if there is no luxury car to pick you up, why don't you go to the bus stop and wait here?"
The place where they were standing was a makeshift parking spot. Taxi, ride-hailing, and private cars usually stop here to pick up people.
The eyes of the melon-eating classmates quietly moved to Meng Liangliang again.
Meng Liangliang had already rolled up his sleeves, and the whole person was debugged to the state of entering the energy tearing frame and retreating the theory. Why is she here? She was going to the bus stop, not because she heard Yao Jia spreading rumors here.
Meng Liangliang opened her mouth, and before she could start to refute, a sharp brake sounded from her side.
Turning his head to look, he saw a special vehicle parked steadily on the side of the road. On the white body of the car is a huge row of red letters: No. 3 Psychiatric Sanatorium in City A.
With a "bang", the back window was pulled open. Through the steel railing, a bald man waved his hand at Meng Liangliang, "Meng Xianyou, come up, no matter how late it is, you won't be able to catch up with the Pan Tao Club!"
Meng Liangliang......
Yao Jia......
Su Xiaonuan......
Eat melon classmates......
The car, white, with a red ...... on top Pattern, ornamentation?
People, it's hard to tell if the uncle is not the uncle, but the head is really bald.
This time, the air is no longer quiet, it has to be solidified.