Wherever you go, walk with the wind.
Yi Ci: "It's a bit late, is there still a seat?"
Everyone is stupid now, including Liu Bowen, the initiator of the party.
"W-what's the situation?"
"Blowing a demon wind today? It's not enough to blow the school grass and the school flowers, and you still want to bring a school bully?"
"If you want to talk about the best, Wen Wenzi is the best. Even this one is willing to give him face."
The best Wen Wenzi: Actually, I'm also very confused, okay
"Brother Ci! Here!" Liu Fei waved to him, and there was an empty seat next to him, reserved for him.
Who knows that Yi Ci didn't even look at it, and walked straight in front of Hou Siyuan, with one hand resting on the back of his chair, with a half-smile: "Student Hou, give me a seat?"
Hou Siyuan looked away stiffly, and looked towards Liu Fei, "You, your seat is there."
"But I just want to sit here with you, what should I do?"
The tone sank, it was obviously a joke, but no one would really take it as a joke.
Hou Siyuan's heart was trembling violently, his scalp was numb, and he was about to be unable to withstand the pressure to agree in the next second. Suddenly, a sneer sneered into the ears of everyone present——
"Heh! I said Yi Ci, you are so courageous! You dare to grab the young master's seat?"
Everyone looked for the reputation, but they saw Zhong Ziang pacing in the door. He was wearing a black suit. His open coat revealed a white shirt and a very gentlemanly waistcoat. .
A pair of gold-rimmed glasses and meticulously combed hair, as if he just left some banquet.
He just stood there, full of pretense, plus the natural nobility in his gestures, and a little bit of cynicism from the prince of the imperial capital, and a complete fan-shaped statistical chart appeared, oh no, it was a high-ranking and unattainable man. The characters of the film are vividly interpreted.
That's right, I acted.
Jiang Fuyue took a first glance and almost spit out a sip of tea. She thought that the "young version of Xie Dingyuan" had smashed the barriers of time and space and descended from the sky.
"Zhong Ziang?! Why are you here?!" Yi Ci frowned, with a harsh tone.
"You are here, why can't I be here? Right, little monkey?"
"Yes yes yes." Hou Siyuan nodded quickly, quickly gave up his seat, and swished away.
He couldn't afford to offend both of them, so he slipped away.
Zhong Ziang walked over and was about to take his seat, but Yi Ci, who was closer, preempted him and sat down without moving.
Zhong Ziang: "What do you mean? This is my seat!"
"What you said is yours is yours? Does it have your name on it? Cut—" Yi Ci licked the corners of his mouth with a smile on his face, his face full of disdain.
"Hou Siyuan, who do you think the seat is reserved for?!"
Poor little Hou Siyuan huddled in the farthest corner, wishing he could turn himself into air, but unfortunately, things backfired, and he was forcibly called by name.
Can't you let me go? !
He growled inwardly.
But the eyes of the two overlords are more ferocious than the other, he is cowardly!
First he smiled flatteringly at Yi Ci, and then faced Zhong Ziang's eyes that were about to kill him: "At first, it was reserved for Zhong Zhong..."
"Very good!" Yi Ci snapped his fingers, "You also said that at the beginning, now that you ran away and the seat became vacant, and I took it again, it's mine. Is there any problem?"
Hou Siyuan: "?" I am more wronged than Dou E!
Zhong Ziang: "..." The dog beats the cub, shameless!
"Today, this guy, you have to give in!" Zhong Shaotian didn't know what "counseling" meant.
How could Yi Ci be someone to be provoked after having been the "leader of the No. 1 middle school" for so many years
"What can you do to me if I don't let you?" With a provocative smile, he was foolish.
"Since you don't want to eat soft ones, I can only let you taste some hard ones."
"Come on! Who is afraid of whom?"
The two are evenly matched, and neither will give way.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.
Not just one seat? As for? Is it gold or silver
"That Ang, Brother Ang, why don't you let me take my seat?" Liu Fei tentatively asked.
Zhong Ziang and the bird didn't like him.
Liu Fei glanced at Yi Ci, who took the seat confidently and forcefully, and he couldn't afford to offend this one.
These days, it's hard to be a good person...
Just when the air pressure was extremely low and the battle was about to break out, Liu Bowen stood up suddenly: "Stop fighting! I'll leave it to you—"
After finishing speaking, he walked to another empty seat and sat down, but a pair of shrewd gossip eyes kept wandering between Zhong Ziang, Yi Ci, and Jiang Fuyue.
Oh, by the way, let's add Ling Xuan, look at that face is almost dark, and he still doesn't admit that he misses Sister Yue, just pretend, let's see how long you can pretend!
Just when everyone felt that Liu Bowen's "giving way" was still useless, Zhong Ziang actually walked over and sat down? !
Assi!
No one in the room is a fool, and after a little thought, they all understand, dare to feel that these two overlords are all here to help the moon
Everyone exchanged glances quickly, as if breaking through some century-old scandal.
[real or fake?]
[Intuition tells me that these three people have JQ!]
[Sister Yue's charm is not built on, attracting two handsome men to compete with each other!]
[The domineering president falls in love with me and warns.]
[She's coming, she's coming! She came with the halo of the heroine of Mary Su's novels!]
[No, sister Yue's reaction is too... Ugh! A little bland.]
I saw Jiang Fuyue holding the mobile phone, staring at the screen intently, except when Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang came in, she looked up twice, the rest of the time, even Liu Bowen offered to step aside, she was unmoved, her reaction was mediocre.
It seemed that the sudden silence in the private room made her realize something was wrong after a while. She looked away and turned off the screen at the same time. She raised her eyes to meet the subtle expressions of everyone, and was at a loss for a moment—
"No food? Who else are you waiting for?"
Zhong Ziang: "..."
Yi Ci: "..."
Everyone: "..."
You fight and you fight, and I pretend nothing happened.
Liu Bowen silently gave a thumbs up: This is the master!
"Serve!"
Soon, large and small plates were brought up to cover the entire table.
During the period, someone almost took the tea cup in front of Fanjiang Fuyue when turning the channel, and the two flower protectors, one on the left and one on the right, shot at the same time.
Zhong Ziang bumped into it first, so he stabilized himself.
Yi Ci moved the cup away again, so as not to cause any future troubles.
Their eyes met, their eyes collided in mid-air, and invisible sparks scattered in all directions.
Even Hou Siyuan, who was far away, could smell the smell of gunpowder.
Sitting directly opposite Jiang Fuyue, Ling Xuan could clearly see the girl's unmoved face, and naturally he could also see the eagerness of Zhong and Yi.
He picked up a piece of ribs closest to him, put it in his mouth, and chewed it twice before realizing that it was not tasty.
But due to etiquette and upbringing, he couldn't spit it out in public.
really...
Like a stick in the throat!
Lin Yao glanced at the other hand of the boy under the table that was casually clasped on his lap, and it had already been clenched into a fist.
She has known Ling Xuan for so many years, and in her impression, he is a quiet, introverted, gentle and restrained beautiful boy. She has never seen his mood fluctuate so much, like a fully drawn bow, which may break at any time.
"Ah Xuan..." She raised her hand and gently covered the back of his hand, her soft voice carried a soothing magic power: "Are you all right?"
Moisturize things silently, and let it flow freely.
But in the next second, Ling Xuan withdrew his hand abruptly, looking at her with serious eyes: "Lin Yao, don't do this again next time, it's not good to be seen by others."
"But I would like to..."
"I do not want to."
Lin Yao's pupils tightened, and she bit her lips in embarrassment: "You, do you have someone you like?"
A moment of trance flashed across Ling Xuan's eyes, and he replied after a while: "...No."
Lin Yao didn't believe it, her suspicious eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue's overly indifferent but amazing face.
She was beautiful, no doubt about that.
The results are also better than expected.
But he came from a humble background and was not humane, and he often had a cold appearance that strangers should not get close to.
It is estimated that there is no chance to learn musical instruments and ball games. As for tea art, flower arranging, yoga, cooking and other things that rich families pass the time, I have never touched it.
The most important thing is character, Ling Xuan is introverted and calm, and needs a considerate, considerate and understanding girlfriend, not a wild woman who just wants to learn and doesn't understand the style at all!
At this point, Lin Yao is confident that she can win completely.
While eating the vegetables, Jiang Fuyue was thinking about the news that Uncle Liu just sent.
After she gave Hu Ben and Xiao Liu the keys to the King and Queen yesterday, they took up their duties this morning in suits and ties.
Didn't say a word about asking Liu Jinzhong to send someone to teach them how to manage the bar first.
Uncle Liu was worried that the two of them had no management experience and didn't know the way in the middle, and that accidents would happen if they ran amok, so he turned around and reported to Jiang Fuyue as soon as he received the news.
She replied: [Don't worry about it, let them do it. When the mess can't be cleaned up, they will be tied up and brought in front of me.]
Liu Jinzhong: [Yes.]
Jiang Fuyue was a little curious about what the two of them could turn a good bar into.
Thinking of this, she pursed her lips with great interest, but suddenly noticed a prying gaze directly opposite her, her eyes sharpened, and she suddenly raised her eyes.
Lin Yao didn't expect the other party to look at her suddenly, and she was taken aback immediately.
Before she could react, Jiang Fuyue had lowered her eyelids, as if trying to dodge.
Why hide
Of course it's because of inferiority complex!
She was not as good as herself, and seeing herself sitting next to Ling Xuan, she chose to escape.
This allowed Lin Yao's frustrated sense of superiority to heal again and become stronger.
Xin said, Jiang Fuyue is quite self-aware.
Isn't this another advantage
"Yaoyao, why didn't I see you move your chopsticks? Is it not to your taste?" Tang Ruoyan was concerned in a low voice, and conveniently put a piece of ribs that she liked into her bowl.
"Try it, it's not bad!"
Disgust flashed across Lin Yao's eyes, but she restrained herself in a moment: "Thank you, but I've been controlling fat recently, so... I'm sorry."
"My God! Are you so thin and still losing weight? How can we live?" Tang Ruoyan was used to complimenting her, but when she spoke, her tone of voice was unconsciously exaggerated, and the decibel was also louder.
Many people around heard it.
Lin Yao looked embarrassed.
Tang Ruoyan didn't notice him, instead, she took this opportunity to spare no effort to help Lin Yao find her presence, trying to draw everyone's attention back to Jiang Fuyue, Zhong and Yi.
"Don't you think so? Yaoyao is already so thin, and she still lost weight. This is too self-disciplined! Sure enough, ordinary people can't be a goddess!"
Everyone subconsciously looked at Lin Yao, and saw that the ribs in her bowl were clean except for the ribs, and the chopsticks were still on the table.
"Life is alive, eating and drinking are two words. If you can't enjoy delicious food to your heart's content, that would be too aggrieved." Someone said.
"Yeah, I don't feel energetic after a day without meat!"
"If you don't eat it when you are young, when you get fatter in middle age, you will have no choice but to eat it."
Tang Ruoyan: "Boys don't pay much attention to appearance. Of course you eat and drink as much as you want. How can you compare with girls? We not only need to control fat to maintain our figure, but also control sugar to prevent aging. Is there any girl who doesn't diet? Forget it, you don’t even understand.”
"Yes! I see that Sister Yue eats very deliciously."
As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their eyes to Jiang Fuyue, and saw two bowls and a plate in front of her, the bowls were used to hold rice and soup, and the plates were used to hold vegetables.
The action is fast, accurate and ruthless, and polite; chewing and swallowing are serious and focused, and the food is delicious.
Compared with Lin Yao's shy and reserved, Jiang Fuyue's boldness is obviously more popular.
"Fuck—I'm already full, but watching Sister Yue eat, I feel like I can eat two more bowls."
"The goddess is so beautiful that she even eats meat."
"Look, people don't need to go on a diet?" The man turned his head and looked at Tang Ruoyan.
Hang Haoran nodded in agreement.
Tang Ruoyan gave him a gouged look, her cheeks flushed, "I..."
"Maybe everyone's body is different." Lin Yao smiled and said, "I can't eat like this."
Tang Ruoyan quickly answered, "I can't either!"
Lin Yao's eyelids twitched.
"So Miss Yue is the type who is born to eat and not gain weight?"
Lin Yao: "...it should be."
"Is there a saying? What is born... not easy to give up?"
"Natural beauty is hard to give up!"
"Yes, yes, this sentence was created especially for Sister Yue!"
"I agree."
"+1"
"..."
Liu Bowen and Hou Siyuan, the two pitiful little ones who were forced to give way, nodded frantically while listening and eating.
Sister Yue is the most beautiful, I don't accept refutation!
Tang Ruoyan couldn't help curling her lips, what's the big deal
Lin Yao still had a smile on her face, but her eyes had already been frozen, and she didn't touch the chopsticks afterwards.
Sitting like this, like a vase, beautiful is beautiful, but lifeless.
Seeing this, Ling Xuan couldn't help frowning: "Since you don't plan to eat, why bother to participate?"
Lin Yao had never appeared on such occasions before.
So is Ling Xuan.
But today, both of them are here.
"Why do you do what I do," she said.
"… what ever."
In that room, when Jiang Fuyue was about to put down her chopsticks when she was 70% full, Yi Ci suddenly picked up a piece of tofu and put it in her bowl.
Serving chopsticks are used.
"That... I see you like it, it's the last piece."
Zhong Ziang snorted coldly, "Little trick..."
Then he called the waiter directly and pointed at the dish: "Give me another dish!"
Yi Ci: "?"
Zhong Ziang: Hey little boy, are you stupid
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
Heh, chickens are pecking at each other.
"I'm full, go out to take a breath, you eat slowly." After finishing speaking, he got up and left.
In this way, there was no barrier between Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang, and their eyes met, as if sharp swords were out of their sheaths, and the two collided.
The atmosphere immediately became tense.
Yi Ci sneered: "Some people rely on how much money they have to be powerful. To put it bluntly, they are rich and stupid!"
Not to be outdone, Zhong Ziang said, "That's better than some people being courteous, the key is whether they accept it?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the untouched tofu in the bowl.
Yi Ci: "..." Damn!
"Well, sorry, excuse me," the waiter said with difficulty, "Do you want more fried tofu?"
Yi Ci clenched his lips: "Do you want it? Young Master Zhong? It's as if you've been accepted, isn't it the same as me?"
Zhong Ziang twitched his brows: "No! No more! You're moving so slowly!"
The waiter who has been standing by the side from the beginning to the end: "?"
Just innocent.
…
After Jiang Fuyue went out, she called Niu Chunhua back by the way.
Long Tian has been cleaned up, and his subordinates have also been cut by Liu Jinzhong.
"... But when he left, he still yelled that he wanted to see you, saying that Lou Sheng was back."
Niu Chunhua didn't know that Lou Mingyue had the status of "Lou Sheng" in her previous life, but on the day of cleaning up the house, plus the words Long Tian uttered insanely after he was taken away, she had some guesses in her heart.
But he wouldn't be so stupid as to ask Jiang Fuyue directly.
She knows the boundaries and distances that should be there.
"I didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense, so I just gagged and threw it to feed the sharks. Isn't he nicknamed 'Dragon King'? Now he's really going to be the king of the sea."
Jiang Fuyue: "That should also be called Sea King."
The other end was taken aback, then laughed loudly: "... the mouth is as poisonous as ever."
"Bye."
After finishing the call, Jiang Fuyue turned around and went in, just two steps away, she bumped into Zhong Ziang head-on.
"How did you go back yesterday? Did you catch a taxi later?"
"En." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
"No... What are you huh? I said so much, and you just replied with one word? Isn't it too perfunctory? Thanks to me, I was worried about you all night..."
Jiang Fuyue sized him up with weird and subtle eyes, Zhong Ziang's scalp was numb from being stared at—
"You, what are you looking at?"
"It's strange."
"ah?"
It took a while for Zhong Ziang to react: "...you are mocking me?!"
He actually said that he was "rare".
"Isn't it right? Just because you beat you more than twice, we can't be friends, but you took the initiative to post it, asking questions, why?"
As she spoke, she took a step forward, the distance between them shortened, their eyes met each other, and their breathing was close at hand.
Jiang Fuyue's dark and deep eyes seemed to see through him, under this penetrating sharpness, it seemed that all the tricks of ghosts and monsters would be invisible—
"Ever heard a sentence?"
Zhong Ziang's heart was pounding: "What, what are you talking about?"
"If you don't have anything to show your courtesy, you can either rape or steal."
"... So, can't it be the concern among classmates?"
"Of course, but student Zhong, are you taking too much control? Hmm?"
The ending rises upwards, like a feather brushing against the heart of a young man.
"No, not much..." He couldn't help but swallowed, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, so as to avoid her mind-blowing questioning.
Jiang Fuyue glanced lightly and reminded: "Don't retreat, there is a pool behind."
"Ah? Oh!" Zhong Zi raised his eyebrows.
Suddenly, "What are you playing with Yi Ci?"
The understated tone, as if it was mentioned inadvertently, caught the young man off guard.
"...No, nothing!"
"It's nothing. Why are you nervous? My pupils are dilated, your muscles are stiff, and your voice is even a few degrees higher. A person will only deliberately emphasize it when he is guilty."
Zhong Ziang was terrified when he heard that, but Jiang Fuyue's radar-like gaze was still on his face, so he was not allowed to show any timidity or dodge.
He could only force himself to look at her, but in fact his back was already soaked.
finally-
Jiang Fuyue withdrew her gaze, and took the initiative to take a step back to give him enough room to breathe.
but-
"I don't believe you. One day, I will know the truth. Don't bet on who will catch up with me first."
Zhong Ziang: "!"
Grass! Almost freaked out.
After Jiang Fuyue finished speaking, she strode inside.
Zhong Ziang stood there, stunned, and suddenly ran after him: "Wait—"
The girl stopped to look back, smiled lightly and hooked her lips: "Why, you decided to confess and be lenient?"
"Cough! I haven't done anything bad, so what can I confess..." He whispered to himself.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, "Then what did you ask me to do?"
He suddenly took half a step back, stood up straight, and adjusted his suit vest and shirt collar, suddenly raised his lower jaw, and looked at the girl disdainfully—
"How about it?"
Well!
Jiang Fuyue: "How about what?"
"I'm in this body!" As she said, she particularly focused on helping the gold-rimmed glasses that hadn't slipped off the bridge of her nose.
"... Do you want to hear the truth?"
"certainly!"
Jiang Fuyue looked carefully, and took a few serious glances: "First, I want to ask you a question."
"Um?"
"In summer, you wear a vest and button your shirt collar to the end. Isn't it hot?"
Zhong Ziang: "... Yes, a little bit. But don't you think I'm such a gentleman and have a special style? It's like the hero who came out of Shakespeare's book, every move is synonymous with romance."
"Shakespeare? I think you are quite like him, only one 'shi' is missing."
Zhong Ziang: "?"
Shakespeare, one less "scholar"...
"Shapea?"
Stupid!
Jiang Fuyue spread her hands together: "You said it yourself, don't blame me."
Zhong Ziang: "..." Do it!
"Oh, by the way, can you not lift your chin when you look at people?"
"Why, why?" Intuition will not have any good words.
"Like a gamecock."
Zhong Ziang was about to cry.
"You're talking nonsense! You hit me on purpose! The old uncle usually wears it like this, and his chin is raised higher than mine, but everywhere he goes, there are women sticking upside down."
Uncle
Xie Dingyuan
Jiang Fuyue's eyes turned cold: "Oh, maybe he is a fighter in cockfights, the kind whose jaw can fly to the sky."
After speaking, strode away.
"This, how can it be a chicken? Is there a chicken as handsome as me?"
"Even if it's a chicken, why am I not a fighter jet, but my uncle? I'm obviously better at chug-chug?"
Young master Zhong wondered on the spot.
…
Not long after Jiang Fuyue returned to the private room, everyone was almost finished eating.
Just as he was about to leave, Hou Siyuan suddenly stood up holding a cup: "Wait a minute! I have something to say!"
Everyone was taken aback, and sat back again.
Hou Siyuan took a deep breath, as if taking out 120,000 points of bravery: "I want to respect someone for this cup. Originally, I was a hindrance in the Wu Jing class. When the school didn't pay attention to Wu Jing, I was in that class. So, muddling along, and then suddenly adjusted the difficulty and said that this year I will participate in the competition... "
"I remember that many people left at once, and in the end there were only a dozen or so classmates left. To be honest, I also wanted to quit, but that day I had diarrhea and went to the toilet. I didn't have time to choose, so I stayed behind by accident. gone."
"But I'm not good at basics. I can't even keep up with the average progress in the class. Then, I get anxious and can't sleep all night. When I fall asleep, I dream about writing test papers."
"It can be said that those days were the darkest and scariest time in my entire high school period. Even thinking about it now, I still can't help trembling and sweating in my palms."
"Because of too much pressure, I couldn't help throwing up in class. I threw up once in the last class, and now people call me 'vomiting baby'..."
There was a burst of laughter immediately.
Recalling the ups and downs during the training camp, everyone has different degrees of emotion on their faces.
Hou Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "She rescued me from this unrelenting pressure, and the way of rescue is...cough! Let me feel more pressure."
"Hahahaha..." The laughter grew louder.
Everyone knew who Hou Siyuan wanted to honor with this cup, and they all looked at Jiang Fuyue.
Sitting next to Hang Haoran, Tang Ruoyan saw that he was also staring at Jiang Fuyue, with an expression of admiration and excitement, and couldn't help curling her lips.
Lin Yao also felt a little uncomfortable in such an atmosphere.
She is not a member of the Wu Jing class, and has never experienced what Hou Siyuan said, so she can't find any empathy at all, so she can only sit quietly and listen quietly.
On the other hand, Ling Xuan, although his emotions were not as exposed as others, but the light and soft smile on his lips revealed his true emotions.
This is his and Jiang Fuyue's common experience, which constitutes a fragment of memory where I am in you and you are in me.
Lin Yao never participated, so she is not even qualified to talk about emotion together.
This made her deeply jealous of Jiang Fuyue.
And on similar occasions, for the first time, she was no longer the focus of the audience, but was overshadowed by another girl who was not as good as her.
Lin Yao pursed her lips, and subconsciously tightened her hands under the table, pulling out the folds of the tablecloth.
Hou Siyuan: "...Since that day, I have lived in dire straits, because she is so scary! It takes five minutes to solve a final question, and ten minutes to complete a set of difficult A++ test papers."
"But the amazing thing is that I didn't vomit. Maybe it's because Liu Bowen and I were both scumbags in front of her. Since we're all scumbags, what's the difference? Right?"
Everyone echoed: "Yes! That's right! We are all scum in front of her!"
Jiang Fuyue shook her head and laughed.
Hou Siyuan: "...Later, I passed the preliminary exam, advanced to the semi-finals, and finally won the first prize in the country. I would not even dare to dream about this before."
Finally, he looked at Jiang Fuyue: "It's you who made me who I am now, a better Hou Siyuan; it's you who let me see what a real 'genius learner' is!"
"That feeling... How should I put it? It's like seeing a shining lighthouse on the endless sea. It stands so high and shines so brightly. It is the target of future navigation and the peak of human beings' climbable height. It is very magnificent. Also very powerful."
Yes.
Grand and powerful.
He expressed everyone's perception of Jiang Fuyue.
If there must be a benchmark in life, then Jiang Fuyue is definitely the one that stands at the highest and farthest point, which everyone can see but few people can reach.
How lucky they are to pass by her and witness her majestic towering, but so far no one has seen her true height.
Hou Siyuan: "Anyway, Sister Yue, you are the eternal goddess in my heart. I respect you with this cup!"
The applause was like thunder.
Jiang Fuyue got up slowly, and picked up the teacup in front of her.
No longer the expressionless face facing Zhong and Yi, she has a smile on her lips, and her beautiful peach eyes are full of soft light.
Everyone knows that Jiang Fuyue is beautiful, but because of her excessive strength, she always subconsciously ignores her feminine qualities.
For example, she can also smile, she can also be bright and bright, and she also has the innocence, kindness, playfulness and liveliness of a girl.
At this moment, everyone's faces were full of surprise.
Ling Xuan smiled.
Yi Ci's eyes lit up.
Zhong Ziang's eyes were filled with hesitation: It turned out that she laughed like this...
But never smiled at him.
Looking at Yi Ci from the corner of the corner of his eye, there was no such thing as force, and he immediately regained his balance.
The cup in Jiang Fuyue's hand touched the cup in Hou Siyuan's hand lightly: "You have worked very hard, and everything you have obtained now is the reward you deserve. Congratulations."
"Sister Yue, can you say a few words to encourage everyone? You can't pet the monkey alone, can you?" Liu Fei suggested loudly.
Everyone immediately agreed—
"Yeah!"
"The goddess also gave us a few golden and jade words! Write them down when you get home, frame them and hang them on the wall!"
"I can make a custom-made water cup with words, and put it by my side every day to enjoy the European spirit. What I drink in is full marks, and what I cough up is also full marks. It's wonderful~"
"Ouch! He Xin, you are really enough!"
"..."
Kindness is hard to turn down, Jiang Fuyue thought about it, and finally gave them a sentence——
"Study hard, make progress every day, and strive to build a great motherland."
Well-
If special effects can be added, then there must be a group of crows flying by at this time.
The audience seemed to press the pause button, and no one would react.
One second, two seconds...
A full five seconds passed, and suddenly a chuckle burst out, with the unique charm of a girl.
Tang Ruoyan covered her mouth, "What age is it, and you are still building a great motherland? Student Jiang, are you too old-fashioned?"