Bearing Meng Caiwei's resentment all the way back to the dormitory, from daring to hang up on my phone inexplicably to raising a succulent plant to death, saying that the succulent has nothing to do with him because she is also succulent, but she has to ask He apologized, why did he still complain...
Well, once Meng Caiwei turns on the resentment mode, Meng Fan can only bear it silently. At other times, it’s okay to reply with a few words, but at this time, Meng Caiwei’s resentment will be even greater, and it will be himself who suffers at that time .
when.
Finally, when Meng Caiwei finished chanting, hung up the phone and entered the dormitory, a hurried figure rushed out from inside and bumped into Meng Fan head-on, then bounced back.
Meng Fan was also depressed, it was that guy last time again, did he really have too much sense of presence, being bumped into by the same person twice in the same place in a row.
"Sorry sorry."
The hurried figure got up, patted his buttocks, and saw that it was Meng Fan, and also looked apologetic.
Seeing Meng Fan waving his hand and going upstairs, he scratched his head, why did he hit him all the time.
Um? It seemed that compared with the last time, the bump this time was much more painful. Is it because Meng Fan's body is harder than last time, or is he rushing harder this time
When Meng Fan returned to the dormitory, the other three were already there.
Putting down the painting tube, he asked the three of them, "How do you arrange your eleventh holiday?"
It's the end of September, and it's the first long holiday after school starts soon.
"I'm going back to my hometown, and I've bought the air ticket." Xing Tage pointed to Chen Daqiang and Zhang Zhou, and said, "The two of them just discussed and made an appointment to go to NJ on November 1, each with a girlfriend. If you want to go too, I'll introduce Let a girl go with you, lest you become a light bulb and be fed dog food again."
"forget it."
Meng Fan originally planned to ask them what their arrangement was, and if there was no arrangement, they would go to the Shanghai stock market to watch the concert together.
Before rebirth, Meng Fan took Chen Daqiang, who was beaten and depressed, with him, but the effect was mediocre.
After rebirth, Chen Daqiang was not beaten nor depressed, but instead got together with Wei Zhixue in advance.
Now that the arrangements were made, Meng Fan didn't mention this, so as not to make a fuss and ask all kinds of questions.
Regarding the fact that Meng Caiwei is his sister, it is no different than the witch Qin Jia who is his/mother's student. The latter can still be said if asked, but the former should try not to say it to avoid some troubles.
The ten kilometers in the morning of the next day took 1 hour, 11 minutes and 53 seconds, which was a lot better than yesterday, and I was really familiar with the body after adding 2 endurance.
There is still a live broadcast, and the number of viewers is much higher than the previous early morning. The online peak reached 233 people. It is indeed quite 233 for so many people to watch others run so early.
There were nearly 600 viewers, and even though the mosquitoes are small, they are still meat.
"Ten o'clock tomorrow morning, don't forget."
Wu Tong arrived at the playground later than Meng Fan, but she only ran 8 kilometers, and her speed was much faster than Meng Fan, so when Meng Fan finished running and was about to stretch, she had already finished stretching.
She will go to the Weima activity site very early tomorrow morning, and will not come for a morning run, so she reminded Meng Fan in advance.
Thinking that he would not come for a morning jog, he added: "Don't come here tomorrow morning to do laps before going."
"Well, I remember." Meng Fan nodded. Seeing that Wu Tong was about to leave, he thought about it, and then asked with fear, "Do you have any plans for Eleven?"
Wu Tong said with a smile: "My fifteenth brother is getting married and needs to go back to the Shanghai stock market."
Meng Fan was stunned for a moment. I remember it was Brother Thirteen last time, and then his eyes lit up again: "Are you going back to the Shanghai stock market?"
Wu Tong asked: "Well. What's the matter?"
Meng Fan blushed a bit, then nodded, and said a little stammeringly: "That's right, I have two tickets for Su Qingcen's October 5 concert in Shanghai. I originally went with my roommate. He has something to do at the moment. I can’t go anymore, so I wanted to find someone to go with, so I asked if you are interested.”
"I have! Of course I have!"
Wu Tong agreed very happily, so happy that Meng Fan felt a little unreal. He only planned to ask, and he was not even 1% sure.
"Brother Shanjin, I set the alarm clock for this concert tour, but I still didn't get tickets for Shanghai and Hangzhou. I was thinking about buying scalper tickets when I went back to Shanghai. I didn't expect you to have them. That's great. !"
Wu Tong was very happy, took out the mobile phone from his arm bag, and asked, "How much is the ticket, I will transfer it to you now."
Meng Fan, who was so beautiful in his heart, waved his hands again and again: "My ticket was also given by someone else."
"That won't work. What others give is also for you. I will give you the value." Wu Tong is very serious.
This put Meng Fan in a difficult situation. If it was an ordinary ticket and Wu Tong insisted, four or five hundred, five or six hundred would be fine, but his ticket was for the infield, so it would be embarrassing if it exceeded Wu Tong's budget.
After thinking for a while, he said, "It would be inappropriate for me to sell the tickets given to me by others. How about this, when I go to the Shanghai stock market, you invite me to dinner."
"That's fine, but then you can't be polite to me." Wu Tong felt that what Meng Fan said was true, so he put the phone away.
Meng Fan laughed and said, "I'm polite about other things, but I really can't be polite about eating."
Hearing this, Wu Tong said, "Then I think you should eat less!"
Unexpectedly, Wu Tong was invited to watch the concert together. Not to mention how beautiful Meng Fan was, he maintained this good mood until he left school after lunch and was about to take the bus to Songcheng.
Guess what Meng Fan saw
A Smart!
Such a petite body is so conspicuous in Meng Fan's eyes.
For Meng Fan, these two Smarts definitely added 100 points of presence!
"Anchor Meng!"
Obviously, Meng Fan also has a strong sense of presence. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, Smart's car window was rolled down, revealing the bright smile of Tsujizhan.
Walk!
Meng Fan pretended that he didn't see or hear anything, and strode towards the bus stop. It happened that a bus just stopped there. It didn't matter how many buses it was.
Dude, it's not that this anchor is playing big names, it's because your car is too cruel.
"Nimma is still keeping up!"
After a thrilling journey to the gate of Song City, Meng Fan finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"Anchor Meng, did you get in the wrong car just now? You must be too anxious!" Tsuji Zhan stopped the car, bought a ticket, went in and caught up with Meng Fan, and said seriously: "Next time you come to Songcheng to live broadcast, Or go to other places to live broadcast outdoors, say in the live broadcast room, I will pick you up at the school gate on time. Of course, it would be best if you can leave a WeChat message. "
Meng Fan really wanted to ask, did you do it on purpose
Boom.
Coincidentally, the place where Tsuji Zhan boy caught up with Meng Fan happened to be downstairs of the city gate. Just after he finished his heartfelt words, Ms. Wang on the city gate landed a hydrangea ball on Meng Fan. Fan body.
"This Nima is too powerful!"
The teenager Tsuji Zhan watched Meng Fan being invited up to the gate tower by his servants with a confused expression, and then watched Meng Fan's praise dance performance with a confused expression, his whole body was in a bad mood.
Could it be that I made too much of a joke and drove anchor Meng crazy