Mu Meng didn't think there was anything at first, after all, how many people could really live on their grades for a lifetime. Mu Meng thinks that she will not become so much because of grades. She looks down on those who have lost their lives because of the failure of grades. In the face of pros and cons, Mu Meng feels that the benefits of life are greater.
But Wan Muqing didn't know what Mu Meng thought. When he knew that Mu Meng's grades were poor, he immediately called his cognitively caring phone, thinking about comforting Mu Meng who had failed the college entrance examination.
"Hey, hello, I am Mu Meng." The voice is obviously not hoarse as Wan Muqing expected, but a very normal voice.
"I'm Wan Muqing, don't you have my mobile phone number?" Wan Muqing said cautiously even when he asked, for fear that Mu Meng would explode accidentally.
"Oh, Wan Muqing, what's the matter?" Mu Meng still asked and answered me, as if there was no time at all.
"Are you okay?" Mu Meng was stunned by Wan Muqing's words. A few flyers from the mobile phone accidentally dropped and flew to a boy's feet in bits and pieces.
"I'm sorry, I have something to do now, and I will talk to you later." Mu Meng hurriedly finished this sentence, which was much faster than when Mu Meng, a teacher of Wan Muqing, practiced news reading. ten times.
"..." Wan Muqing looked at Mu Meng who was only looking at the flyers with a black line on his face.
"I'm sorry, please." Mu Meng said respectfully.
Wan Muqing didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Meng in silence, waiting for the girl to realize that Wan Muqing himself was here.
"Huh?" Although Mu Meng felt that the person in front of her was very similar to XX, she still firmly believed that it was an illusion. Wan Muqing thought that Mu Meng realized that the person in front of him was him, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently floated up, "Sorry, You stepped on my flyer."
"Mu Meng! Why are you ignoring me?" Shi can tolerate, which is unbearable. Mu Meng has been ignoring Wan Muqing, how could he make Wan Muqing calm? But Wan Muqing turned to think of Mu Meng's achievements and softened his tone again. "Shall we talk for a while?"
"Brother, give you one, I'm working part-time, okay, and you lost one of my day's wages." Mu Meng finished this paragraph as quickly as possible in his life.
"Call me this brother, I have to go on and keep the confession." Wan Muqing said jokingly.
"All right, then you can offer it. You'd better pinch a statue for me and offer it to worship every day."
"Uh." Wan Muqing suddenly felt three black lines on his forehead. "You're not dead again."
"Nezha can still reshape the golden body, can I prepare before death?"
"Okay." Wan Muqing didn't know how to drip, so he was defeated by Mu Meng's mouth again, maybe it was his humility. Can be described as a gentleman, polite. But in Mu Meng's heart, he never regarded Wan Muqing as a gentleman again. Mu Meng believed that Wan Muqing did not regard himself as a girl again.
"Ahem!" The supervisor is a college student or a male college student, and for a girl like Mu Meng, he doesn't know how to deal with her discord.