In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

After eating, as soon as she returned to the dormitory, the system began to urge her again. Song Hongguo was also curious, so she didn't make any excuses and simply opened it. When she saw the content written inside...

Hey guys, this is an academic paper, right?

It was difficult for her to read the two pages from beginning to end. After reading it, she had a thought, "Xiao Tiantian, your male idol is not only a foodie, but also a prodigy. Is this the rhythm of being an orphan?" "

The first thought of the system is that it is broken and needs to be finished. No matter how crazy it is, no matter how thick the filter is, it is still a little short of words at this moment. Who said that the paper was written too professionally and seriously, and the words were too serious and sophisticated? , let him rack his brains to find even the smallest trace of ambiguity, but there is no way to start. He is worthy of being a genius researcher and a future scientist. This rigorous attitude is simply impeccable.

But this kind of attitude is used to chase a girlfriend... Wuwuwu, he is so desperate. The woman refuses to take the initiative no matter how much she tries to persuade her. The man finally takes the initiative, but his routine ends in a dead end.

At the critical moment, the love brain is still useful. The system forcibly praises you, "The male god is not trying to argue with you. He is showing his professional research spirit, just like a peacock spreading its tail. Hahaha, it's all to attract you." Please pay attention, what, isn’t there a word called sword-walking, haha..."

Song Hongguo also chuckled, "The sword is going slant? It is indeed quite slanted. It has to be light years away, right?"

After saying that, he hummed a few tunes from Light Years Away sarcastically. When he played this BGM for her, did he ever think that such a day would happen?Just ask it if its face hurts?

How can the system admit defeat? Even if the male god you choose is kneeling and crying, you have to continue to pamper him. "...The male god may be too reserved. Then what, don't ancient men like to use objects to express their love to women?" , maybe the male god thinks so too.”

After saying that, it admired itself for being such a clever little ghost, and emphasized again, "Yes, it must be like this, that's right."

"It's really hard for you to be his licking dog. It's hard for you to use any means to clear his name. Do you dare to open your eyes and say it again?" Are you using things to express love?I am not afraid that the ancients will jump out and beat it. Although there are no ambiguous words in the metaphors used by others, they are still written in a lingering and lingering way. What Huo Minglou wrote is serious and dialectical throughout, and he also quotes various examples and data. The words were sonorous and powerful. Although they were not overbearing, there was a hint between the lines that he wanted her to agree.

If this isn't a lever, what is it?Wasn't it just that you didn't stand on his side yesterday?Isn't it just a refutation?Is this serious?Can't make it?Do you have to write a special letter to argue with her?

Finally, I also wrote a sentence. If you have different opinions, I hope to reply to you.

This is not a letter. Is this a letter of challenge?

Seeing that her expression was not good, the system did not dare to say anything nice for Huo Minglou anymore, and asked cautiously, "Are you angry because of shame? Because you guessed it was a love letter before, but it turned out to be a thesis?"

Song Hongguo narrowed her eyes dangerously, "You say it again?"

The system shook its head fiercely. It didn't dare. It coaxed in a small way, "Don't be angry. The male god is serious and didn't mean to argue with you. It's an occupational disease. You see, he is doing scientific research and making the motherland strong. For the sake of his hard work and dedication, don’t argue with him, okay? Can you still expect a man from science and engineering to be more charming? "

Song Hongguo snorted and didn't respond.

The system couldn't hold it back and asked again, "Will you reply to him?"

Song Hongguo sneered, "I'm like a dog if you ignore him."

"...Okay, it's fun to torture your wife for a while, chase her to the crematorium, the male god should also suffer some abuse, a little abuse is pleasurable, abuse is healthier." After the system was depressed, he comforted himself, and he was not so desperate.

If you really can't fall in love with each other, then let's fall in love and kill each other. Anyway, as long as the two of them are together, it will be fine.

Song Hongguo folded the letter casually and put it back into the book. She only kept the money and thought about asking Han Ying to help return it in a few days. She didn't want to see him again for the time being.

who knew...

Sometimes, God likes to play tricks on people. The more you don’t want to see them, the more likely you will meet them.

Didn't even stay overnight.

In the afternoon, Song Hongguo took advantage of the fact that there were no patients in the outpatient clinic and went to the ward. Li Xiu was about to be discharged from the hospital. At least she was the one who saw her, so she went for a follow-up checkup, which was considered a beginning and end. There was also Hu Xiuli, she was also concerned about what the wound looked like. , the post-operative anti-inflammatory drugs she was using now were all eliminated long ago in her previous life. She was not sure about using them, so she had to see them with her own eyes to feel at ease, so that she could have an idea in the future.

As a result, it was such a coincidence that when she finished her work and was about to return to the outpatient clinic, she saw Huo Minglou. He was walking into the lobby on the first floor, carrying a bag in one hand and supporting a middle-aged man with the other.

The two people's eyes suddenly met.

Song Hongguo couldn't even pretend not to see it, so forget about the depression in her heart.

But this chance encounter was obviously an unexpected surprise for Huo Minglou. It was rare for him to take the initiative to say hello, and his tone became less cold and distant, "Doctor Song."

Song Hongguo forced a smile. She was a polite person and could not fall out in public. She had heard others call him Huo Gong before, which I guess was an honorific. She didn't want to respect him, but calling him Comrade Huo felt weird, so she gritted her teeth and shouted Saying "Huo Gong" is considered a greeting.

After saying hello, she thought they could go their separate ways, but unexpectedly, Huo Minglou had something to say, "Which department in the ward is Dr. Song in?"

"...Obstetrics and Gynecology." Can this answer end the topic?After all, the one he was supporting was a man. He obviously didn't know how to go to the obstetrics and gynecology department, so there was no need for her.

However, there is more.

"Can you help me? My teacher is not feeling well. I want to send him to the ward to rest first, but I am not familiar with the hospitalization process and am afraid of wasting time..." Huo Minglou said clearly, with expectation in his eyes. It's also very clear.

Song Hongguo, "..."

She didn't want to help, and she wanted to give him a blank look. How could she have the nerve to open her mouth after writing such an essay for her?

Contrary to what she thought, Huo Minglou felt that after writing that letter, he became more willing to ask for help. After all, the two of them had corresponded, so the relationship was one step closer, so he said it without any burden. , and even felt vaguely inexplicable joy, as if he had a reasonable excuse.

At this moment, the system was so nervous that it didn't dare to say a word, let alone show excitement, for fear that the male god would lose his temper again, and it would have to wait for rescue at any time.

"Minglou, is this Doctor Song your friend?"

Before Song Hongguo could think of how to answer, the middle-aged man who had been silent suddenly spoke. Only then did she look over, and a guess suddenly flashed in her mind.

Huo Minglou called him teacher, could he be Zhou Changqing?