Are the cv goddesses together?

After saying goodnight to [Lingling Qixianshang], Jiang Xin left the YY channel. She turned off the computer, and lay on the bed carelessly flipping through her phone, but her mind was full of scenes from the scene just now.

To be precise, it's all the voice of [Lingling on the Seven Strings].

The pleasant voice of Yu Jie lingered in Jiang Xin's ears, and two stunning women with blurred outlines appeared in front of her eyes.

These two "excellent looks" are Dongfang Zhi and Lan Qingxian in the play "Orchid Valley".

Jiang Xin swipe the screen of the phone unconsciously, and inadvertently saw the Koukou drama group, the last few messages in the group were written by Xiao Yezi alone.

For some unknown reason, Jiang Xin accidentally clicked into the group chat members of the Koukou group, and then her fingers stopped on the top of the cv [Lingling Qixianshang] information unconsciously.

By the time she realized it, the phone interface had become the personal data card of [Lingling Qixianshang].

The nickname [Lingling Qixianshang] on the data card is the circle name. It is simple and rude, and the level of buckle is not high. I don’t know if it’s a trumpet or because I don’t have much time to play. There are only two moons. The space of the "veteran cadres" who came out was clean, and their personal signatures were also blank.

Jiang Xin paused, her fingers hovered over the option of [add friend], and after a long time, she put down her eager hand.

what is she doing? ?

Adding a friend is awkward...

Somewhat puzzled by her confusing behavior, Jiang Xin snapped her fingers lightly and simply exited the button interface, but the next moment she saw a little red dot on the penguin.

In desperation, Jiang Xin poked in again, and saw a conspicuous red dot on the contact person.

[Lingling Seven Strings] Request to add you as a friend.

——[Verification message] I am Lingling Qixianshang.

Jiang Xin's heart trembled, and her fingers, which had nowhere to rest, trembled.

The small red box just now has successfully turned gray.

【rejected】

……

Seeing the small gray box, Jiang Xin quickly sat up straight, and resent the friend request to the other party, which was quickly approved.

Your Xin: I'm sorry, I just clicked wrong...

Lingling Qixian Shang: I also said how a certain little girl turned her face and refused to recognize her right after the show.

Jiang Xin was about to send something to cover up her guilty conscience, when she saw a few big characters popping up on the dialog box.

Lingling Seven Strings: Throw away after use.

Concise and to the point, every word pokes at the heart.

...Jiang Xin didn't know how to reply for a while, so he directly replied to the other party with an emoji.

Your Xin: (I'm not me without you, don't talk nonsense jpg)

Lingling Qixian Shang: It's all right, let's stop making trouble, go and have a rest.

Lingling on Qixian: It's not good for a little girl to sleep too late.

Your Xin:? ? ?

Your Xin: Who did the little girl say! ?

little girl? ? ?

Doesn't her voice sound small?

What do you call her a little girl?

At any rate, she, Jiang Xin, has also stepped into the society and worked as a university teacher for several years. This is the first time she is called a little girl...

Lingling Seven Strings: Who should say who.

……

This man is so unreasonable.

Jiang Xin held her breath, unable to move up or down, subconsciously wanted to turn back, but saw [Lingling Qixian Shang] immediately sent a good night.

The breath I had held just now disappeared instantly after seeing these two words...

At this moment, she can still recall the tone of [Lingling Qixianshang] when she just turned on the mic when she uttered these two words, calm but with a bit of aftertaste.

OK.

Good night is good night.

Anyway, being called a little girl still makes her look quite young.

There is nothing not to like.

That night, Jiang Xin had a dream.

She dreamed of a glamorous woman standing in a hazy mist and walking slowly towards her.

Surrounding them is a field of beautiful and elegant orchids, exuding a delicate fragrance.

In the dense mist, the woman seemed to be in a fairyland. Jiang Xin tried hard to see her face clearly, but she couldn't see clearly no matter what.

She could only vaguely see that glamorous beauty's red lips slightly parted, and she uttered a few words: "Little girl, come here."

The owner of the voice spoke calmly, but Jiang Xin seemed to have been poisoned by something, her legs no longer obeyed her command, and she was about to walk towards the woman deep in the mist.

However, before approaching the woman, a beam of golden light shone in, and the woman disappeared together with the lingering mist... disappeared without a trace.

When Jiang Xin woke up, she found that the warm sun outside the window had sneaked in through the gap, forming a circle of light, and leaning lazily on her body.

Sure enough, it is day and night dreaming, although this dream is a bit strange, but it is not without trace, every scene in the dream seems to vaguely foretell something, but those flashing things Jiang Xin I can't catch it, I can only let the light and shadow slip away.

It was the first time that Yuemo was called a little girl. She had too much obsession to have such a strange dream. Jiang Xin didn't think about it for too long.

Jiang Xin doesn't have much class today, so the schedule is relatively easy.

Therefore, when students walk into the office, they will inadvertently see Mr. Jiang, who is dressed up like a 17-year-old girl, lazily leaning on the back of the chair, propping his head comfortably, and playing mobile games openly.

Although Jiang Xin's posture in playing the game was very arrogant and eye-catching, but out of humanitarianism, she didn't make a sound, so she didn't have any bad influence on the teachers who were working.

But I don't know if the students who come and go are affected.

Hey, another win.

Is the weak elementary school student who came to give away the head on the opposite side?

He also made a special trip to touch it from the resurrection point to let her kill it.

That's too polite.

Could it be that this is how it is when playing a game these days-giving a head a thousand miles away, with less courtesy and more affection?

After winning several rounds in a row, Jiang Xin was in a very happy mood. She put down her phone, stretched her neck, and stretched her waist.

Looking up, he found a familiar figure in front of him.

The little girl standing in front of Jiang Xin poked her head out tentatively to look at the screen of her mobile phone. She looked like a good student who wanted to make a noise but was afraid of disturbing the teacher playing games.

Qiao Yibei's eyes were timid, the same as when they first met, a bit shy, and when she noticed Jiang Xin raised her head, she consciously moved back half a step.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xin looked at Qiao Yibei with a somewhat helpless expression.

Why doesn't this girl call her? ?

Can playing games be important? ?

"Ah! Hello, Mr. Jiang!! It's just... the dubbing competition last time. Other things have been arranged. The time is set at seven o'clock tonight. I wonder if you are free?"

Qiao Yibei's clear eyes sparkled with bits and pieces of hope, one couldn't bear to refuse.

"Well, no problem, where is the location?"

Hearing the reply, Qiao Yibei heaved a sigh of relief, and his little hands, which were so nervous that they had nowhere to rest, finally let go, "In the art performance hall on the third floor of the school's Guiyuan, Mr. Jiang, this is our invitation~"

Jiang Xin took the invitation letter with the time and place printed on it, and smiled back at Qiao Yibei, "Thank you, the invitation letter is very delicate, work hard tonight."

"Okay! Thank you, Teacher Jiang!! Goodbye, Teacher Jiang!!"

The little girl Qiao Yibei bowed to Jiang Xin again, then turned around and walked out the door. She was suppressing her excitement before and walked in a regular manner. Jumping up and down like a little girl, she jumped out of Jiang Xin's sight.

Ok.

Sure enough, you have to be like this to be called a little girl.