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"What's the matter with you and Wang Youqian now?" Fangfang finally couldn't help asking,

"That's it, partner of the company, Fa Xiao, what else can it be..."

"I said, don't you like him? It's been many years, and you don't plan to work hard?"

"What are you trying to do? It's not like you don't know what he likes. You hang out with little girls every day, and when you mention those people in the circle, your eyes are full of eyes. What can I do? When the crew just wrapped up, I It seemed like I was asking him to celebrate together, but when a young model with him answered the phone, I knew he definitely didn't want to come."

"Okay you, so we are a spare tire, you came to us because you were rejected by rich people," Zhao Ting deliberately joked on him,

"Don't don't, brother, how can I, I like you and Sister Fangfang so much, you don't know, I am really happy to play with you." Okay, don't bully Xiaosha, he is not easy , there is not even a suitable friend in the circle, Wang Youqian is a crazy, childish ghost, and when he sees who plays well with Xiaosha, he will go to play tricks on Xiaosha," Fangfang said helplessly.

Lin Xiaosha couldn't help being a little sad, thinking of the long johns he had sent to Wang Youqian, and wondered if he would wear them, Beijing was so cold these days, if he didn't wear them, he would curse his old cold legs.

In the evening, after dinner, Xiaosha said goodbye to Zhao Ting and Fangfang, and went back to her room and couldn't help calling Youqian.

"Hey?"

Lin Xiaosha asked tentatively,

Wang Youqian just finished recording [ByeBye Little Fresh Meat] and was a little tired, "Huh? What's the matter."

Xiaosha couldn't help worrying when he heard his low voice, and couldn't help but lower his voice, "It's okay, just ask if it's cold in Beijing."

"It's okay, when do you plan to come back, you're not here today, I recorded byebye Xiaoxianrou by myself, but I'm exhausted, how do you plan to compensate me?"

"Would you like to have a kebab?" "...I'm convinced you, can't you be a little bit ambitious?"

"Then tell me what to do, anyway, you don't like me, and you don't like what I do." After saying this, Lin Xiaosha didn't know what was wrong with him, and felt that he was very unmanly.Thinking of his majestic Northeast man's character design, he felt that the character design could not be collapsed, even if he was dying of grievance, he immediately added a sentence

"You can eat whatever you like. Anyway, Sister Fangfang and I ate Chongqing hot pot in the afternoon. I was so full that I went to bed first."

Immediately hung up the phone decisively.But he felt proud and sang Lin Xiaosha over and over again!You're really good, you're really good, you're really really really good!Emboldened myself a bit guilty heart and posted a Weibo.

"It's really cool to eat, drink, play and have fun/shy/(ω)" Now Lin Xiaosha can be said to be "excellent".

On the other side, Wang Youqian himself was not very comfortable. He tried to act like a spoiled child but failed and was inexplicably bullied. This incident has not happened since the sixth grade of elementary school. The 30-year-old Mr. Wang couldn't figure out what went wrong, and he didn't even know whether he should get angry or call Lin Xiaosha to ask if Lin Xiaosha's brain was blocked by red oil.The entangled Lao Wang began to recall the story of when he was a rich kid.

Lantian School is the best private school in Lizhi City. Wang Youqian, who lives in Lantian Community, was naturally stuffed into Lantian No. [-] Kindergarten two streets away from his home by his rich father.In the school, Lin Xiaosha moved from the Northeast and transferred to Wang Youqian's class.At first, because Lin Xiaosha looked very cold and didn't play with everyone, everyone always talked about it behind his back. Wang Youqian heard that the new transfer student looked very powerful, and suddenly the little sun possessed him. I want to use my enthusiasm To influence him, Wang Youqian secretly told the teacher with such a great mood

"Teacher, I want to sit with Lin Xiaosha. He must not be familiar with anything when he just transferred here. I have been here since kindergarten, and I am willing to help him.!"

The teacher looked at the enthusiasm of Wang Youqian, who is usually chattering, and didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm. He also considered that Lin Xiaosha usually doesn't like to talk, and maybe he can cure Wang Youqian's tuberculosis, so he gave it to him. Seats adjusted.Wang Youqian, who got his wish, rushed back to the classroom and moved towards Lin Xiaosha with his small desk like a pig's nest on his shoulders.Lin Xiaosha, who was writing his name in his homework book, heard the movement and looked up and saw a moving garbage pile moving in his direction. He silently moved to the side, thinking that he was blocking others from throwing garbage.

"Hey, don't run away, the teacher asked me to be your new deskmate, what kind of expression is that on your face!" Wang Youqian, who put down his desk heavily and put his hands on his hips, fully expressed his dissatisfaction, staring at the Lin Xiaosha was hiding next to her.Lin Xiaosha was baffled by the appearance that if you dare to express dissent, I will violently suppress you.

I thought to myself, "Why are the people in this school so strange."

Xiao Sha, who didn't want to cause trouble, silently shook his head and continued to write his name.

Satisfied, Wang Youqian, who had changed his position, began to swing his chair up and down silently admiring Lin Xiaosha who wrote his name.

"Lin Xiaosha, which school did you study in before? I heard that you transferred from the Northeast. Is it very cold in the Northeast? Does it snow every day over there? Does it mean that you don't have to go to school when it snows? Play games every day. Can you play snowball fights and make snowmen? Did your school teachers in the past be as cute as Teacher Xiaohong? Let me tell you, Teacher Xiaohong is so cute. We taught us math in the first grade. She can fold many kinds of little frogs. When I was in the first grade, Teacher Xiaohong..."

The bell rang for class, and Wang Youqian’s excitement hadn’t passed yet. Lin Xiaosha, who had watched the teacher look this way several times, finally turned his head to look at the extra popcorn machine next door and pointed helplessly. The teacher pointed out that the book king had money to calm down.

From this day on, getting Lin Xiaosha to talk with him has become Wang Youqian's ultimate goal, and he finally changed from "um, ok, no" to "start, go home, eat" Such a two-character phrase is followed by a short sentence, a long sentence, or a long paragraph like "Are you annoyed, you have to hand in your homework".

Wang Youqian, a fourth grader, looked at Lin Xiaosha, who stood up and answered the Chinese teacher's questions fluently, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, which was all due to me.

Until one day in the fifth grade, Wang Youqian suddenly asked Lin Xiaosha, a revolutionary comrade who was skipping class and playing games with him,

"Why didn't you talk to me when you just transferred to another school? I didn't hate you that much. You're not a person who likes to hold hands, and you don't look shy. Besides, I don't look fierce. I don't believe it. You pinch, my face is still super soft now. My aunt and the others can’t help pinching my face now when they come to my house, if you don’t believe me pinch it..." He kept leaning towards Lin Xiaosha as he spoke

Lin Xiaosha, who was playing a game, pushed away the head that suddenly popped up in front of him and said, "Don't crotch my screen. At that time, I couldn't speak Mandarin well, so I was afraid that you would laugh at me."

"Hahahahahahahahaha," Wang Youqian, who hadn't expected the answer at all, couldn't help laughing wildly, shrinking into a bowed shrimp excitedly.

"Hahahaha or or or, come on, come on, tell me something big, I thought you couldn't speak Northeast dialect hahahaha"

Lin Xiaosha couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Is it that funny? Get up quickly, we're all going to lose!"