How to Trap a Fried Puppy

Wang Bowen, wait for me, this class hasn't started yet.Zhao Qi shouted after him, hey hey hey, why are you in such a hurry, the class at 07:30 is not until [-]:[-], if you walk so fast, I will be exhausted.

Oh, I have something to do, Wang Bowen muttered, clutching his schoolbag and striding forward with his long legs, swishing forward without looking back.

No, your brother said...Zhao Qi followed breathlessly, thinking over and over again, your brother said let me watch you stay in school, you are not allowed to be late or leave early, and you are not allowed to miss classes. I ran away like last time. Where can I find you? How can I explain to your brother?

Before Zhao Qi finished speaking, Wang Bowen, who had been advancing rapidly, stopped, turned around and walked quickly in front of him, with a smile on his face, he said slowly, oh, how to explain, explain you to him.

So Sui Sui Nian Zhao Qi stopped talking, opened his mouth stupidly for a few seconds.

Wang Bowen looked proud and said, well, just kidding.

Zhao Qi's eyes were shaking, and he held back for a long time before whispering, anyway, you have to go to class today.

Go, who said I won't go.Wang Bowen smiled, waved goodbye to him as he walked, and said, I left my mobile phone in the store yesterday, so I can go to class after I take it.

After shaking off his tail, he walked away refreshed and soon arrived near the supermarket. Wang Bowen was standing across the street, separated by the leaves-dropped sycamore trees on both sides of the road and the students rushing to class on the road, he saw the young and handsome The store manager is sitting at the bar, looking at a book seriously, with a thick stack of materials in hand.From time to time, a clerk ran over to ask him something, and he raised his head and spoke patiently, with a polite and polite smile on his lips.

Obviously in the store, she was dressed like that.Wang Bowen walked up to him, thinking silently, he didn't know who he was wearing it for.

Meng Rui changed his usual comfortable style today, wearing a fitted shirt and a V-neck sweater, and a black suit-style wool jacket outside, which is a serious gentleman's attire.From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man walking into the store, so he pretended to be calm and continued to read the book as if nothing had happened, but his eyes followed the young man as he approached the bar slowly.

He pretended to raise his head inadvertently, just realized the appearance of the young man standing in front of him, lowered his voice, and gave a slightly puzzled grace.

When Mr. Meng first started taking acting classes, he knew that his deliberately low, slightly hoarse voice was particularly magnetic and alluring.

The boy didn't respond, holding his schoolbag with his little hand, and said a little embarrassedly, I seem to have left my phone here yesterday.

Meng Rui took out a black box from his bag, opened it and handed it to him, and said with a gentle smile, it must be this one.

Enen, thank you, fortunately I found it.Wang Bowen took the phone and unlocked it. Zhao Qi's WeChat message yesterday was to remind him to go to class today. As always, he babbled about what his brother said, and there were also a few WeChat messages and a call from an unknown contact. It was probably a harassing call.He breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he didn't miss his brother's call, otherwise he didn't know how to deal with it.

Looking up again, I saw that the store manager had already tidied up the books and materials on the table, put them in the handbag, arranged his clothes and stood beside him, looking at him.

Meng Rui was sizing up the boy's good-looking features when he heard him say, I'm leaving, mobile phone, thank you.Meng Rui answered with a smile, are you going to class?I'll go with you, I happen to be going to class too.

So the store manager, you pretend to be serious, but you are actually a student.

Wang Bowen thought silently.

Meng Rui is very tall, about 185, the boy is unexpectedly not much lower than him, and he is particularly conspicuous in the crowd of students rushing to class on the road. The gentle and handsome teacher Meng and the handsome and lovely Wang Bowen are naturally attractive Quite a few glances.

Some people even secretly took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Meng Rui felt it sensitively, but seeing the unconsciousness of the people around him, he didn't say anything. The moment he reached his feet, he quickly stretched out his arms and hugged him up.

Wang Bowen took a step back in embarrassment, thanked in a soft tone, then squatted down and pointed the back of the kitten's head, saying, it's all about you, and I almost sprained my ankle.

It's so cute.Meng Rui stood beside him and looked at him with a gentle smile.

As soon as he walked to the teaching building, Wang Bowen was caught by Zhao Qi who was waiting for him at the door early. Zhao Qi is not tall, around 175, looks quite thin, and his physique is not very good. Athletes are completely different.Wang Bowen is because his father, who has a dream of being a table tennis champion, has been training with the national team since he was a child, and he has suffered a lot.Relying on his handsome little face and natural fair complexion, he looks like a slender boy, but in fact he looks thin when he wears clothes and takes off his clothes, and his muscles are beautiful.

Zhao Qi is the complete opposite. Look at him, he is a bit thin, but he is also a boy with a normal body and thin body, but his physique is extremely poor. He gets sick every now and then, and colds and fevers are common when the seasons change cold.So be it, he was still standing at the door waiting in the cold wind and bleak winter.

Wang Bowen saw his fingertips that were white with cold on the hand holding his down jacket, and some glasses that were fogged up by the exhaled breath, and thought silently, my brother, you have owed this debt.

Didn't I come to class now? I said that I would definitely come today. If you still don't believe me, cut it.Wang Bowen dragged Zhao Qi into the teaching building. As he walked, he realized that the store manager who had come with him just now had left at some point. He probably went to find the classroom. He checked the time and quickened his pace.

As a result, he rushed to the door of economics 301 classroom, just in time to meet the store manager standing at the door, Wang Bowen greeted him, and dragged Zhao Qi to sit on the seat at the back of the classroom.

Zhao Qi was a little surprised and said, hey, isn’t this the guy who came here with you just now? Who is he?How did you know each other?

Wang Bowen was not in the mood to listen to what he was saying, because as the class bell rang, the man went straight to the podium, took out the books and folders slowly, glanced around among the students, and stopped at A big and meaningful smile appeared on himself.

It turns out that the meaning of "I happen to be going to class too" is true, come, attend, class.

Standing on the podium, Meng Rui looked at the boy with a surprised expression, a little proud of his success in teasing him.

He patted the table twice, and waited until the classroom became quiet, then cleared his throat, and said, Professor Lin has something to do recently, so I will teach you the next class that is due at the end.My name is Meng Rui.He turned around and took a chalk to write his name beautifully on the blackboard.

Then he smiled and said, I am the senior of your second year of research, so I know all your tricks.In the future, microeconomics classes will be called by name, and those who are caught not showing up will be deducted from their normal marks.

Then, amidst the scattered sighs of the students below, he said with a smile, you guys, you still have to listen to the class carefully. In fact, microeconomics is also very interesting.

Wang Bowen rolled his eyes below, but the girls in the classroom have already fallen into the longing for the new teacher, discussing in whispers, who is such a handsome teacher who skips class, so he is not willing to skip class. Hehe, I don’t know if Weijing is interesting. The most important thing is that the teacher is so handsome. Next time, I have to come early to reserve a seat. I really want to see the handsome guy up close.Some people even eagerly took out their mobile phones to take pictures of him.

Wang Bowen listened to the people on the podium talking about the supply and demand curve, and suddenly closed the book with a snap, lay down on the table, and buried his face in his arms.

No wonder I packed it up to look good, because it turned out that I came to school to hook up with a school girl.

shameless.

The author has something to say: Xiaobai: I don’t know who to show it to when it’s packed like that.

Meng Dressed Up Rui: Wife, am I handsome today?Hey Hey.

Xiaobai: Not handsome. (`へ′)

Meng Rui with a dazed face: It's the first time you failed in being handsome in front of your wife? ? ? ?_?

☆、Chapter 3

"Hey, hey, wake up." Zhao Qi poked Wang Bowen who was lying on the table twice with a ballpoint pen, indicating that his new teacher was taking a roll call according to the class list.

Wang Bowen looked at Mr. Meng on the podium. He read the names on the list in a serious manner. After carefully confirming that it was him, he took a pen to outline the attendance record.It's kind of like that, Wang Bowen thought, and then he heard his name, and after answering, the man's eyes fell on him, with a smile in his eyes, and jokingly said, "Wang Bowen, this name, Quite fun."

Fun with your size.Wang Bowen lowered his head and rolled his eyes, flipping through the book of microeconomics in his hands. It has been almost a month since he came to class last time, and there are many courses left behind.Things that he didn’t know much at first, now he looks even more confused. No wonder his brother is a busy man who still has time to supervise him to attend classes all day long. If he fails a subject, he will have to suffer again explain.Although I didn't listen to this class very much, I'd better listen to it in the future.Wang Bowen silently made up his mind.

When the bell rang for the end of class, he slowly put the books in his schoolbag and tidied them up. He looked at Zhao Qi who had already packed up his things and waited, and said, "Go to self-study later." Zhao Qi has always been a good student who attends class on time and listens carefully. , I usually spend most of my free time in the library and study hard, but this time I hesitated and mumbled for a while before saying, "Well, I won't go with you, I have something to do this afternoon."

"Okay, then I'm leaving, bye." Wang Bowen walked downstairs, thinking, if there is something to do, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.Before he walked out of the teaching building, he saw a small group of people gathered in the hall at the entrance. Teacher Meng, who was a head taller, stood out in the crowd. The girl next to him showed him a mobile phone, saying something excitedly. The people around shouted and laughed together, and he also laughed happily.

Cut, Wang Bowen walked over and vaguely heard him saying in a gentle tone that he should pay attention to the lectures, and thought, you should give lectures carefully.Hooked up with a primary school girl after only one class, and she is also good at teasing.

"Wang Bowen'er," Meng Rui chased up from behind and called his name.In fact, Teacher Meng originally planned to wait for him at the door of the teaching building, creating a false impression of encountering him after class. I didn't expect that all the students are so enthusiastic now. Hulala circled around asking for mobile phone numbers, WeChat IDs and Weibo numbers. Teacher Meng, who usually cultivates his morality, was caught off guard. He watched him turn around and leave after he glanced this way. Then he hurriedly finished dealing with the students and ran out to find him. Fortunately, he saw the young man walking leisurely on the road with his schoolbag on his back.

"Teacher," Wang Bowen stopped and greeted politely and obediently, silently wondering what he was doing.

"I didn't expect such a coincidence," Teacher Meng said with an upright and gentle smile, "It just so happens that you are my student."

Wang Bowen walked side by side with him a little awkwardly. The people around him changed from the handsome store manager who gave him a bag of apples to the teacher of his university professional courses. This change of identity made Wang Bowen not know what to do for a moment. say what.

Fortunately, Meng Rui is not a talkative person, so he just chatted briefly, left his contact information, smiled and asked him to help with roll call in class, and then walked back quietly with him without saying anything.

It wasn't until he got near the apartment building that Wang Bowen signaled that he was going home in another direction, that Meng Rui took out a bright red apple from his bag and handed it to him with a smile, "This is for you."

Wang Bowen sat on the floor with his guitar in his arms and played the piece he just wrote in the previous stage. From time to time, his mind wandered and he thought of the person who suddenly became his teacher today.

For some reason, after he moved out of the dormitory, he lived in an apartment near the school.Although it is much more convenient in all aspects, except for the familiar people in the dormitory, there are not many people I usually contact.When I get busy, I shut myself in the room all day long, relying on takeaway to fill my stomach, and then go out to enjoy the wind every night before going to bed.

I went shopping in the newly opened supermarket downstairs by chance, and unexpectedly found that the store manager was a young man who looked about the same age as me, holding a foreign book with a complicated cover pattern and looking intently at it, holding a pen from time to time Copy some text in the notebook on the table.Wang Bowen looked at it intentionally or unintentionally for a while. The concentrated and serious temperament on that person unexpectedly made him feel very peaceful in his heart. It was the kind of wind chime hanging on the window sill being blown by the wind on a comfortable summer evening. After a slight shaking, the sunset light casts mottled shadows on the floor of the room through the luxuriant tree branches and leaves, and you are sitting at the desk holding a pen and writing, and the pen tip scratches on the paper and makes a small rustling sound, that kind of quiet and peaceful and feeling.

So afterward, when Wang Bowen was busy all day and felt a little irritable, he went to the store and saw how the store manager was concentrating, and his mood gradually calmed down unexpectedly.And in order not to look weird, I just bought an apple every day and took it home.

After a long time, Wang Bowen is even a little used to this kind of life. He writes songs and tunes at home every day. After a day's work at night, he goes to the supermarket downstairs and patiently picks out a red apple. Pretending to look at the store manager as if nothing had happened, I went home and finished eating the apples, then took a shower, and finally went to sleep with peace of mind.

Until the previous stage, I went to city B to participate in a singing competition, and went to the store after a few days, and somehow accepted a bag of apples handed over by the store manager, and accidentally left my mobile phone in the store.

Then I went to the store to get my mobile phone, thinking that the store manager was a classmate and went to the teaching building with him, but later found out that it was the teacher of my professional class, and finally walked back with him just now, exchanged contact information in a daze, and Take him an apple!

Wang Bowen plucked the guitar strings randomly a few times, took out his mobile phone and changed the name of the mobile phone number he had just saved from "Teacher Meng" to "Meng Rui". name, put the phone upside down on the floor.

Not long after I put it down, I heard the phone's message beeping, and the three big characters of Mr. Meng were displayed on the screen.The text message simply read "En. This is Meng Rui."

Wang Bowen hesitated for a while, thinking about changing the name in the address book to Meng Rui, and saw the next text message he sent, "Today's apple. Is it delicious?"

Wang Bowen assumed his calm and serious gentleman's appearance and imagined the story of the clerk who often played on TV and was treated as a liar when he returned to the customer. He amused himself, ran to wash the apple, and replied to him while biting, "I'm eating, Pretty sweet :)”

Then he rolled his eyes with a smile, and changed the name saved in the newsletter from "Mr. Meng" to "Apple Dealer".

The author has something to say: Meng Fanlist Rui: What's my wife's name?You have to watch carefully when the roll call is made. <(￣︶￣)↗[GO!]

Xiaobai: sei is your wife.

Teacher Meng: Oh, my wife’s name is this. My wife’s name is so funny.

Xiaobai: (*/ω╲*)

☆、Chapter 4

CBD cafe.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? I'm sorry, I was delayed by something just now." The visitor was wearing a dark gray suit, and his shoulder-length black hair was simply tied with a leather cord, showing a delicate and heroic face.

He sat on the seat opposite the young man, speaking politely and courteously, as if he never noticed the surprised look in the young man's eyes when he saw him.

"No, I just arrived too, not long, um." Zhao Qi looked away, clenched his fingers to calm himself down.

Xu Zhanting had already taken off his suit jacket and put it aside, the sweater inside just exposed his delicate collarbone.On the slender, fair, curvaceous neck, there is a black leather collar inlaid with gold thread.

Ascetic and seductive, it seems.

Zhao Qi repeatedly remembered what he looked like at this moment in his mind, whether it was the cool and unrestrained knight in the movie with aloof martial arts but living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, or the depression sitting silently by the Rhine River and drawing seabirds in the sky The artist, or the magazine cover photo that is called the most exquisite mixed-race face after a rare interview, Xu Zhanting, who appeared in the coffee shop downstairs at 3:34 p.m., is his most ordinary appearance at this moment .

Zhao Qi even felt a little nervous because he was able to skip the obstacles of TV magazines, reporters and secretaries, etc., and sit in front of him for real.

Xu Zhanting put the rectangular box on the table, pushed it to him, and said with a distant smile, "I will return this to you first, and the front desk signed for it without knowing it. Although there is no name on it, I guess it was you who sent it." Yes."

Zhao Qi looked up at him in surprise, not knowing for a moment whether he should admit directly that inside the familiar box was the scarf that he had barely woven after learning from the owner of the handicraft shop for more than a month. I chose a slightly bright red color, which looks warm.The female store manager who was a few years older than him couldn't help but praise him for his good vision and patience, saying that such a caring boy is rare, and your girlfriend doesn't know how happy she is.

He's not my girlfriend, not even my friend.

He was not happy, he never opened the beautifully packaged box.

He doesn't like it and doesn't want it.

Zhao Qi even thought desperately, if it wasn't for the text message sent to him in the morning, probably, he wouldn't have spared time to meet up with him during work.

And that text message told him that Wang Bowen had returned to school.

Xu Zhanting is Wang Bowen's big cousin, and Zhao Qi first met him on the first day of school.He was sitting on the bed making the sheets when he saw an energetic teenager walking into the dormitory empty-handed. The people behind him dragged their luggage and followed him leisurely, half of their faces were covered by their hats.

That young man was Zhao Qi's good brother Wang Bowen who would talk about everything later on, and that young man with a cold voice and handsome face gradually became Zhao Qi's unspeakable secret not long after.

He could only pretend that he didn't care, and said in a relaxed tone, "This is just on sale. I bought it casually, and Wang Bowen and the others also have a share."

"If you asked me to look after him, I should have given you a gift. Why not take things instead." Xu Zhanting said while taking out a small square box from his coat pocket and putting it on it, and pushed him further together.Then he smiled and said, "This is for you, I don't know what you like, let's take it as a Christmas present."

Zhao Qi looked at him, thanked him dully, and then heard him say in a slightly apologetic tone that there was still something to do, and he might have to leave first.When he came back to his senses, he realized that the man had already left, and the Blue Mountain coffee he hadn't had a sip of was completely cold at this moment, without any heat.

Zhao Qi knew that this was just a polite and distant perfunctory, a gift deliberately given to clear the relationship.

He also knew that if he had a bit of backbone, he should accept it on the spot without hesitation, instead of staring blankly because he felt sad and could only thank him dully with downcast eyes.

Or, if he can be more proud, he should say the words of refusal calmly, telling him that he doesn't need to use this way to imply himself, instead of saying that he can't say no even if he knows it's not a gift from the heart.

He stretched out his hand and opened the box tremblingly. Inside lay a beaded bracelet, which was a popular style, simple and elegant.Wearing it on his slightly thinner wrist than normal boys, it was a whole circle bigger.

Zhao Qi thought, it was obviously not suitable for him at all, so why did he want it.

He walked out of the coffee shop in a hurry, feeling a little dazed in the bustling and bustling street.

He remembered that when he liked that actor before, it took a lot of effort to find the president of the fan club and ask her to pass on the gift.

At that time, he kept thinking how wonderful it would be if one day he could personally deliver the gift to him.

But now it's okay, he is in front of the person he likes, and he can personally give him the carefully prepared gift in person.

But he said no.Courteous, polite, and even sent a small gift in reverse without losing grace.

Zhao Qi quickened his pace, buried his face in the upturned neckline of his down jacket, his eyes turned red instantly.

Wang Bowen is in a good mood recently.

This is good, it's not the kind of elated happiness, but the kind of light, warm and comfortable mood in my heart.

The previous draft competition came to an end, and he also began to gradually return to his normal student life, getting up early every day to go to the library to study, and to make up for the homework that was left behind.Although Zhao Qi, an obedient student who was originally resident in the library, has been abnormally missing recently, but unexpectedly, he ran into Teacher Meng several times in the library.

At the beginning, he was still a little reserved in face, and he called the teacher obediently, and greeted Meng Rui, and then he gradually became familiar with him when he often met.Knowing that he is Professor Lin's favorite student, a senior who is a few years older than himself, and the job of the supermarket store manager is only to help friends manage the store.

I even found out that his birthday was just a few days later on December 12, which happened to be the day after Christmas.

And a height of 185cm, a Capricorn, likes a series of teas such as Longjing tea, oolong tea, Pu'er tea, etc.

And I had previously published a comic book at the kind invitation of the magazine. Although I used a pseudonym, it was still picked up. It was the student who had a rather impressionist style of painting in the High School Art Awards.

Of course, these cannot be the information that can be known by a few short chats when they just drop by and go home together every day.

These are the topics that everyone is frantically discussing on the school's Weibo. The new tall and handsome professional teacher, whether it's the photos secretly taken in class, or the information collected by insiders from everywhere, are quickly spread on the Internet.

People like Wang Bowen who like to spy on the screen in private naturally know a lot.

Therefore, the store manager with a calm and far-reaching temperament in my impression has gradually become a person who I often met in school recently, and then went back together on the way, and would give me an apple before we parted; He has no airs, has a good temper and is very gentle; and he seems to be an excellent person in all aspects.

At this moment, Mr. Meng, with a serious expression on his face, stared at the computer intently, and carefully selected the fruit suppliers in the boutique supermarket. He thought of the boy smiling at Apple, and tapped the keyboard a few times. Tighten Apple's supplier product inspection standards by a few percentage points.

The author has something to say: Meng·Swiping Weibo·Rui: Look, daughter-in-law, they are all praising your husband!

Xiaobai: Oh, then you are awesome too.

Meng Duzui Rui: I still want to kiss, hug and hold high <(￣︶￣)>

Xiaobai: Wake up.

☆、Chapter 5

"Aren't you going to buy apples today?"

Wang Bowen was lying on the library table with his head buried in his arms, holding a pen and scratching randomly on the calculation paper. Suddenly, a WeChat message came to his mobile phone from Mr. Meng.

Ahhh, how can I have the mind to eat apples, my exams, my finals.

He scratched his hair and replied, "I'm reviewing, I can't understand anything, I'm not in the mood:("

"Don't you usually pay attention to class?"

No way, I only missed class for half a month because I was going to participate in the talent show. I thought that with Zhao Qi, a good student, a university bully, even if I didn't go to class, I would definitely be OK with a few tutoring sessions.

Who knew that Zhao Qi hadn't shown up since he finished class that day, and he only said on the phone that he was on a trip, and he wasn't in City D recently.

Zhao Qi has always been the most disciplined, not in the nature of being able to do anything out of the ordinary, so Wang Bowen only thinks that this is a distraction before the exam for a top student, so don't worry.

The only thing to be thankful for is that his powerful brother, after learning that he was going back to school, only made a phone call to let him take the exam well, and left him alone.

However, he had to make up for the dozen or so courses left behind by reading books by himself.

After Wang Bowen edited it in WeChat, he thought about it and deleted it word by word. After all, the result of the competition has not been released yet, so it would be embarrassing to tell him rashly if he didn't win the prize.

"The library is about to close." Teacher Meng sent another message.

"Well, it's coming soon. I won't tell you anymore, I'll pack up my things."

After sending the WeChat message, Wang Bowen put his phone back in his pocket, packed up the books, paper and pens on the table, and walked out of the library in his coat.

Wang Bowen tugged on his coat and hat, lowered his head and buried his face in his neckline, and took out his mobile phone to read the news that he had just arrived. Teacher Meng sent three words, and looked down.

He looked down the stairs outside the library door, and saw a smiling Meng Rui waving at him.Among the students in Yishui who were carrying sports schoolbags and wearing down jackets and snow shoes, Mr. Meng, who was handsomely dressed and had a neat hairstyle, was particularly conspicuous. A few girls passing by even whispered and hid not far away to watch him.

Wang Bowen trotted a few steps to him, pouted and said, "You don't know it's cold if you wear so little."

"I'm not too afraid of the cold." Meng Rui smiled inwardly, and after this period of contact, he also understands his little Tsundere's concern.

"Why are you here?" Wang Bowen shrank his neck a little afraid of the cold, and asked him.

"I came to the school to get some things, and I happened to see you." Teacher Meng, who was dressed handsomely and waited at the door when the library was about to close, said calmly.

"That's quite a coincidence." Wang Bowen shrugged and smiled.

"En. How is the review?"

"Oh." Wang Bowen pouted, tilted his head and sighed.

"That's it," Meng Rui said softly, "Let me review for you. It happens that the store is short of manpower. How about you come to the store to help at night?"

"Then you are not the teacher of all my classes." Wang Bowen maintained his happy expression for a few seconds, and then said in a slightly unhappy voice.

"I will." Teacher Meng's tone is firm.

"Then you still have to visit the store and attend classes, and you don't have time."

"It's okay, I'm not busy recently, and there aren't many people in the store at night, so it's fine if there are shop assistants watching."

Teacher Meng listened to the boy's obedient tone and said thank you, and smiled with satisfaction until the corners of his mouth pulled out shallow smile lines.

"To solve this kind of formula, you need to use Lagrange's median value theorem. First..." Meng Rui took a pen and wrote the formula on the calculation paper. When he looked at the child opposite, he found that his eyes were dull, and his face turned a little bit Seriously, he knocked on the table a few times.

"Listen carefully, what are you thinking about, have you lost your mind?" His tone became harsh inadvertently.

Wang Bowen showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, and then listened to the class obediently.

When the store was about to close, the sister of the employee was doing daily inventory between the shelves. Seeing Wang Bowen stretching his waist and yawning after the class, she smiled and called him, "Xiaobai, come and help."

"Okay~" The young man hummed an unknown tune, trotted over briskly, and chatted with the staff sister in the store while tidying up the shelves with a smile.

Meng Rui looked at the demo of him having fun as soon as the class was over, a little helpless, but also thought it was very cute, like a little milk dog who was finally able to go out to play after being locked up for a day, his eyes were bright and he was very happy.

The employee's sister was Xie Jin's second assistant before, and was transferred here as the prospective store manager. When he helps Xie Jin stabilize the project operation, she can give her full authority.

Because of her shrewd ability and lively personality, Meng Rui appreciates her very much.

Even on the first day when I brought the child to the store, I asked her to go out alone to explain to her, "Although I said in front of the child that he was here to help, but there is nothing to call him, we have other things", she With an "I understand" expression on his face, he showed a meaningful smile.

Meng Rui raised his forehead. Even Meng Rui, who was as calm as a veteran cadre, was a little powerless against a creature with a keen sense of smell like a rotten girl.

Even though I don't know what she is thinking about, but watching her can't stop liking the child, she praises him for his good looks all day long, her eyes are shining, her skin is good, fair and juicy, and she even yells dotingly like a sister He is Xiaobai, who prepares cut fruits for him, and teases him every day to make him happy. Teacher Meng still silently gives birth to a sense of pride in my family who has just grown up.

So much so that when I go home every day and sort out the knowledge points with the undergraduate textbooks that I have not read for a long time, the little exhaustion becomes a little bit sweeter.

Xu Zhanting stopped and listened carefully to the sounds in the parking lot.

Except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing in, and the faint and faint noise from the street not far away, it seemed that he could hear his own breathing in the silence of the parking lot.

He smiled indifferently, opened the car door, and laughed to himself that he might have been too busy with work recently and had auditory hallucinations.

Such a suspicious mentality is a bit like the way he was when he first debuted.

He was 19 at the time, in college, and cameoed as a depressed painter in one of his low-budget films to help his roommate.

He didn't expect that the roommate who usually had a vest, slippers and big pants, who looked depressed and was assigned to the freshmen dormitory because his graduation work was canceled and postponed his graduation, found a sponsor who was willing to invest money in that short-lived work, and then he was serious. The official shooting started.

He didn't expect that his roommate was really a movie genius.The theme of "Sword Walking" actually won an award in an international film selection that has attracted a lot of attention. It happened to be the first Chinese film to win an award, so his roommate was quite proud.

Furthermore, he, who played the supporting role, also got some attention in a small area.

Xu Zhanting smiled. Speaking of it now, no one would believe it. The young boss of Huijing Entertainment Film and Television Co., Ltd. and a well-known director with aloof personality, who has always appeared as a friend, also cried because of a film that was not that important. Playing, and sweating profusely under the hot summer sun, I am in a terrible embarrassment.

The author has something to say: Wang · distracted while listening to class · Bowen: His hands are so beautiful.

Teacher Meng: Why is my daughter-in-law distracted again? Could it be that I did not speak well?

Xiaobai: I also want such a hand...

Meng·Zi Lian goes online·Rui: Well, you must think I'm too handsome.

PS: Does the format of this chapter look better? (つ``ˉ?ˉ)つ``

☆、Chapter 6

In the evening, the streets are full of festive joy, and the shops along the street have set up Christmas trees with bells and decorations. The warm lights shine on the snowflakes on the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if they are covered with a faint layer of gold.

Meng Rui was carrying a large black bag, and looked helplessly at the two people in front of him who were completely addicted to festival shopping.

The clerk's sister cheerfully took Wang Bowen's arm and walked briskly all the way, looking around from shop to shop, choosing materials for the Christmas decoration shop.Although the child was a little shy at first, he gradually happily integrated into the festive atmosphere, imitating the clerk's sister and shouting at him, boss, I want to buy candy.

When Wang Bowen is not paying attention, he will speak with a little accent, and occasionally his tongue will not distinguish.

So this sentence "buy candy bar" becomes a little inexplicably cute, like a child who is begging for candy with his parents.

Meng Rui watched him excitedly choose all kinds of candies, and when he met one he liked, he would make a small wow sound, and a small cloud of white mist came out of his mouth, and then he felt a little embarrassed that he was so stupid that he vomited The tongue showed a happy to silly smile.

The older sister of the clerk left to pay at the candy store, and he couldn't wait to jump all the way over, holding a puppy-shaped lollipop in his hand, and said to Mr. Meng, "It looks good, I like this the most!"

Meng Rui looked at him dotingly, and heard him say to himself, "I know why not, haha, because I am Wang Jingou, and this one is bright yellow, so let's treat it as gold, so this is me."

There was a little childish pride in his tone, his eyes were shining, and his happiness was beyond words.

Meng Rui asked him with a smile, "What is Wang Jingou?"

"Wang Jingou is me, I am a Taurus