I fell off the horse after pretending to be Mengxin

After sending this string, Wen Yiya nervously waited for Wen Yu's reply.

But the news fell silent, and there was no movement at all, and I don't know what the other party is doing.

Logically speaking,? He should have gotten up early.

Wen Yiya waited anxiously, but the call was hung up in an instant, and she didn't know if she was working overtime.

She gritted her teeth and changed the game password.

As long as Wen Yu can't get on the list,? He won't be deceived.

She thought so.

One kilometer away from Haicheng University, in a restaurant.

There was a lot of toasting at the table.

Wei Yu sat with his head propped up, beside Wen Yu, and not far away were Zong Feng and others who were staring at him from He Shan.

It can be described as a hodgepodge.

The reason why things turned out like this was purely because Wei Yu brushed Weibo so much that he forgot the time, and happened to bump into Wen Yu and the others when he left school.

Guan Tao is a very enthusiastic senior.

He remembered that Wei Yu, whom he met once, immediately reached out his hand and asked him if he wanted to have lunch together.

Wei Yu nodded readily in agreement.

There was hardly any hesitation.

Guan Tao:?

I just ask.

So a group of people went to the restaurant in a mighty manner, Guan Tao, the former student council president, took care of everything, and reserved four tables in advance, and the seats happened to be vacant.

One more is not much.

Wei Yu followed Wen Yu's position and sat down directly on his right. After he sat down firmly, he realized that there was a mobile phone on the seat.

This seat is actually occupied.

He turned his head to the side, just in time to see a gloomy face.

It's Zongfeng.

The other party obviously saw him too.

The man looked down, Wei Yu sneered, pressed one hand on the table, and stood up long.

I thought Wen Yu would stop him, but the senior just took a look at him, then turned around and faced Zong Feng together.

Obviously on his side.

Wei Yu felt the joy in his heart grow stronger, squinting his eyes like a wolf dog,? I wish Zong Feng would rush up with his fists, so that he could show off his laning skills in front of Wen Yu.

Reality.

He has never been afraid of things.

Wei Yu was gearing up to deal with the next dispute, but Zong Feng walked over with a cold face, but passed by.

The mobile phone on the table was taken away, Zong Feng withdrew from his "territory", turned his head and left.

Wei Yu was instantly discouraged and snorted.

"Cowardly."

Zong Feng obviously heard Wei Yu's nagging.

He froze, then walked faster and walked towards another table.

His fingers were so hard that he almost crushed the phone.

Just now, his good brother Xi Xu finally replied.

Zong Feng's joy didn't last for a few seconds, when he saw the news clearly, cold water poured on his head.

Cool.

[Xi Xu]: cnm, do you know how badly you made Lao Tzu miserable?

[Xi Xu]: Don't post it sooner or later, it must be released at this time, right?

[Xi Xu]: Do you know whose son he is?

Zong Feng looked at the last line and gritted his teeth even tighter.

Wearing ordinary domestic sports shoes, the only valuable thing on his body is the luxury brand mechanical watch, which looks like a fake when paired with his casual clothes.

Damn, why did this kid suddenly become that Chu Tan's son?

Is it necessary for my son to be so poor?

Wei Yu naturally had no way of knowing Zong Feng's thoughts.

It was still some time before the dishes were served, and the rest of the people at the table had already opened the wine bottles and started drinking. Wei Yu sat next to Wen Yu with a stiff back.

Almost searched for topics.

"Today is the alumni association?" As soon as the words came out, Wei Yu wanted to slap himself.

Isn't this nonsense.

A large group of people gathered to see the teacher, what else could it be if it were not an alumni association.

Volunteering to visit an empty-nester old professor?

Wen Yu handed over the teacup, and took over the conversation naturally: "Yes. I didn't expect to meet you."

The water in the glass is warm.

Wei Yu took a sip, and it tasted like poor quality tea, but he couldn't help but tasted more: "I have something to do at school, and it's over now."

"And I did a good job." As if waiting for a compliment, Wei Yu couldn't help but add.

The same set of pictures rushed to the top of the hot search on the Doumao forum, with thousands of comments on Weibo and tens of thousands of likes, the popularity exploded, and a male fan showed his love.

Let him know that he is attractive to men too.

In every sense, it is exceeding the goal.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly found that Wen Yu beside him froze while drinking tea.

I don't know if it was because the tea was too hot, Wei Yu always felt that Wen Yu's face was a little red.

Waiting for the subtle throbbing in his heart to subside, Wen Yu lowered his arms and said softly, "Well, that's good."

The food was finally served.

The dishes ordered are very thoughtful, there are spicy and non-spicy, steamed, fried and grilled, which caters for the stomachs of all corners of the country.

"Do you want to play a game?"

I don't know who suggested that when I'm full and full.

His suggestion was immediately adopted unanimously. We were all young people, and after lunch we couldn't go to places like bars and KTVs, so we had to come first.

There are six or seven people at a table, excluding a few who don't play, it happens to be almost a team at a table.

Their intentional table is full of five people, but there are still two missing in the next seat. If there are more, they will have to change seats.

Wen Yu was sitting quietly on the seat. Just as they were about to ask for Wen Yu's opinion, they saw that Wen Yu's account on WeChat was online, with the yellow word "Forming a team" written next to it.

Not only to play, but also to join the team at the speed of light.

They really can't see... Does Wen Yu like King Glory so much?

Wen Yu held the phone calmly, and urged softly: "Primary boy, get online quickly."

"Okay, here we come." Wei Yu put down the half-drunk Snowflake and opened the King of Glory.

Wen Yu asked him to work, and he was always very quick.

And Wen Yu only called him.

With so many people at the whole table, Wen Yu's team was empty, but no one urged him.

Wei Yu was full of joy, as happy as eating candy.

He was too happy.

So much so that when I opened the game, I forgot to switch accounts, and the interface still stayed in the login state of the trumpet last night, so I just logged in.

The interface of the level 18 trumpet [dmaw] is immediately displayed in front of you.

Wei Yu was a little embarrassed.

Usually push back against the training games, Gan Bei tried to call him to practice several times but was pushed away by various reasons, but secretly played other accounts in private.

It looks very bitch.

"Wait, I'll change my number right now." Wei Yu explained, suddenly noticing the gentle look in his eyes.

There was not much expression on the senior's face.

Wei Yu almost never saw his face other than smiling. In the past, members of the sketch club would complain behind his back, and Wen Yu's expression management could serve as a model for entertainment stars.

Every micro-expression is perfectly controlled.

But at this moment, he clearly saw the word "surprised" on Wen Yu's face.

It's like watching Godzilla rise from a sea of ​​nuclear radiation.

Wen Yu's thin lips parted slightly, his voice almost hoarse.

"This number... is yours?"

The author has something to say: Thank you Xia Ye Xingzhuo Baoer for mine!