A CV that doesn't want to be the Goddess's wife is not a good author [网页]

"What are you doing now?" The Great God must have been too close to the phone when he spoke, Xia Changyou couldn't even hum, and covered one side of his face, "Guess."

"Let's eat, I asked my aunt to save breakfast."

"Tch, you didn't do it, bad review."

When Xia Changyou heard the slight laughter from that end, his heart felt warm, just like the autumn sun outside, it was very warm.

"I know how to do it, but I want you to have hot food when you wake up." He paused, and then continued, "I really want to make breakfast for you every day, little slob."

Xia Changyou held a warm milk cup in his hand, and rubbed it carefully. There was a cute smiley face pattern on the cup, "It's really not like your style."

"What?" Bo Zhuo was preparing the documents, writing in a rustling manner without stopping.

"Milk mug."

"My aunt bought it." He put down the pen, "She said that young people should not use such rigid things, I guess you will like it."

"Well, I like it." Xia Changyou poked at the cute smiling face, "I can't bear to drink it."

"Eat quickly, don't eat cold, wait for my call?"

"Wait," Xia Changyou said while eating bread, "I'm going back, I've been hurt because you haven't seen anyone for so long."

"Come back to make up for you, good boy."

The Great God must have a strong ability to coax people, just listening to the voice is enough.Xia Changyou covered his face, he couldn't help it!

"Don't wait, don't wait." Pressing the phone, he hung up the phone arrogantly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, remembering Lin Yuan's words that the influence was not good, hey, let's go back to school first.

After returning to the dormitory, it was past eight o'clock. Because there was no class, two lazy pigs fell asleep. Xia Changyou rubbed his forehead, rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.Open the windows to let in the air, wait for the smell of alcohol to dissipate in the room, and it was already past nine o'clock when everything was cleaned. I lay on the balcony outside to blow some air, and what I heard in my ears were the snoring of two roommates. It was really two pigs Ah, so sleepy.

Xia Changyou originally wanted to play the Great God's song, but considering that there were two in the dormitory, he put on the headphones and looked at his handwritten lines while listening.The more I listened, the more intoxicated I became. If one didn't pay attention, the piece of paper would float downstairs.It happened that someone downstairs looked up and looked up, Xia Changyou waved quickly, "Mine, mine." Who knew that the person turned a deaf ear, picked up the paper and looked at it there.Xia Changyou was in a hurry, so he ran down quickly.I was out of breath from running, and then I saw the man holding the paper and looking intently thinking.Xia Changyou took a closer look, only to find that he was very handsome. He was wearing a beige thin shirt and a black coat outside. His eyes were soft and elegant, and he looked like a close friend next door. .

Xia Changyou took a breath, and said, "I'm sorry, classmate, I dropped this piece of paper."

"Your?" His fingers are also very beautiful, a little slender than the joints of the Great God, and they are a bit unnaturally white. His voice is also very warm, just like the hot spring hidden in the mountains, warm and not scorching.

"Mine." Xia Changyou nodded, staring at the paper, afraid that the paper would disappear in the next moment.

The man suddenly laughed, and the corners of his eyebrows were curved beautifully, and he praised, "The words are well filled out, and the handwriting is also very beautiful. The elementary school boy is also from the liberal arts school?"

It turned out to be the senior of the Faculty of Arts, Xia Changyou shook his head, "I'm from the Community College."

"Oh." He nodded and returned the paper to Xia Changyou. "I like you very much." The man said abruptly.Xia Changyou was taken aback, huh?

"Your voice," he added. "There's someone else who likes it too."

"Huh?" Xia Changyou didn't know why, so it was a little strange to be told by a stranger that he liked the sound of a god, and it also meant that it was a bit strange for others to say that he liked a god.

At this time, I heard someone shouting, "Teacher, teacher, this way, I am here."

The two turned their heads together and saw a boy in light blue clothes standing at the entrance of the campus supermarket and waving at them. It was not too cold and he had already wrapped his scarf around him, only half of his face was exposed.Because it was too far away, I couldn't see clearly, Xia Changyou didn't care, and went back by himself after saying goodbye.When I went upstairs, I suddenly felt that the voice of that person was familiar, but I couldn't remember it.

His thoughts changed just like that, and when he went back to listen to the music, there would be nothing left. In the morning, Xia Changyou dragged out his small laptop and quietly coded. He planned to continue down the line from Qianjiang Dig, dig all the way into the mountains.The situation is quite complicated. Xia Xia, who was born in liberal arts, decided to draw a topographic map by herself, which is much more convenient and concise.While checking the information and sorting it out, after a while, it was already noon.

Call the two lazy pigs up to eat. These two, especially Fatty, can't do anything else, and they can't move when they hear the food.In the end, the three of them happily decided to eat spicy hot pot, just to drink two more cups.

Happy decided on the former item, and Xia Changyou happily passed the latter item.

"Don't even think about drinking, not even beer."

"Drinks, school pickle soup, choose one of the two."

Dongdong suddenly had a bitter face, "How else can I live?"

"Live as you like." Xia Changyou hummed happily, "Fate can't wait, time will sink." He went out happily.

Maybe it was the weekend when everyone went out to play. There were not many people when the otaku trio arrived in the cafeteria. The three of them sat on the seats and waited. Big bottle, silently took out the wallet.

But how could such a thing be done by the famous courtyard grass?The girls who had been watching from the sidelines stepped forward one after another and said, "Oh, my hand is slippery. I bought an extra glass of apple juice, what should I do?" Just give it away?" "This is the pearl girl made by my aunt, won't you have a drink, Mr. President?"

Xia Changyou was so teased that the other two watched him fight his way out of a group of people like watching a good show, and ran back with two cups of milk tea blushing.

As soon as he came back, he angrily put the milk tea on the table heavily, "Hmph, none of you will help me."

The fat man pouted, and saw a person over there whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Miss Lin Ruolan.

Lin Ruolan nodded at Xia Changyou and then went back to her pastry shop, Xia Changyou also nodded awkwardly.It provoked Dongdong to beat the table over there, "If it weren't for you, Miss Lin would be so nice."

"Everyone has their own luck, you should take care of your own business." Xia Changyou was drinking the milk tea while stirring the pearls in it, which a girl insisted on adding just now.

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that his hair was going to blow up, Xia Changyou quickly stopped, "It's nothing, drink tea."

The TV is still the same one from last time, the screen is huge, hanging in the air, and the people on it are still...

Wait, who is this guy on TV?

Fatty pushed Xia Changyou, "It's still yours."

"Eat." The incense pot had already been brought up, Xia Changyou was busy dividing the chopsticks, and only looked up after dividing the chopsticks. It was incredible to see that it wasn't Bo Zhuo's elder brother, but himself.

On the TV, he was wearing a black suit and his hair was neatly combed. He was having a reception in the biggest hotel in the city. The host was chattering happily, and Bo Zhuo was smiling and chatting with old men. Xia Changyou stared at the close-up of the handshake, feeling very unhappy.That is the hand of the Great God, reserved for the fans to lick the screen, can you old men stop holding it, and be happy.

The two people around were discussing that the company Juyan is really good, for the sake of Xiao Xiaxia's family, they can still go to practice in November, and earn some annual fees to go home for the New Year.

Xia Changyou, who had been staring at him for getting angry, suddenly heard his name, and interjected, "What's none of his business?"

"Why doesn't it matter, go through the back door?"

"No." He refused domineeringly. Xia Changyou felt that he was very upright and had to be praised.

"Stingy, you don't need it if you have a husband."

"You have it for you?" Xia Changyou was very unconvinced. You have to rely on your own ability to do this kind of thing, otherwise, what are you doing in college.

"I really want to have a capable husband, but if I can't, I can't help it."

The belated fat man would never be able to hear the words of the two opposite people to his liking, which is why he was so surprised later.Now it seems that people with low emotional intelligence are also good. They don’t have to worry about anything every day. It’s best to worry about what to eat and drink.

The program on TV has already skipped to the next one. It is promoting a movie by the big star Duan Dayingdi, an orthodox martial arts, and the screen is full of swords and swords. At this time, Xia Changyou's cell phone rang.

Hu Dongdong saw sharply from the side, "Bo Dashen" shining brightly on the screen and the song "The Only" that has never been changed. This kid is also a clever mind, and he immediately cleared things up. "You are such a great god. It’s the one on the screen just now, and he also sang this song.”

Xia Changyou nodded, he couldn't figure out why he transformed into Sherlock Holmes Dongdong today, he smiled, "You are so happy."

This is simply too serious to accept.Xia Changyou's reaction was a beat slower, "I'll answer the phone first."

Bo Zhuo has just participated in the signing of the last contract, and the busyness of the past month has finally come to fruition.He finally had time to pick up his phone and call his dear CP openly, even if he waited a little anxiously, it didn't matter.

It didn't take long for Xia Changyou to answer the phone. Of course it was the master who spoke first, "Xia Xia, I heard from auntie that you are not at home?"

"No." Xia Changyou turned around and found a secluded place to answer the phone, "You're not here."

There seemed to be a little complaint in the voice, "I'm sorry." Bo Zhuo immediately apologized, "I'm finally done with my work today, and I will have time to accompany you in the future."

Xia Changyou didn't believe it, "It sounds like I'm going to retire, I haven't worked yet."

"Yeah." A faint laugh came from the other end.

"What are you laughing at?" Xia Changyou looked up at the sky, making a cute little expression on his own.

"No, I just feel that work is depressing people's nature, and it's more comfortable to be your master."

"The Great God is not mine." Xia Chang replied sullenly, "But you must be mine." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Bo Zhuo looked at the disconnection of the phone call on the screen, and rubbed his hungry stomach, you annoying little fairy!