MTL - Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter-Chapter 14 substitute
After I returned to the shore, Yang Wei immediately updated a Weibo——
Professor Yun, please take medicine: Look at it, tease than fly in the sky. [Bye]
Mother Yang followed them all the way to the park. At this time, when the last blind date man left, she hurriedly came up and asked Yang Wei, "How about it? Did you look right?"
Yang Wei smiled and turned her head and looked at her, "Should these people today be introduced by your square dance teammates?"
"Yang Yang's mother was surprised," "How do you know?"
Yang Wei waved her hand, am I really your one?
Mother Yang perseveredly chased after him, and asked, "Isn't there one that is eye-catching?"
Yang Wei stopped and grabbed Mother Yang's shoulder seriously: "Mom, I am still alive now. Don't ask me such bizarre questions!"
Mother Yang Yang: "..."
还有 "Also, I have used up my share for the whole day today, please don't ask me to go on a blind date in the next year."
Mother Yang Yang: "..."
When Yang Wei returned home, she smashed herself on the sofa, not wanting to move. After an afternoon of coffee, it seems that I don't have to eat dinner.
She pulled out her bag and flipped out of her phone, lying on the sofa and tweeting. The Weibo she just posted has received two replies.
Huluwa Painting Classroom v: I haven't seen it. False news has been reported. [doge]
等 Wait another three minutes v: What happened? = 3 =
Look at it, they are all women, and waiting for three minutes is much more considerate than Jian Shuang!
Professor 请 please take medicine to reply and wait another three minutes. V: Forced on my blind date by my mother _ (: 3 」∠) _
等 Wait another three minutes. V Reply to the professor, please take medicine: blind date (⊙o⊙)? Seeing your Weibo should be unsuccessful o (n_n) o ~
Professor Yun, please take medicine to reply and wait another three minutes v: [bye] big, in fact, I have been curious, why do you take the pen name for another three minutes?
等 Wait another three minutes. V Reply to the professor, please take medicine: Oh, because I was waiting for instant noodles. [doge]
Yang Wei: "..."
There is some truth, so it should always be a suspense.
Qi Qi smiled and stared at the computer screen. He repeatedly watched the conversation under Yang Wei's Weibo three times, and finally clicked the little red cross in the upper right corner.
On Monday mornings, buses are always more crowded than at other times. Yang Wei held the milk in her hand, and finally squeezed it to the back door. She grabbed the armrest with one hand.
There was a female high school student sitting in front of the back door, holding a magazine and reading it vigorously, as if the crowded carriage had nothing to do with her. The actress on the cover had linen-colored curls, and Yang Wei couldn't help but glance at it.
Hehe, this is not Professor Qi Jin's idol.
One year ago, the hit "Soul of Painting" attracted a lot of talents from the third and fourth tiers, and the biggest winner was undoubtedly Song Jin who debuted on "Soul of Painting". At that time, "Picture Soul" publicly selected the heroine, and the whole country was full of enthusiasm. Song Jin, who was finally selected, also debuted at the premiere of "Picture Soul".
Outstanding appearance and the title of "entertainment in the entertainment circle" made her popular all over the country overnight. After the film boxing of "Soul of Painting" was released, she was directly on the shortlist for the best actress.
教授 Even Professor Qi will browse her homepage.
Ha ha!
Yang Wei has been inexplicably hostile to her since her debut, and the most annoying thing is that some people always say that she looks like Song Jin.
I look like hair!
Holding the armrest, she glanced over the cover of the magazine for a few moments. The big pink font used in the title was quite conspicuous.
The otaku male and female gods also have first love! Take you into the green time of the goddess!
"Hey, lend it to you if you want to see it." The girl suddenly closed the magazine and handed it to Yang Wei. Yang Wei was a little speechless. She really didn't want to see it ...
"You are also a fan of Song Jin, right? Just look at your hair, do you follow Song Jin? It's pretty."
Yang Wei: "..."
This sister had this hairstyle when she was in college. At that time, Song Jin didn't know which one to play mud in!
The girl continued to hold the magazine persistently. She glanced at Yang Wei and said, "But you still look like Song Jin."
薇 Yang Wei took the magazine from her hand with the corner of her mouth and flipped it to the page interviewed by Song Jin. There were several photos of Song Jin on it, and Yang Wei glanced at the text, then her eyes grew darker.
When she was 16 years old, she was admitted to Imperial College. Her first love was a senior who was one year old. Based on these two pieces of information, even the students in her class could calculate that they were fourteen when they were a senior. Among the fourteen-year-old students admitted by Imperial College, only Qi Xiaoyan said one.
Not to mention the same community mentioned later, the seniors went abroad to study these things.
When Yang Wei used to read a novel, she often saw a sentence like "Boom in my head, and then I can't hear anything". She always felt that the author wrote too exaggeratedly. Did she bang her head?
But now she feels that the author really is here. If she were to describe her feelings now, she would probably choose this sentence.
Wu Qi smiled and told her before that he was in love with her at first sight. Now it seems that what is love at first sight is clearly unforgettable! Does he think he looks like his first love, so he uses her as a stand-in? No wonder when Qi Xiaoyan mentioned divorce at that time, she just agreed after a moment's snoring-usually how much they could quarrel for half an hour even when the bath water should be!
It turned out that the first love came back to find him, so I opened myself so that I could live with the first love?
I want to be beautiful!
薇 Yang Wei closed the magazine with a "pop" and crammed it to the high school girl next to her.
Entering the office absent-minded, Yang Wei ignored even Luo's greetings. Teacher Yao originally wanted to go out holding the English book. When she saw her come in and stopped, God said mysteriously, "That handsome Martha, where did you take you that day?"
"Ah?" Yang Wei glanced at her awkwardly, and then she said, "He is Liang Minghuan's puppet."
Teacher Yao Yao blinked, and unfortunately said, "I knew that I would agree to be the acting class teacher of the fifth grade second class."
Yang Wei came to the seat and sat down, looking up at her: "He is still my elementary school classmate."
老师 Teacher Yao opened his mouth and went out holding the textbook.
All day after that, Yang Wei was a frosted eggplant. Fortunately, she only has one class today, and she just happens to arrange students to do it by themselves. She couldn't help thinking, if Qi Xiaoyan hadn't gone abroad then, wouldn't Mrs. Qi be Song Jin now?
Looking at the description in the report, Song Jin is also from the Department of Mathematics and has a high IQ. Even if Qi Xiaoyan talks with her about Goldbach, she won't be bored, right?
薇 Yang Wei flattened her mouth and packed up her things for work.
As soon as she walked out of the school building, she saw the eye-catching Maserati at the door. Fang Chengran originally stood there waiting with a smile, and frowned slightly when she saw her entering: "What's wrong, are you unhappy today? Isn't Liang Mingchen's little bear irritating you again?"
薇 Yang Wei shook her head and said, "No, it's because I'm in a bad mood."
Cheng Fang paused, raised her lip corner and pulled the door for her: "When you are in a bad mood, you should eat some food, so that you will feel better."
Yang Wei thought for a while and got into the car. Fang Chengran started the car and looked at her sideways: "What do you want to eat? Barbecue? Ah, I remember that you can eat spicy food, why don't we go for hot pot?"
Yang Wei groaned a little, then tilted her head and asked, "I want to get my hair first, can I?"
