MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 8 reasoning

Qufu saw Lan Ning hang up the phone, his face was very dark, and asked her carefully: "Lan Ning sister, what happened?"

Just listening to her what teachers and submissions should be a problem at work?

Lan Ning put the phone back in the bag and looked at her in despair: "I may not be able to go out to eat, or you should go alone."

This time, I changed my face and looked desperate: "Why?"

"I want to work overtime..." or the overtime work without overtime pay.

Qufu listened to her saying that she had to work overtime, and she couldn’t say anything better. She just went back to the room with some disappointment: "Oh, then I won’t go out, I will have instant noodles."

"Sorry, sorry." Lan Ning put on her shoes and made an apology gesture to Qufu. "I will invite you to a sweet tooth next week."

"Really?" Hearing the words "sugar heart", Qufu suddenly came back to life. "I like to eat desserts there! I just went there when she first opened, and I still took photos there. I am going to wear a new little skirt next week!"

"... um, okay." Lan Ning listened to Qufu and said that she had sent some **** private videos on Weibo. It seems quite famous, but she didn't pay much attention to it. "Then I will go first, you Remember to have dinner."

Hurrying out of the house, Laning took the subway to the high-class apartment of Confucianism. However, after pressing the doorbell for half a day, the people inside did not respond.

……Ha ha.

She sneered and touched the phone and dialed a phone call to Confucianism. This time, the other party did not ignore her number as a harassing phone. After a few clicks, she picked it up: "What?"

"What else do you ask me? You called me over. What do you mean by not being at home?"

The person at the other end of the phone paused and said, "You have arrived? I didn't expect you to see me quite positive."

"........." Lan Ning didn't want to lift the bar with him. "Where are you?"

"The supermarket, there is nothing in the refrigerator."

Lan Ning hangs up and sighs and looks for the past with a sigh of relief. The Confucian language is really relaxing in the supermarket.

"Teacher." She smiled and walked over to greet him. Ruan Confucius pushed a shopping cart and gave her a faint look: "Well."

Lan Ning: "..."

If you don't marry, he must not be deliberately whole. You must believe that the human heart is not so bad!

After convince herself, she smiled at the Confucian language: "Teacher, you must have written a lot of manuscripts today, and you are too tired to make dinner."

Confucianism seriously thought for a moment and answered her: "There are probably a few hundred words."

Lan Ning: "..."

Can she swear?

"Your expression seems to be abandoning these hundreds of words?" Confucianism looked at her sideways and pushed the shopping cart and turned a corner. "Then I will delete those hundreds of words when I go back."

Lan Ning: "..."

Do you dare to try again?

She couldn't bear to burst into a foul language, but she then asked, "But then, when you came to see me, I specially dressed up?"

".........Oh, I was just going to go out to eat and go shopping." She specifically added the pronunciation of the words "dining for shopping."

"Dining for shopping?" As if I heard something that was very surprising, the Confucian language looked at her with amazement. "You are a person traveling to Japan. You should have no boyfriend."

You should have no boyfriend and you are a single dog.

Lan Ning: "..."

Oh, it’s as if he is not a single dog.

"Teacher, not only a boyfriend can accompany you to eat and go shopping, do you usually have no social?" Lan Ning pressed the heart of the beast, and said with a peaceful smile.

The Confucian language picks up a few tomatoes and puts them in the shopping cart: "I also want to socialize, but someone urges me to write a manuscript."

Lan Ning: "..."

Then did you write it?

She told him not to pay attention, took a tomato that looked very tasteless, threw it into his shopping cart, and then took a face with the oncoming neighbor Auntie.

Yes, that is the aunt who met her neighbor when she went to the teacher's home on the first day.

The neighbors aunt saw them, stunned God, and then smiled and said: "Mr. Yan, come to the supermarket with his girlfriend?"

She said that she glanced at their shopping cart and picked out the tomato that Laning had just thrown in. "The tomato can't be chosen like this. If you look at it, it will have no taste at first glance."

Lan Ning: "..."

Thank you, Auntie.

After the neighbor Aunt pushed the shopping cart away, Lan Ning discovered that she did not explain that she and Mr. Yan were not male and female friends at all!

"That tomato is not my pick." The Confucian language that walked next to her suddenly said.

Lan Ning: "..."

People really can't do anything bad.

After queuing and finishing the account, the Confucian language very rudely stuffed everything into Lanning’s hands. Lan Ning took two shopping bags and looked at him incredulously: "Teacher, you a big man, too, let me help you with things? I will blush for you."

The Confucian language glanced at her indiscriminately. "First, I said it. I wrote a very tired manuscript today and didn't have the strength to lift heavy objects. Second, this thing is completely stressless for you."

... You also said that you only wrote a few hundred words today, have you forgotten it! How delicate are you! Lan Ning took a deep breath and looked at him sarcastically: "Why do you feel that I have no pressure on this thing?"

Confucianism said: "I found out when I was in the mountains. Your physical fitness is better than many women and even some men. You should have been on the mountain for a long time before meeting me, but you still have physical strength in the end. Keep up with my speed. I guess you should always go to the gym regularly, and judging from the muscle lines of your arms, your arm strength is good, you should have specially exercised, such as sandbags."

Lan Ning: "..."

Although she played sandbags not to exercise arm strength, but to simply vent their pressure, but in terms of results, he speculated that they were all right.

But...

"How did you see the lines of my arms?" She was so thick that he could see the muscle lines? Does he have a perspective eye?

"When you were at my house, I took off my coat. The sleeveless dress you wore last time was a white lace bottoming shirt, barely able to see the lines."

Lan Ning: "..."

"... So? I focus on exercising, not to help you with things."

Confucianism turned over and looked at her: "Do you not like to exercise? Lifting things is also an exercise. And don't say mentioning things, I think that you are not a problem in subduing several hooligans."

Lan Ning: "..."

"Oh, teacher, you can't afford to see me too much. I just pay more attention to exercise, not to learn to fight."

"Don't be so arrogant, you have to believe in a miracle."

Lan Ning: "..."

Then guess if I can pinch you to death by hand?

As she calmed her inner anger, she followed the Confucian language and went out. It seems that she feels her emotions, and the Confucian language smiles a little cheerfully: "Take something, don't be so angry, and I have specially bought the broccoli you like."

Lan Ning pulled his lips: "Who told you that I like to eat broccoli? Is it your reasoning?"

The Confucian language gently squinted and walked out of the supermarket with her: "When people give their names, they usually choose what they like or have special meaning for themselves. For example, 19, he started. When I was writing a magazine manuscript, I was 19 years old, and there was a "哉" in his name, so I gave myself a name of 19 哉; otherwise, like Yunguang, she especially liked the poem "Clouds are light, near midday" Depicting the artistic conception, so I took two words from the poem to form the pseudonym; and Mu Bai, he is the pen name composed of his own surname. Like the simple and straightforward name of broccoli, I can only think that you like it. Eat broccoli."

After listening to a large section of his analysis, Lan Ning suddenly smiled and said: "You analyzed it very reasonably, but I called broccoli because when I took over this Q, it was called broccoli, and I was too lazy to change."

Generally speaking, when the substitution takes over the edit number, the editor name should be changed. However, "Cauliflower" is not an editorial name, but before she came, Apple smashed the number and played it. She told Lan Ning to let her re-name, but Lan Ning has not changed.

After I finished these words, Lan Ning was very refreshed. She was very looking forward to smiling and waiting for the teacher to be beaten. I didn’t expect the Confucian language to be slightly stunned, and then sighed in a sublime sentence: "It’s really interesting. A woman can’t explain it with logic."

…………that's it?

Lan Ning felt that his heart was lost.

She snorted and asked him, "Where are you, give yourself a name, "fortunately," is there any deep meaning?"

The Confucian language sneered a little and sneered: "You are the editor of the manuscript, but haven’t even done this homework?"

Confucianism has received a lot of written interviews, including of course the question "Why do you want to take this pen name?" Lan Ning naturally saw it, but she didn't quite understand: "What kind of "fortunate heart" you said, I can't get your point completely."

"Is it hard to understand fortunate?"

Lan Ning learned his disdain and picked his eyebrows.

When the Confucian language is going back, the smile in the eyes is fleeting: "Have you seen the Shan Hai Jing?"

Lan Ning blinked and deliberately asked: "Which version?"

The Confucian language hangs down slightly, and smiles low: "The Shan Hai Jing records a beast called 狌狌, who knows the past but cannot predict the future, and is very greedy. Because they like wine and straw shoes, earth People put wine and sandals on the road and tempted them. At first they will not be fooled, because they will know who put them and the purpose of those people, but after a few times, they will still endure I was drunk and finally caught by the natives."

"Shan Hai Jing" Lan Ning has seen it in the library of the university, but it is still attracted by the description of Confucianism. She looked up at him and asked, "So fortunately, it is a homonym?"

The Confucian language smiled very quietly: "You don't think that you are very similar to people. Because of greed, you know that some things can't be done, but in the end you can't help but temptation." He said that he looked sideways. Lan Ning, the emotion hidden in the dark scorpion, seems to be invisible to anyone. "The killing is also a temptation."

The chill that Lan Ning suddenly picked up behind this moment could not be explained by herself. She gathered her coat and looked at him. "Teacher, don't be scary at night."

The Confucian language hooked his mouth, and the emotion in his eyes quickly disappeared without a trace: "I am talking about the characters I wrote." He asked what he was trying to remember, and asked Laning in a very slow tone. "Do you remember Zhao Yue?"

Zhao Yue, the heroine in "The Actor". She is a well-known actress, and her work requirements are very strict. This kind of rigor is mainly reflected in her every time she plays a role, and she has to experience the life of this character in person. If she wants to shape a doctor, she will actually go to the hospital to experience the doctor's life; if she wants to shape the teacher, she will go to school to experience the teacher's life; if she is just an ordinary worker, she will go to the factory. Experience the life of workers. The media said that there is no more actor in the country than Zhao Yue. Later, she took a criminal investigation film, and the character killed someone in the movie.

"Zhao Yue knows his own quirks better than anyone else, but she still picks up the movie "Win by the Wind". Why do you think?"

Lan Ning stunned, not only because of his problem, but also because he did not use "dedication", but used the word "queer".

Zhao Yue’s insistence on this paranoia is indeed a quirk.

"When Zhao was arrested, Wu Hao found the script for Dear You in her study. Did you notice this detail?"

Lan Ning recalled it hard and smiled slyly. "It seems that there is such a thing."

Then she triggered the scornful smile of Confucianism: "Dedicated to Dear You" is also a crime-themed movie, which I mentioned in my other short story."

"...you mean, Zhao Yue refused a movie of this kind before, but when "Feng Feng" found her, she did not refuse?"

Should she read this novel again?

"That's what I said. Killing is a temptation." The Confucian language said that looking at Laning, his eyes are a bit unpredictable. "Do you have a moment, can you wait for someone to die?"

Lan Ning frowned slightly, silent for a while, watching him say: "Every time you drag the draft, I can't wait to kill you."