She quite hoped that it had the same name, but¡ª¡ª
Ying Zijin looked down and landed on the name behind the column of the first principal, and his face was expressionless.
It really is this madman.
When we met for the first time, I wanted to dissect her neuropathy.
Wen Tinglan noticed the subtle fluctuations in the girl's expression: "Sister?"
Ying Zijin came back to his senses, with a slightly complicated look on his face: "Which major do you want to study at Norton University?"
If she remembered correctly, when she was still at Norton University, there were only theology, spirituality, paranormal research, and alchemy majors, which were incompatible with other universities.
The thinking of a lunatic is really incomprehensible to normal people.
Wen Tinglan shook his head, and said lightly, "Just think about it, but I can't get in."
Unlike other universities, Norton University has no exams and does not look at the results of the college entrance examination. Only with a letter of recommendation sent by the school in person can one have the initial qualification to enter the school.
In other words, even if you are the top scorer in the Huaguo college entrance examination or the full score in the sat test, as long as you don't have a letter of recommendation, you won't be able to get in.
No one knows what Norton University's admissions criteria are, let alone what students it recruits in a year.
But even so, Norton University still stabilized other universities and ranked first.
"If you want to go, then you can go." Ying Zijin pondered for a while, "Nothing is impossible."
But if you are studying theology, forget it.
Thinking of this, she looked down at Norton University's encyclopedia entry again. After confirming that the school had normal majors such as physics, mathematics, and mechanics, she felt relieved.
Wen Tinglan's jaw clenched, the lip line was tight, and he clenched his fingers: "Sister, if you come back from Shanghai, I can afford you and Dad."
He felt that his sister had become a little different. She was also taciturn before, but she was not as indifferent as she is now, as if nothing could shake her.
What exactly did the Ying family do?
"That's a matter of the future. We'll talk about it after you graduate from university." Ying Zijin looked lazy, "I'm coming back this time, and I also want to take you to Shanghai."
Wen Tinglan's eyes turned cold again, and the corners of his lips pressed down: "I won't go."
He hates Shanghai, and he also hates those people.
"Well, let's discuss it later when we go back."
The siblings just walked towards home one after the other. When they were still a few steps away from the yard, there was a scent wafting from afar.
After Ying Zijin pushed the door open, she raised her head and stopped there.
In the kitchen, a slender and familiar figure came into view.
The man didn't know what he was doing and lowered his head.
A pair of peach blossom eyes slightly raised, dimly lit, tender and affectionate.
"Yaoyao, why didn't you say anything when you brought the guests back?" Wen Fengmian was washing his hands, and turned his head when he heard the sound, "I'm not even prepared."
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment, then rubbed her head: "Forgot."
It's not that she forgot, it's that she thought that he was a pampered son, and he might not be able to stand this kind of environment, so she specially booked him the best hotel in the county.
Unexpectedly, he came by himself and was still cooking.
"Uncle, don't blame her." Fu Yunshen came out from the kitchen, revealing half of his body, "I insisted on coming, it's so abrupt."
Ying Zijin raised his eyes slightly, and saw the piggy page apron on the man: ""
Fu Yunshen noticed her gaze, raised his head, and curved his lips: "Why are you staring at brother again, looks good?"
"ugly."
More ruthless.
"Yaoyao, how do you talk?" Wen Fengmian clenched his fist and covered his lips and coughed a few times, "Isn't this your favorite cartoon character?"
"Favorite?" Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply, and looked down at the cartoon character on the apron.
Peppa Pig?
The eyes are quite cute.
"" Ying Zijin remained expressionless, "I don't like it anymore."
It's a bit unacceptable, it's not in her nature to like this kind of thing before she fully wakes up.
Wen Tinglan also glanced at the Peppa Pig apron, her eyebrows jumped: "Dad, how many years ago did this happen?"
Although, his sister saved up money to buy a pig doll before, and she couldn't fall asleep if she didn't hold it.
Wen Fengmian just laughed: "No matter how many years, Dad can still remember. "
He seemed to remember something, looked at the boy, and frowned: "Yueyu, your sister is back, why are you running?"
"I" Wen Tinglan was about to answer, but stopped.
It cannot be said that he shook his head and left because of resentment.
Ying Zijin walked into the kitchen and answered slowly, "He's shy."
"Shy?" Wen Fengmian was surprised, "You have never been shy when you received so many love letters. Seeing your sister shy?"
Wen Tinglan: ""
He had to admit: "I haven't seen my sister for a long time."
"Then you can't run away." Wen Fengmian stopped laughing and became very serious, "It's so late, what should I do if something happens?"
"No more." Wen Tinglan didn't like to talk, he sat next to Wen Fengmian, looked at the kitchen with a defensive expression, "Who is that?"
The man has a perfect figure, slender and straight, even wearing a ridiculous apron, it is difficult to conceal his innate nobility.
Wide shoulders and narrow waist, a natural hanger.
"Mr. Fu is Yaoyao's friend." Wen Fengmian explained, "Because there is no one at home today, so spend fifteenth with us."
Wen Tinglan didn't respond, his brows were lowered, still indifferent and defensive.
"Yu Yu, Dad knows that you might be a little bit resentful towards Yaoyao." Wen Fengmian thought for a while before saying, "But after all, you are also siblings, and Dad can't be with you forever."
"dad."
One word, very cold.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it." Wen Fengmian coughed and smiled slightly, "Let's watch the party."
**
In the kitchen.
Ying Zijin looked at him: "Why are you here?"
"Huh?" Fu Yun deeply heard the words, his peach blossom eyes aroused, "Didn't you agree to take me in? Lied to brother?"
"No." Ying Zijin squatted down and took out the vegetables from the bag on the ground, "I'm afraid I might treat you badly."
She can tell who is really nice to her.
There is nothing she can do but treat them better.
"Why did you treat me badly?" Fu Yun smiled deeply, "If you don't take me in, I will be homeless today."
Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes, but didn't ask further: "I'll do it."
It is impossible to let a guest do it again.
She raised her hand to catch the flour in Fu Yunshen's hand, but because he turned around at this moment, her cold fingers accidentally touched the man's lips.
The temperature scalded two people at the same time.
Immediately, Ying Zijin withdrew his hand, his expression unchanged, but his fingertips were still hot.
In the narrow kitchen, the emerald agarwood from the man's body is full.
Taking advantage of her height, Fu Yunshen looked at her from above with lowered eyebrows.
His lips were still stained with white, and the contrast between the bright colors made his lips even more gleaming.
The man raised his eyebrows, and his tone was still as casual as ever: "Little friend, why are you still taking advantage of me?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com