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The days of dressing up as class flowers
Chapter 35
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An Ning heard it.
This should be his little friend.
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She thought about it.
"Ren Xiuwei, why don't you leave first. I can take a taxi back to the hotel by myself after eating."
The little girl waved her hands and said goodbye to him seriously.
"I'll come and play with you tomorrow."
Ren Xiuwei glanced at her.
He said lightly to the other side of the phone,
"Well, I'll come over later."
Then he hung up the phone.
An Ning waved her hands obediently,
"goodbye.".
"See you later."
"Wait until you finish eating."
The boy showed a faint smile and leaned on the back of the chair.
The little girl frowned,
"Then they"
"You don't mind them."
Ren Xiuwei put away his mobile phone and knew the temperament of those people very well.
¡°They like to exaggerate.¡±
"oh."
The waiter came to serve the food.
One plate at a time.
The presentation is very good, even the rice looks particularly good.
But An Ning is a little confused.
Then what.
What should be said.
The little girl buried her head in the rice.
While frowning in thought.
Ask him how he is doing recently?
But, I¡¯ve asked about it on the phone before.
? Share your own game?
But what if he wants to come and see you?
If he comes, she will probably be nervous.
¡Then it¡¯s better not to come.
?¡
An Ning is a little confused.
Why do I always feel like I have 10,000 words to say when I haven¡¯t met him?
But when I really saw him in person, I felt like I couldn¡¯t say anything.
?????? Not even a phone call yet.
"what's on your mind?"
Seeing the girl¡¯s expression changing every second, Ren Xiuwei, who had been watching her, couldn¡¯t help but become curious.
He raised his eyebrows and asked her.
"No, I didn't think about anything."
The little girl retorted subconsciously, then her thoughts stopped and her brain got stuck.
But she didn¡¯t have any quick wits, so she just thought about it and asked,
"Ren Xiuwei, how is your new school?"
?¡
"School."
The boy curled his lips, noncommittal.
"It's almost the same as No. 1 Middle School."
"It's just not too late to study by yourself."
"The math paper is too easy."
¡°There are no self-study classes on weekends.¡±
"The lunch break is about three hours."
?¡
Every word he said.
An Ning¡¯s eyes opened wide.
Until the end, I sighed in surprise,
"Why are you so pitiful?"
""
Ren Xiuwei wanted to hear about her unique brain circuitry.
She thought for a while and asked again,
¡°Then are all the people in your school smart, just like you?¡±
"Okay."
The boy raised his eyes and pointed at a reference object casually.
"I guess it's about the same as you."
"But I'm not smart either."
An Ning is a bit puzzling,
"Then your class time is so short, the teacher doesn't curse, and the test papers are easy, what will you do in the college entrance examination?"
She frowned,
¡°Everyone¡¯s college entrance examination is based on the same paper.¡±
?¡It turns out to be this thinking.
Ren Xiuwei curled his lips, "That's why they didn't do well in the exam."
"so."
He sat up straight with a serious smile on his face.
"You have to study hard and don't think about other things except studying. If you do this, they will definitely not do as well as you in the exam."
"You just defeated someone from the school again."
Don¡¯t think about other things?
&nSaid a sentence,
"But the quality of the scarf you bought is too poor."
"I remember, this one is obviously washable."
"Ren Xiuwei, did you buy a fake?"
?¡
Xu Ze almost knelt down in front of her.
I regret very much that I pressed the hands-free button with my weak hand.
A deep bow of one hundred and eighty degrees.
Raise your hands high.
The boy stood up and glanced at him lightly.
? took the phone, turned off the speakerphone, got up and walked out.
The voice is slow, and if you listen carefully, you can actually hear a hint of a smile.
"What about the cake? How many were smashed?"
An Ning is even more depressed over there,
"Just took two bites."
He curled his lips,
¡°So is it the scarf¡¯s fault or my fault?¡±
"I blame myself."
"oh."
Ren Xiuvilla opened the door with a teasing tone,
"Then how are you going to compensate for my scarf?"
the next day.
A piece of conclusive news came out in the circle.
Ren Xiuwei brought back a soft custard bun from Jincheng.
Soft. Sweet and glutinous.
Everybody wants to see it.
This little breast bag is covered by Brother Xiu himself.
What does it look like?
Can¡¯t compare to the little girl from the He family. (Remember the website address:
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