Chapter 38: Start reading

After the release of this microblog of Laning, he quickly received care from all sides.
"What is the stimulation of the compilation? (⊙v⊙)?"
"The front row sells torches and petrol."
"Visual inspection is a love affair [doge]"
Lan Ning's brow jumped a bit, she fell in love? Ha ha.
She replied to the other side with a sigh of relief: "Love has not been loved, how to lose [goodbye]"
"Dream is also love [doge]"
Lan Ning: "..."
"If you have a crush, you will be content. I haven’t even had a favorite object for many years. [Goodbye]"
Lan Ning: "..."
She pulled her lips and commented on Weibo: "I don't have a crush, no love, thank you!"
Fortunately, reply to the broccoli: Today is not Valentine's Day, what couple is burning? :)
Cauliflower returns to the fortunate: burning couples still use the day? :)
The blue sky is like a wash back to the broccoli: edited, want a male friend, the kind that will warm the bed~\\(≧▽≦)/~
Fortunately, reply to the blue sky: Can you send me a photo?
Lan Ning: "..."
Does he really want to give Ye Cheng's photo to Yunguang teacher!
She originally wanted to send a private message to remind the blue sky to wash. As a result, I saw an onlooker commenting on one of the following: "The relationship of chaos is simply a dora [doge]"
Lan Ning: "..."
She silently forked Weibo.
On Thursday, the design finally made the final draft of the "Death Message" cover. Lan Ning was sent to the editor-in-chief and the Confucian language, and they were all satisfied. Lan Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Cauliflower: Teacher, the cover has been finalized. We have confirmed it with the printing factory and will start printing after the May Day holiday.
Fortunately: Well.
Cauliflower: Then I am off work!
Fortunately: When you get off work, buy some food.
Cauliflower:..................
Fortunately: I wrote too much in today's manuscript, forgetting the time:) There is nothing in the refrigerator.
... then you can buy it yourself!
Lan Ning turned off the computer in a bad way, but who told her why she couldn't help but go in and help him buy something when she passed the supermarket!
Lan Ning took the shopping bag and stood in front of the home of the Confucian language.
Is it enslaved if it is enslaved for a long time? It’s terrible!
"You are still very fast." The Confucian language opened the door and his mouth was slightly raised. Lan Ning gave a sneer and laughed twice, and changed the slippers into it: "Teacher, you better really write the manuscript too much."
"Of course, will I lie to you?"
"...hehe." She brought the dish to the kitchen and took it out in the same way. When the Confucian language came to the side, twist the faucet and start to put water into the sink: "Yes, my father was discharged from the hospital this morning. You don't have to go to the hospital again in the future."
Lan Ning soaked the green pepper into the water and looked up at him: "Is the uncle's body already good?"
"Well, the doctor said that there is no need to be hospitalized, and he wants to go home."
"That is." After all, no one in the hospital is used to living. "But the uncle lives so far, you should go see him more, or like this one, you don't know if he is hospitalized."
The Confucian language laughed: "There are two uncles over there, they are much more comfortable than me."
Lan Ning thought about the luxury villa that his uncle gave him. It seems that there is some truth: "The old man should still be more with him."
"Oh, I know, how do you say so much, take care of yourself first."
"What happened to me?" Lan Ning looked at him with dismay.
The Confucian language bowed slightly and confronted her: "When was your last time going home?"
Lan Ning: "..."
"I, I will go back on May Day!" Lan Ning answered too hard, after all, she said that she had not returned home for more than a year.
"I didn't go back during the Chinese New Year?"
Lan Ning licked his mouth: "At that time, I was just unemployed, and I didn't have a boyfriend. I didn't get drowned when I went back."
"It turns out that." The Confucian language said, raising his eyebrows gently. "Do you have a boyfriend now?"
Lan Ning’s knee was in the middle of an arrow. This kind of person who talked about love and began to despise single dogs is really annoying. She looked up and smiled at him: "But then, isn't it time to say that you are going to cook for your wedding, why are you looking for me?"
The Confucian language looked at her, and it was rare to look at it with enthusiasm: "Yes, why are you saying that?"
This sentence was pronounced in the low-magnetic voice of Confucianism, as if it had become a spell, and Lanning’s heart was a tremor.
She opened her eyes slightly and looked at the people in front of me.
Is she understanding wrong? Or is he the meaning? The nerves were not consciously tightened, and she felt that breathing seemed to be difficult.
But he was still watching himself. Lan Ning wanted to stagger his eyes, only to find that his eyes seemed to be magnetic, and she could not move her eyes.
The shallow blush slowly climbed up to her face, and the Confucian language leaned in her direction slightly. Laning screamed like a ghost and slammed back: "I suddenly remembered that I still had something. Just go first!"
She said that after the wind and power, she left the home of Confucianism, which was like a lightning bolt.
The Confucian language looked at the closed door and stood silently for a while, bending over and smashing a few green peppers that fell on the ground.
After Laning escaped from the Confucian language house, he still did not calm down at all.
Mom, what did he mean by her understanding? No, no, no, she must have thought too much! Don't be so passionate, Lan Ning!
She warned herself over and over again, but the eyes and words of the Confucian language just came to mind, and it was clearer over and over again.
"The teacher in the trough is poisonous!" Lan Ning ran around the pedestrian path of the community, hoping that the cold wind would calm himself down.
The steps at the foot of Laning are getting faster and faster, but all the words in the head are all Confucian. She felt strange that she was always with him during this time. If he really had a marriage partner, she couldn't be aware of it. Even if they didn't date, the phone would always have to call!
If you replace the object he said with himself, then everything will make sense!
Do not! This is too shocking! How could the teacher like her, his attitude towards her is so bad!
But the teacher is a neuropathy. Maybe a neurotic love is this model...?
... Lan Ning feels that he is also getting nervous.
After running for a lap, she did not calm down at all, decided to give up the running circle and took the elevator directly back home.
Falling on the big sofa in the living room, Lan Ning stared at the ceiling to think about life.
Is it better to ask the teacher directly? But... if he is not talking about himself, how awkward, if he is talking about himself... it seems even more embarrassing.
"Ah, why am I at this age, and I have to worry about the problem of love with the little girl!" Lan Ning rolled desperately on the sofa.
To make matters worse, she has no idea how to face the teacher in the future... She has a book in her hand, they can't be disconnected.
The ringtone of the mobile phone came out of the bag and it sounded boring. Lan Ning’s heart is tight, shouldn’t it be the teacher’s call? !
Her sturdy squid slammed up from the sofa and took a deep breath and took out the phone from the bag.
... is the mother called.
"Mom, what is it?" Lan Ning's nerves relaxed in an instant and lay down on the sofa again.
Lan Ning’s mother said on the phone:
Ning Ning, is it going to go home tomorrow?

"Well, I have bought all the tickets."
"Oh, that's good, my mother will give you your favorite baby roast chicken tomorrow."
"Okay!" Lan Ning finished, and he was a little embarrassed. "But I have to go to work after work in the afternoon. It may be evening at the time."
"It doesn't matter, my mother is waiting for you."
Lan Ning’s heart was sour and his eyes were red: "I will go as early as possible."
"Okay, that mom doesn't bother you, you have to rest early."
"Okay." Lan Ning heard the phone hang up and put the phone on the sofa. Forget it, she still doesn't think so much. It just happens to have a May Day. Maybe she will return this holiday, and they have forgotten it.
Lan Ning did not contact the Confucian language on the last day of work, and went straight from the company to the station after work.
Going back to my hometown, I feel that the whole person is a lot easier. Although the holiday is only three days, she wants to relax and relax.
In the past three days, she did not take the initiative to contact anyone. She only occasionally brushed the circle of friends and took a look at the special article of the photo contest. She doesn't need to do it at home, and her mother still gives her a good meal every day. She feels that she really wants to forget the words of Confucianism.
But every time she went to Weibo, she couldn't help but see if the teacher had updated. The Confucian language is rarely sent to a circle of friends, even the May Day is quiet.
Lan Ning ate the fruit cut by her mother. She just used her mobile phone to board Weibo and saw the headlines of today's headlines.
Haoyu Film Industry v: Special! Big! like! News! Our company has successfully signed the movie "Movie" movie copyright! [Circle] Actors, Mo Zhen has decided to star in the protagonist Wu Hao! In addition, the film will be personally written by the teacher, and Joe is the producer of the film and is responsible for all the music of the movie! I heard that the theme song will be sung by Ding Lim! [Fa] Do you expect it! Anyway, Xiaobian is looking forward to death! !
Lan Ning: "!!!!"
Has the movie copyright of "The Actor" been sold out? And still such a luxurious lineup! Oh, she is looking forward to it!
She rushed into the microblog of Confucianism and saw that he also turned to the microblog of the film company. She opened the comment and wanted to give him a congratulatory message, but found that the comment was torn.
"Great! Look forward! Come on!"
"Hey! Wu Hao, Wu Hao, Wu Hao, Wu Hao! Love you, what?"
"[Goodbye] You finally sold Wu Hao for the money, saying that good is not destroyed?"
"Some people don't be so sour, who is saying good with you [digging the nose] people who buy their own novels to make money, can't they?"
"If you sell it, sell it. Why do you want to find Mo Zhen [bye bye] does he have acting?"
"...I can see Mo Zhenhei everywhere."
"I like to hear it, anyway, every time the novel is adapted to film and television, the actor powder and the book powder can be torn [doge]"
"This movie is very conscience! This luxurious lineup! I am looking forward to it! Don't watch it!"
Lan Ning looked at it, and inexplicably thought of what he said before the Confucian language. He wanted to make his wife live better after marriage, so he had to make more money...
She pressed the forward button hard.
Cauliflower v: Super looking forward! [Cute] People who don't want to see themselves leave voluntarily, don't blame bb. [smile]