Chapter 48: Start reading

As time went by near the end of June, the company's editors became more and more excited. Like them, Laning was excited to wait for the first summer vacation after graduation.
Although there are only two weekends in a couple of weekends, it is already a paradise for working dogs.
In the past few months, the work in the editorial department has been full and busy, and now I can finally take a break from this small summer vacation. Many colleagues are planning to go out for a trip. They also asked whether Lan Ning should go together. Although Laning had some heartbeats, he refused after considering it.
When she was in the New Year, she just traveled abroad and now she is still focusing on saving money.
The phone on his body rang, and Lan Ning took the phone out of the bag and saw the new news from Dai Qing.
Dai Qing: Lan Ningning, are you going to have a summer vacation soon? What are you going to do? [lovely]
Lan Ning snorted, they are not as good as they were, so called so intimate?
Lan Ning: No. :)
Dai Qing: "..."
Dai Qing: You have to be so stingy, it’s been a month. :)
Lan Ning: Oh, it seems that someone told me that women sometimes have a small amount of energy.
Dai Qing:......
Dai Qing: Do you think that our seven-year relationship is not as good as a man? Is it necessary for a man to be with me? [Goodbye]
Lan Ning: "..."
This is a really singular gesture, as if the person who sold the girlfriends was her!
Lan Ning: In the end, who is for a man regardless of our seven-year friendship, you said. :)
Dai Qing: Do you think that I am doing it for a man? You are insulting me! I am obviously for you!
Dai Qing: If it is not for you to be bullied by Pan Shurong, will I do this! Do you think that I am willing to let the lucky teacher go! I only hate that I am not a man!
Lan Ning: "..."
Ok, she managed to disgust her.
Lan Ning: Let's talk and we can continue to be friends. :)
Dai Qing: So how are you going to prepare for the summer vacation? [lovely]
Lan Ning: Go back to my hometown, have a mother cook and eat [doge face
Dai Qing: Hao Le! Have you bought your train ticket? If you didn't buy me to buy it for you, it would be a sin!
Lan Ning raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Would you be so kind?"
Dai Qing: You still don't believe:) What day do you want tickets? Sign up for the ID card, I will go buy it now.
Lan Ning thinks that there is no money to take up the white, so I quickly reported my ID number to her: "Thank you on the morning of July 2nd."
Dai Qing: Hao Le.
After a while, Dai Qing took a screenshot of the ticket purchase to her: "The ticket will be taken by myself."
Lan Ning carefully looked at the ticket she bought, the information is correct, but this guy actually bought a soft seat, or a special soft seat!
Lan Ning’s heart was very unexpected. The moving car is very fast now. From a city to her hometown, it’s more than three hours. She usually buys a hard seat when she goes home.
She sent a message back to Dai Qing: "Principal soft seat... Have you made a fortune recently? You are a little scared of being so good..."
Dai Qing: It turns out that I am such a person in your heart. [Goodbye]
Lan Ning: ... well, I forgive you. :)
The summer vacation was settled, and Laning was counting on the day and looking forward to June.
The day before the holiday, the entire editorial office seemed to be bathed in the sun. Even the editor of the next group, who is usually a vicious god, is also a smiling face of spring rain.
Lan Ning changed the Q.Q signature to a holiday time, and took the notebook to open the last meeting before the fake.
Probably considering that the holiday started tomorrow, everyone's heart flew away. The editor-in-chief opened a very refined meeting. At the end, it was earlier than usual.
Lan Ning happily hit the card and started packing after returning home.
Qufu looked at her outside the door and packed her things. She was in a bad mood: "You have a summer vacation that is better than us!"
Lan Ning smiled back and looked at her: "You will rise three after the summer vacation, don't worry about the holiday, ok?"
Qufu: "..."
English is coming out. It seems that her mood is very good: "Do you still follow the teacher?"
Lan Ning was shocked by her question: "Of course not."
"Oh, then you separated the two places for so long when you were in love, wouldn't you be lonely?"
Lan Ning: "..."
"Who told you that we are in love? Fortunately, teacher?"
Qu Wei blinked his eyes: "I analyzed it myself."
Lan Ning stunned: "No wonder your math is so bad."
Qufu: "..."
Is she going to use mathematics to humiliate her for a lifetime? :)
She snorted back to the room and deliberately sang to the computer's wheat loudly, without closing the door.
Lan Ning: "..."
She silently closed her door and continued to organize things.
Summer clothes are thinner, and Laning also took a small baggage. After she pulled the zipper up, she thought about it and sent a message to the Confucian language: "Teacher, I will start the holiday tomorrow. QQ will not be online for half a month. If there is any urgent matter, please call me directly." "
Confucianism: Well, you have already said it once on the Q.Q signature.
Lan Ning: "..."
Why did she specifically inform him? Ha ha.
Confucianism: What is the arrangement for your holiday?
Lan Ning: I don't want to tell you. :)
Confucianism::)
Lan Ning snorted and pressed the lock screen button.
The ticket that Dai Qing bought for her was five o'clock at 9:00 in the morning. Lan Ning took her luggage at eight o'clock and left Qufu's home. Today, the train station is not particularly crowded. She went to pick up a ticket and waited in the waiting room for a long time. She saw the platform starting to check the ticket.
After entering the station, she found the flight she took, took the ticket to the flight attendant and climbed the train. In contrast to the figures in the seat, Lan Ning walked and watched, and when she walked to her seat, she was stunned.
Who will tell her why the Confucian language will sit opposite her!
She stayed in the same place for a long while until the other passengers reminded her that she walked slowly to the window.
Her position is on the side of the window by the window, single seat, a small table in the middle, opposite to the Confucian language.
Before talking to Confucianism, she kept staring out of the window. Only then did she regain her gaze and looked at her with amazement: "It’s so good."
Lan Ning: "..."
Clever fart! Don't even think about it, it's a good thing to do it on behalf of Qing!
This person actually apologized to her while selling her once again, there is no friendship between women! Do you have!
She slammed the bag into the luggage rack above and sat down in the position: "Teacher, why are you here?"
Confucianism said: "Obviously, I am going to travel."
Lan Ninghehe: "Are you busy writing a script during this time?"
"It is because I am busy writing scripts during this time, so I have time to travel now." The Confucian language smiled at him. "I gave the first draft of the script to the film yesterday, and they watched the script. I can Stealing a busy time."
Lan Ning: "..."
This must be the teacher's routine.
She cocked her lips and asked him, "Where are you going to travel?"
Confucianism said: "Your home."
Lan Ning: "..."
She took out a pack of potato chips in silence, took it apart, and sent it into her mouth piece by piece.
Confucianism looked at her oppositely and asked, "Is there a tomato flavor?"
Lan Ning: "..."
She "squats" and puts another bag on the table: "There is only lime, and I don't want to eat."
The Confucian language looked at the potato chips in front of him, or took it and took it apart: "It takes more than three hours to get there. Do you want to play cards with me?"
Lan Ning: "..."
No!
Since the last three countries killed him, she has even lost the turtle and the stack of trains, and the ghost has to play cards with him again.
"I have other things to do." She took the laptop out of her backpack, plugged it in and pressed the power button. "For more than three hours, I can just use it to see the manuscript."
The Confucian language stared at the computer she opened and asked, "Who's the manuscript?"
"The sky is like a wash. He handed in the manuscript before I took a holiday. I can see it during the holidays." Lan Ning said to open the document and glanced at the Confucian language. "The people will submit the manuscript so soon, what about you? I have been urging for a long time in the outline and at the beginning."
The Confucian language laughed and the eyebrows on one side lifted up: "Have he actually handed it?"
"Yeah." Lan Ning glanced at him dissatisfied.
The Confucian language did not speak any more. He took out his mobile phone and boarded the author group.
Fortunately: I just heard the editor say that the blue sky has been handed over. :)
Nineteen: I am not saying, are you really treating small meat like this? :)
Cloud light: Hey! He lost! The blue sky is like a breeze, and the wind and the hall are prestige!
Wood white: distressed [laughing cry]
The blue sky is washed:............
Blue sky: qaaaaq
When Lan Ning just saw a few pages, he received a new message from Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng: Edited, did you tell me that I have submitted the manuscript? QAQ
Lan Ning: Yes, I hope to stimulate him and let him work hard to write a manuscript. ^_^
Ye Cheng: You succeeded in stimulating him to qaaaaq now the group forced me to sing the prestige hall qaaaaq
Lan Ning:..................I'm sorry...
She does not want to stimulate him in this direction.
She put down her mobile phone and looked at the opposite language: "So I like the prestige, why don't you sing yourself!"
Confucianism raised his eyebrows and said: "He even told you about it?" He said, his mouth slowly rising again. "But if you really want to hear me sing, I can't sing."
Lan Ning: "..."
She doesn't want to listen at all!
Confucianism glanced at her mobile phone and said, "I guess you must have this song on your mobile phone?"
Lan Ning's hands covered his phone.
Confucianism can't help but laugh out loud: "You don't have to be so shy, this song is used in cloud-light cell phone ringtones."
Lan Ning: "..."
In the end, Yun Yun teacher likes this song a lot, laughing and crying.
During the three-hour journey, the Confucian language constantly disturbed her to read the manuscript, and finally accompanied him to play poker for a while, and the train arrived at the station unconsciously.
The Confucian language followed the Lanning side and walked out of the station together. He stood around and looked around and sighed: "This city is really small."
Lan Ning: "..."
Don't come if you are too young!
She turned and walked to the right, and the Confucian language followed her: "Where are you going?"
"Go home, my mother is waiting for me to go back for lunch."
"Well, it's nice to have someone waiting for me to go back to lunch."
Lan Ning turned to look at him and said, "You want everyone in the family to wait for you to eat."
"Who doesn't want to?"
Lan Ning wrinkled her nose and didn't talk. She talked to her in two steps and asked her, "Would you like to go home?"
"...take the bus in front." Lan Ning said, only to think of another thing, "Are you booking a hotel?"
"No."
"...I will take you to the hotel first."
"Don't you go home to eat first?"
Lan Ning: "..."
That is her going home to eat! How do you just say this sentence!
But the biggest drawback of Laning is that it is too kind.
Her thoughts on Confucianism are also the first time she came to her hometown. She said that she should do her best to make the best of the landlord, and he has to catch up with the meal, and let people go to the hotel to eat, it is really impossible to say.
So in the end, she still went home with a rhetoric.
Laning’s home is in an ordinary neighborhood, and the residential building inside is not the common elevator apartment, or the old-fashioned staircase.
Her family was on the seventh floor, and across the distance, she smelled the fragrance that had fallen from the upstairs: "My mother is doing roast chicken!"
The Confucian language listened to her words and sniffed: "It is very sweet."
"Of course! I told you that you have a good fortune today. It is best for my mother to cook the roast chicken!"
Lan Ning rejoiced and went upstairs, and the Confucian language had to follow her to speed up.
The door on the left side of the seventh floor was opened. Ranning ran in and shouted at the back of the kitchen: "Mom, I am coming back!"
"Is Ningning coming back?" Lan Ning's mother still had a spatula in her hand and looked back at her. "It's still very early today, I will get it right away."
She said that she was preparing to go back and saw the Confucian language that followed Lan Ning. Lan Ning’s mother’s action paused and asked a little embarrassedly:
Is this...?

The Confucian language slightly stunned her, and introduced: "Auntie, I am a boyfriend of Laning. I am a Confucian."
Lan Ning's mother's eyes are slightly enlarged.
Lan Ning: "..."
Mom, listen to me explain!
"He is joking with you, she is the author of our magazine, come here to travel!" Laning said impatiently.
"Oh..." Laning’s mother is still awkward. "Is that the author...not the author of the manuscript?"
Lan Ning: "..."
Confucian language: "..."
He smiled at Lan Ning's mother and his voice was exceptionally mild: "Auntie, my manuscript has already been handed over, and the book has been on the market for a month. You don't have to worry about the manuscript of the next book. I will pay within this year. of."
Lan Ning looked at him in surprise, is it true?
Lan Ning's mother is still staring at the Confucian language, and her eyes are more and more satisfied. Lan Ning jumped abruptly and pointed to the pot on the stove: "Mom, your food is going to be paste!"
"Ah, really!" Lan Ning immediately focused her attention on the dish, and Lan Ning called for a breath.
She led the Confucian language into the living room and asked him to sit down on the sofa: "My father is still at work, and he should be back soon."
"Yeah." The Confucian language should be heard.
Lan Ning poured a glass of water on him and licked his expression: "How do you look nervous?"
When the Confucian language coughed and cleared the scorpion, he said: "Seeing parents is more or less a little nervous."
Lan Ning: "..."
Why is a good summer vacation, inexplicably turned into a parent? :)
The two were talking, and Laning’s father came in from the outside. When I saw a strange young man sitting on the sofa in the living room, he snorted and returned to the kitchen. He said to the Laning mother inside: "I saw a man in the living room."
Lan Ning’s mother’s mouth twitched:
Well, I saw it too.

Lan Ning’s father opened his mouth in surprise: "So is it my illusion?"
Lan Ning's mother silently turned the dish in the nest.
Laning’s father sneaked into the living room and glanced back, then returned to the kitchen.
Lan Ning and Confucianism in the living room: "..."
Lan Ning’s father asked Lan Ning’s mother:
Who is that man? It’s quite handsome.

Lan Ning’s mother thought for a moment:
Our Ningning’s pursuer, but Ningning took him home, and certainly has a crush on him.

My own prostitute knows the most, and Lan Ning grew up from small to large. Apart from this rhetoric, she only took the elementary school squad to go home.
Lan Ning’s father suddenly sighed and said,
That’s exactly the opportunity to help her check it out!

He walked to the living room for the third time and still remembered his hair style.
"Dad, I am back." Lanning's voice sounded a little weak.
The Confucian language stood up from the sofa and said hello: "Uncle is good, take the liberty and bother."
"Do not disturb, don't bother." Lan Ning's first impression of him is very good, he likes to talk so culturally.
"Dinner." Laning mother came out of the kitchen with her dish and shouted at the living room.
"First eat, eat first." Lan Ning smiled twice, greeted the Confucian language and her father went to the dining room to eat. After the dishes were on the table, Lan Ning couldn't wait to put a gimmick on the Confucian language: "You can taste it, my mother's nephew roast chicken is absolutely a must, this hoe, soft and soft, the entrance is instant. "
"Yeah." The Confucian language tasted a bite and nodded. "It tastes good."
This is why Lan Ning’s mother listened very well. She also picked up a and put it in the bowl of Confucianism:
If you like it, eat more, there is still in the pot.