Chapter 243 Powerful Shot
Two snowmen were built, one crooked and the other neat, and they were placed close to each other.
Mu Qingyang nodded with satisfaction and said, "I made it look good. This is me!"
Then, she pointed at the crooked and slightly deformed snowman and said with a smile, "This is you!"
After saying this, she prepared to use a branch to write her name on the snowman.
"If you write your name, it will be kicked to pieces in a minute." Zeng Wenjie rolled his eyes and stopped her directly.
"Why?" Mu Qingyang asked curiously.
"There are many people in school who are jealous of me, and there are even more people who want to get close to you. When they see these two snowmen with our names written on them, won't they be jealous and give us an Ultra Flying Kick?" Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh.
Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then he felt that human hearts shouldn’t be so bad!
"Okay, I'll take you to build another one. It's still early anyway." Zeng Wenjie said.
"Okay!" Mu Qingyang nodded.
Then, Zeng Wenjie found a fire hydrant standing on the side of the road, gathered the snow, and piled it on the fire hydrant.
Mu Qingyang tilted his head in confusion and asked, "Why are they piling them up here?"
Zeng Wenjie didn't want to reveal his evil intentions, so he smiled and said, "It's easier to pile it here. It would be nice to have something to support it."
Mu Qingyang thought it made sense, so he helped out and soon piled the snowman on the fire hydrant. The accumulated snow buried the fire hydrant underneath, making it impossible to see anything.
Zeng Wenjie took a branch and wrote on it - created by Zeng Wenjie and Mu Qingyang.
Mu Qingyang thought leaving a message was quite good, and nodded with great satisfaction. He patted his frozen hands and said, "I hope no one will damage it."
Zeng Wenjie took off her gloves and placed her cold hands under his chin.
Mu Qingyang warmed his hands obediently, lowered his head, and rested his head against his chest.
"I brought a camera with me. I'll take some photos for you. I'll develop them and frame them for you to enjoy." Zeng Wenjie took out a Nikon D40 camera from his windbreaker.
He took quite a few photos with the camera, but he didn't take any photos of Xiao Mu, which made him feel he should make up for it.
Mu Qingyang certainly can't be a model, but she is so beautiful that it would be a shame not to take a few beautiful photos of herself to keep.
After Mu Qingyang warmed up her hands, Zeng Wenjie found a good background and started taking pictures of her.
Mu Qingyang's unique cold white skin color is very photogenic and has a natural sense of sophistication. If she wears a skirt in the summer, she will probably stun all the girls in the university town.
However, Xiao Mu's sense of camera is obviously not good and his poses are not natural.
If it were someone else, Zeng Wenjie would have started scolding him long ago, but when facing Mu Qingyang, he was always very patient. Perhaps it was because he often used big words to persuade and coax him that he found this feeling of patience.
Then he put his arm around Mu Qingyang's shoulder and took a few selfies with the two snowmen.
I was taking pictures when I heard someone on the road ahead say, "Zeng Wenjie, right? Take my Ultra Elbow!"
"Bang!"
The snowman's head on the roadside exploded, and snowflakes flew everywhere.
"Hahaha, take another Carlos shot from me!" The man laughed wildly, raised his left foot, and like Carlos taking the free kick, he swung it in an arc and kicked the snowman hard with a whip kick.
"when!"
There was a loud and crisp sound.
The buddy's triumphant laughter stopped abruptly. He fell to the ground in pain, hugging his legs and rolling on the ground without caring about his image.
"Minister, minister, are you okay?" A student passing by saw Yao Tao lying on the ground wailing in pain. Without shouting, he hurried over to ask what happened.
Yao Tao screamed in pain, tears streaming down his face. The intense agony almost made his whole body convulse. He dug his hands into the ground so hard that his nails were scratched.
Mu Qingyang saw this scene from afar and was stunned. Then he covered his face with his scarf guiltily and prepared to go up to help the person.
"Don't look for trouble. He wanted to kick the ball himself, and we can't do anything about it. If we go over now, I'm afraid he will blame us!" Zeng Wenjie grinned and grabbed Mu Qingyang's hand.
Mu Qingyang thought this made sense, and then he understood why Zeng Wenjie piled the snowman on the fire hydrant!
"You are so bad." Mu Qingyang couldn't help but whisper.
"Haha, luckily Yao Tao didn't use the crow flying on a plane trick." Zeng Wenjie held back his laughter and quickly fled the scene with Mu Qingyang.
Mu Qingyang couldn't help laughing when he thought of Yao Tao's powerful ejaculation on the fire hydrant, but he felt that it was not fair, so he pursed his lips tightly to hold it back. However, when he saw Zeng Wenjie's shoulders twitching with laughter, he finally broke down and laughed too.
Zeng Wenjie said, "It's not my fault, right? He was the one who did something bad and deliberately damaged our snowman."
Mu Qingyang thought about it, then nodded slightly. Her fingers were frozen stiff from building the snowman, and it took a lot of effort.
Originally, she would be very sad if the snowman was damaged by someone, but when she saw the guy who damaged the snowman end up like this, she felt a little gloating.
"With such force, his leg must have been broken." Zeng Wenjie shook his head and sighed.
"He's so pitiful." Mu Qingyang thought for a moment and commented.
Yao Tao was very hostile to Zeng Wenjie, and he suffered a great loss this time. Even if his leg was really broken, he could only bear it.
After all, building a snowman is not illegal. Who can he blame if he kicks someone else's snowman and breaks its leg?
Zeng Wenjie took out his phone, checked the time, and said, "It's almost time for class. I'm going to get busy."
Mu Qingyang nodded, and he had already gotten used to Zeng Wenjie's daily skipping of classes.
"I didn't drink or smoke this morning." Zeng Wenjie suddenly stopped, pulled her shoulder and asked her to turn around.
Mu Qingyang was stunned and didn't understand.
Zeng Wenjie asked, "Are you cold?"
Mu Qingyang said: "A little bit."
Zeng Wenjie said, "Then I'll help you keep warm."
This way of keeping warm is a bit unique, but it seems that eating with a cool mouth has a more unique taste?
It really got warm.
Mu Qingyang's cheeks were flushed, his whole body was hot, and even his breathing was a little rapid.
"Go to class, so you can come to Room 208 to help me with my studies later!" Zeng Wenjie said happily.
He was about to leave, but Mu Qingyang grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Um?"
"It's still a little cold!" Mu Qingyang lowered his head and said softly.
"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier!"
After watching the shy little classmate Mu trotting away, Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. This was another step forward, achieving the achievement of Mu Qingyang actively asking for a kiss in the scene other than 208.
Christmas is coming soon, and he needs to take advantage of the festive atmosphere to market his products.
As for the gold shop, there is no need to make any moves for the time being. The popularity of the lottery event will have to continue for a while. When China Gold and Fengxiang Jewelry start to copy, we will give them a heavy blow and make them cry.
(End of this chapter)
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