"Did I give him my photo?" Lu Mengmeng said to herself.
Lu Manman took a lot of photos of her and selected two to send to him. After all, it was the clothes he gave her, so she had to give some feedback.
I did give feedback, but the other party didn't give any comments.
So angry.
However, considering how busy he was, Lu Mengmeng could only shrug.
I am bored.
I have nothing to do at home and can't continue writing, so I lie down on the bed and then on the sofa.
Dazed...
Lu Mengmeng held her cell phone, watching the group chat and saying some incomprehensible things.
Even more boring!
Look up and look at the ceiling.
Boring life.
Yuzhen told me, remember to return to Beijing when you grow up...
This is Lu Mengmeng’s new ringtone, Zhang Yunlei’s single “Yuzhen”.
She Xiaodong's sweet voice came: "Mengmeng! Type! Hurry up! I can't write it alone, you and I will work together!"
Lu Mengmeng shuddered, "Sister She, please speak properly! Don't be so coquettish, I'm cold."
In the middle of summer.
She Xiaodong coughed and said, "I was just playing a game with my little brother, and my voice is out of tune."
Lu Mengmeng: (⊙o⊙)
"Come on, four thousand words before six o'clock! If you can't finish it, I'll treat you to dinner and a crosstalk show tonight." She Xiaodong said with high morale.
Lu Mengmeng curled her lips. What had upset this guy?
In the past, She Xiaodong would put off writing as much as possible. He was definitely lazy and never took the initiative to write.
"Okay." Lu Mengmeng replied.
It's rare that she's so interested, so I'll just go along with her.
Even if there is a bottleneck, Lu Mengmeng feels that under the financial pressure, maybe it can be done?
Give it a try!
Lu Mengmeng turned on the computer, took a deep breath, concentrated, sorted out the plot in her mind, and then began to "force writing".
Yes, just write it hard.
Because I encountered a situation that was even more serious than writer's block, I had no choice but to write it anyway.
Lu Mengmeng's brain and hand speed were not slow. She forced herself to write and managed to finish 4,000 words before six o'clock!
Tomorrow’s four thousand is done.
"I didn't expect that under the pressure of money, I could overcome this hurdle." Lu Mengmeng boasted proudly.
Yes, I originally thought it was a big hurdle, but I didn’t expect that because of She Xiaodong’s words, I was able to overcome it.
Perfect!
After breaking through this bottleneck, Lu Mengmeng was in a good mood, and even her interest in watching crosstalk in the evening increased a bit.
As for dinner... gulp...
Lu Mengmeng covered her stomach and was already rumbling with hunger.
Lu Mengmeng sent a message to She Xiaodong, "Sister She, I've finished writing!"
hey-hey!
Waiting for Sister She to treat me to a meal and a crosstalk show!
At six o'clock sharp, She Xiaodong came online on QQ.
When She Xiaodong saw the message from Lu Mengmeng, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Isn't that girl stuck at a bottleneck? Why can she still write so fast?
fraud!
All cute girls are pigs!
"I still have a thousand words to write. I'll continue after I come back from the crosstalk." She Xiaodong said helplessly.
She didn't really like listening to crosstalk, but after being taken by Lu Mengmeng to listen to one or two shows, she gradually became interested.
The crosstalk concert in the evening starts at eight o'clock, so they have plenty of time and it's not too late to have dinner before going there.
Lu Mengmeng thought about it and took great pains to put on the Hanfu that Ling Yingjun gave her today.
She feels that crosstalk and Hanfu are a perfect match.
But she didn't have embroidered shoes and didn't know how to style her hair, so she was very hesitant.
In the end, Lu Mengmeng decided to wear Hanfu when going out, and she combed her hair up high into a bun.
So many young ladies out there can wear it, why can’t I?
Besides, I look pretty in it, no worse than the two young ladies I met that day.
She Xiaodong was not wearing that sexy cheongsam today, but simple ordinary clothes.
When she saw Lu Mengmeng at the place they had agreed to meet, her eyes were full of disbelief.
This, is this Lu Mengmeng?
〣(oΔo)〣
Facing She Xiaodong's gaze, Lu Mengmeng was extremely proud.
Every time she wore a particularly beautiful dress, I envied her, but now the situation is finally reversed.
Lu Mengmeng held her head high, and at this moment she was like a proud peacock.
"Mengmeng, when did you start to like this tune?" She Xiaodong looked Lu Mengmeng up and down.
Lu Mengmeng forced a smile, her eyes almost invisible. "Of course today. How about it? I look no worse than you in this outfit, right?"
She Xiaodong nodded repeatedly and praised: "Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Mengmeng, you look like a little fairy in this dress."
Anyone would be happy to be praised.
Lu Mengmeng reached out and tugged at the hem of her skirt. "This is a gift from my handsome brother."
She Xiaodong raised his eyebrows slightly, his face full of surprise, "Did he give it to you?"
Lu Mengmeng nodded slightly, her cheeks slightly red, "Yeah!"
She Xiaodong came close to Lu Mengmeng and looked at her silly face closely. "Mengmeng, baby, I think you are drifting."
Lu Mengmeng stretched out her hand and pushed She Xiaodong's big face away, "What are you talking about? Why am I floating around?"
She Xiaodong felt like he had eaten several lemons and was extremely sour. Lu Mengmeng, Lu Mengmeng, you have a boyfriend, but you still wear the gift his boyfriend gave you to torture me, a single dog.
Is that reasonable?
She Xiaodong put her hands on her hips and said, "I'm single, so you don't have to feed me dog food like this. What good will it do you if I die of starvation?"
As if sensing She Xiaodong's sourness, Lu Mengmeng scratched her head embarrassedly and kept smiling foolishly.
The two laughed and joked for a while, then looked at the time and decided to quickly find a place to eat something before finishing the meal, otherwise they would be late for the crosstalk show in the evening.
Due to time constraints, the two of them had a serving of cold noodles each for dinner.
She Xiaodong was very satisfied. He spent the least amount of money and had a full meal.
Lu Mengmeng had no objection to this. It was so hot outside that she couldn't eat anything else, so it was fine to just eat cold noodles.
It can also cool down and relieve summer heat.
At half past seven, the two of them strolled to the entrance of Hongshun Quyi Society.
The ancient vermilion gate is particularly eye-catching, with a pair of gold-plated couplets on a black background placed on both sides:
Window of National Art
Popular Culture Paradise
The plaque in the middle is: Hongshun Quyi Society.
Five big characters, majestic and grand.
Lu Mengmeng read the introduction she downloaded from Baidu: "The sound of the wake-up wood is like thunder and wind, and the folding fan is gently swaying as people discuss the past and present. Where can I go to enjoy tea and appreciate art? I will find a kindred spirit in the bookshop."
"In this fresh and elegant teahouse, permeated with the atmosphere of tea culture, you can enjoy tea, play chess, appreciate art, listen to the music of the guqin and pipa, and appreciate the tea art masters performing the exquisite tea-brewing techniques with a long history in China. Everything is so natural and friendly."
"The Book Tea House brews a sense of warmth and tranquility for you in the bustling city."
"In the Book Teahouse, with a cup of tea, a song, and a book, you can experience the feeling of stepping back in time and regaining lost years."
It feels like it’s pretty good.
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