She didn't know the relationship between them.
But you still have to pretend, and don't be impolite.
"Hello." The lame old man smiled, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.
Then he looked at Feng Youqing, and after carefully examining her from head to toe, he exclaimed in admiration:
"This girl is so pretty."
"Thank you, Grandpa." Feng Youqing immediately pretended to be a little shy.
There was no disdain for his scavenger's attire at all.
"No wonder. Last time I told Xiaobi that I wanted to introduce him to my relative's granddaughter, he immediately refused, saying that he already had a girl he liked." At this point, the lame old man nodded with a smile:
"You two are such a perfect match. It's so festive to see you two standing together."
Situ Wenyao scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Thank you."
....Like...Like...Feng Youqing opened her eyes slightly, and a blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks.
At this moment, she no longer pretended.
Instead, I felt a little shy from the bottom of my heart.
This stinky Hajiyao has never even said these two words to me.
What a beating!
Beat him! Beat him! Beat him!
Thinking of ten thousand ways to beat Situ Wenyao to death, she opened her mouth and said, "Grandpa... Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom..."
Having said that, he turned around and walked away.
It's clearly moving neither fast nor slow, but it always gives people a feeling of stiffness.
After seeing Feng Youqing leave, the lame old man finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Situ Wenyao and said with some complexity:
"Little bitch... If you stay with this little girl, you will definitely get beaten in the future."
"Why don't you consider my relative's granddaughter again... She's a very gentle girl."
Obviously, he saw the interaction between the two just now.
This girl Zhiyu didn't hold back when she hit me, she really hit me.
"No, Grandpa."
Situ Wenyao covered his aching stomach, and smiled twitchingly:
"I like her."
Just then, his cell phone vibrated.
[Feng Youqing: Play by yourself for a while, don't run too far. If I can't find you, you'll be beaten.]
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After separating from the lame old man, Situ Wenyao began to take a walk by the lake.
The afterglow of the setting sun stretched his shadow long, and he walked around with random thoughts in his mind.
What is Gu Luo doing at this time?
I really want to bring it in and have some fun.
The most painful part of every day now is going home from school.
As I walked, I heard a heavy sigh.
Following the sound, I saw a tall, fat man, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a worried look on his face.
Situ Wenyao seemed to have smelled something, and immediately became alert. He quickly walked over and asked:
"Brother, do you need any help?"
Since I can’t bring Gu Luo in now, I’ll just have some fun for now.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
"Ah?..." The man was stunned, obviously not expecting a stranger to greet him like this.
But looking at the clear and innocent eyes of the boy in front of him, he couldn't help but smile and said bitterly:
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
Situ Wenyao nodded, but did not leave. He just stood quietly beside him.
The two of them just sat by the lake, enjoying the lake breeze.
The wind carries the moist scent of the lake, and is refreshing.
After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly said, "Do you like reading novels?"
"I like it." Situ Wenyao answered immediately.
He gained this understanding from reading novels.
It can be said that I suddenly realized it.
"Alas... Actually, I'm an online novel writer." The man sighed deeply, his expression becoming increasingly sad.
"Unfortunately, the novel has been put in a black box recently... I had no choice but to change the timeline of the novel to university... But the content can't be changed. It seems out of place, and the data is getting worse day by day."
“I don’t know what to do…”
Hearing this, Situ Wenyao seemed to be thinking for a moment. After a moment, he suggested, "I have a plan that can make your novel bright again."
"What's the plan?"
Situ Wenyao did not answer but asked: "Brother, do you know what industry is the most prosperous now?"
"What kind of business?"
"Teaching and training." Situ Wenyao smiled slightly.
"Teaching...teaching and training? What does that mean..."
The man thought about it, and suddenly slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing:
"Fuck! That's right!"
"I've already changed the timeline, what am I afraid of?"
He did make a mistake. He didn't dare to write about that before, but as the hero and heroine gradually get to know each other, he can...
Then, the two smiled at each other.
"So, what type of novels do you write, brother?" Situ Wenyao asked casually at this time.
Unexpectedly, the man replied with a smile:
"My novel is called *********."
"It's just a brainless, cool story with no logic."
"Okay, I've read this one." As an old bookworm, Situ Wenyao immediately remembered the plot of this novel.
At this moment, he compared himself with Gu Luo in his mind.
A refreshing article?
Um.....this isn't fun either...
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