Ji Shaoyi: "..." If we don't mention being crazy about drinking, we are still good friends.

He scratched his head tactically and said with a guilty look on his face: "I can't bother me, I'll talk about it in a few days..."

Even though Cheng Gong took out a pen, he asked him to write a ten thousand words of review on the spot to reflect on his heinous crimes that night...

As long as Cheng Gong nodded, he would not blink even if he was a cow or a horse!

After the two chatted for a while, the sound of Mr. Lang shouting to eat came downstairs.

After Lang Qiao responded, the voice of chatting with Ji Shaoyi lowered a little: "I won't tell you anymore, my dad has called me to have a meal."

The sneaky little look was like a thief. Ji Shaoyi made him 'tsk' and his voice was full of dissatisfaction: "How do you speak?"

Lang Qiao blinked blankly, not understanding how he was chatting well, so why did he suddenly become unhappy again?

When Mr. Ji saw her reaction, he knew that his husband's old habit of being a straight man had been dealt with again. He could only smile helplessly and said, "As the first prize winner of the composition competition for elementary and middle school students in Jinhua Market, I can tell you responsibly that our usage is completely different from mine."

"???" Lang Qiao was still confused: "What about?"

"For example, when chatting with your boyfriend, some 'me' can be replaced with 'we'." Ji Shaoyi hinted wildly.

Lang Qiao understood silently for a while in his heart, and then gave him a positive look: "I understand."

Ji Shaoyi felt a little happy, wondering why she was so enlightened today, when he saw the person on the screen wave at him seriously and said, "I won't tell you anymore, let's go for a meal."

Ji Shaoyi: "..." You eat a hammer!

He was autistic.

He was so desperate that he had fallen into the sofa, as if he was about to die in the next second.

"What's wrong?" Lang Qiao continued to be confused: "Is my sentence wrong?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Ji Shaoyi patted his little hands perfunctorily and praised without sincerity: "It's like opening the door to his mother, and it's right home."

"Then why do you look autistic?" Lang Qiao's face said he didn't believe it.

What can Ji Shaoyi do? He could only bury his face on the sofa and thrust, "Maybe it's because I can't have lunch with you, I'm a little unhappy."

After all, in the past few months, they both had to get tired of eating together.

Lang Qiao really believed his evil and said seriously: "How can I make you happy?"

Ji Shaoyi pondered for a moment and carefully tentatively said, "How about you give me a heart-to-heart competition?"

The reason why he tests carefully is that he is not sure whether his son, Iron Macho, 2g Network, knows the meme of "Bi Xin".

Then he saw Lang Qiao on the screen raised her eyebrows and said with great contempt: "That's it?"

The next second he felt the picture turn dizzy. Lang Qiao threw away his phone casually, and then said, "Wait for a moment," and walked out with his short legs.

A few minutes later, Lang Qiao Sujing's fair face was once again reflected on Ji Shaoyi's screen.

Her black eyes were bent, and her eyebrows were all smiling and said, "Hey, I'll give it to you."

She spread her hand behind her to the camera and actually handed him a... Chenguang Confucius Temple prays for blessings 0.5 full needle tube bullet bullet carbon refill?

Since Mr. Lang usually prefers to use a pen, she found it after reading it for a long time.

And Ji Shaoyi: "..." Is this the hard-core refill from the Iron Mage?

Love it, love it.

Maybe the smile on his face was too forced, even Lang Qiao noticed something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

Has she... misinterpreted his meaning again?

"Nothing." Seeing that she was about to lose because her brain circuit was too straight, Ji Shao turned on the rainbow fart mode one by one: "I just think the layer of oil sealed at the top of the ink in your refill is too clear, just like your eyes~"

And Lang Qiao: "..." Is this the strength of the first prize winner of the Jinhua Market Essay Competition?

OK! It’s worthy of being you!

Even the perspective of praising people is so clear, it embodies emotions in the scenery, blends emotions and scenes, uses things to describe people, and uses scenery to express emotions!

......

The day before the holiday ended, Ji Shao drove to the school.

As a former campus celebrity, today's e-sports star, he knew very well how much trouble his popularity would bring to the school's transportation system. Therefore, after parking the car, he took out the three-piece set of celebrity street bombs he had prepared in advance: hat, sunglasses and mask.

After covering his handsome face tightly, he got off the car sneakily and tiptoed into the teaching building, afraid that some sharp-eyed alumni would accidentally recognize his handsome back.

It was class time and the teaching building was empty. Ji Shaoyi tiptoed and took a few steps to completely let himself go. He walked to the door of the classroom with a step that he did not recognize his relatives. He took off his sunglasses and mask, and then he started waiting for Cheng Gong to finish class.

Maybe he was punished to stand up since childhood and suddenly stood up on the corridor of the teaching building. He missed it quite a lot.

After all... he likes to secretly play with his phone when he is punished to stand! There is a sense of excitement of stealing sunshine under the teacher's nose and his beloved phone!

Ji Shaoyi was about to take out his phone and recall the years when he and his phone were stealing the sun, but someone suddenly patted his shoulder.

Ji Shaoyi suddenly felt a "knock" in his heart, his mind full of: Oops! My handsome figure was indeed recognized!

He adjusted his hairstyle that was a little messy with his hat, and was about to turn around and look handsome. The fan's keen eyes were blinded when he heard the person behind him tremblingly: "Classmate, do you still want your drink bottle?"

Ji Shaoyi: "???" I understand that you asked me for an autograph. What's the matter with the bottle of the drink I drank as soon as you came up?

Did he meet the legendary illegitimate fan?

Ji Shao turned around with a confused look on his face and met a pair of turbid and hot eyes.

The middle-aged woman in front of her was wearing blue work clothes and holding a woven sack in her hand, staring at him with a fiery gaze... The drink bottle in her hand was full of desire.

Ji Shaoyi: "..." Mom, it turns out that it was the cleaning lady who came out to collect waste in her spare time.

He threw the drink bottle into the cleaning lady's woven sack with an awkward look, his mind full of: Hell, aren't you guys chasing stars?

Until the cheerful and pleasant bell rang, the quiet campus boiled again like a pot of boiling water.
Chapter completed!