"Qiao Zhixing, are you annoyed? What do children know?"

"Okay, okay, let's not mention it. Remember to accept the gift. I have saved all the money for a semester to buy you a gift. It is not easy for students to earn some pocket money."

"Did you take a vacation? Will you come back?"

"I can't go back for the time being. We'll see what happens during the New Year. Maybe I won't be able to go back. I'm very busy here and my instructor won't let me take leave."

"Your instructor thinks highly of you."

"Of course, he is a great talent."

"..."

Qiao Zhixing has always been happy, but Qiao Muyuan has never seen him unhappy. Why is this guy not worried at all?

Qiao Muyuan thought for a while, she was quite happy when she was Qiao Zhixing's age, but later... she suffered the pain of love after all.

If you don't touch your feelings, there will be nothing wrong with you.

Once you meet a dog man, you will never be able to survive in this life.

"Sister, if you have nothing to do in the capital, you can come over to my place and take you around the universities you can't get into."

"I'm very busy, don't cue."

"Okay, okay, then you go on and don't get angry with my brother-in-law. If you get angry with him, you will hurt yourself. If you really can't, report him in front of dad. Dad will never go to him, and our whole family will not go to him."

he."

"Are you annoyed?"

"I'm done with it, I'm off to the school laboratory, bye."

"Bye!" Qiao Muyuan hung up the phone without saying a word.

Qiao Zhixing is really a talkative person.

…

The day before his birthday, Qiao Muyuan received a gift from Qiao Zhixing, a very cute doll with complicated craftsmanship, unique style and handmade.

She liked it very much and couldn't put it down.

However, Ji Changmu never came.

Qiao Muyuan opened Lu Siyu's Instagram. She was not busy. She had just posted a status about a restaurant in Qiongzhou, located at Jingyuan.

Qiao Muyuan guessed that Lu Siyu might be with Ji Changmu, so she didn't call Ji Changmu and sent an Instagram message to share the doll Qiao Zhixing bought for her.

She doesn't have many fans on Instagram, only some familiar classmates and friends.

Soon, it accumulated a lot of likes and comments.

Over in Qiongzhou, Lu Siyu, who was eating with her best friend in a restaurant, bit her chopsticks, picked up her phone, and showed her best friend an Instagram status that she had just swiped.

My best friend Xiaoduo took a look and asked lightly: "Who is this? A little internet celebrity? Why do you pay attention to these weird netizens?"

"Look at her previous state. Is this little internet celebrity pretty?"

Xiaoduo took her mobile phone and clicked on the account of this little internet celebrity called "yyya". It hasn't been updated for a long time, but judging from the previously updated photos, she is a beautiful little internet celebrity, and it is not an unrecognizable plastic surgery.

Face, women like them can understand it at a glance. This little internet celebrity is naturally beautiful, and there is no movement on her face.

"She's pretty, but there's nothing to pay attention to, right? I shared some outfits and food before, but I haven't updated them in almost two years." Xiaoduo scrolled down again, "She looks quite rich, look at her

The clothes I wear are basically limited editions and customized ones. She looks good-looking and has never been under the knife, unlike those Internet celebrities. But she doesn’t look too old, only twenty years old."

"Do you know who she is?" Lu Siyu asked with a smile while drinking sparkling lemonade.

"I don't know her. Judging from the few fans she has, I'm afraid she's not an internet celebrity."
Chapter completed!