After binding the king's red envelope group, I have soared

Chapter 133
If it wasn't for Xu Chenxi's combined age being one year older than Xing Jiaxu's, she might have been teased by the domineering president in the newspaper who was so considerate by her side.

After all, Xiao Xing is always really handsome.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a face carved like a knife, he is so handsome that he shows his sharpness.

That was the domineering CEO who could stand out among a group of potbellied bosses in the financial newspaper with only one face in his previous life, who had millions of girlfriend fans and wife fans.

When the computer was turned on, the phone vibrated slightly, and a WeChat message popped up.

Xing Jiaxu: I forgot to ask just now, what is your live ID?
Xu Chenxi twitched the corner of his mouth and uttered five words.

Dawn is like this: I haven't finished my homework
Xing Jiaxu: Uh, then I won't bother you.

Chen Xiruxu: ...I mean, my ID "I haven't finished my homework"

Xing Jiaxu: ...

Xing Jiaxu: Very creative

Then there was a long silence.

Xu Chenxi tried her best to pretend that she was not embarrassed and seemed to read the expression of Xing Jiaxu on the other end of the phone from the line of ellipses.

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"Old Zhou, your express delivery." Madam Tong closed the door, turned her head and called out to the backyard.

"Hey, here we come." Elder Zhou put down the watering can, pulled the sweat towel off his neck, wiped his hands, and when he returned to the house, Mrs. Tong had already unpacked the courier.

"Your disc." She handed the disc to her wife.

"Damn, what's mine." Mr. Zhou squinted his eyes and glanced at the big one and two characters above:

"This is yours. Didn't you go to the No. [-] Middle School's New Year's Day performance before? Didn't your feet hurt and you couldn't make it? I asked Xiao Wang to send a copy of the tape to your home for you to enjoy."

"Why bother with this? How troublesome Xiao Wang is."

Mrs. Tong complained, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, she obviously appreciated her wife's thoughtfulness.

Mr. Zhou stuffed the disc into the machine, and beckoned her to sit down: "Come, come, come and have a look, I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

"What's the rush? You haven't made lunch yet. What do you have for lunch now?" Mrs. Tong waved her hand and refused.

It's 11 o'clock now, and she still has to cook for the old man.

"What are you afraid of?" Elder Zhou stood up and pulled him onto the sofa: "Just sit down and watch, I'll come for today's lunch."

"The sun came out from the west today, so I really don't care if you say that?" Mrs. Tong said to Elder Zhou with a smile while waiting for the opening speech of the show to pass.

Knowing that his wife was making fun of him for not going out of the kitchen easily except for wedding anniversaries, Mr. Zhou raised his beard in anger, and turned to go to the backyard vegetable garden.

He will make three dishes and one soup later, and see what the old woman has to say.

During the class break on Friday, Liang Pinyi suddenly called her out alone, and then took her to the principal's office.

"This is the classmate Xu Chenxi who performed the Jinghong Dance at the New Year's Day performance."

Principal Wang, who was sitting behind the desk, was holding a water cup that was emitting steam in both hands. He had a standard Chinese character face and thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, adding a touch of elegance to him. When he saw Xu Chenxi, he smiled kindly.

"It's me, principal."

Xu Chenxi nodded, and Principal Wang looked even happier.

"I called you here today because I have good news to tell you. Do you know the famous dance master Tong Shilantong?"

"know."

I saw it on the stage when I was a child, and when I was a little older, I saw it in the guest seat.

(End of this chapter)