The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 202 Feng Zhiting, You Have Learned Badly

"Then who do you think is prettier, me or Wen Shaoquan?"

Fu Xiuyao was admiring the photos, when he heard such a sentence, he didn't know how to answer it.

When he said this, he was very cold, no different from before, but she, who was sensitive, still felt something was wrong with him.

She turned her head and glanced at Feng Zhiting, said indifferently: "Childish."

Feng Zhiting: ...

He carefully recalled what he said just now, it was indeed very naive.

"You're right." He looked deep and approved, "This is not a problem at all. In fact, I look much better than Wen Shaoquan in your opinion."

Fu Xiuyao: ...

How did this come to a conclusion?

"How do you think so?"

Feng Zhiting took Wen Shaoquan's signed photo from her hand, turned it back into her hand.

"I've read it in books. According to my situation, when a lover says 'childish', he expresses it with a pampering attitude, mainly to avoid embarrassing answers."

Fu Xiuyao was shocked, what book said this?
She had the mentality of pampering Feng Zhiting...

It feels terrible to think about it.

Feng Zhiting had failed his studies, yet he actually read such books.

"I'm right." He looked into her surprised eyes and said with certainty.

She thought about it for a while, she thought that Feng Zhiting was impaled after she left, or was reborn, otherwise how could he say these words.

In other words, he would become like this when he left the Feng family, and the Feng family was where his appearance was sealed.

"What books did you read?" Fu Xiuyao was puzzled. According to this person's hobbies, the books he read were the essence of human knowledge with historical and practical significance, and there should be no content related to love.

Feng Zhiting replied in a deep voice: "You will know when you come back to Feng's house with me."

Fu Xiuyao: ...he was really encouraging her to go back all the time.

"Any plans for the near future?" He asked suddenly.

She looked at the blank photo on the back of her hand, tilted her head slightly, and part of her black hair fell on his shoulder, "I'm going to shoot a variety show the day after tomorrow, and it's not convenient to come back in the next week, and then continue to shoot variety shows, about once a week, one episode long time."

""Students Face to Face"?"

"You know?" Fu Xiuyao was surprised, "You still go to understand these things."

He also didn't shy away, and said directly: "I went to find out a lot of things related to you, and followed Gu Xi's developments on the Internet."

She was even more surprised now, "You still use Weibo?"

Weibo should not appear in the world of veteran cadres.

Who is Feng Zhiting? A person who only uses a computer to receive emails and use search engines, yet still pays attention to Weibo.

"Weibo?" Feng Zhiting had an impression of this thing, "I asked Chu Meng to follow your updates, and Chu Meng sorted out the relevant information and sent them to my mailbox."

Fu Xiuyao: ... Sure enough.

She still remembered that he hadn't even tried to take pictures with his mobile phone. There was only original software in the mobile phone and he had hardly opened it.

"Where are you going to film a variety show the day after tomorrow?"

She didn't hide anything, "Go to No. [-] Middle School in City A at four in the afternoon."

"This is your alma mater." Feng Zhiting still remembered.

"Yeah." Although I haven't attended class.

"Feng Lihan is there too." Thinking of Feng Lihan, Feng Zhiting clasped his hands and pressed them tightly together, "He didn't do well in the final exam, so I went to ask someone from the book education to tutor him six-on-one, and it is said that the effect is very good not good."

Fu Xiuyao laughed, "That's true, Feng Lihan has no intention of studying at all, he can't be forced, he should not be studying at school."

"He needs to have good grades, he is from the Feng family." Feng Zhiting's voice became colder, and he really hated Feng Lihan.

　Feng Zhiting has familiarized himself with and accurately used the contents of junk books.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)