Muchuan and Xiang Wan

Chapter 68: , Come again? (Two more)

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When I returned to school late, I met several authors in the hall downstairs.

There are male authors and female authors. They are sitting on the couch and talking.

I don't know any of them, just smile politely.

She walked ready to walk over, and a male writer on the sofa voluntarily called her.

"Hi, beauty, which website do you have, what's your name?"

He was stunned, "Wenquan Academy. Xiangzi is late."

"Ah, son? Ha, hello, son."

"..."

To be honest, Xiang Wan feels that the old name is awesome when he usually chats with readers online.

But in front of strangers, it was a bit awkward to say.

"Hello!"

She couldn't say anything but this.

"I'm going up first. See you later."

She said a smile to everyone and went straight to the elevator.

Behind her, a beam of eyes followed her without catching her attention.

...

The school starts formally the next day.

As with all schools, the first class is a self-introduction of classmates.

Xiang Wan only discovered that the students in a classroom are all great in the industry.

There were three female authors at Wenquan Academy, two of whom were more famous than Xiangyue, and one of them was the famous female Da Jia.

However, Xiang Wan is the most striking girl in the class.

Look at the face of the world, it is so realistic.

Guazi has a small face, bright and deep eyes, fair skin with no spots and marks, good facial features, and a thin person with thin waist, **** and slender legs. A little smile will give people an easy approach Gentleness.

Such a woman belongs to the best girlfriend in the eyes of a man.

After introducing myself to the evening, I just sat down and handed over the notebook in front of me at the same table.

"Sign me a name."

Turning around to look around, the boy was the one who called her in the lobby last night.

"I...not a god." She smiled apologetically.

"It's okay." The boy blinked. "The great **** can't write a novel that can predict the case."

"..."

Did he know her?

The man lowered his voice again and smiled lightly: "I read your book when Zhao Jiahang died. Your writing style is very good, and it may be hot at the male frequency..."

Uh!

Is this to praise her good writing, or to praise a man in her heart?

Xiang Wan smiled embarrassingly, "Thank you."

Self-introduction soon ended.

The host asked the student representatives to speak.

The three student representatives, from different literary websites, are all familiar gods.

They addressed the classmates separately. After the event, the host allowed the classmates to ask questions and communicate with them.

Two boys stood there, many people asked them questions, and they answered each other one by one.

Finally, it was the only female student representative.

Xiang Wan knew her, the old master of Wenquan Academy, the pen name is red sandalwood.

She is rather cold and unsmiling. Therefore, nobody stood there for a long time to ask her questions.

The host waited for a while to watch the whispers in the classroom, but no one asked questions, which was a bit embarrassing.

"Isn't anyone asking us the Red Sandalwood Lord?"

This question is embarrassing.

Red sandalwood cheeks were instantly covered with red crimson.

Xiang Wan told her a website to see her facing such a situation, and quickly raised her hand to break the weird atmosphere.

"I would like to ask the God of Red Sandalwood, you can write so many wonderful works, there must be a gentleman who is very supportive behind you... well, I actually want to ask, are you married?"

Asked this question, Xiangyue was a bit embarrassed.

Actually, she wants to ask if she has a boyfriend? The results didn't control the tongue.

Mainly, she has not read the book of Red Sandalwood and can't ask about the work.

I wanted to save her, but the face of red sandalwood was obviously redder than before.

She said, "I still...thank you!"

The audience applauded.

Xiang Wan's cheeks were hot, and she didn't hear what she said.

Recalling the scene just now, she covered her face, trying to find a piece of tofu and killed him.

Why do you ask this?

...

In the corner of the classroom.

Red sandalwood sat there with a cold face, bowed his head to play with his mobile phone.

Beside her, Dulan Duo, the female author of Wenquan Academy, hummed: "Did you hear that? She just made you embarrassed intentionally, knowing that you just got divorced..."

Red sandalwood was cold, "Just say it. Don't care."

Durantuo observed her face, "This man is very big-hearted, and a book on the street can also be hyped like that."

Rosewood didn't speak.

Durantuo continued to sneer, "I heard people say that she had tasted the sweetness of hype before, and now it is starting again. She just shamelessly slaps the real case..."

Zitan gave her a glance, "Go to the toilet, can you go?"

Not to mention, went straight out of the classroom to the bathroom.

...

When red sandalwood came in, she washed her hands by the sink.

"Hi!" She turned to say hello.

For a website, she just helped others.

However, Red Sandalwood straightened her waist and walked past her as if she didn't see it.

The mirror reflected her cold face and her attitude of refusing to be thousands of miles away.

Then, a bang came from the bathroom.

He glanced at the night, wiped the water on his hand, and went out.

...

Wenquan Academy is a female literature website.

Where there are many women, there are more right and wrong.

Therefore, Xiang Wan has rarely been in the author circle, and not many authors are familiar with her.

In the morning, the seats in the classroom are decorated with name plates, and everyone is fixed.

In the afternoon, people in the classroom were sitting around in disorder.

Many people are holding their name cards and chatting with familiar authors.

Such training is lazy.

Some of them dared even brought a computer and sat in the last row of "papa" to type.

Xiang Wan is not a great god, so she didn't dare to do that. She sat honestly in the third row and took notes seriously.

"Di!"

SMS message.

The stranger looked at her at the same table.

Xiang Ye's ears were hot, and she bowed her head and took a peek at the phone.

"Don't look for me in Kyoto?"

thumping! She obviously felt a throbbing heart.

He pulled Cheng Zheng black, why didn't he black him?

Xiang Xiang thought about it, stroking the screen with his fingers, and hesitated for a long time to reply.

"In class, very busy."

"No get out of class?"

"……want."

"I was going to invite you to dinner. Seeing your attitude is so bad, Master Ben changed his mind."

"..."

Tonight is almost speechless.

Except for Bai Muchuan, it seems that she has never seen anyone so arrogant?

To tell the truth, Xiang Wan wants to kill him directly.

But she hadn't searched for words yet, and Bai Muchuan sent another message.

"Give you a chance to apologize."

"?"

Xiangyue is about to laugh to death.

Really, I didn't get angry at all, it was totally funny.

"Mr. Xiaobai, will you post the wrong person? We are familiar?"

"Xiang Wan. When the signature book is in hand, he turns over and does not recognize anyone, does he?"

Uh~ ok!

This matter is indeed quite grateful.

Although she doesn't know until now, how did Mu Mushao get the signature of Mu Ershao?

...

The day she got the signed book, she went to the circle of friends, did the entire web community make a sensation?

Lone book!

The only autograph book on the market!

Hard to get a sign?

In the saliva and envy of countless people, Xiang Wan was not embarrassed to say that she had a set of such signed books.

However, there are also doubts.

"Can't it be fake?"

"No one has ever seen Mu Ershao's signature... will he sign it funny?"

Of course, this kind of private discussion is narrated by Xiangyue.

But after hearing a lot, this kind of doubt is planted in my heart.

So she thought about it and asked Bai Muchuan.

"Does Mu Ershao know you well? Why is there a special signature book?"

Bai Muchuan did not answer.

This guy, started playing cold again?

"Hey, Bai Muchuan? Talk!"

"..."

"Dumb?"

"..."

"Bai Muchuan, ask you."

Several sentences were sent out, and Bai Muchuan returned with a chill.

"I'm so emboldened? I don't know if I want to change my attitude?"

puff! Xiang Wan didn't find it, and she bowed her head and chatted, her lips kept smiling.

"Who begs you? Love to say nothing."

"The second part of Mu Ershao's "White List" is coming soon!"

Ahhhhhh! Really?

Xiang Wanxin moved again, "How can you help me get it?"

"beg me?"

"Mr. Xiaobai, please, help me get a signed book!"

"Then tell me, are we familiar?"

Xiang Ye bit her lip lightly, her smile almost overflowing the corner of her mouth.

"Occasionally cooked."

Perhaps Bai Muchuan was satisfied with this answer.

This time he was no longer arrogant, but came over like an emperor and said coldly.

"Wait for me to pick you up!"

...

By the last lesson, the people in the classroom had gone almost halfway.

I have to say that the teacher in the lecture is really good at self-cultivation, and he still speaks slowly on the stage alone.

This lesson is the appreciation of "Dream of Red Mansions".

Hongxue has been researching for so many years, does it support Mu Shi Qianmeng or Jinyu? Each family has its own views, and no one can convince others.

The summer is so hot that I can sleep and doze to the night.

She was lying on the table with her hands, confused, and woken up by the vibration of her mobile phone.

"Come down!"

I go! Bai Muchuan is here?

Xiang Wan looked at the teacher's serious face, glanced at the classmates around, and secretly returned the news.

"Not yet after school, okay."

"five minutes!"

"..."

Xiang Wan troubled this ancestor.

She took a deep breath, seeing the teacher did not pay attention to her, smiled embarrassingly at the same table, silently clutching her belly as if she was going to the toilet, and bowed her head and walked out of the classroom.

No one cares about her.

Everyone is used to this situation in a day.

The classroom of the college training is on the ninth floor, and the lower floors are all accommodation.

Going out from the hall on the ground floor towards the night, I saw a man standing by the flower stand of the college.

His car parked there quietly, and people leaned there quietly, coldly, lightly, lazily.

The girls upstairs who are back to the dormitory are looking out of the window and looking out--

Such handsome men are rare.

What's more, Bai Muchuan drove a local tyrant Maybach that seemed low-key but could not escape the eyes of the romance author?

The rich!

Xiang night approached daringly, "Hi, very handsome today."

"Huh?" Bai Muchuan raised his chin slightly, with a cold face, and his voice was abnormally hoarse and low, "You count. Get in the car!"

"puff!"

This little thing.

"How? A cold? Is your voice a bit dumb?"

"This is sexy!"

"...Point your face, Officer Bai."

He glanced at her, like a magic, with a big hand on his face, and his face was blank, and he looked at her coldly, "face is back."

puff! Xiang Wan suddenly wanted to laugh,

Bai Muchuan at this moment is undoubtedly handsome.

But it's ridiculous that, when I don't know, she mixed with him in such a relationship?

Unlike love, not like friends...

How to describe it? Friends?

Yeah, dinner friends.

fair enough.

Sitting on the co-driver tonight, I felt relaxed and found that Bai Muchuan was not as cold as before.

In other words, under his disguised indifference, he actually hid a not-so-hard soul.

With a little effort to file, you can file him back to its original form...

This discovery made her a little happy.

"Laughing?"

Bai Muchuan glanced at her, "I'm so happy to see me? Want to be broken?"

what! Xiang Wanzhen was amused by him.

"I never thought that you are such a person...not right, you are not like Bai Muchuan, whom I met in Jincheng. Hey, would it be the return to Beijing to open a new map, with affair, mood Is it better?"

Bai Muchuan's eyes darkened, but his face was expressionless.

"you guess?"

"Hehehe."

Sit there lazily to relax and relax.

Bai Muchuan suddenly turned sideways to fasten her seat belt.

When he was closest to her, he approached her and whispered.

"Because I... seemed to see an intellectual disability."

The quiet and light fragrance ran into the nose unscrupulously from him.

"What are you doing? Neuropathy!" Xiang Wan screamed in a low voice, the whole person was in a panic.

But Bai Muchuan didn't back away, he was bullied, and put her directly on the back of the co-pilot's chair, letting her head lean back desperately, slightly forward, her eyes narrowed and glued to her like glue , "Another one to try?"

Xiang Wan stalked his neck, "Say, just talk, what do you want to do?"

Bai Muchuan did not speak.

His head was lowered and he was getting closer and closer to her.

"Towards night."

The warm sunset Xiahui reflected from the car window behind him, as if highlighting him, making the outline of his backlit handsome face more profound...

So handsome!

Xiang Wan's apex was shaking.

Is he going to kiss her?

An unreasonable illusion made her squint nervously.

Then, his big paws clasped heavily on her head.

"Sit well! Drive."

"..."

Old driver!

Cheeks were red and hot.

Bai Muchuan, who was sitting upright, started the car, and with a serious face, there was a hint of absent smile.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Xiaobai, is this the rhythm of death?