Chapter 148 Love comes too fast. As
soon as Lin Miaomiao returned to her seat, Deng Xiaoqi couldn't wait to come over, "Miaomiao, what good thing did Wang Yue give you? It's so mysterious." Although
Lin Miaomiao There are some rough lines, but her memory is definitely more than a few seconds. At this moment, she still remembers what Wang Yue just explained.
So, Lin Miaomiao, who was afraid that thousands of chicken legs would fly away, shook her head like a rattle and said, "Nothing, nothing!"
But when Lin Miaomiao spoke, her little face, which was flushed with excitement, did not look like that. She said it so simply. This made Deng Xiaoqi's curiosity rise, and her heart felt like a cat scratching her head.
However, when Deng Xiaoqi saw Lin Miaomiao's nervous look, people knew from her emotions that Lin Miaomiao really didn't want to share her secret with others this time and was ready to give up.
At this moment, the two of them heard Qian Sanyi, who was sitting behind them, replying seemingly casually, "It can't be a love letter, right?" After hearing Qian
Sanyi's words, Deng Xiaoqi's gossip immediately started to boil. She was resurrected and looked at Lin Miaomiao expectantly.
Jiang Tianhao, who had just come back from outside, also heard Qian Sanyi's words. He didn't even return to his seat. He sat around and asked Lin Miaomiao, "Wang Yue, did you finally confess to me?" Do you think he will hold it in until he graduates from high school?"
After hearing Jiang Tianhao's words, Lin Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned redder because she suddenly remembered the content of her bet with Wang Yue. Wang Yue had said No matter whether she wins or loses, she will support her for the rest of her life. It's a pity that she was only focused on making money at that time and didn't understand the meaning of the words.
However, when she was thinking wildly, Deng Xiaoqi covered her mouth and exclaimed, "It's really a love letter, Miaomiao, can you read Catfish King's love letter? Is it also formulaic?" Lin Miaomiao said
. Hui came back to her senses and was a little dumbfounded when she heard her words. However, her reflex arc, which was always relatively long, saved her this time.
Before everyone could wait for her answer, Jiang Tianhao answered, "Those love letters written by Wang Yue are all for Lin Miaomiao. Xiaoqi, if you want to read the love letters, I will write them to you. They are definitely better than those written by Wang Yue." That cookie-cutter composition is much better."
Lin Miaomiao, following the principle that a dead Taoist friend should never die a poor Taoist, quickly followed, "Brother, hurry up, this is what Xiaoqi asked you to write a love letter to her, hurry up and write a paragraph! I like it You!"
Jiang Tianhao was just joking with everyone, but he didn't expect that he would be put on the shelf at this time. In such a hurry, it was difficult for him to recite a love poem that matched the occasion, let alone compose a new one. Jiang Tianhao was also very frustrated when things went wrong at such a critical moment. However, he was writing for a long time and had a lot to say, but he just couldn't say it out. The passion in his heart turned into three words: "I love you."
Lin Miaomiao glanced at Jiang Tianhao with contempt, and was a little worried for him, "You can't seize such a good opportunity. You are destined to be an orphan!"
Deng Xiaoqi also said, "I gave you a chance." Looking at Jiang Tianhao with an expression on her face, she actually breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She quickly nodded in agreement and said, "Look, I've given you opportunities, but you missed them so easily!" Jiang Tianhao's face turned red with shame
. But he still didn't want to give up, and really wanted to seize the opportunity, so he looked at Deng Xiaoqi expectantly and said, "Then write a song for me and let me see it!"
Deng Xiaoqi rolled her eyes at Jiang Tianhao, not liking him. , curled his lips, turned around and looked at Qian Sanyi, and then said, "I like you, like a cloud chasing the wind, regardless of where it starts!" Although Jiang Tianhao had known
the result, but he heard Deng Xiaoqi's words at the scene It’s almost a confession of love, but it’s still a bit heartbreaking!
Seeing that her good brother was so sad, Lin Miaomiao quickly said comfortingly, "Don't be sad. I'll write you a song to warm your cold heart!" After hearing this, Jiang Tianhao was so scared that he couldn't care less about being sad
. , shaking his head like a rattle, "No, Miaomiao, if you want to say something, just say it to your Wang Yue, I think it's good to be alive! If your Wang Yue hears it, I'm afraid I'll go back to the dormitory tonight, He will castrate me!"
Lin Miaomiao, who was originally very popular in poetry, was ready to perform, but was so embarrassed by Jiang Tianhao's words that she turned away and stopped talking to him.
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On the day of summer vacation, Lin Miaomiao, who has always been generous, walked to Wang Yue shyly and asked in a low voice, "I will definitely have no problem writing the novel, but can I ask my dad to help me with the comics? ?"
After hearing Lin Miaomiao's words, Wang Yue felt depressed. She had set the bait for Lin Miaomiao. She wanted to call Father Lin. This operation was a bit scary.
However, Wang Yue thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be nothing, so he replied, "Okay, hurry up. Do you want to bear your father's name by then?" Lin Miaomiao suddenly widened her eyes after hearing Wang Yue's words
. His eyes were wet and he felt like he hadn't woken up yet. He asked carefully, "Can I still sign it? You are not using it for yourself, but are you preparing to publish a book for me?" Wang Yue glanced at Lin
Miaomiao, and then reluctantly prepared Let’s be clear about what she said. Anyway, she is quite nervous and should be able to handle it. “Let’s not talk about my computer skills. I have a chance to get recommended by Qingda University. With my grades, I can’t go to that school. I need to write a book to increase my reputation.” ?"
Lin Miaomiao reacted very quickly this time, and immediately understood that Wang Yue wanted to take the liberal arts course, and her heart was like a deer bumping around, full of sweetness. However, she still calmed down and thought about it carefully, and still said without any confidence, "This book may not be popular. Besides, even if it is popular, other schools may not accept me!" Wang Yue was speechless
. This girl wanted to eat a fat man in one bite, but she quickly told herself that this was her girl, so she had to be patient, and then continued, "Let's accumulate some fame first. If we publish a few more books, we can always attract some schools. I'm here to recruit you."
After hearing Wang Yue's careful analysis, Lin Miaomiao felt a little dizzy, feeling like she was in a dream, not quite real. She didn't understand why a handsome academic like Wang Yue, who could not compete with Qian Sanyi in the science class even though he was not as versatile as Qian Sanyi, would fall in love with a scumbag like her.
Lin Miaomiao has always been very direct and asked questions on the spot, "Wang Yue, why do you like me? Instead of Deng Xiaoqi? She is so good-looking!"
Wang Yue looked at Lin Miaomiao, thought for a while, and quoted a sentence he read online, "There are some people you feel you have met in your previous life; there are people you think you will see again in the next life; there are people you think you will see again in the next life. , you just hope that you will not be allowed to see him again in eight lifetimes! As for you, you are the first two, I feel that I must have seen you in my previous life! I still want to see you in my next life!" The immature Lin Miaomiao has grown up, how has she ever heard this before
? Such loving words made her face turn red with embarrassment for a moment, but she was still curious about the latter type of person, and who Wang Yue was referring to, so she asked with some trepidation, "Then who is the latter type of person?"
Wang Yue rolled his eyes helplessly and sighed again, "Qian Sanyi, who else could it be? This guy stared at you like a kitten at first, and now he starts staring at me all day long. If When you stare at me like this, I can still have an erotic dream. Being stared at by Qian Sanyi makes my skin crawl all over. Fortunately, he doesn't live in the dormitory, so I can sleep peacefully." Lin Miaomiao listened to
Wang Yue's words . , laughing back and forth, the shyness when he first came over has disappeared, which made Wang Yue breathe a sigh of relief.
After almost a year of contact, Wang Yue had become accustomed to the crazy girl Lin Miaomiao. When she suddenly became a lady, it was quite difficult to adapt.
...
From the first day of summer vacation, Wang Yue and Lin Miaomiao have been communicating with each other using calculators, and successfully did not let their parents know about their abnormality.
On this day, Wang Yue suddenly received a call from Lin Miaomiao. He was a little surprised as to why she called, but he quickly picked up the call.
After the call was connected, before Wang Yue could speak, Lin Miaomiao's voice came over, "Wang Yue, I have completed the outline and comics you gave me. Do you want to come and take a look?" Wang
Yue When Yue heard Lin Miaomiao's official tone, she knew her parents might be listening, so he followed her words and said, "Okay, I'm waiting for your manuscript here too." Lin
Miaomiao When Miao heard Wang Yue's approach, she quickly said, "Then come over in the afternoon and see if there are any changes. We will make changes according to your requirements."
Wang Yue readily agreed, and he was now considered unrestrained. Ever since my father went to the principal's office and took home a huge school selection fee, he interrogated him when he got home and found out that Wang Yue had earned so much money by selling a piece of software. The old couple looked at the neat pile of cash and were silent for a long time.
Finally, Dad Wang sighed and reminded Wang Yue to have his own principles when doing things, which gave Wang Yue a lot of freedom.
(End of chapter)