Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 871 Beautiful Writer vs. Former President (23)

"It turns out that love is already deep" has started, and Xia Wanzhu reposted several official Weibo posts about the show, and soon there were over a thousand comments.

And after the press conference before the launch, Xia Wanzhu's appearance on the scene, her sweet appearance and calm demeanor in front of the camera won praises on the Internet, and some netizens called her a super popular beauty writer, national goddess and other titles.

What followed was that Xia Wanzhu became the first-line master of romance due to the invitations from major websites and magazines.

And Xia Wanzhu also quickly set the release date of the new book, the title of the new book is "The One I Love Deeply".

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, late autumn is here.

The wind outside was a bit cool, Xia Wanzhu was standing on the side of the road to stop the car, her chestnut curly hair was blown by the wind, and she pressed her cheeks charmingly, revealing her pointed chin.

She was taking a nap when she suddenly received a call from Liangfan. The excitement in her heart at that time shattered all her sleepiness. She scolded her on the phone. Listening to her smiling voice admitting her mistake, she felt uneasy in her heart. The stone fell down.

Liangfan is now teaching in a remote mountainous area. The place is remote and there is no signal in the village. If he wants to get in touch with the outside world, he has to walk many miles to the town to get a signal to make a phone call.

The conditions of the school are very poor. The children don't have all the school supplies they should have, and the lights used for lighting are simple light bulbs.Liangfan contacted Xia Wanzhu and wanted her to mail some school supplies and some food to the school, and the principal of the school would go to the town to pick them up.

Xia Wanzhu never thought that Liang Fan would have such an idea. She was the daughter of the Liang family from birth, and she had never experienced hardship, but she had the courage to go to an unfamiliar place by herself.

To Xia Wanzhu's surprise, she saw Qin Mohan downstairs in her house.

It was already afternoon when she came back, and the setting sun hit Qin Mohan's side face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

After struggling on the spot for a while, he finally stepped forward to talk to him.

"Why are you here, Tangtang?"

Qin Mohan looked at her who suddenly appeared, his eyes flickered, "What? You won't welcome me without Tangtang?"

"You know I don't mean that."

"Tangtang is leaving school, come with me to pick her up, she hasn't seen you for a few days, she misses you." Qin Mohan said, then opened the car door on one side for Xia Wanzhu in a gentlemanly manner.

Xia Wanzhu was silent for a few seconds, then sat in. She really didn't have the ability to refuse that little guy, Tangtang. Besides, she had been writing a new book these days, and she hadn't contacted that little guy for a long time. In fact, she missed her very much. .

Before meeting Tangtang, Xia Wanzhu never knew that she would like a child so much.

But when the car stopped at a familiar shop, Xia Wanzhu realized that he had been cheated by Qin Mohan.

But Qin Mohan looked at her lazily, and asked with a smile: "It's too difficult for the great writer Yue Xia now, so I can't help but tell some lies."

In the end, Xia Wanzhu had no choice but to stare at him, and walked in angrily with her bag.

The warm lights in the hall were dense, and an old piano piece drifted away like flowing clouds and flowing water.In the late summer, the bamboo is nestled in the tea-green sofa, and a red rose is inserted in the thin-necked vase on the white checkered tablecloth with a yellow background, exuding a faint fragrance.

She looked at the coffee in the cup in a daze. It was a small white porcelain cup with heart-shaped white foam floating on it, and there were two pieces of warm mille-feuille durian cake in the small wooden frame next to it.

This small shop was the original owner's favorite. He and Liang Fan often came here to talk about their dreams and life. They sat here for an entire afternoon. Every evening, Qin Mohan would come here to pick her up and go home.

Xia Wanzhu has the memory and past of the original owner, seeing these can't help but touch her heart.

(End of this chapter)