80s: Little Sweet Wife

After a few days, Meimei finished the last exam, and she breathed a long sigh of relief, her whole body relaxed, and more of it was joy. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

It's June now, and her twentieth birthday is still a month away. Her brows and brows are blushing, her eyes are full of love, and she will be the official Mrs. Yan in another month!

Would love to report on the headlines of the Kyoto Daily and let the whole world know how happy she is!

Hmm... low-key... let's celebrate quietly!

"Why are you so happy? I'm almost dying of worry. I must fail this exam again. Traveling in Europe is 100% lost!" Ren Qianqian sighed with a bitter face.

For her, there are two out of ten things in life that are unsatisfactory, one is not being able to eat meat to the fullest, and the other is that the exam always fails!

If these two things can be resolved, then her life is perfect!

Meimei glared at her with a funny look, "You deserve it, you don't usually work hard, and you crawl as soon as you take an exam. Who will fail if you don't fail?"

Ren Qianqian let out a long sigh and slapped her head angrily, "My brain is not inherently related to art, even if my head hangs from the beam, it's useless."

"Then why did you take this major? Why don't you study finance and accounting!" Meimei is very strange, Ren Qianqian really has no artistic skills, and her voice is not perfect. Painting can make the teacher mad, so let's not talk about dancing, her joints are so hard Same as steel pipe.

Really not a mixed art person!

Ren Qianqian sighed again and said dejectedly: "Isn't this trying to get a diploma from Kyoto University, I can only get into the painting major with this grade, I miss other majors, but can people want me? "

Meimei shook her head and looked at Ren Qianqian sympathetically.

In fact, this girl kept saying that she disliked her father, but she cared about Father Ren's words very much. The reason why she desperately wanted to get a diploma from Kyoto University was all because Father Ren had bragged outside that his daughter would definitely go to school in the future. Kyoto University.

In order not to embarrass her father, Miss Ren gritted her teeth and racked her brains to get into Kyoto University, but unfortunately she is not really the material for learning painting.

Ren Qianqian laughed at herself, "No matter what I say, I have graduated from Kyoto University, and that diploma is golden, it's very good to take it out, and besides, this girl is not bad for money, so I can just mess around for the past four years. , go home after graduation and let my mother take care of me!"

Rich and willful!

She is not bad for any money!

"I think you can hang around for a few years. No matter what, you must have a purpose in life. Otherwise, you will live a life of ignorance, and you will come to this world willingly?" Meimei persuaded.

Qi Qige nodded excitedly, "Mei Mei is right, my goal in life is to travel around the world and draw all the beautiful scenery. It would be even better if I could produce a set of pictures. I will go to Guangxi this summer vacation. , and then go to Yunnan and Guizhou~www.wuxiaspot.com~Are you alone or with someone?" Meimei asked with concern.

"Together with several seniors from the wrestling club and Ying Jugang from the advertising class, we will go to his house on the first stop."

Ren Qianqian winked and said ambiguously, "You, President Qingsong, will go too?"

"Go, he's the captain!" Qiqige said frankly.

Ren Qianqian doesn't have much interest here, the strong girls haven't opened their minds yet, and they're boring!

Qi Qige enthusiastically suggested: "Ren Qianqian, why don't you go to Europe, go to Guangxi with us, Ying Jugang said that there are many mountains there, the scenery is very good, if you climb a mountain a day, you will definitely lose a lot of weight. pounds of meat."

Ren Qianqian is not interested in mountains, water or anything. She went to Europe not only for fun, but mainly to buy jewelry and bags, but she was very interested in losing weight. down.

"Is it Miss Zhao Mei? Can I talk to you?" A graceful middle-aged woman walked towards them.