After rebirth, the substitute just wants to sit and eat

[Fu Ran: Didn't I tell you to go back?I'm still early, you don't have to wait for me. ]

[Ye Fangyu: But I am worried about the senior, I want to send the senior home, can't I? /Grievance cry]

Fu Ran squinted at the emoji on the phone, and couldn't help putting a question mark in his head.

It's okay to cry when you feel wronged, but you still use the kitty cat emoticon pack. Fu Ran coldly refused while storing the emoticon pack in her group.

[Fu Ran: No, you go home quickly. ]

After the message was sent, Ye Fangyu did not reply to Fu Ran's message in the reply box.

Fu Ran waited for a while, and after confirming that the other party did not reply to him, he exited the system page.

Just as he finished talking next to him, Fu Ran turned his phone upside down and moved a little in the direction of the teacher.

Teacher Chang found the notebook in Fu Ran's hand and asked, "Have you chosen the direction of your thesis yet?"

Fu Ranqing coughed, and took out the direction the system told him before.

"Probably studying Wei Jin style clothing, but the starting point is not sure yet, and I'm missing a lot of courses, and I don't know how to find professional literature, so I want to ask the teacher."

Chang Hui heard Fu Ran's words, nodded, looked down at the mind map on Fu Ran's notebook, and said, "Wei and Jin styles have many costumes, and the thesis is actually a statement of your thoughts, with a complete context to narrate. , you can’t just describe the existing situation, but also add your ideas, your views on this category of clothing.”

Seeing that Fu Ran was listening seriously, Chang Hui gave two more examples in detail, and found a sample draft from his computer, "This is the first draft written by your former senior sister, which is different from your research direction. Your research direction is different. Take a look at her frame."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Chang." Fu Ran took a picture of the text on the computer with his mobile phone.

"I'm still in class here at this time next week. If you have any questions, you can send me a message on your phone, or you can come here to find me directly."

"Teacher Chang," Fu Ran nodded, then called Teacher Chang's name again, took the small bag that had been kept by Fu Ran's hand, and handed it to Chang Hui, "A small gift, worthless thing, count it Thank you Teacher Chang for taking me in."

When Chang Hui heard Fu Ran's words, she looked at Fu Ran in surprise, then laughed, and waved her hands, "Take it back, I took you with little effort, I didn't want your gift."

Fu Ran pushed the small bag in front of Chang Hui again, "Teacher Chang, please accept it. This is just a little bit of my heart. When I was shopping, I fell in love with this thing at a glance. It was only half broken, so I couldn't sell it. I'll buy it back if the price is up."

Hearing Fu Ran's words, Chang Hui opened the bag curiously, and the rope that tied the bag was loosened, revealing the contents inside.

Chang Hui looked at the half piece of jade jade left in the bag, her eyes lit up instantly, and she touched the jade surface with her fingers. Her excited attitude was completely opposite to the previous indifferent attitude: "This thing is good, how much is it? I will transfer the money to you .”

"It's really not expensive," Fu Ran stood up and waved to Chang Hui, "Teacher, I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, without giving Chang Hui another chance to refuse, she walked out of the office quickly.

The sun was a bit venomous, Fu Ran walked for a short distance, and bought a cup of fruit tea from the milk tea shop on campus when he was thirsty, and specially said less ice.

After taking the ice-cold drink, Fu Ran felt that his dried-up self came back to life in an instant.

Fu Ran held the cold drink in one hand, turned on the phone with the other, and began to try to hail a taxi.

Before the mobile phone software had time to load, a loud horn sound was heard.

Fu Ran was taken aback, looked up and saw a familiar car parked opposite.

The car was turning, turning in the direction of Fu Ran from the opposite side.

Fu Ran froze for a moment, and then saw Ye Fangyu's face after the car window was rolled down.

Ye Fangyu's car stopped in front of Fu Ran, and he urged, "Senior, get in the car."

"Didn't I tell you to go back? You just waited here for two hours?" Fu Ran said a little speechlessly, completely incomprehensible to the other party's behavior.

Ye Fangyu smiled with his eyes bent, and said happily: "Well, it's okay anyway. Besides, the seniors planned to drive. It's because I didn't drive. I should wait for the seniors."

Before, Fu Ran might think that this kid just loves to make friends, or has some interest in him, but it's not serious.

But today, his behavior is obviously a little exciting. Fu Ran looked at Ye Fangyu's face with a frown, and felt that he should solve it a little bit.

Fu Ran reached out and opened the co-pilot's door, and sat in the car without any warning: "I'm getting married soon."

"Ah?" Ye Fangyu blinked his eyes, and the smile on his face froze for a moment, "Knot... what?"

"Get married, literally, do you understand?" Fu Ran repeated again, and said, "If there is nothing else, it will be at the end of this month."

Ye Fangyu looked at Fu Ran in a daze, obviously stunned by the huge news.

Fu Ran lowered his head and glanced at his mobile phone. The master who took the order was coming soon. He waved to Ye Fangyu, swallowed his words, "Bye bye," and jumped out of the car.

Ye Fangyu, who was left alone in the car, looked at Fu Ran's disappearing back in a daze.

Ye Fangyu looked at the empty road, turned his eyes back, looked at his steering wheel, couldn't help but swear, and said in disbelief: "Married? What the hell?! Is he straight?"

The roses on the outer wall of Xie’s old house were completely rebuilt, and the iron railings on the surrounding wall were replaced with a new batch. There was no difference in the old railings. Only by shaking can I know how strong the newly replaced railings are.

A Da is the head of the bodyguards in the old house. There are only eight bodyguards in the old house, and A Da is the boss inside.

"Chen Tao, why haven't you taken care of that person recently?" Ah Da leaned against the wall, looked at the rice in Chen Tao's hand, and asked with a smile, "Is it because you were driven back?"

"Did your mouth just go to the toilet to eat? Is it so smelly?" Chen Tao rolled her eyes, took out a cigarette from her trouser pocket, lit it, and put it in her mouth to smoke.

Chen Tao's movements were very elegant, the cuffs of the white shirt on her body were rolled up two sections, her slender hands were red, and there were two small bags, which could be seen to be scalded.

Ah Da retracted his eyes, knowing that the old lady in the old house was angry again, hissed, and asked, "What's wrong with the old lady? She doesn't eat anymore?"

When Chen Tao heard Ah Da's address, she looked up at Ah Da displeasedly, "How many times has Brother Qi told you about the problem with your mouth? Why do you have such a short memory?"

"Hey, Chen Tao, can you not be ignorant, I care about you."

A Dalian was bullied by Chen Tao twice, and he became angry. No matter what, he was a leader with subordinates, and the clay figurine had a three-point temper, not to mention being bullied by Chen Tao two or three times.

"Thank you, it's okay." Chen Tao pressed the two-puff cigarette on the wall, stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and asked, "Who is following Fu Ran now?"

Hearing Chen Tao's question to Fu Ran, Ah Da's eyes widened in shock, coughed twice, and asked in disbelief: "Isn't that right, how long have you been taking care of that little thing, and you're so caring?"

Chen Tao looked at Ah Da with warning eyes, and said, "A Da, he is the future master."

"Damn it," Ada looked into Chen Tao's eyes, and finally choked out a dirty word, "I don't know, the person who follows him now is arranged by Mr. alone, and I can't find it."

"I see, thank you." Chen Tao nodded upon hearing the answer, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can on the side, turned and walked towards the gloomy building.

[Zhou Jue: Release the news tomorrow, and then sell the stocks, right? ]

[Fu Ran: ok.jpg]

[Fu Ran: By the way, people from West City.How much do you know? ]

[Zhou Jue: Not many, I knew the Xing family, the Lin family and the Jiang family when I was studying, but I don’t know the others, what’s the matter? ]

Seeing Zhou Jue asking what's wrong, Fu Ran frowned and turned the phone around, then leaned on the arm of the sofa, thinking about whether to ask about the child.

Or forget it, the kid probably figured it out after that day.

After struggling for a while, Fu Ran turned on the phone, replied nothing, and ended the conversation.

Old movies are playing on the projector in the living room, drama movies from the last century, just in time for the number one scholar to pick up other people's leftovers on the ground after his house was ransacked, and he ran into a girl he once liked, Fu Ran clicked off out of boredom, and restarted Look for comedy variety shows in the program list.

'Clap. '

The door was pushed open, Xie Yunzhou walked in, there seemed to be someone outside the door who was carrying something for Xie Yunzhou.

It was completely dark outside, and the rain was pattering on the window. Fu Ran wrapped herself tightly in the plush shawl, jumped off the sofa, and walked towards the door.

The handle of the big umbrella in Qi Shan's hand was still dripping, and the clothes on his body were black, so it was impossible to tell whether it was wet or not, but Xie Yunzhou did not get any rainwater.

Fu Ran quickly took down two folded large flannel towels from the shelf not far away, and handed them to Xie Yunzhou.

Xie Yunzhou glanced at the towel in Fu Ran's hand, then reached out to take his own, and also took the one that Fu Ran wanted to hand to Qi Shan, passed one from his hand, and handed it to Qi Shan.

"Mr. Xie." Qi Shan bowed his head in thanks, put the umbrella outside the door, wiped the handbag clean with a towel, carefully placed it on the table at the entrance, and said, "Sir, do you have any orders?"

"It's nothing, go back."

Qi Shan nodded, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, Qi Shan closed the door carefully, Fu Ran looked at Xie Yunzhou, and pulled the shawl on his body again, thinking that he should care about him, especially since he would go to that family banquet together tomorrow.

Fu Ran poked his finger and asked, "Well...there's ginger tea, why don't I make some for you?"

"Well," Xie Yunzhou changed his shoes, then looked at Fu Ran who was standing still, and asked, "Didn't you say you're going to make ginger tea for me?"

Fu Ran snorted, then dragged the fluffy slippers, and found a large jar of ginger tea that he bought earlier in the cupboard.

Fu Ran who came out with tea happened to see Xie Yunzhou change into his pajamas and come down from upstairs.

Seeing the direction Fu Ran was walking in, Xie Yunzhou obviously wanted to go to his bedroom, so he said, "Put it on the table in the living room."

Fu Ran raised his eyes to look at Xie Yunzhou, said "Oh" reluctantly, turned around with some tea, and went back to the living room.

The projector was still on, and stopped on the page for selecting programs. Fu Ran put down his teacup, turned around and wanted to go back to his room.

"Where are you going?" Xie Yunzhou stopped Fu Ran and asked with a frown.

"Go back to your room, it's getting late now, I just wanted to..." Fu Ran opened his mouth to explain, but Xie Yunzhou interrupted him less than halfway through.

"sit down."