Chapter 8 Bubble Summer

Hearing the words of the woman who was knocked down, Meng Zhe, who was in a trance, woke up like a dream - what is this woman's identity and what does it have to do with me?

Thinking of this, Meng Zhe quickly stretched out his hand, helped the woman who was knocked down, and said sorry again and again.

"Little guy, when you walk on the street in the future, don't run so fast without looking at the road. It will be very dangerous." The woman who was picked up by Meng Zhe moved her feet, and then waved her hand to indicate that she was not serious. Then, to Meng Zhe's surprise, she didn't scold anything, but said to Meng Zhe in a slightly hoarse voice.

Meng Zhe looked up at the woman in surprise, and then found that the woman who was knocked down by him was actually quite beautiful. The only shortcoming was the lines of her face, which were relatively too strong, and the big wavy curls were completely commensurate with her face shape and temperament.

"Not suitable."

In his mind, Meng Zhe subconsciously used the way of drawing comics to change the hoarse woman with several hairstyles suitable for her, and then compared with the woman's current curly hair. Meng Zhe couldn't help saying such words.

"Little guy, what's not suitable?"

The woman stared at by Meng Zhe did not seem to think that Meng Zhe's behavior was very rude. She was just a little curious about what Meng Zhe's words meant.

Meng Zhe wanted to slap himself very much. How did he say what he thought in his heart? It's all right now - it's obviously rude not to answer anything. Although this rich girl looks quite kind, God knows what will happen to her.

In later generations, Meng Zhe has heard a lot about the rich second generation bullying ordinary people.

So, Meng Zhe could only say, "Hair, sister, your current hair is not suitable."

Hey, pretend to be cute and upright!

Anyway, it's not the first time to pretend. Who let us be only twelve years old now?

"Oh? Well, little guy, what kind of hair do you think is suitable for me, sister?

Meng Zhe's answer made the woman more interested, although she didn't think that Meng Zhe, a little guy, could give her the answer to this question.

To the woman's surprise, Meng Yuan stretched out his hand to her: "Sister, do you have a pen and paper with you?"

"Is it okay to sign a pen and a Japanese notebook?" Looking at Meng Zhe's serious appearance, the woman was stunned at first, and then smiled gently. In her opinion, Meng Zhe's behavior was full of childlike fun, just like the little brother who kissed her most in her family.

Oh, just stay with this cute little guy and go crazy for a while.

That's what the woman thinks.

Meng Zhe nodded and said yes, so the woman took out the signature pen and a small notebook from the bag she carried with her.

When the woman picked up something, Meng Zhe found the LV logo on her bag, LV? Oh, in about a few years, she won't use this brand of bag anymore, will she?

Then, Meng Zhe saw a few neat Chinese characters on the cover of the notebook: "Kong Yu's Garden".

The handwriting is quite big, and the handwriting is not as good as Juanxiu. There is even a sense of iron painting and silver hook between the twists and turns, which is more like the handwriting of a male surname. However, Meng Zhe didn't think so. He thought it should be written by the woman herself.

Her name is Kong Lan?

The characters Lan and Yuan are in traditional Chinese, which means that she should not be from the mainland...

"Little guy, why don't you answer?" When Meng Zhe secretly guessed, the woman had turned the signature pen and the last page and handed it to him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Sister Kong, I'm not paying attention again." Meng Zhe quickly took over and continued to be cute.

"Sister Kong?" The woman looked at Meng Zhe doubtfully, and then thought of something, and said with a smile, "The little guy's eyes are very good. My surname is indeed Kong, and my name is indeed Kong Lan. You peeked at my name. Shouldn't you also report it to yourself?

"Sister Kong, just call me Azhe." Meng Zhe, who casually reported his name, buried his head and began to draw on the notebook with a signature pen. Thinking about it, he added, "As for my surname, we are a family, Sister Kong."

"Are we a family? You...your last name is Kong?!" Kong Lan's voice is still slightly hoarse, but it obviously contains a surprise.

"I let you down, Sister Kong. I'm not Kong." Meng Zhe shook his head and buried himself in painting. He didn't notice the change of Kong Lan's tone.

Isn't his surname Kong?

Why is it still a family?

"My surname is Meng." Meng Zhe was a little proud. After looking up at Kong Lan, he continued to write and draw in the notebook.

Kong Lan was stunned, but then she figured out what Meng Zhe meant: the originator of Confucianism was Confucius, and the one who inherited and carried forward Confucius was Mencius, so the two were collectively known as Confucius and Mencius, and later generations also had the sayings of "Confucian Articles" and "Confucian Family".

"So that's it. We are really a family." After thinking about it, Kong Lan was not annoyed. She generously reached out and touched Meng Zhe's head and said, "Interesting, Xiaozhe, will you be my younger brother in the future?"

Can you recognize a cheap sister by making a joke? And she is a well-off sister?

If it is a different person, after peeping into Kong Lan's financial resources, he will definitely hit the snake with the stick and recognize this sister.

But Meng Zhe didn't recognize the idea of Sister Kong Lan at all. He just drew it in a serious notebook. It was not until he drew three heads with different hairstyles that he stopped and smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay!" Meng Zhe turned the notebook in his hand and handed it to Kong Lan.

Kong Lan spread out her notebook and began to look at it carefully, and Meng Zhe also accidentally saw the back cover of the notebook. There was such a line of English: 'Wycombe-Abbey-School'.

What kind of school does it seem to be?

For foreign schools, Meng Zhe, who didn't have much research, quickly looked away. Then because of the position he stood, he saw Kong Lan's white straight calf looming under the skirt because the corner of the skirt was blown by the breeze. Oh, and the black silk socks that tied half of the calf... controlled the teenager's body. It is no longer the soul of a mature man, but a hormone that accelerates secretion.

"Brother, your painting skills are very good." Although Meng Zhe didn't agree just now, Kong Lan seemed to have identified this younger brother, and Meng Zhe's painting surprised her even more - although the three avatars painted by Meng Zhe had a taste of Q version, the smooth lines and light and shadow accurately captured the characteristics of Kong Lan's appearance, which made people know at a glance that it was her instead of Others.

Three avatars have different styles of hairstyles.

The first one is the straight hair with a shawl cut diagonally.

The second one is Mikoto Misaka, who is respected as the 'Gunjie', with a short hair with a similar hairstyle.

The third is short hair with exposed ears, to be precise, explosive short hair.

"The first kind of long hair can cover your cheeks with the help of hair, which will make it seem that you are very feminine; the second kind of sister Kong, if you leave, it reveals the beauty of both men and women; the third kind, with your temperament of Sister Kong, is the hairstyle of a strong woman."

Meng Zhe, who was frightened by Kong Lan's slightly hoarse voice, was afraid that Kong Lan would find himself peeping at his beautiful legs, and explained without falling.

Help you design three hairstyles for free, just hit you and make amends; as for peeping at beautiful legs or something, just pretend that it hasn't happened... If you don't answer, I'll take it as your acquiescence.

Meng Zhe said to himself in his heart.

Several children waved the soapy water in a small bottle, held a plastic toy blowing bubbles and cheered past Meng Zhe. Under the summer sun, colorful bubbles flew all over the sky.

Through a big bubble floating in front of him, Meng Zhe was surprised to see Kong Lan standing diagonally in front of him, and his cheeks softened into a strange but beautiful appearance, just like his beloved wife when he was dying.

"Don't go." Meng Zhe stretched out his hand with tears in his eyes.

Poo--

The bubbles were broken and turned into teardrops...

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