Chapter 23

Su Qianmian sat in a daze. When the mobile phone rang, Su Qianmian picked it up and looked at it. It was Hang Yanqian's.

In high school, they and Shen Cheng were very good friends.

Hang Yanqian, who was disappointed in love, started watching "Naruto" again. After watching it all night, she saw the last breath of the three generations working hard for Muye Village. She cried with tears, dragging a thick nasal sound, and intermittently talking about how the third generation of Naruto was.

Hang Yanqian has a good relationship with a boy. She thought everything could be done, but she didn't expect that the man to get along well with other women. Su Qianmian naturally knew about this, but he didn't know that the outbreak of Hang Yanqian's feelings was not a beat and a beat, but a week later that she vented it by watching Naruto.

In junior high school, Su Qianmian was also very fascinated by Naruto. At that time, it was a satellite TV station. He went home every afternoon and waited for the broadcast at six o'clock. It's just that Su's father can't understand her mood and always drives her to school.

Up to now, she is still impressed by the ending song at that time. That kind of rhythm seems to be the mark of home, the warm room, the food cooked by her mother, her father's gloomy face, and Su Qianmian, who wants to watch the cartoon.

Hang Yanqian's loud nose blowing pulled back Su Qianmian's thoughts.

"Uh-huh, three generations are the best, charitable and peaceful, and try their best to protect Muye." Su Qianmian agreed after listening to Hang Yanqian's long speech.

"Ah? I want a boxed lunch. You can choose whatever you want. Oh! I don't eat eggplant." After saying to her roommate who was going down to buy food, Hang Yanqian said to her mobile phone again, "Qianqian, what are you talking about?"

Su Qianmian's face was covered with black lines: "I said, go to hell."

After venting, Hang Yanqian was obviously in a better mood. She sucked her nose and asked, "Qianqian, I heard that you are going to compete with your school beauty? What kind of competition?"

Su Qianmian looked at the huge moat through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, flowing eastward, and said lightly, "Oh, it's nothing. What she said at that time made me very angry, so I was impulsive. Impulse is the devil. I regret it now. I really want to admit defeat directly.

Hang Yanqian was silent for a moment and asked, "Why?"

"Well... She is such an excellent person, shining brightly. If she has something to do with her, she will definitely become the object of public opinion again. I can't afford it. Besides... I can't win either. It's quite boring." She shrugged her shoulders, and the wind was light.

Hang Yanqian was silent and said, "Well, as long as you are happy, I support it. But Qianqian, alas, forget it, let's not talk about it.

Su Qianmian smiled, that is, it's annoying to talk too much.

After hanging up the phone, Su Qianmian sat on the sofa to watch "Wang's Eunuchs". She can't watch it when she goes back to school tomorrow. You should know that watching it on TV is different from watching it on the Internet.

When Xun Mochen came back, the light in the living room was on. The orange light was sprinkled on the leaves outside the window through the soft curtains, which looked particularly warm in the dark.

When I walked into the courtyard, I heard the sound of commercials on TV. It seemed that it was a brand of shampoo, which made people smell the fragrance after bathing.

The luxurious Maybach slowly drove into the garage, the black shiny leather shoes stepped out of the door, the slender figure walked to the villa, and his white fingers locked the car back.

Xun Mochen entered the door and saw Su Qianmian, who was wearing a jingle cat's home uniform, curled up on the sofa, with his curved back thin and thin.

Xun Mochen stared at Su Qianmian, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

Xiaohei looked up at Xun Mochen, said hello, buried his head in Su Qianmian's arm again, and fell asleep.

He threw the car keys aside, took off his coat as he walked, loosened his tie, and stretched his legs to sit on the adult sofa next to Su Qianmian. He sank in and let out a relaxed moan.

Then he closed his eyes and did not move, as if he was very tired outside. Finally, he could take off his mask and breathe.

In less than half a minute, Xun Mochen opened his eyes, got up and bent down, threw Xiao Hei, who was climbing on Su Qianmian's body aside, picked up Su Qianmian, put it in her bedroom, and turned out a thicker quilt to cover her.

Doing everything well, Xun Mochen stood in the dark and looked at Su Qianmian in a daze. Then he sat next to her, her bony fingers skimmed her forehead, and the cold fingers made Su Qianmian subconsciously shrink in, but Xun Mochen did not forgive her. He slowly slipped through the bridge of her nose, and her face finally stopped at her lips.

The room without lights is dark, and the time seems to be particularly long.

Su Qianmian turned over impatiently.

Xun Mochen took a deep breath and then slowly spit it out. Get up and walk out.

Su Qianmian turned over again, and then fell off the bed with a plop at the moment when Xun Mochen was about to walk out of the door.

Xun Mochen looked at Su Qianmian lying on the ground, covered his face with one hand, and his shoulders trembled violently. Obviously, he was laughing.

Su Qianmian rubbed his buttocks with his eyes closed and got up from the ground and asked in a daze, "Are you back?"

In fact, Su Qianmian is not like the heroine of the TV series who can't wake up in the arms of the hero. When Xun Mochen hugged her, she woke up, but she had been pretending.

When Xun Mochen's fingers stopped on her lips, she clearly felt her heart beating like a drum, and even felt that the whole room was full of this bang bang sound and was worried about being known by Xun Mochen.

After a long guess, the moment when the result is finally coming to an end.

The ancients said that he was angry, and then he was exhausted. If Xun Mochen didn't say anything about kissing, she would probably accept it calmly, and did not dislike that he had millions of family businesses all day long, and then asked him... some questions he wanted to ask.

But after three seconds, she began to be scared to death.

Xun Mochen finally left, and she began to be irritable again, so she turned over, turned over, and finally turned to the ground.

At this moment, Su Qianmian felt that it was too humiliating. He simply risked it, pulled the quilt and lay it on **. He said angrily, "Just laugh at me as much as you want. Maybe you can laugh out of your abdominal muscles."

"I didn't come back yesterday. Are you afraid to be alone at home?" Xun Mochen asked with a smile.

Su Qianmian said, "How about Wang Lu? Does it look good?" After saying that, I felt that what I said was inappropriate. I wanted to make up for something, but my head was full of paste and I couldn't think of anything.

Xun Mochen looked at Su Qianmian quietly and said, "It's cute."

Su Qianmian had the illusion that Xun Mochen was praising himself, but she knew that he was talking about Wang Lu.

Xun Mochen said, "She also participated in the National College Student Novel Competition and is very talented. Yesterday, I talked about her thoughts this time and asked me what I thought.

Su Qianmian said, "What do you think?"

"It's the same as her own appearance, which is very good."

Su Qianmian bowed her head and felt unwilling and disappointed. Thinking of Professor Huo's words, she felt even more uncomfortable.

She and Wang Lu have known each other since the first day of school. She knows that Wang Lu has always been an excellent person, dazzling and shining. No one will not be attracted to her.

When I looked for Professor Huo Haiying the next day, the scene repeated yesterday, and it was still the same on the third day.

When a large number of books and newspapers were piled up in Su Qianmian's room, and the manuscript paper was scattered all over the ground, like a night's goose feather snow covering the floor, tables and chairs, but he still couldn't pinch the world made of pink and jade in his heart, Su Qianmian was extremely depressed.

After listening to all the songs of Zuo Xiaozu'szhou without sleeping all night, Su Qianmian gave a manuscript to Professor Huo Haiying with dark circles under his eyes, wrinkled like a will.

This time, Professor Huo Haiying looked at it very seriously and even became very excited, but after reading it, he gave a desperate answer: "There are some philosophical meanings, but the story is not good, and it must be changed."

Su Qianmian opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Professor Huo Haiying said, "There is no reason, but no."

Looking at Su Qianmian, whose eyes were a little wet, Professor Huo Haiying comforted, "You have made great progress, and the meaning you want to express is also very good. If you change the story, I believe it will be more appropriate."

Su Qianmian took the manuscript, said nothing more, and turned around and left.

Mr. Liu in the same office couldn't bear it and said, "How old is she? Will you be too strict with her?"

Professor Huo Haiying did not answer her question directly, but asked a question that seemed to be completely unreliable: "Do you know who her father is?"

Mr. Liu leaned over from the opposite table and said, "Who?"

"Su Yuanqing."

Mr. Liu grew up and said, "That gentleman?!" She whispered, as if she was afraid of being heard.

Professor Huo nodded: "Su Qianmian's article this time is a novel about a literary giant who went to prison for intentional homicide..."

Before Professor Huo finished speaking, Mr. Liu took a deep breath. I believe that if she hadn't been deliberately restrained, she would have screamed.

"Various magazines and websites reported the life of the literary giant, telling how gentle and pure he was. The entertainment tendency began to favor the giant, and the case pointed to another literary man who had been jealous of the giant.

However, without strong evidence, public sympathy cannot be the basis for the reversal of the case. After interspersed with all kinds of public opinion encountered by the giant and his family, the master chose to commit suicide. On the day of death, the giant's fish tank was overturned by a cat, and the goldfish jumped on the ground several times, and gradually lost its life.

In his last letter to the world, the master said: I have devoted my life to the research and creation of literature. As a public figure, I maintain the image of kindness, justice, self-discipline and all other justice in front of the crowd, but I have never understood what kind of person I am. From the first and second trials, I have always refused to admit that I have killed people, but if one day, I admit it, will you think I'm just for a lighter treatment, or have I really done such a thing? Will I keep it in your heart or break up in an instant? Tragedy often starts with words. I still don't know how to see through lies and how to see through the heart behind lies. What is real and what is illusory? Who can see the boundary between this truth and illusory vision? What you see, maybe it's just a phantom in your mind.

Huo Haiying looked at the stunned teacher Liu and said, "What do you think?"

"This is simply... I don't understand her intention at all. This is not a very positive theme idea.

Huo Haiying nodded: "This is the best curse: doubt. It provokes the insecurity and dark side of people's hearts.

Mr. Liu frowned and stopped talking.

"I'm going to Australia next month. I don't know if I'll come back. In those years, I was in the same class with Lao Su in high school. Seeing that he was suffering such a disaster, it was not helpful. The couple left such a daughter and left. My old classmate had to help take care of her. It doesn't matter whether Su Qianmian can win the prize or not. I prefer to touch her temper and then grind it.

A long and memory-filled smile appeared on Professor Huo's face: "It seems that this little girl is not as simple as we think."