Chapter 112: I like
Chapter 112 I like it
Nanhuang looked at Rong Wuye's deep expression, and couldn't help feeling more pain in her heart. "I vent my anger on your behalf."
"No, I won't get your hands dirty."
Master Rong Wu said: "She provokes the relationship between you and me, I will not let her go. Yang Bo. Starting today, all business of the Fu family will be cut off. Throw Fu Ya back to the Fu family. You know what to say. "
Yang Bo indifferently pulled up the crying woman on the ground, "Miss Fu, come with me."
"No, fifth brother, you can't, you can't treat me like this! I know I'm wrong, and I won't dare, never dare!"
Master Rong Wu lazily did not respond, Yang Bo dragged him away.
In the dim room, the woman in the mural smiled gently.
Rong Feng has never smoked a single cigarette since she came in, and even her language is much more civilized.
He leaned on the sofa, his eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The two of them stayed in this position for more than half an hour before Rong Feng spoke up: "Little guy, is there anything else you're unhappy about? Tell me, I've solved it all today."
Nanhuang raised her head and looked at him.
The man said: "Conflicts can't stay overnight, or you won't sleep well at night."
"..."
Nanhuang thought for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth: "There is one more thing, not really unhappy, but a little concerned and confused."
Master Rong raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head and asked her: "The score of today's calligraphy competition, isn't it?"
Nanhuang raised her head and nodded.
Rong Wuye said: "Actually, you should win."
Nanhuang looked at him in surprise.
Only then did Fifth Master Rong feel that he had done something wrong. "I owe you an apology. I'm out of my mind today."
After finishing speaking, he said: "You and I will go to school together."
Nanhuang stared at his face for a while, he was still immersed in his mother's sorrow, but he still wanted to resolve her little doubt.
Nanhuang felt that her doubts were really irrelevant, so she said: "Forget it, I don't really care about winning or losing. I'm not angry anymore."
Master Rong Wu smiled and said, "Let's go to school together."
Master Rong Wu and Nanhuang drove to the school. Now the school has passed the curfew time and the school gate is closed. Fifth Master Rong went forward and talked to the guard for a while before he was allowed to enter the campus.
After arriving at school, he led her to walk in the quiet campus.
On the campus after 11:00, there was no one except the dim lights on the road.
Walking on the quiet road, there was nothing but the chirping of insects, and the bright moonlight stretched the shadows of the two people very long.
With the cool breeze blowing, Nanhuang felt a little cold, so Master Rong took off his suit and wrapped it up for her.
His clothes still had his body temperature, and Nanhuang's face was slightly rosy.
His big hand held her small hand tightly, and led her to the studio in the school.
The studio is on the third floor of the teaching building. After borrowing the key, Mr. Fifth Rong opened the door of the studio and turned on the incandescent lamp.
The white lights are bright, and the words written by the students during the day are still on the desks in the classroom.
"Come, find out the two characters of you and Xi Jing."
Nanhuang nodded, stepped forward, and searched for these two words with Master Rong Wu.
I didn’t have many words during the day, so I found them quickly, and Fifth Master Rong took out Nanhuang and Xi Jing’s words and put them on it.
Nanhuang then began to look at her and Xi Jing's handwriting.
Master Rong Wu said with a smile: "The two of you have different font styles. Xi Jing's is more neat and bold, while yours is unrestrained. It really doesn't look like a girl's font, but I like it very much."
Master Rong Wu continued: "If you judge according to my personal preference, my little guy must get full marks."
Nanhuang looked at Xi Jing's words, and understood the meaning of Rong Wuye: "But, in terms of neatness, I am a little worse than Xi Jing, right? So the standard score, my score is indeed 9.3 points."
After understanding the scoring rules, Nanhuang calmed down.
Master Rong Wu walked over and hugged Nanhuang from behind, "Nanhuang, you can still be angry. After all, if I wasn't sulking and jealous, you would definitely get a higher score."
Nanhuang was not angry at all.
Rong Wuye was next to her ear, and continued: "I have nothing to do with other women. The score I gave you is obviously harsh. It's because I have been jealous all day... Forgive me, huh?"
She laughed softly.
"My handwriting is not good-looking, Fifth Master laughed at me."
"It's actually pretty good." He said softly.
Fifth Master Rong stared at her sideways again: "Aren't you angry?"
Nanhuang shook her head.
Rong Wuye confirmed: "Is it really not angry anymore?"
Nanhuang laughed and said, "It's not that I can't afford to lose. And writing is not something I'm good at."
She was angry before because she thought that Fifth Master Rong had deliberately scored this way for Fu Ya, so she was angry.
Now I know it was because of myself...
And the score is actually quite standard. Xi Jing's handwriting is indeed not bad, and he is indeed an admirable opponent.
She is not angry at all now.
"Don't talk nonsense, the little thing's characters are extremely cute."
"…"cute? ? ?
Rong Wuye tickled her nose, "It's really pretty. Let's take this picture back and frame it."
Nanhuang was speechless. "What's so good about this?"
"I like it." After finishing speaking, Fifth Master Rong seemed worried that Nanhuang would not believe it, so he added, "I really like it!"
Nanhuang burst out laughing.
Rolled up the words and took them back, turned off the incandescent lights, and turned off the classrooms. Two people are walking on campus.
After all the contradictions were explained smoothly, Nanhuang was in a calm mood, and walking at night was much sweeter.
"I'm not young, I'm 25. After graduation, I haven't walked this way for many years." Rong Wuye held her hand and said nostalgicly, "It feels very different to walk with you."
"Yes." Nanhuang replied.
"You still have a game tomorrow. Are you ready?" Rong Wu asked.
Nanhuang's next competition is a painting competition.
Nanhuang smiled and said, "I'm ready."
Master Rong curled his lips: "I'm looking forward to it."
It's too late now, if I go back to Xie's house again, I'm worried that I will disturb the Xie's family.
Rong Wu took Nanhuang back to the vineyard.
Nanhuang changed into her pajamas and sat on the soft bed to turn on her mobile phone. Mr. Rong Wu was cleaning himself in the bathroom beside him.
Nanhuang casually logged into the International Science and Technology Network and saw the reply from fan Sha Feng.
After reading one by one, there is a new message.
Sha Feng: Senior Huang Tian, can I ask you any questions in the future?
The displayed time is ten o'clock in the evening.
Nanhuang raised the corners of her lips and smiled, still with the mentality of taking care of the younger generation.
She replied.
Huang Tian: Yes. Can.
No other content will be returned.
In a bedroom of the Mo family, the boy Mo Shafeng stared at his phone for a long time.
He was not there when Tiantian God sent the message, which caused him to miss the opportunity to chat and also miss the opportunity to meet.
He didn't want to miss it at night.
But he waited and waited but failed.
...Maybe Huangtian God will not be online today.
Mo Shafeng couldn't stand it any longer, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After he fell asleep, the phone lighted up slightly. In the dark night, a few words popped up on the bright screen of the phone.
"Huang Tian: Yes. Yes."
(end of this chapter)