Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

"Ah, why is yours different from mine!" Jian Shuang spread out his book and held it to Yang Wei. "Why are you still happy every day! There are smiles and smiles!"

Yang Wei was also surprised. Not only did she add a few more characters, but even the four characters of octopus balls, the short version is also the short version, and hers is obviously the deluxe version.

"Why! You tell me why this is!" Jane Shuang held Yang Wei's hand angrily, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.Yang Wei erred and said with a smile: "Maybe I am the 100th, so there is special service?"

"The twenty-fifth is almost the same!" Jian Shuang covered his heart, a look that was about to end.

Yang Wei handed over the book he had in hand: "This is for you."

Jian Shuang came back to life in an instant: "Vivier, you really love me! Go, I invite you to eat seafood!"

At the end of the signing meeting, the organizer warmly invited octopus balls to dinner together, but was rejected.The fans followed the octopus balls all the way until he got in the car, but he still couldn't see him take off the mask.

Fang Chengran leaned back on the chair, took off the mask on his face, and shook his wrist to relax.The editor sitting in the front row looked back at him and asked, "Where is Da Da now?"

"Go home, my hand is almost broken."

The editor blinked and asked diligently: "Do I need to help you rub it? Free."

Fang Chengran smiled slightly at her: "No, thank you."

The editor covered his heart: "Awow, I can't help but I can't help it."

Fang Chengran was too lazy to speak.

The editor said: "If you show your face, your fans will grow exponentially."

"At that time I will change to another editor."

The editor shut up.

The car stopped at the door of Fang Chengran's house. After getting out of the car, he entered the door without looking back.In the kitchen, he poured himself a cup of coffee. As soon as he walked to the living room, he heard Liang Minghao come down from the upstairs.

"Uncle, are you back? What about the signing?"

Fang Chengran thought of Yang Wei and gently ticked the corner of his mouth: "It's good."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Liang Minghao quickly handed the paper in his hand: "The teacher asked the parents to sign."

Fang Chengran took the test paper and glanced at Liang Minghao: "87 points? Whose IQ did you inherit?"

Liang Minghao pouted: "Probably yours."

"When I was in elementary school, I hadn't scored 87 points in math." Fang Chengran picked up the pen on the table and signed the name quickly.Liang Minghao took the test paper and stuffed it into his bag without reading it.

The next morning, before the start of the self-study, the representatives of the math class collected all the papers signed on the weekend.Mr. Luo sat in the office to see everyone’s mistakes. When turning to Liang Minghao’s test paper, he turned to Yang Wei by the window and shouted, “Mr. Yang, come and see.”

"What's wrong?" Yang Wei gave him a puzzled look.

Teacher Luo held Liang Minghao's test paper and said to her: "What do you think Liang Minghao signed on the paper?"

Yang Wei walked over to pick up the test paper and glanced, his expression changed subtly.

Although the handwriting of the signature was very sloppy, she recognized what it was because she had only seen it yesterday.

Octopus balls.