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Chapter 43 The plot is wrong

Yuanyuan, who was holding back her tears, finally shook her head.

In fact, she does not reject the help of others, but before tonight, she and Zhang Xiaojian and Zhang Xiaojian's friends are really unfamiliar, so how can she be embarrassed to take the money?

Although she may not be familiar with her now, she understands that these people in front of her are all people who sincerely want to help her.

Then this money shouldn't even be taken.

Because borrowing money is always her own business, she made at least one mistake in this matter-seeing the wrong person.

She didn't want to dilute these costs by borrowing money, because it was her own fault and she wanted to bear it, so she shook her head, but said, "Thank you, but I am already an adult..."

So the balcony fell into silence.

Yuanyuan raised her face and said softly but awkwardly: "I don't want to refuse your kindness, but since I know that you are all friends who want to help me, I can't accept it anymore. I am really moved. But I think I can solve this problem. I am not very good at talking, and I don’t know if you can understand what I said..."

Speaking of this, Ye Mozhu stretched out a hand and held her hand.

For the first time, Zhang Xiaojian carefully looked at the girl in front of him who could only be regarded as a delicately dressed and extremely ordinary girl, and suddenly felt that the words Xiangyouxinsheng had some truth.

He said: "We understand, then this matter will not be mentioned."

Wang Wan'er didn't understand, she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Su Yu.

Zhang Xiaojian turned his head and said to Ye Mozhu, "By the way, how did you make the soup you made today? It's delicious too."

This is obviously an awkward chat, which relieves the sentimental atmosphere on the balcony now. Zhang Xiaojian does not like sentimental.

Although the turning point was blunt, Ye Mozhu still replied: "Then I will do it for you often in the future."

So the lyrical atmosphere turned into a charming atmosphere.

Everyone looked at Ye Mozhu, this time the turning point was not awkward, but it was enough to gossip.

Zhang Xiaojian obviously didn't expect Ye Mozhu to say such a straightforward sentence, and it was inevitable that he was a little nervous.

After blurting out, Ye Mozhu also noticed something was wrong. She noticed a lot of eyes looking at herself, so her pretty face blushed: "I just want to thank Brother Xiaojian, I think I can cook too, so, so... ."

The more I talk, the more I can't go on, the more I talk, the more red my face.

It's not that Ye Mozhu really has a ghost in his heart, but the eyes of the few people headed by Bai Yang are too burning.

Zhang Xiaojian knows Ye Mozhu best among these people.

He understood that Ye Mozhu could do his best to donate 500,000 yuan to save Li Mingzhi's life and help Yuanyuan, but he thought about the simple purpose of cooking more food for himself in the future.

But he also understands that others certainly don't understand that this purpose is pure and not pure.

So Zhang Xiaojian had to change the subject again, and he artificially stretched his waist: "That Baiyang, did the express delivery go smoothly today?"

Bai Yang drank a sip of beer: "Your topic is too blunt."

Gao Qingsong despised: "It's more than blunt and embarrassing."

Su Yu: "It's more than embarrassing, it should be said that there is nothing to look for."

Wang Wan'er: "It's more than nothing to look for..." Then she held back for a long time: "Forget it, I can't find a suitable adjective."

Then everyone laughed, and continued to lean back in their chairs and look up at the sky, waiting for night to fall, and waiting for the stars to shine.

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That night, it was the first time that seven young people gathered together to look up at the starry sky, chatting constantly and laughing.

In the end, a beer can was left on the balcony on the second floor, and Gao Qingsong asked to drive Su Yu and Wang Wan'er home.

Yuanyuan may have drunk a little too much because of her mood problems. Although she only has three cans of beer, it seems to be the most drunk in her life.

Zhang Xiaojian called a car and drove them back to the bedroom with Bai Yang.

Back home again, Bai Yang helped Zhang Xiaojian clean up the second floor and found a black cross-bag on the table.

Zhang Xiaojian recognized this cross bag: "It belongs to Yuanyuan."

"Forget about it, and send it back when you have time."

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when do you have time?

The answer is the next morning.

Because he wanted to help Zhang Xiaojian buy things for his new home, Bai Yang asked for leave again today. I think those colleagues who are rushing to send orders will be a little relieved.

Gao Qingsong also came to report very early, but the more he looked at his Land Rover, the more irritable he was, and his thoughts about changing cars were almost reaching his throat.

But before going to the Furniture City, the three of them drove to the gate of the division. Yuanyuan's bag had to be returned earlier, after all, even the mobile phone was in it.

I sent a WeChat message to tell Ye Mozhu that he had arrived.

Bai Yang, who was sitting in the co-pilot of Xiaoju, suddenly thought: "Xiaojian, do you remember my dream?"

Zhang Xiaojian was slightly surprised: "It's early in the morning, are you sure?"

Bai Yang nodded solemnly, opened the door and ran into a warehouse not far away. He bought three bottles of water, but they weren't for drinking. They were mineral water, ice tea, and Red Bull.

Zhang Xiaojian asked again: "Are you sure?"

Bai Yang said firmly: "Get off the car!"

Zhang Xiaojian pushed the car door helplessly, and got into the Land Rover co-pilot behind him.

Here Gao Qingsong watched Bai Yang put mineral water, ice black tea, and Red Bull on the roof of Xiaoju's car, and asked, "Which one is Bai Yang going to make trouble?"

Zhang Xiaojian covered his forehead and said: "I don't know where he heard it, saying that rich people drove a luxury car to the entrance of the university, put three kinds of water at different prices, and some student girls would take the initiative to get in."

Gao Qingsong didn't understand what it meant: "Then?"

Zhang Xiaojian had to continue: "Three types of water represent three different prices..."

Gao Qingsong suddenly realized: "Why don't I know such a coquettish thing?"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled bitterly: "Every time he drank too much, he would tell me about this. He always insisted that it was his dream. Today he finally had a chance...so..."

Gao Qingsong's eyes widened: "Don't tell me, maybe it's really successful, it's kind of reliable."

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and cursed: "Reliable, your uncle~~!"

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Bai Yang sat nervously in Xiao Ju's driving position.

Although he knows that what he heard from the hearsay may not be true, he can still fulfill his wish by trying it.

So, one minute passed and no one came to get water.

Although many people pass by Xiaoju, they will be attracted.

Five minutes later, no one took water.

Bai Yang pondered for a while, this matter should have been made up at the beginning.

Ten minutes passed, and finally a girl looked at Xiaoju from a distance for a long time.

Although she was hidden in the crowd inconspicuously, she was discovered by the keen Bai Yang.

When she was wondering if she would come over and take a bottle of water and sit in the co-pilot, Bai Yang found out that there were many male students at the entrance of the Normal University.

And the number is gradually increasing, they stand still, look at Xiaoju, look at themselves.

Uh?What's happening here?

Bai Yang pushed the car door and got out of the car, and found that for a moment he seemed to be the most beautiful cub at the school gate, and countless eyes focused on him at the same time.

Then more people began to gather, and they were surrounded by Xiaoju and Land Rover.

As soon as Bai Yang hit his eyes, there were more than two hundred people.

And everyone is tall and big, and occasionally a few of them are stronger than themselves.

Did not wait to ask.

Too late to ask.

I don’t know who in the crowd yelled: "It's them!"

Then the two hundred strong men began to close together.

Bai Yang was stunned.

No, I'm waiting for the girl...

Why did you wait for more than two hundred strong men...

The plot is wrong...