God of Life

"Give me your melon!!!"

He Miaomiao replied quickly and... very directly.

The three exclamation marks made Wang Yan almost laugh out loud.

Ask back: "Watermelon or cantaloupe?"

Huh? !

Have a door? !

He Miaomiao cheered up and typed two words without hesitation: "Watermelon!"

"The watermelon is gone."

faint!

He Miaomiao immediately changed her words: "The cantaloupe is also fine!"

"The cantaloupe is gone too."

boom!

After a loud noise, all the students in the tourism class looked in He Miaomiao's direction, only to see the little fairy lying on the table with her head down, her shoulders twitching.

Little A was startled: "Miao Miao, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay... Hiss... My leg hit the table... Ha!"

He Miaomiao raised her head with a forced smile, her eyes were burning with flames.

Wang Yan, you are dead!

Just as he was furious and typing, the bastard on the other side suddenly sent another message.

"However, I still have two peaches and eight blueberries, which are now in our refrigerator. Do you want to eat them?"

⊙▽⊙Huh? !

Through the screen, He Miaomiao could hear Wang Yan's unhurried tone, and see the bastard's hateful smile as if he had everything under control.

No, I can't give in!

Gritting her teeth and doing mental construction for herself, classmate Miao Miao lowered her head, only to realize that all the reprimands that she typed with great difficulty just now have been deleted...

Dry hands, not me!

He Miaomiao watched helplessly as her fingers refused to obey the command again, typed out two words, and clicked send, her heart was almost dry.

"Want to eat!"

Well, since that's the case, let's just keep up the momentum!

Sent another message.

"Although theoretically you are also a victim, but you are a boy, and you are always so shameless, so I am the only victim, and you should make it up to me!"

Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh, and even planned to tease her again, when he suddenly remembered something.

Casually asked: "You already knew about the forum? Why didn't you take the initiative to find me?"

He Miaomiao replied in surprise: "I can't blame you, why did I look for you?"

Hey, little fairy, do you know how divided you are? !

You still rely on me to make up for it, but you won't be blamed right away?

The feelings are brought up by the elder brother himself, which makes you feel that if you don't knock on it, you will miss a god-given opportunity, right?

First Young Master Wang found the little fairy more and more interesting, so he changed his mind and decided to give her something sweet.

"Okay, I'll go to the library to read after my self-study next night, you can come to me, and you'll get half of the fruit."

"I'll go find you?!"

When he saw the text, the image of He Miaomiao's eyes widening even appeared in Wang Yan's mind.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, First Young Master Wang replied with an expression of "you are happy", and continued to read.

In the classroom, everyone was excitedly discussing how to play and what activities to do at that time, but Wang Yan stayed alone in the corner, the years were quiet and time spent studying.

Well, handsome.

...

After the evening self-study get out of class, the sand sculptures asked Wang Yan, "Brother, are you going back to the dormitory?"

"I'm going to the library, you guys bring me those two peaches and blueberries from the fridge."

After Wang Yan finished speaking, four of the five people secretly looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

"Okay, big brother, you can read at ease, and my brother-in-law will bring you some fruit!"

Ruyu opened her mouth and sold Song Chen, then nodded and bowed respectfully to see her elder brother off.

Wang Yan walked slowly with the book in his arms, and sneered in his heart: Xiao Mian, you are afraid that I will go back to the dormitory and drag you to four guarantees and one, right? !

Brother is not here, you can play as much as you want, right? !

Let me wait for you!

Silently ruthless in his heart but smiling on the surface, brother 303 is getting more and more black-bellied...

Go to the second floor of the library and find a small reading room. After a while, Song Chen came with fruit.

After sitting with him for a while, the little handsome guy couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"Brother Wang, you are so rich, why do you have to work so hard?"

"Huh? Is it very hard?"

Wang Yan looked up in confusion.

Song Chen's eyes were full of disbelief: "Don't fight?!"

"I don't think so." The young master's tone was extremely casual, "Learning is actually quite interesting."

Song Chen couldn't understand at all, the handsome guy is actually a scumbag.

"The textbooks are like heavenly scriptures, how interesting are they?"

Wang Yan thought about it seriously, but didn't respond.

Talking about this with my brother-in-law is basically equivalent to playing the piano with a cow.

Some things can only be understood by experiencing them.

Song Chen actually wanted to ask, but when he saw He Miaomiao approaching from a distance, he immediately stood up obediently.

"Brother Wang, Missy is here to see you, I'm going back to the dormitory to play games with them."

"okay bye bye!"

Song Chen went out through the back door. When He Miaomiao saw it, he immediately understood that Wang Yan must be in that reading room.

He walked over quickly, but when he got to the door, he started dawdling again.

Strolling around, carelessly, flipping through the pages of the magazine, only a few big characters were stuck on the forehead: I am also here to read!

Wang Yan looked at his textbook silently, didn't say anything, didn't look up, just reached out and took out a peach from the transparent plastic bag, and bit it down with a sneer.

The juice overflowed in an instant, revealing the white greasy and reddish flesh, which looked like it was bouncy, fragrant and sweet.

Gudong!

He Miaomiao's eyes were straightened, and she didn't care about shaking slowly, she rushed to Wang Yan's side in a few steps and sat down across the table.

Although there was eagerness in his eyes, He Miaomiao didn't make a move directly, but confirmed it seriously: "Wang Yan, do you count on splitting half of what you said?"

First Young Master Wang finally raised his head, his eyes filled with smiles.

"Of course. Personally, I suggest you eat the blueberries first."

How big can blueberries get?

And there are only eight in total.

He Miaomiao found it hard to understand, and asked bluntly: "What do you think? It's like picking and choosing, but you only bought a few pills?"

I hate it so much, who can eat it?

Wang Yan reminded her with a smile: "You are only half."

"Hmph!" The eldest lady wrinkled her nose and her mouth was hard, "Anyway, I don't like blueberries very much!"

Picking out the one that looked bigger, she wiped it carefully and brought it to her mouth.

The moment you bite down and burst the juice, your eyes shine.

"Wow……"

Sweet and sour, cool Q bomb, delicious!

He Miaomiao seemed to have discovered a new continent, and he kept attacking. In the blink of an eye, all four blueberries went into his stomach, which was very refreshing.

"You really know how to pick fruit? How can it be so delicious?!"

In a large box, Wang Yan only picked out 8 pieces with a score of 85 or above. It is conceivable how rare they are.

Unfortunately, too few.

He Miaomiao looked at the remaining four blueberries and one peach, with a small expression that could be called crying without tears.

"Why do you buy so little?"

Because there are only so many scores above 85.

Wang Yan is a veteran who has personally tasted Wagyu beef with a score of 91, Australian beef with a score of 88, black beef with a score of 83, and non-brand beef below 80. He has a particularly deep understanding of the impact on the score.

A score above 90 and a score below 80 are two different things.

If you have been eating meat with a score of 60 or 70, you can’t imagine the taste of more than 90 points, and you may think: Oh, isn’t that what beef is all about?

It's the same after being stewed, isn't what you eat just the taste of the seasoning?

It's not like that at all.

Meats are limited by cooking skills and the difference may not be particularly noticeable.

As a raw food, the importance of the score will be multiplied.

Those who have eaten the special fruits of their hometown know that the 90% ripe fruits picked in the field are delicious when they are picked and eaten fresh.

Taste it again when you go to other places. Basically, it is picked and packed at 7 ripeness, and the taste is too far away from the "boiled ripe" ones that have been transported over long distances.

7 mature and 9 mature, is the difference between 60 points and 80 points.

Star City does not produce blueberries, they are shipped from the Northeast, and individuals with high scores are basically special cases. Without Wang Yan's cheat, how could He Miaomiao eat such delicious blueberries?

Growing up so big, it was the first time for her to eat such high-quality blueberries, all of which were delicious, and finally realized the charm of this fruit, and fell in love with it instantly.

so……

Why only so few grains? !

Is it too pitiful? !

After staring at the remaining four peaches for a while, she resolutely stretched out her hand to grab that peach.

Wang Yan just ate his own, licked his lips in a good mood, and stood up holding the peach pit.

"I'm going to wash my hands, you look after the house."

"Oh."

He Miaomiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so she responded in a nonchalant manner.

When Wang Yan came back from the bathroom, he found her picking the four blueberries.

One, two, three, four, wiped clean and placed on the table, like soldiers waiting in line.

Hearing Wang Yan's footsteps, she suddenly raised her head: "Wang Yan, can you give me another one? Just one!"

Not only did she have a pitiful expression, but in order to strengthen her tone, she raised another finger.

The slender index finger, which was as white as jade, stood upright in front of Wang Yan's eyes, revealing a healthy blood color under the light, pink and tender.

beautiful hands...

With a body score of 94 and a special score of 94, her details are everywhere, which is really rare.

Coupled with that beautiful face full of pleadings, the lethality is simply explosive.

I'm afraid, it's hard for a man to refuse her little request.

Except for Wang Yan who was cheating.

"Study hard and see how you perform."

First Young Master Wang refused with a smile, simply and neatly.

He Miaomiao was so depressed, her cheeks puffed up, and she became more and more cute.

"You're just... hum!"

She didn't know how to describe Wang Yan anymore. She had been swept away so far with the supernatural skill of acting like a spoiled child.

Of course I feel very frustrated, but I also feel novelty.

So he opened the book angrily, pretending to be flipping through it, and sneaking a glance at the other party from time to time.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that I couldn't understand Wang Yan.

Young Muai is the truth.

It is difficult for young boys to refuse beautiful girls. As long as they have a normal orientation and really think that the other party is beautiful, they will be very tolerant.

No matter how you have to be 25 years old, or even 35 years old, you can subdue the heart ape.

Wang Yan was no exception in character, and would also be affected by hormones.

But the most powerful part of the big hanging B is that...

Wang Yan had extraordinary confidence.

For the normal second generation of Shenhao, if they want to know the best of 99 points, they can only rely on their fate.

If you are unlucky, you may not be able to meet them in your lifetime even if you live in the next-door community.

Wang Dashao knows whoever he wants to know. There is no He Miaomiao with 99 points, but He Huahua and He Caocao with 99 points.

As long as it exists in the world, it can be swept out, and you can meet by chance whenever you want.

Without that sense of urgency, without that strong desire of "I must do something", there will naturally be resistance.

Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, He Miaomiao has attracted countless rich second generations, with the exception of Wang Yan.

And it's not an exception for playing hard to get, it's really bearable.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Gouzi met Liuli in this state, there would be no anchor.

No one can hold on.

Back to the topic, He Miaomiao couldn't guess Wang Yan's hole card, so he felt more and more that the young man in front of him was different from ordinary people.

There are too many extraordinary places, so I don't need to describe them one by one. All in all, I am extremely curious.

Endured and endured, finally could not hold back.

"Wang Yan, why are you working so hard and working so hard?"

I'm dizzy!

First Young Master Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, why is this problem again?

Shaking his head, there was a moment of silence.

He didn't want to answer at first, but in fact, there was something about He Miaomiao that made Wang Yan curious, so he finally looked up.

"One question per person, only three, do you want to play?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

He Miaomiao is in a good mood, and finally doesn't have to look through those magazines she has read long ago!

"OK."

Brother Fugui nodded, and looked at Little Fairy.

"Do you want to ask that question?"

"Ok!"

He Miaomiao nodded heavily, her little expression was almost dead of curiosity.

"Your family is so rich, good-looking, and quite humorous. You have almost everything, so why?"

"Because mastering knowledge and verifying intelligence is itself a very satisfying and fulfilling thing."

Wang Yan either didn't tell the truth, or told the truth.

He Miaomiao didn't understand: "Halo, why do you lack a sense of accomplishment..."

"There is no shortage now."

Wang Yan smiled and continued to speak the truth boldly.

"However, the sense of achievement that can be brought by spending money and flirting with girls is diminishing, and sooner or later it will be reduced to a level of boredom, and there is no limit to surpassing oneself."

He Miaomiao's eyes widened in astonishment, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

In front of me, you just said so bluntly that flirting with girls will be boring in the future, is it really appropriate?

Am I one of your flirts?

No, no, you can't ask this kind of question, as if I'm afraid of you!

Let your horse over here as soon as possible!

Lifting her spirits, she asked again: "Then don't you feel that this is very tiring? Beyond yourself or something..."

"I'm not tired, because I'm not very smart since I was a child. I have experienced the stage of being nothing, so I cherish everything I have now."

Of course you can't talk about systematic things, but you can talk about your true feelings.

Wang Yan really thought so.

It is generally difficult for the lucky winners to have this mentality.

Wang Yan was ripened by one thing after another.

There are chances and coincidences, there is self-improvement, it is difficult to copy, it is rare.

After Wang first finished speaking, he suddenly smiled, with very complicated meanings.

"Actually, if progress can be digitized and seen in real terms, everyone can fall in love with hard work."

He Miaomiao rolled her eyes.

"You're talking the right crap!"

"When I was learning the piano, during the period when I was improving the fastest, I was so interested every day, and I couldn't wait to take the initiative to practice the piano."

"But in the bottleneck period, I can't feel any progress for many days, and my interest will soon be wiped out..."

"Really, who would a normal person know how much progress will be made by reading a book and playing two etudes today?"

I know……

Wang Yan smiled refreshedly.

Although the system does not digitize specific skills, if you read 50 books carefully, you will have a super high chance of getting reading rewards. Isn't that a huge incentive?

A normal Shenhao, even if his assets exceed hundreds of billions or trillions, it is impossible for him to have the mentality of a brother.

Hanging is not the same, don't compare with my brother.

Wang Yan's smile made He Miaomiao feel guilty.

It's over, it seems to be ridiculed by Xueba...

What should I do? !