I created a prosperous entertainment world

Han Shuang felt that the entire Mingyang school had been deceived, so where was Miao Quan the cold goddess?

Is it clearly a chatterbox?

It's just as good as Lin Fei!

From growth experience to student career, from family to love view, from music to piano history...

Along the way, she pulled Han Shuang and asked non-stop.

She didn't calm down until she walked into a clothing store.

Miao Quan was choosing clothes inside, and Han Shuang was thinking about how to advise her not to buy them...

She didn't bring the money, so she must have helped her advance first, but what if she doesn't cheat?

Could it be that I took off her clothes?

"Han Shuang, how do you think of this dress?"

Miao Quan shouted at Han Shuang in a red and white plaid dress.

Han Shuang shook her head: "It's not very good, I feel the style is a bit old."

Miao Quan was a little discouraged.

After a while, she held an elegant milky white embroidered dress to ask Han Shuang for advice.

Han Shuang still shook her head: "I personally feel that the color is not very good."

Miao Quan brought another crepe shirt dress.

"The middle row of buttons is not very good..."

"It's so old, I feel like it's worn by older people..."

"This is even worse! The price...the format is wrong."

Han Shuang was looking for trouble one after another, and even the waiter next to her couldn't stand it anymore. She said angrily: "Classmate, we are a clothing store, not a computer program, why are we still involved in the format? Beautiful girl, listen to me, try it on, it will definitely make your boyfriend look at you with admiration!"

Miao Quan did not explain this title, but walked into the fitting room with a dress, with the corners of his mouth raised high.

When she came out of the fitting room, the entire clothing store seemed to have become brighter.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

Not only the staff in the clothing store, but even the customers who bought clothes were staring at Miao Quan in unison, all with amazement.

After being stared at by so many gazes, Miao Quan was a little shy and looked at Han Shuang and asked, "Han Shuang, what do you think of this?"

Although he didn't want to pay for her, Han Shuang had to admit that this light pink Georgette long dress was really amazing when worn on Miao Quan!

The design of the scarf collar makes her neck look longer, the embroidery embellishments on the hem add more elegant temperament, and the light pink color makes her girlish aura come out!

Advanced but not lacking in distance!

Luxury and purity coexist!

At this moment, she seemed to be the princess who walked out of the palace!

"Well, there are still some flaws. If you like it, then... just buy it!"

When paying, Han Shuang was bleeding!

Mother!

Three thousand eight!!

Not a discount at all!

What a fucking store!

When he walked out of the clothing store, Miao Quan was in a good mood: "Han Shuang, after I won the prize in this competition, I will repay you again."

Han Shuang nodded: "But don't forget! Let's add the contact information and just click on me to the card..."

Miao Quan gave him a blank look, feeling dissatisfied with his eagerness to ask for money.

Han Shuang seemed to have not seen it and said straight away: "I have bought all the clothes, let's go! I'll take you home."

Miao Quan was a little disappointed and pouted, "Don't watch movies anymore?"

"I have something to do when I go back!"

"Oh well."

Just as I was about to stop a car for rent, I was stopped by Miao Quan.

“I don’t take a rent.”

Han Shuang Daqi: "Why?"

Miao Quan didn't explain, but just shook his head hard: "I won't sit."

Han Shuang looked helpless: "Then is your home far away from this?"

“At Citron International.”

Han Shuang walked into a store and learned that Citron International was eight kilometers away, and he looked speechless.

But Miao Quan looked excited.

Comfort Han Shuang, "Eight kilometers are not very far away! You can save dozens of dollars in bus fare after walking in two hours!"

Well, Han Shuang admitted that it was the last sentence that touched him.

"Why don't you like to rent? It's unhygienic?"

When asked this, Han Shuang found that Miao Quan's face turned pale, and there was a hint of horror in the depths of her eyes.

Although I don't know what she has experienced, it must be a terrible thing.

Han Shuang changed her words in time: "I just asked casually, you don't need to answer."

After a while, Miao Quan breathed a sigh of relief, and a forced smile appeared on her face, trying to calm her tone, saying casually: "The first time I took a taxi was when I was seventeen years old, and then... I was robbed with a knife."

Han Shuang stopped and looked at her incrediblely and said, "So unlucky?"

Miao Quan was stunned for a moment.

This incident left a heavy shadow in her heart. The fear of facing death made her afraid to go out alone for the next two years.

Whenever I think of it, she will tremble involuntarily.

The psychologist concluded that severe generalized anxiety disorder.

After two years of medication and psychological counseling, she barely got out.

However, when Han Shuang learned about it, she only used the word "unlucky" to easily introduce it.

It seemed as if in his opinion, such a life-and-death matter was as ordinary as falling down while walking and losing money when going out, and it was no big deal.

"You... have been robbed?"

Han Shuang nodded with a casual expression: "Yes, more than once!"

Miao Quan was stunned, “Really?”

"Of course it's true! The first time was my second year of work. When I got home from get off work in the evening, I was pulled to a remote place by an unscrupulous taxi driver, and then took away all the 865 yuan from me. In the end, I walked back.

The second time was in my fourth year of work. I was jumped by a fairy and my bank card was snatched away, with nearly 10,000 yuan in it!”

Seeing that Han Shuang was very calm, Miao Quan asked inquisitively: "Aren't you afraid at that time?"

"It's okay, mainly because I'm not afraid of death."

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Han Shuang said sadly: "Yes. At that time, I was really not afraid of death, and I even felt that death might not be a kind of relief."

After a while, Miao Quan suddenly reached out to hit Han Shuang and said angrily: "You liar! You are only a sophomore, how could you have been working for four years?"

Han Shuangxiao didn't explain.

Miao Quan rubbed closer to Han Shuang again, and his eyebrows were curved and said, "Do you want to enlighten me and say so on purpose?"

"You said yes."

"Hmph! Even the instructors don't know how to speak! His tone is still hard..."

.....

It took two hours to say it was fast or not, and it was slow or not.

I thought it would be boring, but with a super beauty like Miao Quan nagging in my ears, Han Shuang thought... it was quite interesting.

My legs are a little sore.

Having said that, if you keep swinging back and forth for two hours, why don’t your legs be sore?

When he arrived at the entrance of Citron International Community, Han Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, with a feeling of relief.

Miao Quan looked sad, feeling like "Why did you finish it so quickly?"

Han Shuang naturally didn't know that in these two hours, her smile could match the total of the smiles of the past three years.

Due to her life and family background, she does not have many friends.

Although Han Shuang always makes her angry, in Miao Quan's heart, he is a very special friend.

Because his casual actions and casual words could touch her heartstrings.

"arrive."

Han Shuang was concise and concise.

Miao Quan closed her hair on her temples and said, "Thank you for sending me back, goodbye."

"goodbye."

It happened to be a rental car. Han Shuang waved her hand and then opened the car door and sat in.

Looking at the long-distance rental, Miao Quan snorted: "I've been at my doorstep, and I don't say I'll go to the house to sit..."

"Hmph! Even if you beg me, I won't let you in."