My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

How to say now, this place seems to have become more tortured!

Li Ziqian looked at the ancient poetry and prose and worried, not only could he silently recite it, but he could no longer communicate with Mo Nanbei in a "friendly" way.

Seeing the colored post-it notes that Mo Nanbei put aside, Li Ziqian tore off one and wrote a few words on it, then threw it to Mo Nanbei.

Li Ziqian: Come on, there are a lot of people.

Mo Nanbei: What, are you afraid of life?

Li Ziqian: It was the first time I brought my child out to meet so many people, so I was a little uncomfortable.

Mo Nanbei: I am your mother.

Li Ziqian: I really can't recite classical Chinese.

There is no way, there is no way, and there is no way for the king and Laozi to come.

Reciting was originally a big problem for Li Ziqian, but now he has to recite silently, and he can't speak and make trouble.

... it is better to die rather happily.

Mo Nanbei: Try to challenge the limit.

Li Ziqian: I see you as that limit.

Mo Nanbei: Come on, don't worry about me!

Li Ziqian: I don't believe you can recite classical Chinese silently.

Mo Nanbei: Your mother, what if I could? ?

Li Ziqian: Then you can have one.

Mo Nanbei: Okay, I just recited it silently in my heart, did you hear it?

Li Ziqian: Silly ratio.

Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei, you said a word to me, just tore that color post-it note bald.

Unable to hold back, Mo Nanbei directly lowered his voice and said to Li Ziqian, "Rely on your mother, Li Ziqian, you are about to tear up my post-it notes."

"Isn't it just a broken post-it note?"

"Didn't you see how cute the pattern on it is? I bought it very much. If you say he is broken, he is newer than you!"

With a little voice, Li Ziqian felt that he seemed to be surrounded by the hateful eyes of others.

I touched my pocket and realized that there is such a thing as a mobile phone.

Li Ziqian was stunned, he was really insane, such a good helper of human beings is unnecessary, and he has to pass a note.

So, the two fought on QQ again.

Li Ziqian: Your post-it notes are really ugly.

Mo Nanbei: Why do you have to take my post-it notes if you don't know how to speak? ?

Li Ziqian: Try the feel.

Mo Nanbei: Are you dead, grass!

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After putting down the phone, Li Ziqian realized that an hour had slipped away in such a confused way.

Where's the time? ?

It's too late to look back now, Li Ziqian stuffed his phone in his pocket, ready to continue his studies.

Even if you can't use classical Chinese, then you can write comprehensive mathematics.

Let's go back to the next head office!

Li Ziqian still gave in to this evil recitation of classical Chinese.

Still trying to figure out a way to pass this afternoon.

Anyway, I don't want to come here next time.

Thinking like this, Li Ziqian missed his sweet little home more and more.

Gu saw that Li Ziqian had stopped, and Mo Nanbei couldn't play anymore, so he put away his phone and started writing in his notebook.

But he was in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han.

Although Li Ziqian looked at the paper, he kept complaining in his heart.

For Li Ziqian, the subject of science is the same as it is. Even if he changed his clothes, it is only the difference between a **** and a turtle, and it is a routine.

But anyway, as long as you are in the state and do the questions with peace of mind, Li Ziqian will find that the afternoon time does not pass so slowly.

Persevering until six o'clock in the afternoon, Li Ziqianzi spread out and stretched.

At this time, a lot of people in the library have left, and even if you speak in a low voice, it will not be so easy to disturb others.

"It's almost there." Li Ziqian said.

"What's the matter?" Mo Nanbei looked at his increasingly rich notebook, and listened to Li Ziqian's words, with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's time to eat."

"Heroes see the same thing."

Next is the time to pack up your schoolbags and go to dinner happily. After dinner, it means you can go home.

The moment Li Ziqian stepped out of the library with Mo Nanbei carrying a schoolbag and walked to the street, Li Ziqian felt as if he was a beast that was finally released from a dark cage.

The **** is out.

Mo Nanbei looked up at the sky, relaxed his arms, and sighed: "Damn, I can finally speak loudly."

Sure enough, both of them had the same idea, and put them in the library for two people.

Really cruel.

After a series of thinking.

The two decided to "casually" eat a shrimp.

Because it was the evening on the weekend, there were more people on the streets, and all kinds of restaurants and shops also lit up lights, and the noise of coming and going was endless.

But it was in such a scene that Li Ziqian felt that his whole heart sank, and he felt that feeling of relief after being trapped in something for a long time.

"You go first, and I'll buy water." Mo Nanbei pointed to the milk tea shop that was also crowded.

If you eat shrimp, it is better to drink a fruit tea.

Li Ziqian agreed and entered the store on his own.

It is also rare for the two of them to have such a unified opinion on eating.

Li Ziqian found a relatively quiet place to sit down, and then scanned the code to order. Since Mo Nanbei doesn't eat spicy food, he wanted the sauce-flavored taste.

After the waiter swiftly placed the piled high shrimp pot on the table, Mo Nanbei, who was carrying two cups of fruit tea, also found Li Ziqian's seat and sat down opposite him.

"I mean, you don't know, there are a lot of people in the milk tea shop, and I have seen a few of them." Mo Nanbei pushed Li Ziqian's share over, and then started to make trouble.

"You are quite fast."

"I scan the QR code to order, so I don't have to queue."

"Sure enough, once you get to this level, you are quite good at it."

"Come on, if a fool doesn't know how to scan the QR code to order, you are the fool."

"Who the **** is stupid? Someone stepped on when buying milk tea?" Li Ziqian suddenly noticed that Mo Nanbei's original pair of white canvas shoes had large black footprints.

"Damn, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me, I'm so pissed!" Mo Nan stretched his feet forward, trying to tell the perpetrator's crime.

"I don't want to stand in line and I don't want to crowd with others, so I'll just scan the QR code to place an order. Goddamn, there's a child coming out of nowhere, and there's no adult to take care of it. I think I'll stay away from him. , so you don't bump into me." Mo Nanbei became excited and waved his hand.

Fortunately, this is a restaurant, which is very lively and noisy, so Mo Nanbei's righteous indignation will not seem abrupt.

"But I was hiding, this kid floated past me like a gust of wind, and then looked down, there was a **** footprint on the shoe of a **** chicken. I'm especially provoking whoever." Mo Nan Bei said that his face was red and his neck was thick.

Li Ziqian, who listened to it, was terrified. You don't have to think about it to know that Mo Nanbei must have greeted that bear child's ancestor for the eighteenth generation, right? ?

"Then did you let him go?" Li Ziqian took a sip of passion fruit tea bought by Mo Nanbei and continued to listen with high interest.