Chapter 258 Just like a cute puppy going out to fool around

Sakura-chan smiled bitterly and shook her head, with a hint of helplessness in the corners of her mouth: "How is that possible? I have my own reasons. Before coming, I said hello to Sister Lan and Mr. Little Prince, and they all agreed."

The believer put his hands on his hips, and his tone was still aggressive: "What's your problem? Is it because the little prince was named and felt that we were stained and didn't bother to play with us?"

Seeing this, Xiaohachi quickly reached out to hold the believer's shoulders and persuaded in a low voice: "Calm down, don't be so aggressive, okay? If Sakura-chan looks down on us, she will definitely I won’t go out of my way to come here.”

Sakura-chan sighed deeply and glanced at everyone’s faces: “If I said that my decision had nothing to do with that report, I would be lying. But I don’t agree with that report. If I have the opportunity to meet the reporter who reported that, I will tell him why I want to make my arms so thick.”

"Then why did you quit?" the believer asked, his tone slightly softened.

"People are in the system and cannot help themselves." Sakura-chan rubbed her brows, "We have to declare our personal property every year. I have income as a speech therapist, and everyone in the company knows it. Before, I only told them that it was royalties. Now they all know Wen Ai Company, and they can't deal with it."

Believer He tilted his head, with a puzzled look on his face: "Is the system so rigid?"

"It's not a matter of rigidity..." Sakura-chan considered the words, but finally gave up on precise expression, "Let's just say, if my work as a speech therapist is exposed, I may lose my job, my wife and children will be separated, and there is no limit to the consequences."

The believer shuddered involuntarily, and his voice became a little lower: "Is the system so scary? I will definitely not take the exam in the future."

Cheng Xing, who had been silent all this time, spoke in a calm tone: "I can understand Sakura-chan's decision. When I first saw the news, I was so angry that I was so hot-blooded. But after calming down and thinking about it, even if I It won't help to break up with them. After all, deep-rooted prejudices and conservative ideas are difficult to reverse. "Ying Jiang glanced at Cheng Xing gratefully: "Yes, so, I decided, as Mr. Lu Xun said, to fight in trenches and protect yourself first. If you get to a high position in the future, you can slowly change the status quo."

Xiaoba nodded thoughtfully: "The most difficult struggle in the world is to fight against an idea."

The believer suddenly turned his head and stared at him: "This is Where did you learn it?"

Xiaoba shrugged: "I thought about it myself."

The believer exaggeratedly covered his chest: "Damn, you. How can two of us say such philosophical things? Am I the only one who is like a bumpkin? ”

Xiaoba chuckled: “Why are you not 985?”

The believer immediately exploded: "Are you?"

"It doesn't stop me from laughing at you."

At this moment, the door was knocked gently, interrupting everyone's conversation.

Ye Lan quickly walked over and opened the door, and saw two men, one tall and one short, standing at the door. The taller one was fair and clean, wearing thin-framed glasses, and the short one was dark and thin, with a slightly gloomy expression.

Ye Lan looked at the two of them with a smile: "You must be Xingsheng and Black Dog, right?"

The tall man bowed slightly , politely said: "I am Xingsheng, I am honored to be invited here."

The short man just said four words briefly: "I am Black Dog." The voice was low and heavy.

“Please come in.” Ye Lan turned sideways to get out of the way.

After Hei Quan and Xing Sheng walked in, they naturally kept a distance from the old members of Wen Wen Base. The two groups of people stood clearly separated, sizing each other up secretly.

Xingsheng looked around with anticipation in his tone: "Who is the little prince? To be honest, 80% of my motivation for coming here is to see the little prince's true face."

Ye Lan Pointing to Wang Zixu on the sofa in the distance: "The little prince is there, but he is reading a book. It's best not to disturb him now."

The black dog snorted from his nose: "Is the shelf so big?"

Cheng Xing immediately retorted with a serious tone: "This is not an air of pretense. Creators need a lot of concentrated reading time. The little prince may be brewing an inspiration. It is simply a crime to destroy his immersion at this time."

Hei Quan was stunned for a moment, and his tone softened a bit, but he still whispered: "It was the first time we met, and I didn't even welcome him. I thought he was trying to show off."

Ye Lan smiled and smoothed things over: "Don't worry, the little prince never needs to show off. He is a very easy-going person, but when it comes to literature-related things, he will become very extreme. You have to get used to it as soon as possible."

Black Dog's expression was still a bit puzzled, but he was obviously shocked by their respectful attitude towards the little prince. He lowered his head and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The believer leaned close to Xiaoba’s ear and lowered his voice and said, “I feel like the new one is really good this time. Why is it a bit unpleasant?”

Xiaoba Hachiya leaned over and also lowered his voice: "Don't doubt yourself, I feel very unhappy too."

Although Sakura-chan standing aside did not hear the conversation between the two people clearly, she had a clear view of their expressions.

He has rich social experience and can tell at a glance that there will inevitably be some friction between the new and old groups of speech therapists. As someone who is about to quit, he can't say much; and on second thought, this kind of competition may not be a bad thing.

So he smiled with relief and said to everyone: "I originally wanted to say hello to Teacher Little Prince before leaving, but I couldn't bear to disturb him, so I will leave now."

Ye Lan quickly persuaded him to stay: "You came all the way here, have a meal before leaving!"< /p>

Sakura-chan shook her head: "No. I have to be on duty in the afternoon, so I have to rush back right away."

Ye Lan blinked, a little unbelievable: "So, you came here just to say a few words to us?"

"Yes." Sakura-chan nodded affirmatively.

The believer patted him on the shoulder: "I believe now that you really can't help yourself."

Sakura-chan turned around and went out, but turned back after a while. He hugged the door frame, rolled his eyes twice, and asked mysteriously: "Were you just discussing Luo Niang?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" the believer asked curiously.

Sakura-chan lowered her voice: "There is a very beautiful girl standing outside."

When the believer heard this, he was the first to rush out, and the others followed him curiously. When we got outside the house, we saw a girl dressed in black standing in front of a Jaguar F-TYPE.

She wears a small top hat decorated with crow feathers, the veil is half-covered, and the entangled black lace outlines the slender neck line. She stood quietly by the car door with a relaxed posture, as if waiting for everyone to finish visiting.

The believer seemed to have been hit in the head. He unconsciously grabbed his chest and his breathing became rapid: "Oh, go, it turns out that there is such a beautiful girl in this world!"

"I was so wrong just now!" The believer said the sin himself without any blush.

Ye Lan stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Is this Miss 'Wearing LO code'?"

"It's me," the girl's voice sounded a bit alienated, "You can also call me 'Sugar and Rivets'."

"Your clothes are so beautiful," Ye Lan sincerely praised, "She's also good-looking."

The girl didn't seem to care about Ye Lan's compliment, and said bluntly: "I need a room with a big wardrobe. I have a lot of luggage."

"Yes, you have a single room, and the luggage can definitely be accommodated."

The girl added coldly: "The ugly words are ahead. If I find that I am not satisfied, I may turn around and leave."

Ye Lan was dumbfounded by her straightforward words.

Xiaoba whispered to the believer: "I feel that this girl is not easy to get along with."

The believer immediately retorted: "You are already so attractive, and you still want to have a good personality? You are too greedy!"

Sakura-chan couldn't help but interject: "It is better to say that this kind of condescending and domineering character is the most perfect..."

Both of them looked at him, Sakura-chan blushed and explained: "You will understand later."

The girl looked around at the boys present and asked, "Do you want to help me move my things?"

The believer usually scolded anyone who took the initiative to help girls move things in school, but this time without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves, pretended to be a Herculean king, picked up two bags and left.

Although the girls have a lot of luggage, there are also many boys present, so each person only has to carry one bag. Xiaoba deliberately followed behind slowly. When it was his turn, the luggage had already been divided. He was happy and leisurely, and followed the girl upstairs together.

“Why are you called ‘wearing LO code words’? Are you an online article author?” Xiaoba tried to strike up a conversation.

"I'm not." The girl answered quickly, frowning slightly, as if she was offended by the question.

Xiaoba was not discouraged and continued: "The believer and I both write online articles. How can I put it, I feel that you have a familiar temperament. Even if you are not a writer of online articles, you will definitely come from it." I have been engaged in writing work."

The girl did not answer immediately, but the black dog walking in front turned back and gave Xiaoba a meaningful look, hesitating to speak, with a strange expression.

The girl looked around, turned around and asked, "Which of these people is the little prince?"

Xiaoba was stunned for a moment: "Ah? There is no little prince here, the little prince is reading in the room."

After saying that, he thought to himself: If the little prince were here, who would let him carry your luggage for you?

The girl explained: "I didn't actually chat for long. It was purely out of curiosity that I wanted to meet the little prince, so I came to participate in this event."

Xiaoba was stunned again: "Ah? I thought those who were qualified to come and participate were elites. Those who came last time were all the top ones."

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Ye Lan interjected at the right time: "It's true that she didn't do it for a long time, and it's also true that the top ones on the list are true. She only worked for half a month and climbed to the top 10. She is the fastest-growing speech therapist in Wenwen's history."

Xiaoba stuck out her tongue in surprise: "So powerful?"

The girl said: "I want to meet the little prince, and I thought that if I ranked in the top 10, I should have a chance to meet him, so I climbed to the top 10."

Xiaoba pondered for a long time about the causal relationship between these two sentences, and then realized that he was being fooled in front of his face.

While talking, everyone entered the room one after another. Before entering the room, Ye Lan specifically reminded the girl: "The little prince is very focused when he is studying. Try not to disturb him later."

The girl nodded casually. But the moment she stepped into the room and her eyes fell on the sofa, she was stunned.

Prince Xuzheng was sitting there alone reading a book. People were carrying luggage around him, and voices were rising and falling, but he seemed to be in another world, unmoved.

In an instant, countless images flashed in her mind - fish leaping in the Arctic Ocean, birds passing by in the Alps, dandelion seeds visiting with the monsoon...

Everything, all the clues and fragments, were suddenly connected at this moment.

“Wang Zixu?!”

This exclamation broke the noise in the room, and the noisy room became quiet, and everyone turned to look at her.

Wang Zixu’s spirit was still wandering in the colonial streets of Cartagena Port. It was not until three seconds later that the familiar voice brought him back to reality. He raised his head blankly and looked at the source of the sound.

“Xiao Mengyin?”

…

In the room, Xiao Mengyin was sitting opposite Wang Zixu.

She lowered her head slightly, and the little top hat decorated with crow feathers cast a faint shadow on her pale cheeks. She stared straight at Wang Zixu, her eyes so complicated that it was difficult to decipher.

In the hidden place of the layered lace skirt, the slender fingers are uneasily entangled.

"Do you know how I feel now?" Xiao Mengyin's voice contained emotion, "It's like the cute puppy I raised ran out happily, but when I turned around, I found that it was fooling around with several female dogs on the street."