Where there is Zhao Yixiao, there is her Gu Muzi

Zhao Yixiao had written in the hidden file of the notebook that she Gu Muzi was his lucky grass, and with her, he was good anywhere, and he thought it was an illusion.

It wasn't until he saw Gu Muzi again, talked to her, joked, joked, watched her expression change between mood and anger, listened to her unconvincing voice, and felt the clarity of her side, that he knew that it was not an illusion, she was the source of his happiness.

After learning the loan, he successfully gave it to her, and Gu Muzi smiled bitterly after learning the news, and asked him why he did not borrow it from her without her permission.

He asked rhetorically, "Don't you want to be a student of Professor Meng Kangmeng?"

Professor Meng, a leader in the literary world, has attracted countless scholars with his unique teaching methods, even if he stands in the corner of the classroom to listen to such a lesson, it is an honor.

"Actually, I, in my dreams, want to come to your school, I really know me, Zhao Yixiao." Gu Muzi patted the horse's ass.

"I said earlier, I will help you succeed in your studies, so ..." He deliberately left his words alone.

"So I want you to listen to you, you have to go east, I will never go west!" As soon as Gu Muzi spoke, he really wanted to give himself two big mouths.

"Do you believe this yourself?" The corners of Zhao Yixiao's mouth rose, "Okay, no, a Professor Meng will make you lose your attitude, and you should also please and bribe it!" ”

What, no, he, but Meng Kang, the country's top literary researcher, her idol, in her Gu Muzi's heart than winning the million jackpot are lucky things, in his Zhao Yixiao that is not a no.

"Your knowledge is really shallow, and yes, a scholar of mathematics and physics, how do you know the story of the article, and what about the related households, you are not ignorant of the true Buddha!" Gu Muzi said sarcastically, saying that he also gambled and left.