"It's so annoying. Mom, Diandian has diarrhea again! Feed these cats and dogs every day, clean up feces, take a bath, blow dry, and cut hair, I'm almost nervous! I'll set fire tonight, puppy stews dog meat hotpot, and cats buy snakes and stew dragon and tiger fights!"

As soon as Zhao Changan walked to the door, he heard Yue Lu's scream with a girl's sweet voice inside through the thick transparent plastic windproof magnetic soft door curtain.

"There is no class?"

Zhao Changan was surprised.

“Hmph~”

Responding to her was the cold snorting of two women: "You try."

"What are you humming?"

Yue Lu was dissatisfied: "Just give it a try!"

"You are the life of an ugly duckling and want to live the elegant life of a white swan. Do you really think that an ugly duck daydreaming and can become a white swan without working hard?"

Yue Lina, who claims to be the "ageless goddess", has not changed much.

And he was as sarcastic as ever: "You can do not practice stalls here, go out to earn money by yourself! The cashier in the supermarket, the waiter in the hotel, and the shopping guide of Yinji, if you go to Yinji and hang a little boss with a fat heart, you can go around for a walk, twenty years later, those fat heads and big faces, and two or three hundred kilograms of fat meat, the little tigress lady of the roar of Hedong Lion is what you will look like in the future!"

After hearing this, Zhao Changan, whose face changed slightly, was no longer in the mood to listen.

He felt that the meaning in the conversation between mother and daughter seemed to be very wrong.

Zhao Changan lifted the plastic soft door curtain and strode into the pet store.

That's right, it's that beautiful duck-shaped face.

It is not the melon-shaped face that can be blown away by a gust of wind by Li Shiya, Tang Shuang, and Lu Feifei. It is a slim and beautiful face that can be blown away by a gust of wind. It is a kind of nutritional balance, neither fat nor thin, with a butt and legs, and a cute and charming face.

"Hello!"

"Welcome!"

The mother and daughter thought they were in business, but instantly changed their faces and were filled with smiles.

In the eyes of the two women in the pet shop looking over eagerly, Zhao Changan walked towards Yue Lu, wearing a maid-like outfit, and asked anxiously: "You haven't gone to school?"

"ah?"

Yue Lu was asked inexplicably by Zhao Changan, "What's the situation? Do we know each other?"

"What, you haven't gone to school?"

Zhao Changan approached Yue Lu's surprised little face, and his big face was less than 65 cm away from her pink, tender, white and red face, and asked to her little face.

"Who are you? Please pay attention to me-"

Yue Lu felt that the spitting stars in the mouth of this handsome guy in front of her were spraying on her face like raindrops.

I couldn't help but lean back.

"Your name is Yue Lu, but not Lulu, but Youyou. It is taken from "Xiao, Arrow, Xiaozhu." It means freshness and elegance as honest and noble as bamboo. You are seventeen years old this year, the year of the Rooster, on the seventh day of the third month, and are originally from Huacheng; have you not been to school?"

Now, let alone Yue Shufen, he looked at Zhao Changan with shock.

It’s not that Zhao Changan had a capable and well-dressed dress, but that the mop with puppy feces in her hand had covered Zhao Changan’s head.

"You, you, you--sleep (who), do you investigate me?"

Yue Lu was shocked and angry, and her heart was filled with vigilant fear.

The voice of his speech trembled and changed tone.

It’s not that I met a crazy man, that’s going to be troublesome!

"You Mai, you really make me speechless. You can tell me clearly with just one word. Let me disturb you! I will ask you one word, 'You haven't gone to school?'"

Zhao Changan was so anxious that his blood was rising, and his cheeks were red: "Why are you talking nonsense?"

"You, you, - I'm speechless? You're just making me confused. I'm fine! Okay, you're right, I haven't been to school for a long time."

Yue Lu was furious when she was suddenly blushed with a blushing and red-eared mental illness.

While perfunctory Zhao Changan, he looked for protective weapons with his eyes floating around.

But there are no sticks, hammers, rolling pins in pet stores——these magical weapons and weapons.

There are only Jingba lion dog Teddy in the cage, and there are also meowing Persian cat Jinjira Jin gradient layer,—

"Why didn't you go to school? Why didn't you go to school? When did you go to school?"

Zhao Changan was so shocked that he cursed, and a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Didn't you just ask me? What are these words?"

Under the mother's eyes, Yue Lu refuted Zhao Changan while slowly moving her steps.

Zhao Changan was dizzy.

A thought that made him scared appeared in his mind:

‘Is it because of his butterfly's wings that flapped Yue Lu's trajectory, or is it because Yue Lu and Li Shiya are not the 99th students of Mingzhu Foreign Studies University?’

No matter which point it is, it is very fatal to Zhao Changan!

"When did you go to school?"

Zhao Changan gritted his teeth and stared at Yue Lu, his face full of ferociousness, and the blue veins on his face jumped.

"At the end of last year."

Seeing Zhao Changan's fierce expression, Yue Lu was so scared that her face turned pale and she answered honestly.

"At the end of last year!"

Yue Lu's words made Zhao Changan shocked and came up with this answer: It's not my business!

In other words, in the previous life and this life, Li Shiya and Yue Lu were not college students at Mingzhu Foreign Language School at all.

"Do you recognize Li Shiya?"

Zhao Changan stared at Yue Lu's eyes firmly, with the last expectation.

"who?"

"Li, the poet's poem, elegant elegance?"

"I haven't heard of it!"

Zhao Changan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

His face paled, and a voice roared in his heart, 'What the hell is going on! What's going on!'

"Come on, a lunatic got in my store!"

"Someone is here!"

In the dizziness of Zhao Chang'an, Yue Shufen and Yue Lu rushed out of the pet shop at high speed and ran outside and shouted.

On the bustling road, the "Xiaolu Pet Shop" was instantly surrounded by crowds.

——

As night falls, Nongye Road Police Station.

"You young people nowadays, if you want to pursue girls, you will go after them openly and get other people's information secretly. If you don't follow their preferences, you will be so scattered and scare them! Are you still a thirteen or fourteen year old child? If you like any girl, put a caterpillar in her pencil case?——"

Zhao Changan could not find Shan Gong in this matter, so he had to call Zheng Chi's paging and ask his uncle to come and pick up the people.

Zheng Chi, who knew the whole story, smiled extremely vulgarly when Zhao Chang'an was educated by the police station leaders.

After leaving the police station, it was already night outside, and the sky was bright and bright.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng."

Zhao Changan endured his mood of defeat and respectfully handed Zheng Wenzheng a cigarette.

Zheng Wen was an old cigarette gun, and he was smoking inside just now. But the police station did not take it seriously because he was a well-known cultural man and calligrapher.

"It's nothing. When I was young, I chased Zheng Chi's aunt and rushed downstairs to her when it rained heavily. I really wouldn't go if it didn't rain. Haha, a building, including her parents, said I was crazy, but as long as Hongxia didn't think so, she would be able to hold the beauty back."

Zhao Changan heard that Zheng Wenzheng was trying to persuade him that it is normal to pick up girls and not play cards according to the common sense, but you are not doing it according to the common sense to move that girl instead of scaring her away.

"I see."

Zhao Changan did not say much, "I really have no interest in this girl in Youmai," but just nodded to expose this matter.

"Just understand, young people, it's not a problem to be frivolous occasionally; your small calligraphy is very good, are you interested in joining the calligraphers association in our province?"

"Can I?"

Zhao Changan's heart moved slightly. Li Shiya was temporarily in a fog, but life had to continue, right?

"Calligraphy Association Member" usually looks useless, but at critical moments, it is your own defensive tip, and it will make a sound if you throw it out.

"Of course you can do it!"

Seeing that he had absorbed a young faux-making material, Zheng Wen was touching his beard and full of joy.

He read Zhao Changan's small-character manifesto this spring, and was very happy and wanted to recruit him into the Provincial University College of Literature.
Chapter completed!