Now, because they are in the same field, he and Zhou Mo no longer have nothing to talk about. Even if they can't find a topic, they can still talk professionally.

He became more and more determined about his original choice.

"Looking at it this way, I have to help Liang Dongyan for this job. It's not worthwhile if I don't help." Zhou Mo began to calculate the account book in his mind, "It will be three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Then tomorrow morning, let's go buy gifts."

"Gift?"

"Yes, you are not allowed to give anything to someone else's child on his birthday."

"Yes, send it off," Han Chen looked at Zhou Mo with deep eyes, "I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Zhou Mo took out his cell phone, "I was just thinking about what to buy for my child. By the way, how old is Zong Yi? Is he a boy?"

"It's a boy, about three or four years old."

Zhou Mo directly searched "What gifts for a three-year-old boy" on Du Niang.

Han Chen couldn't help laughing.

This habit is the same as his.

Zhou Mo was immersed in looking for gifts on his phone, while Han Chen reached for the remote control and turned on the TV again.

Zhou Mo's eyes were suddenly attracted, and his eyes shifted from the mobile phone to the TV, "Do you still want to watch TV?"

"Yeah." Han Chen used the remote control to change the channel.

Zhou Mo was surprised, "You won't leave?"

"Go? Where?"

"Go home, is it possible that you still want to live here with me?"

The sun was setting outside the window, and the whole living room was dark and not very bright.

"No rush." ​​Han Chen leaned back on the sofa comfortably.

The light of the TV illuminated the living room. Zhou Mo glanced at it and found that he was watching the financial channel. He found it boring, so he lay on his side on the sofa and continued to play with his mobile phone.

She complained in her mind that these days, only older people watch such programs.

The only reason Zhou Mo turned on the TV was to project videos from his mobile phone on the TV screen, because the TV screen was large and had good visual effects.

The sound of the TV came softly into Zhou Mo's ears, and she suddenly had no intention of paying attention to the content on her phone.

With a bad intention, she clicked on the video player software, found the half-played horror movie, and clicked to cast it.

The TV screen suddenly went black and there was no sound. The logo of a certain video transfer was spinning in circles, indicating that it was loading.

Han Chen was suddenly interrupted while watching the TV. He turned to look at Zhou Mo: "Don't make trouble."

Zhou Mo stuck out his tongue at him, "No, I want to watch a horror movie."

Han Chen had no choice but to lean on the sofa and silently watch the windy TV screen.

After playing for a while, Zhou Mo saw that Han Chen was not afraid at all, so he felt bored and quit the video.

Financial programs started playing on the TV again.

"Why don't you let go?" Han Chen asked.

"It's boring," Zhou Mo lay down, scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

"What do you want to see? I'll accompany you."

Zhou Mo put down his phone and said, "Horror movie."

Han Chen was confused, "Are you saying it's boring?"

"I'm not saying that horror movies are boring, it's just that you're boring," Zhou Mo scolded, "You're not scared."

Han Chen: "..."

Zhou Mo was curious, "Why aren't you afraid?"

Han Chen wondered, "Why should I be afraid?"

Zhou Mo turned around and said, "In my last three terms, none of them were afraid of watching horror movies."

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened, and he asked: "Do you want me to be like them?"

Zhou Mo suddenly panicked and regretted his unruly words, "No, don't misinterpret my meaning. I mean... I thought most boys would be afraid, and you are no exception."

"I'm not afraid." Han Chen said.

Zhou Mo said, "Oh, you are quite brave."

Han Chen smiled slightly, "This is the first time someone has praised me with such simple words."

Zhou Mo: "..."

Han Chen: "Want to watch a horror movie?"

Zhou Mo: "I won't watch anymore."

Han Chen: "Why?"

Zhou Mo: "It's fine for one person to watch, but for two people... you can't understand it at all."

She lay back on the sofa and played with her phone.

After the financial program ended, Han Chen switched to the Chinese international channel again.

Zhou Mo checked his phone a few times and found it boring.

"Cross the Strait" was playing on the TV, and Sister Hong's gentle and sharp voice sounded, and Zhou Mo was immediately attracted.

She put down her phone unconsciously, lay on her side on the sofa, and watched TV intently.

"Professor Qiu Yi seems to have been a guest on this show. I remember he was there when we were in high school."

"Yeah." Han Chen responded in a low voice.

"Do you like to watch this kind of current affairs program?" Zhou Mo asked one after another.

"Look at it all."

Zhou Mo didn't understand what he was talking about, so he had to look at what he meant.

"What about sports? Do you watch CBA?"

Han Chen suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Mo, "Why do you suddenly ask these questions?"

"Would you like to know more about it?" Zhou Mo asked back.

Han Chen replied: "I watch it occasionally, and I watch the finals and stuff like that."

"Do you prefer Benxi Iron and Steel or Guangsha?"

Han Chen was surprised, "You also know?"

Zhou Mo snorted, "You forgot, back then I was the most active girl in the school who went to the court to watch people playing basketball."

Han Chen chuckled: "Aren't you looking at people's abdominal muscles?"

"It's not all bad. In our class, there were a lot of boys who were good at basketball. I went there because of my skills. I still remember a very thin boy of medium height in Class 13. I forgot his name.

At that time, he was nicknamed the 'Two-point King'. As long as it was a two-point ball, he could always hit it in various ways. The girls in his class were crazy about it."

"Zuo Siqi."

"Yes, yes, that's him," Zhou Mo became more and more excited as he spoke, "And our class sports committee, what is it called? I remember that he is very good at stealing."

"Shi Yan."

"It's him," Zhou Mo couldn't help but be surprised while being excited, "You can still remember it." She had almost forgotten it.

"We also held a basketball game that year," Zhou Mo said regretfully, "but it was canceled after one round."

"The grade director reported the cancellation."

"Um?"

"It's said to affect learning. If I bump into something, I won't be able to explain it to my parents."

Zhou Mo suddenly had a memory, "It seems like this."

At that time, senior high school students were treasures, held in the palm of the school's hands, especially their parents.

But in the three years of high school life, what Zhou Mo remembers most is not swimming in the ocean of knowledge, nor completing endless test papers, but going to the stadium to watch boys playing basketball.

That kind of hormonal mood of sweating freely and belonging to teenagers is the youth that most people can't get back.

"By the way, our class's participating team doesn't have enough people, why didn't you try?"

Han Chen glanced at her and said, "I don't play basketball."

Zhou Mo sneered, "If you don't play basketball, how about you watch CBA?"

Han Chen: "Just watch the fun."

Zhou Mo complained, "What's the excitement? It took 14 minutes to repair the basket in the finals?"

Han Chen couldn't help laughing and laughed, "You know all this?"

This year's CBA Finals was a hot topic, but everyone's focus was not on which team won the championship, but on the fact that a foreign player dunked in the finals and damaged the basket. The on-site staff repaired the basket for 14 minutes.
Chapter completed!