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Chapter 058

Bearing Meng Caiwei's resentment all the way back to the dormitory, she went from daring to hang up on my phone to raising a succulent plant to death. What does it have to do with him because she raised the succulent plant to death? Is it just because he is also a succulent plant? But she also has to ask for it.

He apologized, why did he complain...

Well, once Meng Caiwei turns on the resentment mode, Meng Fan can only bear it silently. At other times, it is okay to reply with a few words, but now he has to fight back... Meng Caiwei's resentment will be even greater, and the one who will suffer will still be the one who suffers.

Own.

when.

When Meng Caiwei finally finished talking and hung up the phone and entered the dormitory, a hurried figure rushed out from inside and bumped into Meng Fan, then bounced back.

Meng Fan was also depressed. It was that guy again. His presence was too strong. He was hit by the same person in the same place twice in a row.

"Sorry, sorry."

The hurried figure stood up, patted his butt, and looked apologetic when he saw it was Meng Fan.

Seeing Meng Fan wave and go upstairs, he scratched his head, why did he bump into him?

Huh? It seems that the impact was much more painful than last time. Is Meng Fan's body harder than last time, or is he thrust harder this time?

Meng Fan returned to the dormitory, and the other three were already there.

Putting down the painting tube, he asked the three of them: "How will you arrange the National Day holiday?"

It's the end of September now, and it's about to be the first long vacation after the start of school.

"I'm going back to my hometown. I've bought the air tickets." Xing Tage pointed to Chen Daqiang and Zhang Zhou and said, "They just discussed and made an appointment to go to NJ on November 1 and bring their girlfriends. If you want to go too, I'll introduce you

A girl will go with you to prevent you from being used as a light bulb and being fed dog food."

"Forget it."

Meng Fan originally planned to ask them what their arrangements were. If there were no arrangements, they would go to Shanghai to watch a concert together.

Before his rebirth, Meng Fan took Chen Daqiang with him, who was beaten and depressed, but the effect was only average.

After his rebirth, Chen Daqiang was not beaten and was not depressed. Instead, he got together with Wei Zhixue in advance.

Since everything had been arranged, Meng Fan didn't mention it, so as not to make a fuss and ask questions later.

Regarding the fact that Meng Caiwei is his sister, it is not as good as the fact that the witch Qin Xian is his/mother's student. The latter can be said if others ask, but it is better not to say the former to avoid some trouble.

Ten kilometers the next morning, it took 1 hour, 11 minutes and 53 seconds, which was a lot better than yesterday. I was really familiar with my body after adding 2 endurance.

There is still a live broadcast, and the number of viewers is much higher than last time in the early morning. The peak online number reached 233. It is indeed quite 233 for so many people to watch other people running so early.

There were nearly 600 visitors. Although mosquitoes are small, they are still meat.

"Don't forget it at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Wu Tong arrived at the playground later than Meng Fan, but she only ran 8 kilometers and her speed was much faster than Meng Fan, so when Meng Fan finished running and was about to stretch, she had already finished stretching.

She had to go to the micro-horse event very early tomorrow morning and would not come for the morning jog, so she gave Meng Fan a warning in advance.

Thinking that he would not come for a morning jog, he added: "Don't come here tomorrow morning to do laps before going."

"Yes, I remember." Meng Fan nodded. Seeing Wu Tong preparing to leave, he thought about it and boldly asked, "Do you have any plans for November?"

Wu Tong smiled and said: "My fifteenth brother is getting married and is going back to Shanghai."

Meng Fan was stunned for a moment. He must have been Brother Thirteen last time. Then his eyes lit up: "Are you going back to Shanghai?"

Wu Tong asked: "Well. What's wrong?"

Meng Fan blushed, then nodded, and said with a slight stumble: "That's right, I have two tickets for Su Qingcen's concert in Shanghai on October 5th. I originally went with my roommate, but he was temporarily busy.

I can’t go, so I wanted to find someone to go with me, so I asked you if you were interested.”

"I do! Of course I do!"

Wu Tong agreed happily, so happily that Meng Fan felt it was a little unreal. He originally only planned to ask and see, and he was not even 100% sure.

"I have set an alarm for Brother Shan Jin's concert tour, but I still haven't gotten tickets for Shanghai and Hangzhou. I went back to Shanghai this time and wanted to buy scalper tickets. I didn't expect you to have them. That's great.

!”

Wu Tong was very happy. He took out his mobile phone from his arm bag and asked, "How much is the ticket? I will transfer it to you now."

Meng Fan, who was so beautiful that he forgot about himself, waved his hands repeatedly: "My ticket was also given by someone else."

"That's not possible. What others give is also given to you. I have to give you whatever it is worth." Wu Tong was very serious.

This put Meng Fan in a dilemma. If it was an ordinary ticket and Wu Tong was very insistent, it would be easy to say four, five hundred, five or six hundred, but his ticket was for the infield, and it would be very embarrassing if it exceeded Wu Tong's budget.

After thinking about it, he said: "It's inappropriate for me to sell the tickets given to me by others. Let's do this. When I go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, you can treat me to dinner."

"That's fine, but you won't be polite to me then." Wu Tong felt that what Meng Fan said was true, so he put the phone away.

Meng Fan smiled and said: "I will be polite about other things, but I really can't be polite when it comes to eating."

Wu Tong heard this and said rudely: "Then I think you should eat less!"

Meng Fan was unexpectedly invited to watch a concert with Wu Tong, and Meng Fan was in a good mood. This good mood lasted until he left school after lunch and was about to take the bus to Songcheng.

What do you think Meng Fan saw?

A Smart!

Such a petite body was so conspicuous in Meng Fan's eyes.

In Meng Fan's case, these two Smarts definitely add 100 points of presence!

"Anchor Meng!"

Obviously, Meng Fan's presence was also very strong. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, the Smart car window rolled down, revealing the bright smile of the young Tsujizhan.

Walk!

Meng Fan pretended not to see or hear anything, and strode towards the bus stop. There happened to be a bus that had just stopped there. It didn't matter which bus it was, we would wait until we got on.

Brother, this anchor is not trying to be a big name, it’s just that your car is too brutal.

"Nima, you're still following me!"

After a thrilling journey to the gate of Songcheng, Meng Fan finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Anchor Meng, did you get on the wrong bus just now? You must be too anxious!" Tsuji Zhan, a boy, parked his car and bought a ticket, went in and caught up with Meng Fan. He said with a serious face: "Next time you want to come to Songcheng for live broadcast,

Or go to another place to live broadcast outdoors, say something in the live broadcast room, and I will pick you up at the school gate on time. Of course, it would be best if you can leave a WeChat message."

Meng Fan really wanted to ask: Did you do this on purpose?

Boom.

By coincidence, the place where Tsujizhan boy caught up with Meng Fan happened to be downstairs of the city gate. As soon as he said these heart-wrenching words that also pierced Meng Fan's heart, a hydrangea from Miss Wang upstairs fell on Meng Fan.

Every body.

"This damn thing is too powerful!"

The boy Tsujizhan watched Meng Fan being invited to the city gate tower by his servants with a confused look on his face. He then watched Meng Fan's thumbs-up dance performance with a confused look on his face. His whole body felt bad.
Chapter completed!
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