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Chapter Ninety How Could I Like Him?

Originally, Zhang Nannan felt a little worried about Su Qianqian's affairs, but she looked at Zhou Yuwen and kept staring at him affectionately and sang softly there.

It's good once, I want to take you to see the ends of the world.

Laughing in a sunny day.

Noisy in the free air

Do you know what I want

...

The whole process did not look at Su Qianqian in front of him. Zhang Nannan felt that he was thinking too much. The Su Qianqian in front of him was obviously not successful in pursuing Zhou Yuwen. If he had affected his mood because of this little thing, it would probably affect his relationship with his uncle.

To be honest, Zhang Nannan always felt that she was a very ordinary little girl, and in her heart, Zhou Yuwen was a well-known writer on the Internet. A group of girls in the group were clamoring to give birth to a baby for Zhou Yuwen. What else would you not be satisfied with being with such a boy?

Zhang Nannan believes that Zhou Yuwen really likes him.

Thinking about this, Zhang Nannan no longer thought about it, just listened to Zhou Yuwen's song quietly. She thought that this song must have been sung by Zhou Yuwen for herself. What a romantic song. They have a time in college to fall in love, can laugh happily on sunny days, and can make noise in the free air.

Whenever Zhang Nannan thinks of this, he is inexplicably happy.

At this time, Su Qianqian stopped crying, but when she heard Zhou Yuwen sing like this, she cried again. Su Qianqian said that this song was obviously sung for her, because the sunny days she sang inside must have experienced it. Only her high school and he had experienced it. Zhang Nannan had just met, how could she have experienced it?

Jiang Ting fell into fantasy because of Zhou Yuwen's songs, and there was no way. In fact, what a girl like Jiang Ting like the most is the peaceful time and the stability of the world. But Zhou Yuwen's song sang the feeling Jiang Ting wanted. It's a pity that such a romantic boy does not belong to her after all.

"Okay, stop crying, I'll take you to wash." Jiang Ting put away her mood and said lightly.

, "I don't want it, I want to listen to Zhou Yuwen sing." Su Qianqian said, wiping her tears.

Jiang Ting said: "When Zhou Yuwen gets off the stage, you cry like a cat. Do you think he will want you?"

When Su Qianqian heard this, it made sense and was crying and Jiang Ting held hands to wash.

This is the only one who is left with Han Qingqing and Qiao Linlin. Qiao Linlin doesn't like this slow tune very much. At most, she thinks that this song is OK. But if Zhou Yuwen said on stage that this song was written for herself, it would probably cause crazy on stage.

Alas, what a pity.

"Linlin." At this time, Wang Zijie walked over with a bouquet of roses, grinned and said, "Linlin, the song you sang just now is so nice! I give it to you!"

Seeing that the rose packaging was OK, Qiao Linlin said unhappily: "Why didn't you give it when I was on stage? What's the point of giving it now?"

"Oh, you danced so many people on the stage. Am I afraid of affecting your performance? When I wanted to give it to you, you had already come down." Wang Zijie said honestly.

Qiao Linlin took the rose in one hand and looked around. The flower was quite fresh, but Qiao Linlin curled her lips: "Sending flowers is to make others envious. She wants to give them in public. You are giving them now, but no one knows. What's the point of me holding them?"

"You can put it in the dormitory to purify the air." Wang Zijie said.

"I'm crazy, I'll go back to school tomorrow. Could it be that I'll take it back to school?" Qiao Linlin said.

"Well, okay, then I'll buy another bouquet for you when I go back to school." Wang Zijie said.

At this time, Zhou Yuwen's song had already been sung, and there was warm applause from below. Everyone was cheering, saying that one more song, another song.

Qiao Linlin looked at the flowers in her hand and suddenly thought of something, and smiled and said, "It's not all useless, let's go away."

As she said that, Qiao Linlin stood up. She was wearing a coat now, with her lower body still in denim shorts, and her long legs were straight and symmetrical.

"What are you doing?" Wang Zijie was curious.

"I'll send flowers to Zhou Yuwen, start blooming quickly," Qiao Linlin asked Wang Zijie to get up without saying anything.

When Wang Zijie heard this, he was a little displeased and muttered, "I gave this flower to you, how can you?"

"What, I'll give him a formality. Just turn back and give it back to me. Get up quickly, Wang Zijie, when are you like a sissy?"

Qiao Linlin squeezed out of the position without saying a word and ran to the stage.

Zhou Yuwen was thanking everyone there, and saw Qiao Linlin on the stage to present flowers.

She has long hair, she is wearing a coat on her upper body, and her beautiful legs on her lower body are shining with the spotlight, which is so white that she looks so thin and long.

The talented man presents a song and the beautiful woman presents flowers, which is definitely what most people want to see. The most important thing is that Zhou Yuwen said that this song was written for a girl.

Qiao Linlin, a very beautiful girl, went up to offer flowers with a shy and joyful look. Are they something about them?

Zhou Yuwen looked at the flowers sent by Qiao Linlin and took them and said, "Isn't this what Zijie gave you?"

, "It's use of waste." Qiao Linlin didn't care, and gave the flowers to Zhou Yuwen with a smile.

Then he opened his hands and said with a smile: "Big star, can you hold one?"

"My heartbroken, go ahead." Zhou Yuwen would not kiss me and me in public. At least he had a genuine girlfriend sitting down.

Qiao Linlin was a little regretful, and sent flowers and reluctantly left the stage.

Then Zhou Yuwen also stepped down, and the host went on stage to continue narration.

Wang Zijie was still sitting in the seat, looking depressed, Qiao Linlin kicked Wang Zijie on the side of the legs and feet: "What are you doing? Are you unhappy with this little thing?"

Wang Zijie hesitated for a long time and finally asked: "Linlin, do you like Zhou Yuwen?"

"What did you say?" Qiao Linlin was stunned.

Wang Zijie was afraid of making Qiao Linlin unhappy, so he stammered and wanted to explain, but Qiao Linlin giggled: "What are you kidding? I, a big girl in Baijing, found a man from another place? Do you want my mother to beat me to death? Do you think it's possible? You said that if Zhou Yuwen was from Shanghai City, Jinling, it's a matter of what's the problem? Where is he from? Where?"

When Wang Zijie saw Qiao Linlin say this, he felt relieved and answered Qiao Linlin: "Xu Huai."

"Yes, Xu Huai, I haven't heard of this place before. It's a countryside place. How could I find a boy from this place?" Qiao Linlin didn't tell any lies at this time. Although Zhou Yuwen is very good, Qiao Linlin is not as good as that silly girl Jiang Ting, and she handed over her heart when she came up. She just thought that Zhou Yuwen was more interesting and could be together with Zhou Yuwen, but how could it be possible to have Qiao Linlin and Zhou Yuwen fall in love?

Qiao Linlin even looks down on Wang Zijie, and it is even more impossible for anyone outside the capital to look like that.

When Qiao Linlin said this, Wang Zijie breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed, saying, "Yes, maybe I'm thinking too much. Old Zhou has a girlfriend. How could you like him Linlin?"

Qiao Linlin nodded in response to this.
Chapter completed!
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