It’s the end of the month, everyone should quickly see if they vote for their monthly votes. If they don’t vote, then vote for the old fool, otherwise it will be invalid! If you have recommended votes, please vote for two votes at the same time...

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Wang Bo quickly found the information he was looking for in the reading room on the second floor. After he hurriedly wrote it down, he went downstairs to the assistant curator's office, intending to give Cheng Wenjin the finished manuscript "Rural Teacher" to Cheng Wenjin to taste. Last time he agreed to the other party to finish writing it, he showed it to the other party.

When he arrived at the first floor, he unexpectedly found that Cheng Wenjin's office was closed. He pushed it with his hand, but it didn't open it, and the door was locked. As a last resort, Wang Bo had to return to the reading room, feeling a little disappointed.

Today, in addition to checking the information, he also wanted Cheng Wenjin to read the "masterpiece" that he had worked hard and worked hard for ten days to complete, and to see what expressions would appear after reading "Mother-in-law". The last time the two had a great conversation in the library and had relatively in-depth exchanges in both literature and music, Cheng Wenjin was indeed shocked and felt that he had found a "year-old friend" who could have a conversation at the spiritual level; for Wang Bo, Cheng Wenjin, the first woman he had encountered with a coexistence of appearance and wisdom and excellent temperament, had also been surprised and surprised.

That said, it is not to say that Wang Bo has any evil thoughts about his "future mother-in-law". He likes or even falls in love with his mother-in-law. He is not as shameless as a beast, and is so hungry and thirsty that he is "not afraid of meat and vegetables".

appreciate!

Just appreciation!

It can only be appreciated!

A friend of the opposite sex who is independent in spirit and equal in soul, who has reached a certain resonance in at least the two fields of literature and music, and has a "fourth type of relationship" that is free from family, love and friendship to the other party!

This is his attitude and thoughts towards his "mother-in-law". If you have to use one word to describe and summarize his feelings about Cheng Wenjin, "confidant" is probably the most appropriate word he can find at the moment.

In addition, Wang Bo also had a "little Jiujiu" in his heart. Although he could not find a specific reason, he never said a word with the other party, and had only met twice. However, based on a man's intuition, he felt that his girlfriend's seemingly gentle father was probably not easy to do! There is an old saying in Sifang that "mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law. The more she looks, the happier she is." Compared with the father-in-law who is "not easy to do", Wang Bo still felt that starting from the "better" mother-in-law, saving the country in a curve, is more secure and safer. As long as the mother-in-law likes her son-in-law, plus Liang Ya, two votes to one vote, even if her father Liang Jingquan is not interested in him or even opposes him, he may not stop him and Liang Ya from finally achieving success.

Just as he was about to enter the reading room to continue writing his second science fiction short story "The Dao of Chaos", Wang Bo caught a glimpse of the administrator who was chatting with Cheng Wenjin in the reading room last time, and the time for closing time passed, and finally he was reminded by an administrator in the library.

"Sister Zhang, isn't my Aunt Cheng working today?" Wang Bo hurriedly walked up and asked in a low voice that Cheng Wenjin called Xiao Zhang's administrator last time.

"Ah. Are you...Assistant Cheng's nephew?" Xiao Zhang looked at Wang Bo's face and suddenly remembered the big boy in front of him who had a great time talking to Cheng Wenjin last time and had been chatting in the reading room for a long time. "Assistant Cheng asked for leave today. Do you have something to ask her? If you have something to do, you can call her by the library phone!" Xiao Zhang said with a smile.

"Oh, no, no! It's no big deal! Thank you, Sister Zhang. You're busy, I'll check the information." After learning that Cheng Wenjin was not at work today, Wang Bo said goodbye to Xiao Zhang and returned to the reading room to continue writing his novels.

This time I forgot about writing. It was not until the administrator reminded him that the library was about to close, that Wang Bo woke up from the plot.

When he returned the book, he picked up his schoolbag at the storage room on the first floor. When Wang Bo pushed the cart away from the library gate, it was almost six o'clock and the sky was dimming.

Wang Bo, who was riding a bicycle, walked around the gymnasium and rode all the way to his home in the printing factory community along the Jinshui River. White smoke rose one after another, and the smell of cumin barbecue floated out in waves, stimulating Wang Bo's sense of smell. He didn't feel hungry all of a sudden.

So, Wang Bo tried his best and the bicycle speed suddenly accelerated. Not long after, he rode a barbecue street by the river and arrived at the fork. There were two directions at the fork. One was forward, leading to the community he rented, and the other was east, leading to the school and the rice noodle shop. Wang Bo originally wanted to go home and get something first and then go to the rice noodle shop for dinner and evening study, but now he was hungry because of the barbecue smell, so he didn't want to go home to get what you can take or not.

As soon as the head of the bike turned, he was about to go to the left, he suddenly saw two bicycles rushing towards him quickly. The bike was a man and a woman, with the man in front and the woman behind, flying past his eyes. The speed of the two people riding was really fast, like two gusts of wind swept through him, so that Wang Bo subconsciously looked back. The boy who had passed in front had already rode a little far away, but he could see clearly the back of the girl who had just passed by and followed the boy:

Short hair and wearing the navy blue school uniform of No. 4 Middle School. Although only half of it can be seen, just one half of it can be seen, you can feel the slender figure of the owner. The slender figure is narrowly zipped in the middle by the waist-lifting design of No. 4 Middle School’s school uniform, forming a perfect and thin waistline that can only be held in one hand. Once the small and thin waist passes, it begins to expand to both sides, drawing two graceful arcs. This is the other’s buttocks, straight/protruding, and not lacking in roundness. When the other person is sitting on a mountain bike riding, this feeling is particularly prominent and strong.

Just based on this extremely familiar back, Wang Bo, who knew the woman behind his back, immediately knew who was riding the bike in front of him:

Zhong Jiahui!

After a National Day show, he didn't pay much attention to a girl who was almost fading out of his memory.

"It turned out to be her! At this time, she didn't go home or go to school, why did she hurry to run towards the stadium? And, was she still following a 'yellow-haired'?" Seeing Zhong Jiahui in Class 8 following a boy, Wang Bo suddenly became curious. This curiosity was of course because Zhong Jiahui was one of the girls he had crushed in his previous life. If it weren't for this reason, he could only glance at it, flatten his mouth, and then do whatever he should do.

Wang Bo simply turned the bicycle in one direction, sitting on the cushion of the mountain bike, with one foot on the ground, fucking his hands, staring at the girl who should have gone home or school at this time but was completely different.

Under Wang Bo's gaze, he saw Zhong Jiahui following the boy in front, first riding forward, then turning right, and riding towards the lawn on the right. Soon after, he reached the end of the lawn, which was under the wall of the stadium. There were three boys, seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same size as Wang Bo. The hair of the three boys was all dyed yellow, two of whom were smoking cigarettes, leaning casually and freely against the two bicycles; the other one, with his eyebrows lowered and his head down, and stood in timidly before the two boys who smoked, as if he had made a mistake.

As soon as Zhong Jiahui and the boy who led the way came, the two smoking boys immediately threw away the cigarette butts, smiled and greeted him. The timid boy also followed, stood with Zhong Jiahui, pulled Zhong Jiahui's arm, opened and closed his mouth, and said something to Zhong Jiahui. Because the distance was far and the sky was a little dim, Wang Bo could not hear what those people said, nor could he see clearly the expressions of those people. But there were two points he could still confirm:

1: Four boys, because they are yellow-haired, cannot be students from No. 4 Middle School, either vocational high school students or young people who are in the society.

2: The boy who held Zhong Jiahui's arm and Zhong Jiahui did not resist at all was either Zhong Jiahui's boyfriend or relatives like her brother or younger brother.

The class beauty of No. 4 Middle School, a school beauty, is a scene where a few suspected gangsters stay together. Uh, to be honest, Wang Bo has only seen such scenes in many novels he has read in his previous life, but has never seen them in reality.

Wang Bo, who had never seen the "Western scenery", suddenly became interested. He simply jumped off his bicycle, set up a car, and looked at a corner of the gymnasium from a distance in a posture of watching the show. Now it was getting late and the song ended, and almost no one would pay attention to the occasion of young men and women, and watch the show with relish.

Yes, until now, Wang Bo would not think that Zhong Jiahui, a girl who liked him in high school in his previous life, would encounter any dangers or force. The novel is full of dangers, and often shows "heroes save beauty" scenes. In reality, how can there be so many "heroes save beauty"? Moreover, the small county town where he was born and raised is not like the Guanghan next door, which has produced the kind of black and slutty leader who can scare children to cry. The overall social atmosphere in all directions is still good.

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PS: I'm really sorry, the reward data from Qidian backend still has not recovered when Lao Zai uploaded the manuscript, and Lao Zai couldn't count the reward thank you list. A friend told the book review area that there is a system where to post. I looked at it and found that the time of posting on it was messy. My information statistics above were either duplicate or missed.
Chapter completed!