Reborn 1980, I kicked the scumbag with my left foot and hooked the richest man with my right hand

"Why don't you tell him face to face if you have something to say? Why are you going around here and there?"

Hu Mengni lowered her head, her eyes full of melancholy, "You don't know something. Grandpa doesn't allow me to have contact with him. He no longer belongs to the Hu family."

Mo Youzhu was speechless, "Is it possible that your grandfather has an spy at Beijing University?"

"Anyway, I can't go against any of Grandpa's wishes."

Mo Youzhu thought for a while and suggested, "I think you should write him a letter and let me forward it to him!

This way it's more convincing. "

"Then, I'll write a letter and send it to your dormitory later, okay?"

Hu Mengni also felt that what Mo Youzhu said was extremely reasonable.

Then he explained, "I want to ask you to send a message, but it's actually a temporary idea.

I saw Wenxuan on campus just now. He seemed very sad and glanced at me with red eyes, but did not say hello to me.

Apparently, he thought everyone in the Hu family had given up on him.

It really hurts to see. "

"It's rare that you, a sister, encourage him to write quickly and get the letter into his hands as soon as possible."

Mo Youzhu had a better impression of her and felt that this girl was not as snobbish as other Hu family members.

......

It was already three days after Hu Wenxuan received the letter written to him by Hu Mengni.

The child cried with joy and wished he could shed tears all his life.

After crying, she still couldn't believe it, "Is this letter really written by my sister? You didn't write it to comfort me, right?"

Because even his mother, who raised him by herself, had given up on him, it was really surprising that my sister wrote a letter to comfort him.

"Am I familiar with you? And I wrote to comfort you."

Mo Youzhu just rolled her eyes at him. If it weren't for the fact that this guy was Uncle Sun's biological son, she would have wanted to beat him to death!

Hu Wenxuan carefully checked the handwriting and finally believed that this letter was really written by his sister. His depressed heart felt relieved a lot.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "I'll write a reply. Can you help me forward it to her?"

"I've become a postman." Mo Youzhu rolled his eyes again, but finally nodded, "Write it! Hurry, while I'm in a good mood."

"Okay! Thank you!" Hu Wenxuan jumped up happily, "I'll write it right now, you wait."

On Monday, Mo Youzhu went to Hu Mengni's dormitory and handed the letter written by Hu Wenxuan into her hands.

"Don't let me be the postman from now on. You can just put it in the mailbox, OK."

Unexpectedly, Hu Mengni actually jumped up, hugged her, and kissed her on the face, "Thank you, Youyou, I love you!"

Mo Youzhu: .....What the hell?Could this woman be a lesbian?

......

Perhaps because he experienced too many things this semester, Mo Youzhu failed to get first place.

Han Xueyin's total score was a few points higher than hers, and her proud expression almost reached the sky. She felt like she was letting out a breath of bad breath. When she looked at Mo Youzhu, her face twisted into a smile.

"Mo Youzhu, I won first place, are you jealous of me?"

"No! Because I have never been obsessed with No. 1." Mo Youzhu looked completely calm.

In the beginning, she fought for the first place just because she didn't want to be looked down upon. Now she is a 'scientist' with multiple invention patents.

There is no need to be obsessed with being first or not.

"Okay! In fact, I'm not that obsessed with No. 1 anymore." Han Xueyin hugged her shoulders, "I invite you to my house again, do you want to go?"

"I'm sorry, I have to reject you again. I have very important activities today." Mo Youzhu said apologetically, "I will visit you directly at your home another day. Give me your home phone number!"

"Okay!" Han Xueyin pouted, wrote down her home phone number on homework paper, tore it off and handed it to her.

"I'm just waiting for you to come to my house to find me."

"Sure, I will definitely make time to go." Mo Youzhu took the paper in her hand, put it solemnly into his bag, and waved to her.

"Goodbye, top student."

Mo Youzhu is indeed busy today, because today is a turning point in Fang Mei's life.

The final of the Young Singer Grand Prix will be broadcast live on CCTV. Fang Mei was lucky enough to enter the final.

Because those knockout matches were only conducted internally and were not broadcast nationally, this time it is different, and audiences across the country will see this game.

Mo Youzhu planned to go to the scene to cheer her up.

……

The winter in Beijing is extremely cold. There is heavy snow falling outside the house, and the snow on the ground is more than a foot high. However, the live broadcast of the Young Singers Grand Prix was very lively.

As a friend of the contestants, Mo Youzhu was arranged to sit in a seat to the side. Fortunately, it was quite close to the front and did not affect her ability to watch the show.

Sun Xingwei and Sun Haoran also came, and the three of them sat together.

Because Hu Wenxuan also participated in this singing competition.

Although he did not participate in the audition, as a student of Teacher Li, he could open a back door and start directly from the semi-finals.

Fortunately, he was very confident and was not eliminated in the rematch. With his super talent and skillful singing skills, he successfully entered the finals.

Only twelve people entered the finals, and tens of thousands of people from all over the country participated.

Even if he didn't get a place in this competition and just showed his face, it would still be a big deal.

When the contestants were brought into the arena, they happened to pass by Mo Youzhu.

Her eyes were all on Fang Mei. She was wearing a slim-fitting evening dress and her figure was perfectly proportioned.

Her hair was tied up high and her back was straight, giving her a noble and elegant temperament.

The makeup on her face is slightly thicker, making her look extraordinarily gorgeous.

But this is stage makeup, it’s too light to hold up the scene.

When she passed Mo Youzhu, Fang Mei bent down and hugged her, "Yuyou! Thank you, I love you!"

Mo Youzhu gave her two thumbs up. "Don't be nervous, come on!"

"Ok!"

As soon as Fang Mei left, Hu Wenxuan also came, shouting happily, "Dad, brother, do you think I'm handsome today?"

"Handsome, so handsome." Sun Xingwei stood up, hugged him, and patted his back gently, "Don't be nervous, and don't put too much pressure on him."

Sun Haoran also stood up and said words of encouragement, "Wenxuan, I'm proud of you." He also gave him a hug.

There is no time to waste, after hugging you, you have to go backstage.

Hu Wenxuan was actually a little reluctant to leave, and there was no trace of a playboy at all.

When Mo Youzhu looked at them, he had to admire Uncle Sun's skill in educating children, and how he was able to win the child's heart back in such a short period of time.

.....

At the same time, the Ye family.

Ye Yuheng didn't know what was wrong, but he actually asked the whole family to watch TV programs together.

Halfway through the competition, the host suddenly said, "Contestant No. [-], Fang Mei, is from Shaanxi."

Everyone in the room except Ye Yuheng seemed to have been struck by lightning.

"That's Fang Mei, it's really Fang Mei, she, why has he changed like this now? He can also sing." Wang Ma couldn't control herself and exclaimed at first.

"Yes! She has become so beautiful and elegant."

Ye Wanyu glanced at her mother, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

"It seems that compared with city people, country people are not much worse. Some country people are much better than most city people."

Meng Yingxue didn't know who Fang Mei was and rolled her eyes in confusion.