follow my heart

The get out of class bell rings.

Meng Buqing raised his face, rubbed his blushing forehead, and said, "Zhang Ming, where are you going, don't you want to have dinner with us?"

"..."

She looked back, and the boys all packed their bags and stood up.

Zhang Ming hesitated for two seconds between Meng Buqing's casualness and the vigilance of the girl beside him, and after saying something to the girl, he quickly walked around to them from the aisle next to him.

"Let's go!"

"What do you say later?"

"Ask Meng Buqing."

Meng Buqing glanced at Zuo Xiaoyun: "Go to that newly opened grilled fish shop?"

"Okay! I heard it's a bit expensive there..."

"Can one meal make me bankrupt?"

Meng Buqing was half carrying his bag, and when passing by, he smiled and said to the angry girl beside him, "I'm sorry, little sister, there are more people on our side, so it seems more attractive."

Stop talking and move on.

You can speak ill of me behind my back, but I can also easily summon the boy you like in front of you.Call it, come immediately.

Zuo Xiaoyun walked a few steps quickly, walked side by side with Meng Buqing, and asked in a low voice, "Is it a bit obvious?"

"Obvious what?"

"Zhang Ming should be able to see that the girl likes him now."

"Did you think he couldn't see it before? He just followed because he felt that the cannon fodder would please me like fireworks when it exploded, proving his own charm. That's all."

"Woo, what a scary boy." Zuo Xiaoyun rubbed his arms with a blank expression on his face, "I thought they were straight, and they didn't understand anything."

Meng Buqing chuckled: "Pretending to be a fool is a traditional tactic for boys, don't be fooled."

A group of people walked out of the school lively.

The grilled fish shop is classically decorated, and there is a big golden fish in the middle of the wooden counter. It does not know what the meaning is.The store was half full, almost all of them were students from nearby.

There were many of them, and they followed the waiter into the big private room.

Meng Buqing was absent-minded, listening to their chat, it was rare to say a few words.Her seat was by the window, and the wooden window covered with white paper could not block anything, and the light was warmly reflected on her face through the paper.

"Our Meng Buqing almost fell asleep after a meal."

They talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was still good.

After dinner, go back to the number courtyard to continue the class of the boss.

Meng Buqing was pretty good at this class, but during this period of time, he was in a daze, his mind was covered with gauze.She tried her best to listen to the class, but still half understood.

It seems that if you blink, you will miss a few key words at that moment.

I can't understand the formula either.

get out of class is temporarily dismissed.

Zuo Xiaoyun took out biscuits from his bag and asked Meng Buqing, "Are you hungry?"

"Don't eat," Meng Buqing pressed his face against the book, and sighed, "I don't dare to go hungry if I can't learn."

"It's okay, I don't understand either."

"Liar, you stared at him very seriously."

"Because Mr. Gao cut his hair, it seems that he even tattooed his eyebrows! Have you noticed? I have been observing his eyebrows!"

"..."

Zuo Xiaoyun lowered his voice: "You haven't been very happy today, since Zhang Ming said that... don't you care?"

"Well, I don't care. But it's a little annoying when I think about some things in the past."

"What happened before?"

Meng Buqing shook his head, and quickly changed the subject, "The main reason is that I played games too late yesterday, and didn't sleep well, so sleepy."

I don't want to tell Zuo Xiaoyun, because I'm afraid she will think it's my fault.

"It's almost there. If you persist for half an hour, you can go home." Zuo Xiaoyun took out the chocolate bar and comforted her, "I won't call you so early next time."

"Okay." Meng Buqing smiled.

The incident in high school, of course, has a follow-up.

After reading the content of Zhang Linglin's space, Meng Buqing took apart the cake he bought to apologize and reconciled, and threw it directly on her face.

Then I was called by the teacher to the office for criticism.

When she returned to the classroom, she found everyone surrounding Zhang Linglin to comfort her.He even accused Meng Buqing face-to-face that his speech was wrong, that there was a problem with the three views, and that he might have been acting as a mistress for someone long ago.

After the initial anger and fear passed, Meng Buqing realized something was wrong instantly.She asked her friends who are usually on good terms with her, did Zhang Linglin tell them anything?

Indeed.

She talked a lot about how Meng Buqing spoke ill of them behind their backs, how she disliked them, and how they made it up.In order for everyone to stand by her side, for Meng Buqing to be isolated.

Meng Buqing did not confront on the spot.

She went home directly, skipped class for half a day and brought the computer over.

During the lunch break, use the computer to connect to the teaching whiteboard in the classroom, and post the chat records saved by the automatic roaming for everyone to watch.

Zhang Linglin thought that after Meng Buqing was deleted unilaterally, the chat records would disappear forever.

In fact, she was the one who said bad things about almost all the girls behind their backs.

Meng Buqing only occasionally echoed it perfunctorily.

Everyone was excited to watch the excitement, and there was a lot of sighs.People outside passed by, thinking that their class was holding some kind of activity.

Zhang Linglin burst into tears instantly, and cried in Xia Qin's arms.

Then Meng Buqing was scolded by this girl named Xia Qin—who was also her good friend—to doubt her life.

Originally, the only reason she was friends with Zhang Linglin was that Xia Qin liked to ask Zhang Linglin to play with her.Meng Buqing has always regarded Xia Qin as his best friend in his heart.

She likes her kindness and gentleness, politeness and tutoring.

Xia Qin, who is kind, gentle, polite and has a tutor, asked Meng Buqing angrily, "Do you want her to be isolated by doing this?"

"Because, because she spread rumors about me first."

"She was hurt by you, and she talked nonsense for a while when she was angry. Wouldn't it be fine to explain to everyone later? Now that you are like this, and you have done so well, what will she do in the future?"

"..."

"Whoever offends you, do you have to take revenge? Can't you be more upright?"

"..."

Is it because Meng Buqing did something bad, or because she raised her neck, even if she held back her tears until her eyes were red, she didn't want to cry in front of everyone.

That's why Xia Qin didn't help her.

For many nights after breaking up the relationship, Meng Buqing was thinking, what is going on?

She is obviously a friend, but she is not on her side.

—

After a day's class, Meng Buqing only felt exhausted.

When she got home, she numbly washed the vegetables and cooked, and finally relaxed a lot when the vegetables and meat were stir-fried a few times and the aroma came out.The brain nerves that were throbbing from studying all day were soothed.

I first learned to cook, but because I was spoiled by my aunt's cooking skills since I was a child, and I would feel nauseous after eating a few takeaway meals.When his family was bankrupt and couldn't afford to hire an aunt or eat in high-end restaurants, Meng Buqing could only learn to cook by himself.

It wasn't until now that she realized that she should like it.

She is also quite slow about things she likes.

The meal has just been cooked, so there is no need to call, Ji Wan has already gone downstairs with the computer in her arms.

"Did you smell it?" Meng Buqing came out with the food and set the table, feeling incredible, "It's so accurate every time."

Ji Wan sat aside and nodded, "Yes."

"Okay, you are good."

Hearing this, Ji Wan unabashedly rolled her eyes at her, and then helped serve the rest of the dishes.

By the way, I was concerned: "Is there anything fun in school?"

"No, I have to do homework by myself, and my brain hurts." Meng Buqing pursed her mouth, looking aggrieved, "Besides, after reading the book for a long time, the more I read, the more I don't understand it. I can't write the questions that I could write."

Ji Wan laughed out loud: "That's quite difficult."

Meng Buqing took out his mobile phone and suddenly remembered something.

She put the phone away and asked seriously: "Is Fuxi ugly? Also, I heard that Nvwa and Fuxi are gourd personifications?"

"It is written in "Fuxi Research" that both Fuxi and Pangu were born of gourds. As for whether they are ugly or not," Ji Wan said with a smile, "if a person can only see in the carved lines on the unearthed sarcophagus portrait, Ugly, that's really too short-sighted."

"Ah, wait! What is Fuxikao?"

"It's a textual research, a book written by Wen Yiduo, an expert on Chinese mythology."

Meng Buqing stared blankly at her erudition.

After a short pause, he nodded, gave a thumbs up dryly and said, "You even understand mythology, how educated you are."

The corners of Ji Wan's lips twitched: "It's just that your literary knowledge is too poor."

Meng Buqing picked up a chopstick of a chicken leg, took a bite of the meat, and said vaguely: "You don't need to be very educated, hair and knowledge cannot coexist, just look at you."

Ji Wan really raised her hand to touch her hair, then lowered her eyes and said calmly, "But I'm not bald either!"

angry tone.

The food in Meng Buqing's mouth almost spit out from laughter.

"..."

She slowed down, stared at Ji Wan's long black and smooth hair, and lied without blinking: "I see that your hairline is already a little dangerous."

"No, absolutely not."

"I'll give you a feel for my hair volume. You can compare it, and you'll know what's in your mind."

Meng Buqing spoke naturally, and quickly lowered his head to eat, hiding the smug smirk that could not be contained on his lips.Ji Wan seemed to be hesitating, but after a while, she really got up and touched her ponytail, and it was still thick when she squeezed it tightly.

Meng Buqing continued to lie: "I'm born with not much hair volume, how is it? Are you going bald?"

"..."

She raised her eyes and saw a trace of panic flickering in Ji Wan's eyes, and said calmly, "You have quite a lot of hair volume, this is a genetic problem."

"Wrong, big mistake, the main reason is that I have good exercise habits, so my hair won't fall out, and if I don't lose it first, it will grow more and more," Meng Buqing said seriously, "I have taken biology courses, This is not going to lie to you."

Ji Wan's expression was moved, as if she was a little persuaded.

Meng Buqing looked at her amusedly: "Don't worry, I will continue to take you to the gym tomorrow."

Ji Wan: "..."

Her lips moved, but she couldn't say no.

—

at night.

After Ji Wan took a shower, she sat down in front of the computer while wiping her dripping hair.Suddenly thinking of the question Meng Buqing asked at the dinner table, she opened the novel comment area with a vague feeling.

I am busy revising the manuscript for publication today, and I haven't had time to pay attention to the comment area of ​​the serialized book.

The content updated yesterday did describe a few Fuxi and Nuwa.

Scrolled down.

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[Fuxi is a gourd anthropomorphic? ? ?He also wrote Fuxi so ugly, whether the author wants to smear our Chinese mythological figures so well, and write so well about foreign scenery, worshiping foreign countries, is a shame. ]

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[The fifth part of Wen Yiduo's "Fuxi Kao" Fuxi and Gourd Li, this point is clearly demonstrated by a large number of ancient documents and folklore materials. It's a gourd baby, with seven flowers la la la on a vine.If you want to refute, it is suggested to publish a book first and then leave a message asking us to read it.Before writing, remember to read more research on the unearthed sarcophagus portraits. If you think the portraits are ugly, it is because your eyelids are too shallow. It is recommended to finish the nine-year compulsory education. ]

"..."

Ji Wan selected it with the mouse, staring at these lines of small words, the smile on her lips widened slightly.

Yo, this little guy went to look up the book seriously.

To help her explain.

Immediately, I noticed her nickname:

Qi Wenwen's wife.

... so cute?

Ji Wan leaned back against the chair, raised her hand and rubbed between her brows and began to laugh.