Get a boyfriend after getting the plot wrong

Qin Zhu led Cong Jian back to the tea drinking place, Han Ting's mother and Yao Chun were still talking happily.

Qin Zhu: I don't understand, three hours soon, right?

Cong Jian stepped forward to say hello: "Aunt Zhou."

"Cong Jian? Why did you come here—oh, I forgot about this little classmate." Zhou Yue smiled kindly at Qin Zhu, "I haven't touched a major in so many years, talk to the students, it's strange that you are a match, Xiaochun I also like dramas as much as I do, and I can't stop chatting, which keeps you waiting for a long time."

Qin Zhu also replied with a smile: "No, no, Auntie, you talk, I'm going back with Cong Jian first."

Although Cong Jian hasn't heard about it yet, it's an excuse, let's talk about it later.

Of course, Qin Zhu made eye contact with Yao Chun. The other party didn't intend to ask for help, and the tags were also very stable. It seemed that they really had a pleasant chat.

Okay, it's fine.

Zhou Yue raised her face slightly and asked Cong Jian: "Why don't you introduce me? I don't even know what to do today."

"Don't listen to their nonsense." Cong Jian and his close elders naturally wanted to tell the truth, "Let me introduce you, this is Qin Zhu, my ordinary friend."

Thank you for verifying that I am a "normal friend".Qin Zhu squinted at him, and made another mistake that was about to be relieved on the spot: "Hello, Auntie, my name is Qin Zhu, and I'm trying to be his best friend."

Cong Jian was amused by him: "Why didn't I know you were still working hard."

Qin Zhu has nothing to say—the embarrassment is you, and you are the embarrassment!

Zhou Yue glanced at the two young people, and her smile deepened: "Good friends should get along well, come to play at home some other day, Xiao Qin?"

Qin Zhu politely agreed.

……

Yao Chun is fine here, Qin Zhu can go back to school, and said goodbye to Cong Jian: "Then I will go back."

"Throw it away when you're done using it?" Cong Jian understood him now, and didn't take that sentence seriously at all, "Don't, wait for me for a while, if the situation is wrong, call 'Big Sister' for me."

Qin Zhu subconsciously caught the mobile phone he handed over, and seeing him start to roll up his sleeves, he hurriedly asked, "What are you doing?"

Cong Jian glanced at him and said slowly, "It won't take me overnight to get my face back."

"It's his territory, don't be impulsive." Qin Zhu thought for a while and asked suspiciously, "Are you playing me?"

"If everything goes well, I can let you accompany me to the hospital and send you back to school." Cong Jian lowered her eyes and asked, "I don't need to bother playing you, do I?"

Qin Zhu was silent for a few seconds before telling him, "I don't remember your mobile phone password."

Cong Jian turned around and left.

"Don't!" Qin Zhu hurried to catch up with him, "If you can't beat him because of the yin and yang, he's too—too lawless..."

Cong Jian suppressed a smile: "Then what do you say, I feel uncomfortable."

"May I help you match up with him next time?" Qin Zhu stood up very actively.

Still on the line, directly chatting people down?Cong Jian pretended not to be happy and asked, "Just next time? What about today?"

Qin Zhu directly applied the template of what he did when he was in a bad mood: "Have a little barbecue all the time?"

"I've got something wrong, so I went back to fix the barbecue by myself." Cong Jian raised his foot to leave with an unacceptable look.

"You can find a friend." Qin Zhu hurriedly stopped him, puffed up his chest and said, "Friend."

Cong Jian remembered what he said just now, and asked, "Are you making an effort to become a good friend?"

"That's to ease the embarrassment." Qin Zhu rolled his eyes, "Then you made me even more embarrassed. You can stop emphasizing 'ordinary friends' so loudly in the future. Be careful."

Cong Jian was taken aback for a moment—no, this person didn't know the reasons why he emphasized that he was an "ordinary friend" at all, how could there be a hint.

"I've been acting with you for a long time, at least it's a tacit partner." Qin Zhu handed him back the phone, "I know you're playing me, but it's better not to use force to solve the problem, and don't Keep hurting yourself."

Cong Jian looked at him silently for a while before saying: "Okay. I'll go say hello to the elder sister and go first. Are you standing here—"

"Shut up, you! Go and come back." Qin Zhu knew that Cong Jian might not know what was going on, so he still didn't want to hear it, "Let's go."

Little Hua Zhu became more "round" when he became irritable.

Circle means cute.

It's a little strange to say that a man in his early twenties is cute, so I can only find another word to replace it.

Cong Jian said "um", and went to find Cong Ying first.

Cong Ying, the eldest, is in charge of convening the meals for the younger generations of the Cong family. Zhen, they are all idlers, so they dare not not come.

Although they often sit and eat in the same room, their relationship with each other is very ordinary.

There are too many strange things about the Cong family, but this one is not bad.

For example, Cong Shu's whereabouts have been unknown for almost two years, and everyone mentions that he is "doing research" during the holidays. It is completely impossible to see who knows the truth and who doesn't—Mr. Things are tight-lipped.

When Cong Jian returned to the room, Cong Ying was leaning against the window to answer the phone and chat about business. Cong Xin looked hopeless, Cong Nian was forced to stand by the wall, and Cong Zhen Suiyue sat quietly.

When Cong Jian saw her cousin's curly green curly hair and her cousin's branched red hair, her head hurt, so she didn't look at them more. She walked two steps away from Cong Ying and stood right in front of her, showing that she was anxious to have something to say. explain.

Cong Ying glanced at him, stopped the phone call, and asked Cong Jian, "What's the matter?"

"Well, I have something to leave first." Cong Jian said hello and turned to leave. The two purple eyes of Cong Xin, who was watching her adoringly, flashed, "... quite unique."

"Brother has taste." Cong Xin put up a silvery thumb and asked her own sister, "Hey, do you have something to go?"

Cong Ying said: "If your little boyfriend is half as serious as him, you can go too."

Cong Jian didn't hear right, turned around and saw that she didn't seem to be joking, so she said, "Did it all come to you? They made trouble with me, it's nothing like that."

Cong Ying said lightly: "No, you two, don't let people outside see the joke."

Cong Nian began to yell: "Sister, I really didn't care about that kid, I just went to play that day, saw Cong Jian giving him flowers, ran over to watch the fun, and was kicked by Cong Jian, he kicked me! Is it my fault?"

"You didn't do anything to him because you didn't catch up." Cong Jian immediately became angry, "Cong Nian, you know better than me what kind of shit you are, so don't be ashamed and complain."

"Why don't you meddle in your own business, you have to meddle in everyone's fun, now--fuck you don't come here!" Cong Nian said as he found a shelf to block himself, "Isn't it true that you said that to Second Uncle? Want to play with a man, how noble you are!"

"What did I say?" Cong Jian didn't go to him. Today, he didn't use force to solve the problem. He promised Qin Zhu that he should take it seriously.

Save first.

"Brother, I just want to have fun and don't need to come out of the closet. My second uncle was so shocked that he went to grandpa to talk about it." Cong Xin laughed, "I'll go, his face was smashed by grandpa, then-- What kind of youth, what kind of brains, such a little thing disturbs grandpa."

Cong Jian glanced at Cong Ying, seeing that her playful expression remained unchanged, she suppressed her anger and said, "You don't need to believe what he says, I never came out to him."

No one cared about clarification, and the conversation couldn't continue. Cong Jian didn't want to stay here any longer, so she turned around and walked out.

Cong Zhen's soft voice sounded as usual: "Then who should we take this classmate Qin Zhu for?"

Cong Jian frowned and looked back at her. The smile on her face widened until she squinted her eyes, which made her pupils as black as ink: "Is it still your second brother?"

Cong Jian knew what she was alluding to, and knew that he would be at a disadvantage whether he answered or not, but what he cared about most right now was not face.

"He is my friend." Cong Jian said clearly, "You guys, stay away from him."

Only Cong Xin shouted "Oh!" Cong Jian strode out of the room without looking at other people's reactions.

"You're so slow." Qin Zhu was playing a game, but didn't look up when he noticed Cong Jian's approach, "Wait a minute."

Cong Jian didn't respond, and stared at Qin Zhu's unblinking eyes because he was concerned about the battle situation.

It is translucent and translucent, and there is no deep meaning in it. Maybe it is strange that there is no response, so I glanced over a few times, and it was all purely curious.

"Are you being scolded?" Qin Zhu asked while sending instructions in the game, "If you can't come out, just send me a message."

Cong Jian sneered: "Are you free to watch?"

"There will always be, and you must have hope." Qin Zhupin said a word, but he didn't hear him answer, and said, "I was wrong. I should stand still and wait for you straight."

Cong Jian looked away and said, "Hurry up."

"Oh, the situation is stalemate, why don't you make do with the boss here?" Qin Zhu joked, "I guess I'm done."

"You said you were playing you, and I didn't intend to fight him at all." Cong Jian smiled, "I'll go talk to him, can you play another game after the fight?"

"You can't blame me for this matter. Whoever told you to get higher points secretly, I will not be able to keep up with you if I don't work hard." Qin Zhu is actually the type who thinks about his friends' feelings very much. He is afraid that he will say "go", then he is Really know how to listen, in order to finish this game well, dare to say anything, "In order to keep up with your footsteps, to be in sync with you, good friends, hand in hand, to score together, I worked hard."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Cong Jian felt a lot better after being rambled about by him, "You hit me, I'll go..."

"Smoking is harmful to your health." Qin Zhu blurted out, "Uh, this sentence is sincere, from the bottom of my heart."

"You're right." Cong Jian stuffed the cigarette case back into his pocket, "I found out that you talk more than the host just to play the game."

"You still watch live broadcasts?" Qin Zhu found a new topic, "Who do you usually watch live broadcasts?"

"Would you like to ask me who's live broadcasting, what kind of live broadcast, and a detailed introduction?" Cong Jian suddenly became ill-intentioned, and distracted him with long sentences, "Which anchors do you know? Ah, let me tell you, have I heard it or not?"

Qin Zhu couldn't distinguish the problem for a while, so he gave up: "Oh, go smoke, go smoke, although I get motion sickness easily when I smell the smoke, but I can endure it for the sake of friendship!"

"You are patient for the game." Cong Jian is not addicted to cigarettes, so she definitely can't smoke after hearing about it, and somehow feels that she who doesn't talk or leave is too much for him, and doesn't want to be a good person, so she commented He said, "Squeamish."

Qin Zhu corrected him very seriously: "Don't call me squeamish."

Cong Jian didn't take it seriously, and teased him: "What's the matter, give me another palm?"

The game is finally over, Qin Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the game and put away the phone, and challenged Cong Jian: "I'm afraid you won't be able to stand up to me because I'm so squeamish."

When he was a vegetarian, he watched pigs run from childhood!

Cong Jian was amused by him again: "You try."