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Mu Anan returned to the small villa.
Picking up the phone, he clicked on the Weibo interface.
The matter of Meng Fanxing has been highly discussed on the Internet, and of course all kinds of abuse and curses are inevitable.
There is also a large-scale event of de-fans and back-stepping.
This time, Meng Fanxing was totally screwed!
At the same time, many netizens are busy teasing the c family.
Just because of Meng Fanxing's accident, the shooting progress of C's house had to be suspended again.
Even the heroine part had to be filmed from the beginning.
It can be said that it was a waste of work.
I am such a female man: the c family may be a magic mirror, whichever female star is hired as the endorsement, an accident will happen to any female star
All the cps I knocked on are poisonous: isn¡¯t it? The next female star who will be endorsed by c family must be cautious!
Don't be the same as the previous two again, all the true colors have been found out.
Mu An'an browsed for a while, and felt that this session of netizens was quite interesting.
If things go on like this, the C family may really come up with some countermeasures.
At this time, a WeChat message popped up on the top of the phone screen.
Humble Xiaojiu: Sister-in-law Seven
There is also a small expression of "peeking" at the back.
Mu An'an: What's the matter?
Humble Xiaojiu: It's nothing, I just want to discuss with you It's not a big deal! All you have to do is nod your head and you'll be done!
Humble Xiaojiu: Seventh Sister-in-Law, you nod first, and I'll talk later, okay?
Mu An'an: Say something first, and I'll think about it later.
Humble Xiaojiu: Okay. I just want to ask you, can the New Year's gift be replaced with something else, not the college entrance examination mock paper?
Humble Xiaojiu: After all, this is the first New Year we have met since we met, so let¡¯s leave some happy memories for each other, okay?
In the upper left corner of the chat box, it also displays "The other party is typing".
Obviously, Zongzhengjiu intends to use her talkative skills to try to persuade Mu An'an.
Mu An'an replied calmly with two words: OK.
Zongzhengjiu, who had always typed quickly, suddenly disappeared.
It seems to be repeatedly confirming the meaning of the two words Mu Anan sent.
After a few seconds, her message popped up again.
Today is happy Xiaojiu again: Sister-in-law Qi, is what you said true? You really promised me? Wow! Seven sisters-in-law, I love you so much!
Mu An'an: Well, it just so happens that I have resumed my studies during this time. I can help you prepare some university materials so that you can familiarize yourself with them in advance.
Xiao Jiu broke apart: Goodbye Seventh Sister-in-law!
After leaving this sentence, Zongzheng Jiu ran away directly.
Mu Anan smiled and shook her head.
Turn off the phone screen and put it aside.
She picked up the professional book she just brought back from the university by the way, and read it.
When Mu Anan is studying, he always devotes himself wholeheartedly.
A few strands of hair fell down, and she just casually pulled them behind her ears.
In a flash, several hours passed.
The sky outside has also completely darkened.
Cover the book.
Mu Anan sat up straight and stretched a lot.
On the side of the notebook, there are several pages full of key content.
It is the result of her hard study in the past few hours.
Mu Anan felt a great sense of accomplishment.
She picked up her phone and made a triumphant gesture towards the camera.
And I didn't forget to photograph the key props - books and notebooks together.
Then, he directly sent the photo to Zong Zhengyu.
In the photo, she is smiling brightly.
But in the following accompanying text, she began to act pitifully, begging for comfort¡ª¡ª
Mu Anan: Seventh Master, An An is so pitiful.
Mu An'an: I just resumed my first day of school, so I read for a few hours.
Zong Zhengyu: Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you are worried about not being able to keep up with the progress of the school, I will ask the principal to suspend classes for two months.
Zong Zhengyu's words were not coaxing Mu An'an, he would really do this!
Mu An'an: It doesn't matter if the class is suspended, I just need to be hugged by Master Qi!
Mu An'an: Master Qi, hug~
Along with this sentence, there is anotherThe expression of being coquettish and begging for a hug.
Zong Zhengyu replied with a hugging expression.
Mu Anan hugged her phone and smiled extremely sweetly.
He tapped the input box and wanted to say something more.
But at this moment, Zong Zhengyu sent another message.
Zong Zhengyu: An An, sorry. I still have things to do here.
Mu An'an was a little disappointed when he saw this content.
But she immediately deleted the spelled words and replied instead.
Mu An'an: It's okay, go get busy. Let's chat when you're done!
After sending this message, there was no response from Zong Zhengyu.
Mu Anan stared at the chat box of the two of them, feeling a sense of reluctance in his heart.
She really wanted to say a few more words to Zong Zhengyu, even if it was just a meaningless chat.
But Zongzheng Yu was really too busy during this time.
She has to be obedient and not put pressure on him
Moreover, Zong Zhengyu has been working so hard. As the little princess raised by Zongzheng Yu, how could she lose?
Thinking of this, Mu An'an opened the book again, and continued to read it.
Unknowingly, the clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock in the morning.
Mu Anan closed the book and yawned.
Picked up the phone and looked at it.
Zong Zhengyu hasn't looked for her yet, so he must still be busy.
Mu An'an suddenly felt distressed.
After thinking for a while, she sent another message to Zong Zhengyu¡ª¡ª
Mu Anan: Seventh Master, I'm going to bed. After you finish your work, remember to take a rest early, don't be too tired. Good night!
Zong Zhengyu was still in the state of instant recovery: good night, have a good dream.
Mu Anan looked at the last message and smiled.
Afterwards, she tidied up a bit, then lay down in the bed and fell asleep.
When he was sleeping soundly, a message alert sounded suddenly in the silent night.
Mu Anan opened his eyes in a daze, and stared at the mobile phone with the screen still on on the bedside table for a while.
The mood is unhappy.
But after a few seconds, she suddenly thought, could it be that Zong Zhengyu had finished his work?
Thinking of this, she suddenly sat up from the bed.
However, when she took the phone over with anticipation, she saw that she had received a text message.
And it's an anonymous text message.
Mu Anan frowned, and clicked on the text message.
His face suddenly became very ugly!
Reaching out to turn on the light in the room, Mu Anan zoomed in on the photo, and looked at it several times carefully.
The person in the photo is indeed Zong Zhengyu!
However, it is far from Zongzheng Yu in my impression!
Zong Zhengyu in the photo lost a lot of weight.
That perfectly crafted and perfect face was showing a bit of weakness and paleness at this moment.
What irritated Mu An'an's eyes the most was the pool of blood on his palm!
Seventh Lord
What happened to her seventh master?
Mu Anan's pupils constricted.
Exiting the text message with a little panic, found Zong Zhengyu's WeChat, and was about to play a video.
But at this moment, a call showing an unknown number broke in
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