"I will return it within three days at most." Xia Wei walked all night long, and Weiden's suit collar was thinking hatefully.

"It seems that I haven't written an essay for a long time. Today I will assign an essay to you as homework. The title is "My Favorite Classmate". You must write real people, real stories and real names, and you cannot plagiarize or make up randomly. If you get the most mentioned students, you will receive a mysterious gift."

The students were talking about it, and the mysterious gift fell second. Although the title of "most popular among classmates" was not officially recognized, it was also a huge capital.

Ye Yuhu thought: "If I become the most popular person among my classmates, Bei Xiaodan should look up to me." He immediately sent a text message to several best friends: "You must write me on the composition, and I will treat you tonight."

Cui Zheng also had his own plans and thought to himself: "In order to prove my reputation as a squad leader, how can I get this title?" He replied to Ye Yuhu: "In exchange, you have to write me too, and I will treat you at noon."

Su Feihong secretly planned: "I claim to be the most beautiful woman in Class 2 of the second year. It is a shame to not be liked by others, so I will fight."

Murong Lanluo thought to himself: "If everyone writes it on, the teacher will think I am very well-behaved and that's it."

Even the marginal people like Tian Yonglie and Lin Xiaoken dream that one day all the classmates would circulate around him. Who has never longed for the halo and enjoyed the scene of admiration? What's more, a large group of beautiful girls and children of rich men who are confident in themselves, and Liao Xuebing said it, and the classroom immediately became a presidential campaign scene. The relationship is to pull feelings and show charm. Some people even bribed Teacher Liao and hope that he would operate in secret and get himself up.

Liao Xuebing did not expect that everyone was full of energy and said, "Uh, Xia Wei, how much do you plan to ask someone else to do this time?"

Xia Wei stood up with a stuttering on his neck: "Students, please listen clearly. Who wrote me as the protagonist in this composition will be rewarded with one thousand yuan, and those mentioned in the composition will be rewarded with two hundred yuan."

Is it not easy to write a name? Ye Yuhu thought angrily, if you don’t give the 200 yuan, don’t blame me for being polite if you don’t give it to me.

"Okay, then get out of class will be over. I will hand over the composition to Bei Xiaodan tomorrow."

Lunch time is here, which is the most troublesome day for Lao Liao. There is Murong Lanluo in front and Bei Xiaodan behind. It is not a big deal if the two girls collide together and Yinchuan gets up and puts the lunch box on his head, it will be ugly.

After thinking about it, I still felt wronged that Xiao Lanluo was wronged. Who told her to cook the food so bad that she couldn't even smell the dog when she fell on the ground.

"Lan Luo." Lao Liao said seriously: "I had a severe stomachache today. I decided not to eat this meal at noon. You can play with your classmates in the dormitory, don't worry about me for the time being."

"Ah, my stomach hurts? I must have eaten something bad. Who told you to go to the bar all day long? Let's go, I'll take you to see a doctor." Murong Lanluo was anxious when he heard this, and quickly grabbed his sleeve and walked towards the infirmary.

Liao Xuebing hurriedly grabbed her: "I've been there once in the morning and I've had a microscopic examination. The doctor said that I was indigestion and the scorched pork ribs I ate at noon yesterday remained in it. She said that cooking something like this will cause a lot of operation on the stomach, and in severe cases, it can lead to gastric cancer."

Murong Lanluo suddenly became depressed: "After all the time, the dishes I cooked are still unqualified. Teacher, you won't be angry with me, I'll buy you medicine, and, what do you want to eat at noon, I'll ask the master of the restaurant on the second floor to make it for you."

"No, no, the doctor has prescribed me a prescription, and she also reminded me not to eat at noon and to ensure that my stomach can rest. Well, that's it, you go back to the dormitory first, wait for me at the door after school in the afternoon, and don't run around."

"Is it hurt so much? Go to your dormitory, will I help you rub it?"

"There are so many people here, I'll talk about it when I get home in the evening."

In this way, Lao Liao escaped and Meimei enjoyed a good meal made by Bei Xiaodan.

After school in the afternoon, Zhou An carried Xia Wei's schoolbag, and Lin Xiaoken followed behind to serve at any time. In order to get to the school gate, Xia Wei looked at his watch and said impatiently: "Why has that stupid driver not arrived objectively for a long time?"

In fact, he could arrange time for the pick-up driver to come and wait in advance, but in order to show off his talents in front of all the students in the school, he specifically instructed the driver to come back ten minutes after school. This is the time when the students leave the school gate the most. Don’t show off at this time and wait until midnight?

He looked at Murong Lanluo and Liao Xuebing standing side by side under the sycamore tree, and smiled freely and said, "Teacher Liao, the subway is still far from here. If necessary, I will send a car to take you back." Because he was beaten by Murong Lanluo, he chose not to look far away from her, so he did not think of the relationship between the two.

"No need, I can't get used to your broken car." A super luxurious Bentley parked on the side of the road. Old Liao Shi Dunran walked in and said sarcastically: "Student Xia Wei, for me, riding in a nouveau riche car is a very loss of identity."

Murong Lanluo touched the soft seat cushion and said, "Who have you borrowed such a good car from? You don't want to fight Xia Wei, it's so boring, too naive, and it's not really your car."

"Wrong, it's my car."

"Hmph, I'm here to cheat people again. Your monthly salary is only 3,000 yuan, and 36,000 yuan a year. Even if you don't eat or drink and save money, it will take more than two hundred years to buy a Bentley. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Old Liao suddenly hugged Murong Lanluo and shouted excitedly: "Little fool, I'm rich!" He kissed her tender face.

Murong Lanluo has gradually become accustomed to the intimacy between the two, but it was the first time he was kissed by the teacher. His face was as hot as fire, and his voice was so small: "What money do you make? If you make money, buy a house as soon as you make money. It's not good to live in an apartment all the time. Although the environment is pretty good, the trustees are very friendly to me, but the apartment treatment is too small, and you don't want to close the door every time you take a shower. It's true."

Bentley gradually drove into Binhai Road, and Murong Lanluo became a little surprised and said, "Have you really bought a new house? Two-story or three-story?"

"It's not a building, but a large manor behind the mountain, including the entire mountain, and the forest and lake that belongs entirely to us."

Murong Lan was stunned.

The car took a detour and passed the iron gate, the antique sculpture fountain, the tennis court and the swimming pool. It stopped at the entrance of the villa with a size comparable to the palace. Terry Hill led the twenty-four women to line up neatly and bent down to greet them.

"Welcome to the master and lady home." Terry Hill has obtained the information and photos provided by Mo Laowu and knows that the relationship between Murong Lanluo and Liao Xuebing is equivalent to the identity of the eldest lady of the Liao family.

My childhood dream was to live in a palace like a princess, but now this dream seems to have come true.

The next afternoon, the crew of the "Fengqiao" of the hotel Yintian Entertainment Company in Xiyuan held a grand press conference. In the 16th floor, the conference hall was full and bright, and the security guards patrolled and maintained order.

There were more than 300 media outlets on site, and all kinds of long guns and short cannons were ready to stop, holding notebooks and recorders in their hands. The news of remake of "Maple Bridge" and changing the male lead made many reporters like wild dogs smelling blood. When they heard that the new male lead was Murong Bingyu's cousin, all the media were in full swing. This press conference was so popular that it was hard to get a ticket. The media would rather pay the money to the crew of "Maple Bridge" to get the opportunity for this live interview.

Long Lisha, a reporter from Nancheng Pictorial, said to Rong Xiaoxi, the entertainment editor of "China Sea! Hello" magazine, "Xiaoxi, do you think they are hyping this time or something? Miss Bingyu's cousin, that's too amazing, and the two can also play couples, and I heard that there is a kissing scene."

"No matter whether it is fake hype or unknown news, you have to come and take a look. The phone number of our magazine was blown up by readers. They only asked one thing, which was to ask our Miss Bingyu's cousin. Oh, you said that time is coming, why didn't Cousin Bingyu appear yet?"

Another reporter with a laptop turned on said: "That's right, we're so anxious. Our website adopts live broadcast method. In just a short minute, there are tens of thousands of netizens who leave messages. They are all impatient to wait. Oh, some people say that if my cousin doesn't come, they will hack our website. Hey, why doesn't the picture move? It really makes our website black! Why don't these thugs bomb the newspapers and magazines!"

The curtain on the rostrum was printed with a few big words on the press conference of the crew of "Fengqiao", and the background was a blurry bridge. Director Sun Bo, deputy director Wu Yang, producer Qu Yongsheng, agent Xu Yan and several other insignificant supporting actors sat on the stage. Sun Bo was very satisfied with the effect, looked at the watch, adjusted the microphone, and said: "Okay, everyone is quiet. Today is the day when "Fengqiao" is re-started. We have made major changes to the script and changed the male lead, so we have invited him."

Behind the scenes, a man with a fat face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out, full of excitement, and waved to everyone as he walked: "Hello everyone! Hello everyone!"

"No way, Director Sun said that he would make a romantic movie? Why did he become a martial arts movie? My cousin actually looked like this. He didn't say that I thought some pork seller had come out." The reporters were upset. The image of this cousin was really disappointing. Miss Bingyu hung up and was gentle and delicate. How could her cousin grow up like this? No, it must be a genetic mutation!

Sun Bo continued: "Welcome to the screenwriter of this drama, Mr. Xiong Fei! His outstanding talent laid the foundation for "Maple Bridge". Without an excellent script, the screenwriter made the greatest contribution."

Xiong Fei sat proudly, and suddenly a black shadow flew over and hit him in the face. When Sun Bodingqing saw that a smelly leather shoe was resting on the rostrum.
Chapter completed!