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After Jian Yiran read it, she first muted her phone, and then looked at what Yun Yan was doing...
Still writing high school topics.
Jian Yiran asked, "Yunyan, won't you sort out your thoughts for the afternoon seminar?"
Yunyan didn't understand this process at all. She glanced at the time and said, "I'll finish this physics paper first."
After a pause, in Jian Yiran's puzzled eyes, Yun Yan explained: "The college entrance examination is more important."
Chapter 137
Half an hour later, Yunyan finished writing the physics paper, and also wrote the composition on the English paper to practice his hand and language sense.
After taking a photo, sent it to the big boss Yu Nan, so that he could help me to correct it when had time.
In the past few days, Yu Nan has written Chinese and English compositions and will also send them to Yunyan to help them revise.
Just when Yunyan was going to ask Sister Jian Yiran what to do after the seminar.
Yunyan's phone began to vibrate.
The moment he saw the avatar and name displayed on the 'the other party requested a call', Yun Yan closed his eyes in annoyance.
She, how could she forget about Mo Ge!
I also forgot to send a message to Mexico the other day.
Yun Yan felt deeply guilty, and quickly answered the phone, then rushed to the bathroom.
There is no balcony in this room, and since Yunyan has just taken a bath and is wearing pajamas, it is not suitable to go to the corridor outside.
Just go to the bathroom to answer the phone.
Jian Yiran watched the little girl's skillful and fast movements, and she didn't wait for her to say, "You can also make a phone call in the room, I don't mind."
I heard the little girl blurt out, "Mexico."
Then, under Jian Yiran's shocked gaze, the bathroom door closed.
Jian Yiran recalled the familiar head portrait she just accidentally glanced at...
Click on your WeChat now.
As Mo Shen's classmate, when she was a freshman in high school, Jian Yiran was still a bright little girl who didn't know "someone else", so she had the cheek to add Mo Shen's WeChat.
Fortunately, Mo Shen hasn't deleted his friends over the years.
Although we didn't contact each other, they all lay quietly in their friends list.
Just when Yunyan's phone on the bed rang.
Jian Yiran first glanced back, only to think that the head portrait seemed a little familiar.
But in the end, little girl Yunyan's words 'Mexico'... really exploded in Jian Yiran's heart like a thunderclap.
Jian Yiran's hands trembled a little.
When sliding fingertips on the screen, accidentally clicked on XX's WeChat several times.
After all, Moshen's name is 'Yuanmo', and 'y' is the second-to-last in the alphabet. She swiped four or five times before finally finding Moshen's WeChat.
the same avatar.
Exactly the same.
There is no difference...
And Yunyan's 'Brother Mo' really made Jian Yiran extremely sure - Mo God, who she felt was unattainable, took the initiative to call the little girl.
At this time, Jian Yiran didn't like the thinking ability that she had specially trained for a long time.
She hasn't thought about it yet, her brain has already begun to speculate:
"How familiar do you have to be to make a direct phone call without sending a message to confirm that the other party is not busy?"
Gender is male and female.
The most important point is that this boy is still Mo Shen.
In addition to the grass of the Institute of Planning and the flowers of Gao Ling, have never had an ambiguous Moshen in four years of college.
Jian Yiran was very sure that the two were not related in terms of work. After all, the little girl Yunyan was only in high school, so it was too early to say that she was working.
Besides, it's ten o'clock at night now!
Totally private time.
Jian Yiran suddenly remembered a sentence. She couldn't remember the source, nor the specific description.
But there is no other description that fits the scene more like this sentence.
——"Love is nothing more than making the Flower of High Mountains... Passionate."
Jian Yiran still remembered that when she swiped on Weibo to read this joke, she saw a bunch of people commenting 'Ah, fairy-like love', 'My boyfriend is like this, abstinence outside, in the house... can't say it'.
She just smiled and walked away.
Love is too easy to be defeated by reality.
A question of 'what's your education, do you have a house, and a car' can make a bunch of 'flowers of high mountains' retreat silently before they can show their 'passionate like fire'.
how do you know...
She would see a flower of high mountain like Mo Shen and take the initiative to call a little girl.
Absolutely is love! If it wasn't for love, she would have lived in vain for so many years!
The sound insulation of the hotel bathroom was not particularly good, and Jian Yiran could even hear the helpless and frustrated apology and explanation from the little girl's voice.
"I'm sorry... Brother Mo... I... I'm afraid to disturb you..."
"Classmate...you...undergraduate..."
"I just secretly inquired a little, really, a little bit."
Not knowing what was said on the phone, the little girl's voice suddenly rose.
"Okay! I haven't been to your computer room yet."
"Want to go!"
"Just take a look, really!"
Yuan Mo on the other end of the phone was in Tsinghua's computer room, but this was originally the teacher's computer room, which was relatively small.Now this computer room belongs to Yuanmo.
Because Yuan Mo took over a national-level scientific research project, it was regarded as a temporary programming place for him.
At this moment, the sixteen displays in the computer room are all running codes and instructions.