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    【Really? Really? is that true? .

    [Which guy is so lucky? .

    [Brother's smile is too good, right? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ]

    【…】

    Xiawan took a bag of snacks from the drawer while laughing.

    [I can see that my brother is happy, and even snacks eat happy fruit, hahahaha ...]

    Xia Wan is really happy. Even when eating, his eyes are full of smiles. The live broadcast style is not the same as before. The words are a bit more and the laughter is very low.

    Even if there is nothing particularly funny on the barrage, he can laugh.

    When someone kept asking who the other party was, Xia Wan broke the sky and mentioned his three dimensions.

    He said while eating and bite happily, "He is the most perfect person in this world."

    [Oh open! .

    Almost a moment, fireworks burst into the live broadcast room.

    The barrage and flowers are densely covered with the entire screen, as if the whole world is celebrating them.

    Outside of a wall, Huo Yu heard Xiawan's "The most perfect person in the world", and he didn't feel tightly clenched the wet towel in his hand.

    Xia Wan's eyes were so bright, and the smile was pure, letting him have a self -embarrassing idea.

    Because Xia Wan never knew how dark and crazy thoughts he had in his heart, he once never felt that there was a good thing in the world.

    If you have not encountered Xia Wan, maybe, Xiawan is still today's summer evening, but Huo Yu is no longer Huo Yu today.

    Huo Yu looked at Xia Wan, who smiled in the camera, and couldn't help but have a thin layer of cold sweat.

    If he didn't meet Xia Wan, what should his life trajectory look like?

    Huo Yu can imagine, and he is convinced that that is absolutely nothing to do with "perfect".

    Huo Yu was very busy recently and went out to interview early in the morning. Therefore, when Xia Wan came down with two dark circles, she only saw Aunt Qin busy in the kitchen.

    "Aunt Qin." Xia Wan yawned, "Is the young master gone?"

    "Just leave," Aunt Qin said, couldn't help laughing again. "Today, the young master doesn't know how to grind it. It is estimated that you are waiting for Mr. you to get up."

    Xia Wan paused, and in the morning, he didn't see Huo Yu's loss and then disappeared, and a sweet heart rose up.

    With breakfast, he went upstairs to wrap the painting that was finally completed after the live broadcast last night, holding on the taxi he had already made an appointment.

    With time, he and Cui Xiaoheng met at the gate of the school.

    "Teacher Xia." Cui Xiaoheng put on a thin trench coat, slim and cute, "Why did you bring it from the outside?"

    "This picture was painted at home." Xia Wan explained.

    In the past, most of the oil painting works were completed in the dormitory or Xia Chengzhang, and Huo Yu's painting rack he supported this time.

    Mainly Huo Yu was too tricky, and he was afraid of being hit.

    "Mr. Xia." Cui Xiaoheng took the painting into his arms and said with a smile, "Congratulations."

    Xia Wan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, he smiled unconsciously: "Have you watched the live broadcast too?"

    "Of course you should watch Teacher Xia's live broadcast." Cui Xiaoheng immediately patted the horse, "Of course, it would be better if Teacher Xia could focus more on painting."

    Xia Wan has recently become a new star of covered bridges and a cutting-edge oil painting artist in China.

    Since the last exhibition, his paintings have been in short supply and the prices have been rising steadily.

    Some specialized art brokers will take his paintings first, then resell them to earn the difference.

    There are also many buyers who can't buy paintings on the covered bridge, leaving messages or private links under his video account, hoping to trade privately.

    However, Xia Wan refused one by one, and he would still upload his other works and painting process there from time to time, and would also exchange painting experience with others, and his popularity was getting higher and higher.

    "Isn't that too much?" Xia Wan was a little surprised. He felt that he was indeed very prolific. "I think I'm almost as prolific as a sow."

    Cui Xiaoheng giggled and finally let him go.

    Xia Wan was walking on the road with his schoolbag on his back. It was only in the morning, and he began to miss Huo Yu.

    Do the math, they have only been with each other for a few minutes since the beginning of their relationship.

    He even began to consider whether to rent a parking space in a nearby parking lot. If he drives to and from school, he should be able to go home every day.

    He had already arrived at the dormitory during his wild thoughts, and as soon as the door opened, Su Tang and Fu Ling immediately surrounded him.

    "What's the situation?" The two asked in unison after discussing the situation.

    Xia Wan was stunned for a moment.

    Rarely, he has always been very open. He often talked about how harmonious his life with Huo Yux was in the dormitory. People who had a lot of experience in various postures and postures became a little shy for the first time.

    "What?" Su Tang asked directly, "Did you get into heat last night?"

    "I'm not a cat!" Xia Wan angrily.

    "Late night," Fu Ling couldn't help but wonder, "Have you changed your style?"

    Xia Wan endured and desperately resisted the desire to share happiness with her roommates.

    After finally fooling the two of them, he quickly climbed onto the bed and secretly watched Huo Yu's interview.

    Due to the new project, Huo Yu has arranged a lot of interviews recently.

    In previous interviews, every time the reporter tried to turn the topic to a private topic after asking about official business, the assistant would stop it in time.

    The same is true today.

    It's just that when the assistant raised his hand in the camera's blind spot as usual to signal a pause, Huo Yu glanced sideways slightly and said it didn't matter.

    When the assistant put down his hand hesitantly, the reporter quickly seized the opportunity to ask the first personal question.

    "Excuse me, Mr. Huo, there are rumors in the major media recently that you are married. Let me ask for the young people of the right age who are particularly concerned about this issue. Is this rumor true?" Yu's left hand with the ring.

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