Chapter 1569 Snowflakes Flying and the North Wind Howling

Chapter 1569 Snowflakes are fluttering~North wind is blowing~

"Lin Yue, what do you mean by this?" Yuan Hua was stunned for a while before he realized what he was saying. He threw away his bicycle and walked over to grab Lin Yue's collar. He didn't believe that the always well-behaved Qiu Ya would do such a thing, let alone He didn't believe that she would play tricks with others to plot against him: "It's all your mischief. Yes, you must have forced her to do it."

"Take your hands away...I told you to take your hands away."

Seeing that Yuan Hua was not moving, Lin Yue twisted his hand with his backhand. Yuan finally managed to get up, but he collapsed in an instant. He grimaced in pain and could not stand still.

"Let's talk about the process first. After all, Qiu Ya and I have been roommates for several months. She knows my temper very well. Someone said bad things about me on BBS and wanted me to write a novel for free? Is it possible? Someone asked me If you are not happy, then everyone should not be happy. Qiu Ya knows that persuasion cannot be done. The only way for me to continue writing is to make me happy. The "Dugu Nine Swords" is also quite interesting. In order to enhance the persuasiveness, I told others that he is my classmate. Judging from the intensity of the words, he should have a grudge against me. Then the circle suddenly shrank. All she had to do was go over and chat. , asking a few indirect questions, is it difficult to determine the identity of the person who posted the message? It is not difficult, yes, she was the first person to know that the "Dugu Nine Swords" is you. "

Lin Yue glanced at Qi Xiaoxiao: "Later, she met a girl who wore the same outfit as 'Qingwu Feiyang'. She was also like her, and she wanted me to continue updating, but their methods were completely different. It’s different. Qiu Ya understands my character and knows that I am If I don't give in, I won't force you to continue writing even if I don't deal with you. Miss Qi's situation is different. She chose the most direct and stupid way, which was to rub it in and out. Qiu Ya saw that this was not going to work. , Qi Xiaoxiao’s hardware is no worse than hers, and she is still the kind of person who says the sun is on Lang, it would be better to say that girls who don’t care about other people’s criticism and dare to stalk boys will definitely go to the house to block me. If they say they go to the second class of the third grade of high school to audit, they will definitely go to the second class of the third grade of high school. Listening in, she positioned her as her number one love rival in an instant. Those who are at the top of the class and receive the Three Excellent Student Certificates every year are naturally much more flexible than ordinary people. They can come up with a good idea on the spot, which can not only prevent Qi Xiaoxiao from having more contact with me, but also solve the problem of "First Place". "Close Encounters" is not updating.

He turned around and smiled at Yuan Hua: "You will know the next thing. Qiu Ya went to the radio station to make a self-examination and confirmed that the principal had indeed wronged me. In this way, your remarks attacking me on NetEase BBS cannot stand. Stop it, Qi Xiaoxiao and her sisters will deal with you, the slanderer, in the name of venting anger on the idol, and force you to write a statement on BBS and admit your mistake to your friends. "

"Qiu Ya? This...this...what he said is true? Why are you doing this to me?"

"..."

Wang Qiuya stood under the street lamp, silent.

"I should know the answer to this question." Lin Yue answered very kindly: "As for you, Qiu Ya has made up her mind to give up, but you are a licking dog, completely unaware of her thoughts, and still act consciously and considerately. , but it’s something that irritates her. She’s too embarrassed to tell you. First, she wants to continue to observe the prospects of Charlotte and me. , it’s hard to tell you who she likes. Secondly, her personality is that of a well-behaved and cute girl. If she rejects you directly, she will feel guilty and feel sorry for your efforts. Now you are being raped by Qi Xiaoxiao and her in front of her. My little sister has been humiliated and exposed her villainous behavior behind slandering me. Will you still be able to hold your head up in front of her and continue to pester me? Do you want to fight? And when you review it in public, do you think she is joking about her future? I can only say that you are short-sighted. With her score, how much does it mean to add ten points? It is nothing more than the difference between Wuhan University and Sichuan University. , and looking at this from my point of view, I feel that she has restored my innocence, and thus solved the problem of being slandered on BBS. I Even if she wasn't touched, she would treat her better. The teachers and students of No. 7 Middle School would think that we were in love with each other, so she used a bitter trick to not only win my favor, but also declare to the girls in the school. For my sovereignty, I am still the hero who saved "First Close Contact". This is no longer killing two birds with one stone. You decide how many birds."

Yuan Hua was dumbfounded and looked at the girl who had been his deskmate for two years in disbelief.

The little sisters brought by Qi Xiaoxiao also looked confused. This relationship was so complicated and their thoughts were so scary.

Lin Yue patted Yuan Hua on the shoulder: "A man's goal is to conquer the world, and a woman's goal is to conquer men. Have you heard of this sentence? Never heard of it? Where is the green tea bitch? Oh, there is no such word yet, so Yin Susu You always know what I told Zhang Wuji: 'The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie to others', right?"

After saying this, he ignored Wang Qiuya and Qi Xiaoxiao. He turned his back and waved, walked towards the bus stop not far away, and boarded the last bus that had just stopped.

Yuan Hua sat slumped on the ground, and the street lights fell on him, making him look like snow.

No……

Qiu Ya left over there at some point, and Qi Xiaoxiao said "How pitiful" when she passed by him.

…

That night.

Sanlitun.

Old Lin looked at the passbook on the coffee table, or to be precise, at the numbers on the passbook, and wiped his face with his hands. In his almost fifty years of life, he had never seen so much money.

"No, no, your mother and I can't take this money. This is the royalties you earned from writing novels. Keep it for yourself. There are many places to spend money in the future, such as buying a house, marrying a wife and raising children."

Lin Yue picked up the cup and poured half a cup of hot water and handed it to Lao Lin.

"Didn't I say before that we would renovate the house at the end of the year? Look at Yan Ming's house in front, Aunt Wu next door, and Princess Sai's house who always brags in front of mom that they have too many rooms to use. Didn't they all build new houses?"

"It won't cost so much to renovate it."

"Then add a floor."

The mother glared: "Building?"

Lin Yue said: "Yes, these three rooms are really small. If your son gets married and has children in the future, he will have no place to live when he comes back."

After saying this, the old couple were speechless.

"But you..." After hesitating for a long time, Lao Lin still felt embarrassed to do so. His son replaced the home appliances and furniture, and even the tricycle he used to attract customers was replaced with a gas-powered one. Now he had to use his son's money to renovate the house.

Yes, it is natural for children to be filial to their parents, but Lin Yue spent all his money on them. What if he needed money himself?

"Dad, I know what you are thinking. This manuscript fee is just a small amount, pocket money, and the big amount is behind."

"What? This is still a small amount?"

With Lao Lin's cognition, of course he couldn't figure out what this meant.

Lin Yue wanted to explain to them at first, but thinking of the saying that people can never make money beyond their cognition, he gave up the idea of ​​wasting his breath.

At this time, the phone under the coffee table rang.

Lao Lin didn't know who called so late. He reached out and picked up the receiver and put it to his ear. His expression changed slightly. He glanced at his wife and handed the phone to Lin Yue.

"Looking for you."

"Looking for me?" He took the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello?"

"Lin Yue, what did you mean just now?"

It turned out to be Qiu Ya calling, and her voice sounded like crying. No wonder Lao Lin looked at him strangely just now.

A girl crying and calling you in the middle of the night, a responsible elder would think too much.

"What do you mean? I expressed it very clearly."

"Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't let me make a fool of myself every few days?"

It seems that she couldn't sleep after returning home, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt, and the more angry she became. She couldn't even wait for a night and called him directly to question him.

"How could it be, I'm helping you."

"Helping me? Are you helping me?"

"Of course."

"I don't believe it."

"If you don't believe it, wait until tomorrow. You'll know when you get to school tomorrow."

He didn't wait for Qiu Ya's response, and hung up the phone with a snap.

The old couple looked at each other in bewilderment. The girl called them in the middle of the night and cried, but he didn't take her seriously. With this attitude, how can he find a girlfriend in the future? How can he get married?

"Okay, I'm sleepy and going to bed. You guys should take a rest too."

Lin Yue stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

The mother couldn't help but said, "Zhuangzhuang, who is the girl on the other end of the phone?"

"Oh, a student in our class, Wang Qiuya."

"..."

The old couple looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wang Qiuya, the two knew this name, because every time at the end of the term, the teacher would praise Qiuya's parents.

And they also knew Qiuya's other identity - the class flower.