Chapter 225

"Pa bang bang~"

After Liu Muye and Han Juyou kissed, Jiang Beichen and Jiang Rou came over applauding together. Jiang Rou was holding a large bouquet of flowers in her hands. The colors were a bit mixed, as if they were improvised.

Liu Muye smiled and asked Jiang Beichen, "Why did Mr. Jiang also come to see Silia's sports meeting?"

"I also came yesterday. Classmate Jiang Rou invited me to come." Jiang Beichen turned to look at Jiang Rou beside him, then turned to Liu Muye and said, "The sports meeting of Silia College is really interesting."

"Then you have to have fun."

"Of course, the long-distance running competition in the morning was also very interesting." Jiang Beichen said with a smile, "Master Liu, I didn't expect that you are so talented in sports, and you actually won first place!"

Liu Muye scratched his head, pursed his lips and smiled and said, "It's just a fluke."

"Chairman is so humble." Jiang Rou held up the flowers and said, "After the students in the student union knew that you won the 3,000-meter championship, Chairman, they took the initiative to raise money in the group and prepared a bouquet of flowers for the Chairman, but because of the urgent time, they did not have time. The flowers were freshly made, so I had to buy a few finished products and put them together. The color was not very pretty. "

"Why doesn't it look good? This colorful bouquet is very beautiful. I like it very much." Liu Muye said, taking the bouquet of flowers handed over by Jiang Rou with a smile on his face.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Liu Muye has received flowers for winning a championship.

If it were his previous personality, he would definitely not participate in the school sports meeting. Moreover, even if he won the championship, no one would think of sending him flowers.

Liu Muye took a serious look at the flowers and asked, "How much did it cost you?"

Jiang Rou waved her hand and said, "It doesn't cost anything. It doesn't cost much. Everyone just pooled together a few dollars to buy it. Chairman, you sent out several big red envelopes in the group yesterday. This little money is nothing." "

"That can't be said, your money is money too."

Liu Muye took out his mobile phone, x-on:all the members, and then typed: "Thank you for the flowers. The football team performed very well yesterday, so on New Year's Day at the end of the month, I will treat all the members to hot pot."

The originally quiet group of students in the student union immediately became agitated. Dozens of people were invited to dinner at a time. Liu Muye, the new student union president, was really impressive.

After Jiang Rou and Liu Muye finished chatting, Jiang Beichen, who was standing aside, spoke again: "Young Master Liu, how have you considered what I said before? Are you willing to come and play?"

The thing Jiang Beichen was talking about was his grandfather's birthday banquet. He and Liu Muye mentioned it at Christmas a few days ago, and Liu Muye said he would think about it.

Hearing this, Liu Muye pursed his lips and thought for a few seconds, then said with a smile: "This is the second time you have invited me. If I don't go, it will be a shame to Mr. Jiang."

"Haha, that's not the case." Jiang Beichen smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter if you, Mr. Liu, are really not free that day."

"I'm free, I'm free." Liu Muye turned to look at Han Juyou and continued to tell Jiang Beichen, "I just don't know if I can bring my girlfriend with me."

"Of course, you are very welcome." Jiang Beichen nodded quickly, "Then it's settled?"

"Okay, it's settled."

After Jiang Rou and Jiang Beichen left.

Han Juyou and Liu Muye also walked slowly outside the playground.

Han Juyou was holding the mascot doll in his hand, and Liu Muye was holding flowers. It was not convenient for them to play with their mobile phones, so this was a good opportunity to chat.

Han Juyou asked Liu Muye: "What is Jiang Beichen talking about? Where are we going?"

Liu Muye answered her: "Mr. Jiang's eightieth birthday, he asked me to go and have fun."

"His great-grandfather?"

"No, it's his grandfather."

"How old is Jiang Beichen? How come his grandfather is eighty years old?"

"Mr. Jiang has several daughters, and he always has a son. Jiang Beichen's father..." Liu Muye thought for a while and said, "I think he is the youngest in the family, so it is normal for Jiang Beichen to be young."

"Oh." Han Juyou nodded and asked curiously, "How come you even know this?"

"Uh..." Liu Muye was stopped by Han Juyou's question. He pondered for two seconds and said, "I am the eldest son of the Liu family. Is it reasonable for me to know something about the family in Shangjing City?"

"All right."

Han Tangyou nodded.

After a while, she opened her eyes again and asked expectantly: "Then when we go to the Jiang family's birthday banquet, are you going to prepare a luxurious gift and give it to Mr. Jiang personally? The gift must be that kind of box. Isn’t it a rare treasure that will amaze everyone present when you open it?”

"..."

Liu Muye glanced at Han Juyou speechlessly, and asked: "Our family has nothing to do with the Jiang family. If Jiang Beichen hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have bothered to go. Why would I give him a big gift? And why do you think so? ?”

"Because the large banquets of famous families in novels are all like this," Han Juyou said, clasping his fingers. "The male protagonist was pulled and stepped on crazily, and then he took out a gift, which shocked the whole audience and slapped all the clowns in the face. "

"puff……"

Listening to Han Juyou's words, Liu Muye couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He gave Han Juyou a look of pity that said, "This kid is hopeless." He said, "Your most important task now is to uninstall Persimmon Novels. If you read this kind of mindless and cool novel, your brain will be damaged."

After Liu Muye said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wasn't he the author who wrote this kind of domineering article? Why did he laugh now when he heard Han Juyou tell this routine?

Thinking of this, Liu Muye stopped laughing instantly.

"Speaking of Persimmon Novels, I seem to be able to get the perfect attendance award this month." Han Juyou turned to look at Liu Muye, eyes sparkling with anticipation, "I don't know how much royalties I can get this month."

Liu Muye said: "This month's royalties will not be paid until the second Thursday of next month. It will be a long time."

"Yeah, it's still a long time, but it's good to publish it on Thursday. As soon as I get the royalties, I can go and eat the Crazy Thursday pauper meal!"

"Ha ha."

Seeing Han Juyou's cute eyes shining, Liu Muye grinned and laughed.

The two returned to the double dormitory. As soon as they opened the door, they were greeted by the smell of instant noodles - Shangguan Yurou and Nangong Ye were sitting at the dining table in the living room eating instant noodles.

Liu Muye and Han Juyou saw this scene and spoke at the same time, saying in unison: "What a guy!"

Shangguan Yurou raised her hand to greet the two of them and said, "You are back!"

Nangong Ye also turned to look at the door and saw Liu Muye holding flowers in his hands and a gold medal hanging around his neck. He asked, "Young Master Ye, have you really won the championship?"

"Yeah." Liu Muye responded to him, then pointed to the instant noodles on the table and said, "You two are going to eat instant noodles for lunch?"

"This is no ordinary instant noodles."

"Could it be that this is still the instant noodles in Wang Wei's poem?"

[Wang Wei: "No one speaks for me? I need legal aid!"]

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