Chapter 22

During the national day, a large number of tourists poured in, filling the major milk tea shops near ifs in Chengdu.

In particular, the line of online Red shops such as Xi tea has to circle several times.

Looking at the long queue outside the window, Gu Xiaoyan sat in the shop and slowly sipped a cup of red pomelo tea with ice.

"Jiajia, do you think those people holding tea cups to take pictures are stupid?"

"Well, that's why I only come with you every time."

Zhou Jia slowly brushed Zhihu with a cup of sugar free, pearl free and coconut free three no hot milk tea and took a sip from time to time.

Gu Xiaoyan raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Jia opposite. She didn't know how she could keep gentle and quiet like a cat in a noisy place.

"Sneeze!"

Gu Xiaoyan suddenly shivered.

The air conditioner in the store is still on for national day. I knew I wouldn't add ice.

"I feel Jiajia, you are a Buddhist. Don't you have any plans for the National Day?"

"You are. Why didn't you find Lin Xiaoxian during the holiday?"

"Well..."

Gu Xiaoyan took a long breath and lay down on the table.

"Every time I look for him, so did playing games yesterday. I didn't take the initiative at all and didn't want to talk to him."

Gu Xiaoyan sighed faintly, and then suddenly held Zhou Jia's hand nervously:

"Jiajia, do you think he has a girlfriend secretly?"

"Cough! Cough! "

Zhou Jia choked and looked at Gu Xiaoyan in shock:

"Isn't his girlfriend you?"

Gu Xiaoyan was also shocked:

"Who did you listen to?"

"No, no, no, almost the whole class knows."

Zhou Jia corrected it. It seems that she is not the whole class.

About 70%.

"Well..."

Gu Xiaoyan scratched his head in confusion. It turned out that there were such rumors in the class.

"In fact, it's gossip. He and I are good friends. As for whether he has any thoughts in that regard..."

Gu Xiaoyan was silent.

What does Lin Xiaoxian think of himself?

Say he doesn't care about himself. From childhood to adulthood, what he cares about most except his sister is Gu Xiaoyan.

It can be said that he cares about himself very much. He is always so close to some other girl.

Gu Xiaoyan bit the straw and worried about gain and loss.

Anyway, she can't take the initiative to express her feelings.

If the car overturns, you can't do it as a childhood sweetheart.

"Jiajia, what do you think?"

"Me..."

Zhou Jia looked up: "I think the main task of students is learning."

She was sure that she was not interested in love. Otherwise, Zhou Jia wouldn't have looked at the love letters given to her by those male classmates before.

"Sneeze!"

Gu Xiaoyan sneezes again.

"No, Jiajia, I'm a little cold. I'll go back first. I'll make an appointment when the weather is warm tomorrow."

"What about dinner? Didn't your parents travel? "

"It doesn't matter. There are dumplings at home."

"Well, I went to the bookstore."

The two broke up, and Zhou Jia went to his "holy land for vacation" as usual.

......

"Boss, two rice balls and a bottle of Mango Milk."

"OK, did the member sweep it?"

"Yes."

After buying food at the convenience store, Zhou Jia came to Fangsuo with a light leather schoolbag.

"Fangsuo" is a very stylish bookstore, located on the ground floor, which is a bit like the bookstore of "yanjiyou".

The interior design is very chic. The fresh and elegant wood grain and bright and soft light make people very comfortable.

This is Zhou Jia's holy land.

On holidays, she stays for most of the day and often forgets to eat and sleep.

Zhou Jia was anemic and even fainted in the bookstore.

So from then on, every time she came, she would bring some rice balls, bread and so on.

The Fangsuo bookstore on National Day is more lively than usual.

But most of them don't come to see books. They just come to travel or see the literature and art products in the store.

Paper media and paper books have been eliminated by the times.

Not many young people come to bookstores to read books on holidays.

Zhou Jia is one of them.

But what she didn't expect was that Lin Xiaoxian was the other one.

"Oh, Hello, sister Zhou. What a coincidence." Lin Xiaoxian scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Jia opened her mouth, and then asked in surprise, "aren't you here to read?"

Lin Xiaoxian was speechless at that time.

Don't I look like a reader?

"I'm here to buy information books."

"Oh, you lost your previous game?"

“......”

Lin Xiaoxian felt that Zhou Jia was too impressed by his stereotype.

"It's not lost, it's new."

He shook a book "writing skills" in his hand.

"Want to improve writing..."

Zhou Jia's appearance is not low. Unfortunately, she always has a little facial paralysis.

Because she always looks like she is not interested in anything, her eyes are lack of expression, and she is very tired at any time.

But if someone talks to her about study, she won't be sleepy.

So Zhou Jia looked at Lin Xiaoxian's writing skills, put it back on the bookshelf and found a special issue of composition materials again.

"Choose high-quality, famous and fresh composition reference books. It's better if you read this one. You can see from the catalogue. Zhou Jia held the book and began to explain it seriously.

Lin Xiaoxian instantly felt mixed.

Although I was very moved by Zhou Jia's earnest teaching.

But what they said was not the same thing.

At this time, if you tell Zhou Jia that you are writing Badi Calvin and want to buy a novel reference book, isn't it inappropriate

Lin Xiaoxian looked at the study committee member with a focused face and explained to himself very carefully. It's really a little hard to say.

Look at those bright eyes. I can't bear it.

"Lin Xiaoxian, did you listen to me?"

"Well, yes, sister Zhou spoke very well and was fascinated."

"Don't flatter me. I'll help you in Xiaoyan's face."

[Ding, charm + 1]

That's the truth. No one doesn't like listening to good words.

"Sister Zhou, I'll take my time when I buy it back, so I won't bother you."

"Yes."

Lin Xiaoxian took the book and ran away directly. He was going to find a place to sneak the special issue of composition materials back, but he found the cashier nearby.

Isn't this over

Yu Guang of Lin Xiaoxian can even feel that Zhou Jia is still watching himself.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and took out 33 yuan to buy the book.

[Ding, charm + 5]

......

As soon as he got home, Lin Xiaoxian shouted:

"Little book, I brought you a present."

"Ah, what, what?"

Lin Xiaoshu was watching a TV play called Yu huanshui. When he heard that Yan jumped from the sofa, he ran over in surprise.

When she saw the special issue of composition materials in Lin Xiaoxian's hand, she immediately pouted and ran back.

"Brother, I already have a composition reference book."

"You can't do that."

Lin Xiaoxian forced the book into his sister's arms and sold it now.

"Choose high-quality, famous and fresh composition reference books. It's better if you look at this one. You can see from the catalog. Just talking, the mobile phone QQ rings.

When Lin Xiaoxian opened it, it was Zhou Jia.

"The girl won't put a monitor on me, will she?"

When he opened it, it was not about the reference book, but a screenshot.

A screenshot of Gu Xiaoyan chatting with her.

Time is just now.

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