Chapter 4070

Jiujiu's angry appearance made him feel very novel when he saw song Yan's eyes. However, he didn't take Jiujiu's words to heart at all. He just smiled and said, "I just want to say a few words with you, OK?"

Jiujiu glanced, and song Yan held his arm.

Song Yanli raised his hand to loosen Jiujiu's arm and said with an apology, "sorry, I'm impulsive."

Jiujiu pulled her lips and smiled coldly.

She knew very well whether it was impulsive or deliberate.

Since he didn't understand, song Yan didn't go on, looked at Jiujiu and said, "if I said, I now find that the person I like is you, are you still willing to accept me?"

Song Yan was very confident when he said this. He always knew that Meng Jiujiu liked him. He never thought about the possibility that he would be rejected.

It has to be said that overconfidence is conceit.

In the past, Meng Jiujiu was like a dog. As long as song Yan waved, she would run over with her tail wagging, but Jiu Jiu was not.

Jiujiu sneered, "I don't want to."

Jiujiu Chao took a step back, looked up and down at Song Yan, and spoke a moment later, "Song Yan, I'm not a fool. My IQ is 185. As long as I don't want to deceive myself, no one can deceive me in this world. You know best whether you like me or not.

Song Yan, let me give you a suggestion. Before you cheat me, please test your IQ first. If your IQ is higher than mine, then plan to cheat me. "

Jiujiu finished, glanced at Song Yan, smiled and turned away.

Jiujiu's chuckle was like a slap in the face of song Yan. Song Yan's face burned badly.

and.

Meng Jiujiu said her IQ was 185?

Thinking of Meng Jiujiu's college entrance examination results, song Yan's eyes darkened.

Jiujiu went back upstairs and looked down from the window.

To her surprise, Song Yan had not left yet, standing quietly under the phoenix tree. The street lamp was pulling his shadow for a long time. He looked lonely and miserable.

Unfortunately, she is not the virgin. What does it look like to be pitiful? Really pitiful is pitiful.

Jiujiu tutted and followed the steamed stuffed bun to discuss some of his opinions on foreign fighters and the improvement of domestic next-generation fighters, weapons upgrading ideas and energy. Only then did he turn off the computer and get ready to sleep.

Before going to bed, Jiu Jiu murmured to the steamed stuffed bun, "the five suitors of Meng tea are now Song Jun and Sheng Sizhe."

Steamed stuffed bun, "Song Jun is not very familiar with you. Sheng Sizhe used to scold you for Meng tea, and he didn't dare to come out at all."

"Steamed stuffed bun, shall we make a bet?"

"What do you bet?" steamed stuffed bun rubbed his hands excitedly in Jiujiu's mind, with an excited face.

Originally, the master was willing to take her this time. She was quite excited. As a result, she could only exist in the master's mind and could not come out at all.

It's hard to watch delicious and fun food every day. You can't eat or play. Steamed stuffed buns scratch your heart and lungs.

Jiujiu chuckled, "I bet they will all come out within a month, and I doubt that they want to take me as their private property."

Hearing the word "private property", the steamed stuffed bun almost ran away.

However, after all, this is the final result of Meng Jiujiu's life. When it is clear that Jiujiu can't be fooled by those people, Baozi barely calmed down, "master, what are you going to do?"

Jiujiu lowered her eyes to cover her ruthlessness and said, "I don't intend to do anything. When I have a certain strength, they either please me or hide from me."

In the face of absolute strength, all intrigues are in vain.

What's more, Jiujiu is now the key protected object of the state. If they really dare to imprison Jiujiu, no matter how powerful their family is, they will definitely be shot.

After knowing everything, the steamed stuffed bun couldn't help saying what he thought, "master, why do I think it's strange? Well, why do they take you as their private property."

After all, it's obvious that these five people didn't like Meng Jiujiu before. It's impossible to raise this idea after Meng Chacha left.

"I suspect Meng Chacha secretly designed this thing. Moreover, they came one by one. It was obvious that they had discussed it long ago." Jiujiu chuckled, "before Meng Chacha left, I found that the two brothers of the Song family seemed very interested in me, and I changed. I didn't have the same timidity and inferiority as before.

Meng Chacha likes to pretend to be a sister, but he wants to break me up.

When she was still there, the two brothers of the Song family had ideas about me. She stayed in France for more than half a year. What if the two brothers didn't like her because I didn't like her?

Meng Chacha, who was spoiled by Meng Zizhou and Jiang Zhen since childhood, is very overbearing. What she likes must only be her.

Using these five people's feelings for her and a little hint, these five people will raise their mind to retaliate against me. What plan can be better than cleaning up me and comforting the pain of Acacia? "

After Jiujiu finished, she smiled.

Steamed stuffed bun evaluated the word "vicious" in his heart.

But the steamed stuffed bun still had some doubts, "why does Meng Chacha treat Meng Jiujiu so much? They are identical twins. Logically, their relationship should be particularly good?"

But the relationship between Meng Chacha and Meng Jiujiu is not only bad, but also constantly calculated. It is not like a close sister, but like an enemy.

Meng Jiujiu's memory is very vague. Even when her soul dissipates, she is unwilling to tell the truth. Naturally, she has no way to know.

"Wait and see what happens."

As long as she is strong enough and supported by the country, she is not afraid of Meng Chacha's tricks.

Steamed stuffed bun also thought of this and nodded. He didn't continue to say anything.

They closed their eyes and went on sleeping.

Half a month passed.

In the past half a month, Jiujiu's life was dull. She had classes every day, went to the library after class, and occasionally went to the Chinese Academy of Sciences to discuss the progress of the lithography machine with Mo Sheng.

To Jiujiu's surprise, she thought it would take at least three months to transform the low-end machine, and the progress had been 95%.

Aware of Jiujiu's surprise, the old researcher under Jiujiu's hand whispered to Jiujiu, "Mo Sheng only takes two hours off every day and takes a nap when he is sleepy."

The progress of the lithography machine was filled in by Mosheng's overdraft of his life.

Jiujiu didn't expect that Mo Sheng would work so hard. Her heart couldn't help but move slightly.

One day half a month later, Jiujiu, who was in class, suddenly received a call from Mo Sheng.

The phone has no beginning or end, only three words, "it's successful."

But these three words are more important than gold.

In class, Jiujiu suddenly sat up from her seat, looked at the professor on the podium, looked at herself suspiciously, walked up to the professor and whispered, "I have something to go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences."