Chapter 842: Ye Lao who drank a cup of tea for a few minutes
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
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The reporter was so blind that he kept blocking her, and even pointed the microphone in front of the girl, as if he would not give up if he didn't answer.
The girl seemed impatiently blocked, so she raised her head and answered a number leisurely.
Ye Lan looked at the 250 that the girl said on TV, she couldn't help but chuckled, stood up and said with a smile: "It's really Nian Nian's style, I don't know how she did in the exam this time, I'm afraid it will affect her performance. I dare not call her."
She was wearing a blue shirt and a suit vest, and she looked heroic. She raised her eyebrows in a heroic manner, but her eyes were gentle: "The exam is finally over now. I will call her later and see how she did in the exam." Sample."
There is a cup of tea in front of Mr. Ye. The blue and white porcelain glaze is filled with fresh and shiny new tea. The tea leaves rise and fall in the cup, as beautiful as a landscape painting.
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, then put down the cup, squinted at the speaker, and said lightly, "Are you busy now?"
"No." Ye Lan thought for a while: "It's fine now, but I'm going to attend a dinner later, Lao Yang's daughter's birthday party, our two best friends, you always don't have time to go, I will definitely go on behalf of the family."
What she was talking about was Jingshi Yangting.
It happens to be in charge of education.
Mr. Ye raised his eyes, looked at her suddenly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since you have something to do later, and you're fine now, why don't you call now and ask?"
Ye Lan: "..."
"I see. I'll call now. It's okay to call now." She rubbed her forehead helplessly, went back to the sofa to find her bag, then took out her mobile phone from the bag, found out Qiao Nian's phone number, and dialed past.
Call over.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of an old man on the sofa who looked like he was holding a pine bag, drinking tea, but actually pricked up his ears.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he pressed the loudspeaker button unobtrusively, so as to save his old man from eavesdropping so uncomfortable.
"beep."
The phone rang with just one beep.
The girl's voice came from the other end, quite dry, but very polite.
"Aunt Ye, what's the matter?"
Hello everyone, our official account will find gold and coin red envelopes every day, as long as you pay attention, you can receive them.The last benefit at the end of the year, please seize the opportunity.No public
When Ye Lan heard her voice, Yinglang's facial features softened, and he glanced at his old man again. It seemed that the cup of tea in his hand had been held for several minutes, and he hadn't taken a sip yet, and he wouldn't put it down.
Tsk~ sinful!
"Aunt Ye?" The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, as if she hadn't slept well, but she was very patient and called her again.
When Ye Lan came back to her senses, she couldn't help laughing, Wen Gentlely asked her: "Nian Nian, the college entrance examination is over? How did you do?"
*
On the other side of the phone, Qiao Nian was sitting on the co-pilot, with her white elbows resting on the edge of the window, blowing the wind, blowing her eyebrows and eyes, she seemed to have a good temper: "It's okay."
She was quite sincere: "Above 735, the remaining 15 points depends on luck."
After all, the composition of the college entrance examination may deduct points.
For the other points, there is also the possibility that she didn't sleep well and missed the questions.
She was just too 'sincere', Ye Lan and Mr. Ye who were 'sincere' over there couldn't talk for a long time.
Well, they ask others how they did in the exam, and they tell you that if you are lucky, you get a full score, and if you are not lucky, you get 98. What can you say?
Ye Wangchuan was driving.
Today he came to pick up people, Jiang Li had a magazine to shoot, and Gu San was sent to Beijing to deal with the Zhou family's follow-up matters.
With one hand on the steering wheel, he was waiting for the traffic lights.
The reporter was so blind that he kept blocking her, and even pointed the microphone in front of the girl, as if he would not give up if he didn't answer.
The girl seemed impatiently blocked, so she raised her head and answered a number leisurely.
Ye Lan looked at the 250 that the girl said on TV, she couldn't help but chuckled, stood up and said with a smile: "It's really Nian Nian's style, I don't know how she did in the exam this time, I'm afraid it will affect her performance. I dare not call her."
She was wearing a blue shirt and a suit vest, and she looked heroic. She raised her eyebrows in a heroic manner, but her eyes were gentle: "The exam is finally over now. I will call her later and see how she did in the exam." Sample."
There is a cup of tea in front of Mr. Ye. The blue and white porcelain glaze is filled with fresh and shiny new tea. The tea leaves rise and fall in the cup, as beautiful as a landscape painting.
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, then put down the cup, squinted at the speaker, and said lightly, "Are you busy now?"
"No." Ye Lan thought for a while: "It's fine now, but I'm going to attend a dinner later, Lao Yang's daughter's birthday party, our two best friends, you always don't have time to go, I will definitely go on behalf of the family."
What she was talking about was Jingshi Yangting.
It happens to be in charge of education.
Mr. Ye raised his eyes, looked at her suddenly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since you have something to do later, and you're fine now, why don't you call now and ask?"
Ye Lan: "..."
"I see. I'll call now. It's okay to call now." She rubbed her forehead helplessly, went back to the sofa to find her bag, then took out her mobile phone from the bag, found out Qiao Nian's phone number, and dialed past.
Call over.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of an old man on the sofa who looked like he was holding a pine bag, drinking tea, but actually pricked up his ears.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he pressed the loudspeaker button unobtrusively, so as to save his old man from eavesdropping so uncomfortable.
"beep."
The phone rang with just one beep.
The girl's voice came from the other end, quite dry, but very polite.
"Aunt Ye, what's the matter?"
Hello everyone, our official account will find gold and coin red envelopes every day, as long as you pay attention, you can receive them.The last benefit at the end of the year, please seize the opportunity.No public
When Ye Lan heard her voice, Yinglang's facial features softened, and he glanced at his old man again. It seemed that the cup of tea in his hand had been held for several minutes, and he hadn't taken a sip yet, and he wouldn't put it down.
Tsk~ sinful!
"Aunt Ye?" The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, as if she hadn't slept well, but she was very patient and called her again.
When Ye Lan came back to her senses, she couldn't help laughing, Wen Gentlely asked her: "Nian Nian, the college entrance examination is over? How did you do?"
*
On the other side of the phone, Qiao Nian was sitting on the co-pilot, with her white elbows resting on the edge of the window, blowing the wind, blowing her eyebrows and eyes, she seemed to have a good temper: "It's okay."
She was quite sincere: "Above 735, the remaining 15 points depends on luck."
After all, the composition of the college entrance examination may deduct points.
For the other points, there is also the possibility that she didn't sleep well and missed the questions.
She was just too 'sincere', Ye Lan and Mr. Ye who were 'sincere' over there couldn't talk for a long time.
Well, they ask others how they did in the exam, and they tell you that if you are lucky, you get a full score, and if you are not lucky, you get 98. What can you say?
Ye Wangchuan was driving.
Today he came to pick up people, Jiang Li had a magazine to shoot, and Gu San was sent to Beijing to deal with the Zhou family's follow-up matters.
With one hand on the steering wheel, he was waiting for the traffic lights.
