After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Song Mo took the mobile phone and browsed the chat history.

She couldn't understand herself a little bit.

How did she type those words.

It's like a middle-aged man with purple hair who buried his love, a father of two children who got married and started a business. One day, his own son suddenly read out the non-mainstream speech he had made before, and read it in the tone of speech under the national flag in front of the whole family. .

At that moment, I was so embarrassed that I felt that there were not enough seams in the ground, so I had to find a tunnel to get in.

"Brother Xing, can you delete the chat history." Song Mo asked while holding the phone.

Every time she looked at a toe, she could pick out a suite, and when she swiped the latest one, a community had already been established on the soles of her feet.

She couldn't bear to have such evidence of black history left in this world.

"Why? This is my phone. If you want to delete or keep it, you should ask my opinion." Fang Xing moved a little closer.

"You don't want to stay, do you?"

One day after class.

The crowd twisted violently, Song Mo squeezed in the middle and was hit by an unknown person.

"Shanbao's set is really beautiful today!"

Well, if you don't delete it, don't delete it, and with Fang Xing's character, you won't make a big splash about these chat records.

Wang Baoshan posed outside for a while, then bid farewell to the enthusiastic and lovely fans, entered the auditorium, and found a place to sit down.

"No, I'll do it." Fang Xing reached out to touch the kettle.

Song Mo returned to campus life.

"Friend?" Fang Xing stared at him.

He withdrew his hand, always feeling a little weird.

She came to see the old man Qu Qingsheng today.

The person whose face was pinched explained incoherently, "Wuuuuuwoye, we only met each other when we were drunk..."

"Excuse me." Song Mo pushed away from the crowd, protecting the guitar on his back, and moved forward slowly.

"Are you so determined?" Song Mo suddenly had an idea, "Believe it or not, I'll tickle you?"

Do we still need to commemorate the speech of the Second Secondary School?

"No." Fang Xing still insisted.

This is obviously a little girl who has not been abused by homework.

"I'm sorry to give way." She pushed hard through the crowd and walked to the middle.

Song Mo felt that figure was too familiar.

It is very similar to the state that some supernatural beings will show again, and it is similar to the abilities of Ms. Shujun and some spiritual supernatural beings.

Her voice is calm and soft, with a kind of gentleness and masculinity, which makes people feel very friendly, just like the grandmother who lives next door and gives apples to the children.

After getting out of the car, she looked at her phone and found the place.

No, you came just in time.jpg
"Sister, why are you here suddenly?"

Suddenly some fans were dissatisfied.

"It's okay if you don't delete it, but first tell me when you fell in love with me."

Dai Yuexi suddenly felt that these three positions had become a space for Shura.

"Teacher Dai."

He didn't want to miss the moment when his hand touched the kettle, and the kettle was already in Lu Zhengwei's hand in the blink of an eye.

Let people pinch and rub their faces for a long time, and when they calmed down, Lu Nanwang re-introduced, "She is Taboo hot."

Qu Lao is one of the more active old artists on the Internet today. From time to time, he posts small videos on his account to popularize music knowledge with netizens. If he can worship Qu Lao as his teacher, his stardom will be limitless in the future.

"Then delete the chat history."

Taking this doubt down, he was going to go back and apply for an instrument to check it out.

"Leave it as a souvenir, can't you?"

Just as she stretched out her evil claws towards Fang Xing, footsteps came from behind her.

Just right, I can introduce Song Mo to her friend as a student.

Lu Zhengwei, dressed in simple clothes, came over and took off his mask, "Excuse me."

November [-] passed.

Song Mo was really silent.

"It's too much for Shanbao to be so weak, she actually pushed her!"

Fang Meng explained, "Come here to hide for a while, do you mind if I bring my friends over?"

As a top university in China, Teikyo University invites some industry leaders to give lectures in the school from time to time.

Following the seat, she found someone.

The crowd was surging, but they never backed away. They blocked the entrance and surrounded it tightly, just to take pictures of the people by the door.

Song Mo ignored the shouts behind him.

friend, boyfriend?
"Well, the tea looks a bit cold, I'll go change a pot." Lu Zhengwei smiled.

It is a perfect interpretation of standing and standing.

She rides across campus with an electric guitar on her back.

"Don't say it." Fang Xing was firm.

"Sorry, I didn't come at the right time." Fang Meng always felt like disturbing the interaction of other couples.

Fang Xing chuckled, "No, don't bother."

It is indeed the big triangle of Tawangyue that netizens said.

To put it bluntly, Wang Baoshan himself is fine, but fans are too delusional about being murdered, and she will get into trouble sooner or later.

"Ahh, baby Shanshan, look at me!"

What's more, he raised the support card in his hand and shook it.

"Who are you, don't get close to me, Shanbao, you must be trying to kill her!"

Song Mo rolled his eyes inwardly.

"She pushed Shanbao! She pushed Shanbao!"

"Well, we know each other." Lu Nanwang interrupted awkwardly.

She walked to the middle and gave Wang Baoshan a slight push, "Excuse me, excuse me."

She looked at her watch, and there were still 10 minutes before the speech began, and there was no further delay.

He felt that borrowing from someone else's house was already a trouble to others, and he had to help out with something.

Damn it, why is there Wang Baoshan everywhere?
"Everyone, don't push, keep order." Wang Baoshan reminded everyone with a smile, "It's cold, so don't stand outside for too long."

"You're here. I'll invite you to listen to the speech on my own initiative. If you're bored, you can still take a nap." Dai Yuexi turned to her side, "This is my friend, Lu Nanwang, she..."

It's polite.

The time was just right, and the elderly woman on the stage came onto the stage with a smile, "Hello everyone, let me introduce myself first, I am Qu Qingsheng..."

"Xiao Wang! Why didn't you say this earlier!" Dai Yuexi pinched her face.

Fang Xing felt as if he had received an amnesty.

She has experienced the pain of crowding in the morning rush hour.

Today, Mr. Qu Qingsheng, a bigwig in the music circle, was invited to explain "the historical and cultural connotation of traditional musical instruments in the Central Plains of Great Xia". The water squeezed out couldn't get through.

The scene became awkward because of this sentence.

"Let's listen to Shanbao!" Everyone said in unison.

She cared about the fans, and the fans became even crazier.

"...We know that the Seven Kings usurped the throne of the Son of Heaven and made themselves kings. At this time, they began to pay attention to etiquette. Starting from the musical instruments, they have begun to move closer to the ritual system of the Son of Heaven..."

Probably because the woman's voice sounded comfortable, Song Mo didn't feel sleepy.

She didn't know that a storm was brewing on the Internet at this moment.

//Pigeon: I finally wrote about new love and old love Shura field!
//silent:? ? ?

//Wang: Huh?
//Xi: This is at best an offline party, not a Shura field, right?