Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 155 The moonlight is so beautiful tonight
For a moment, Zhao Zixuan suddenly had the urge to fall in love.

Sure enough, sincerity is the last resort.

Some people may say that sincerity is the secret weapon to kill oneself.

But faced with the sincerity and innocence revealed by a rich lady, which boy can withstand such a test?

If Zhao Zixuan had not already made up his mind, he would have been taken away at the speed of light by the goddess Wanyan's combo in the first encounter and would have said GG in conviction.

What about cement?
Where is the cement?
Strengthen the seal for me!

Zhao Zixuan didn't dare to indulge in the sci-fi romance of love again.

Making money is the only way out for men!
Of course.

The premise is that you can get the money.

It is said that when you meet a good person, you should start a family first; when you meet a noble person, you should start a career first.

Zhao Zixuan was lucky that he met his noble man first, but unfortunately that man appeared too late.

Love delayed is like justice delayed.

It is a pity that it is tasteless.

After Xia Junjie finished singing the song and expressing his love, he started to toast everyone one by one. Not only did he drink himself, he also kept asking Song Qiuya to drink with him.

After a while, Song Qiuya looked slightly tipsy and leaned on Wei Xiaoyao's shoulder with sleepy eyes.

After getting drunk, Song Qiuya looked very beautiful, with rosy cheeks and a pair of charming and alluring peach blossom eyes. She kept repeating Zhao Zixuan's name between her red lips and white teeth, but her voice was very low.

Probably only Wei Xiaoyao could hear it.

"Hey, Qiuya, if you can't drink, don't drink so much. What if you get drunk?"

Wei Xiaoyao sighed, but Song Qiuya was obviously drunk.

Wei Xiaoyao didn't know what to do for a moment. She had never faced such a situation before. She instinctively wanted to call Zhao Zixuan to come and take care of Song Qiuya, but she found that he and He Jieyu had already left the private room.

"Zhao Zixuan, you big idiot!"

Song Qiuya was still cursing in a low voice.

Wei Xiaoyao felt helpless and whispered in her best friend's ear: "Qiuya, you are drunk, can I take you home?"

Song Qiuya shook her head, her drunken state exposed: "No, I won't go back, let's continue drinking! If I don't get Zhao Zixuan, that big idiot, drunk today, I... won't go back!"

Wei Xiaoyao was speechless.

Zhao Zixuan has already left, and you still want to get him drunk?
"Qiuya is drunk? Let me take her home. I'll call a taxi."

Xia Junjie came over, looking concerned about Song Qiuya, but his eyes would occasionally glance at the summer fruits that were about to burst out of the drunk beauty.

How do you sing that song by Karen Mok?

Do not!
Now it is more appropriate to sing "Little white rabbit, so white, with its two ears lifted up."

Xia Junjie thought happily in his heart while secretly swallowing his saliva.

At this moment, Wei Xiaoyao's attention was all on her best friend. When she heard someone offering to help her, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'm sorry to bother you, Xia Junjie. I don't have enough strength. I can't get her back by myself."

Xia Junjie smiled and said, "We are all classmates. If it's troublesome or not, come on, leave it to me. I will carry her out."

Wei Xiaoyao hesitated, not knowing whether she should agree or not, because Song Qiuya usually didn't like having overly close contact with boys and she had a slight obsession with cleanliness.

But if Xia Junjie is not asked to carry her, how can the drunk Song Qiuya be sent back safely?

"Ah? Qiuya is drunk? I'll carry you. I'll carry you."

Yuan Shiwei suddenly popped up and said.

At this moment, he was also drunk, his face was red, he reeked of alcohol, and he even walked in a zigzag manner.

But when he heard that Song Qiuya was drunk, he immediately came over and insisted on helping Song Qiuya go home.

Of course Xia Junjie was unhappy. He thought to himself, I came here first, why are you cutting in line?
"Yuan Shiwei, you are drunk and you still want to send Qiuya back? How can you make everyone feel at ease? Let me do it." Xia Junjie said confidently.

"You are the one who is drunk, I am not! I have to send Qiuya off today, you stay aside!"

Yuan Shiwei didn't care about that and insisted on rushing to send Song Qiuya home.

After a while, neither of them gave in and they immediately got into a tug of war and argument.

Wei Xiaoyao was watching from the side and suddenly felt that these two boys were extremely childish. Not only did they have no gentlemanly manners, they also lacked the mature and steady temperament of Zhao Zixuan.

They can quarrel over such a small matter.

Really speechless!
"Stop arguing, what's there to argue about? Li Ting, Chen Huan, come over and give me a hand, let's help Qiuya get into the car first."

Wei Xiaoyao stopped their quarrel, then decisively called two girls over, and the three of them helped Song Qiuya out of the private room.

Fortunately, Song Qiuya remained conscious during this period and was at least able to walk. Otherwise, the strength of the three girls alone might not be enough to lift this devilish body weighing 110 pounds.

After finally getting into the car, Wei Xiaoyao frowned as she looked at her best friend who was drunk and unconscious beside her.

She took out her cell phone, sent a message to Zhao Zixuan, and then made two more calls, but no one answered the calls.

"He's with He Jieyu, so he definitely doesn't have time to look at his phone. Forget it, boys are unreliable."

Wei Xiaoyao sighed in her heart.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by Xia Junjie and Yuan Shiwei, the group of four left in a car.

At the same time, Zhao Zixuan and He Jieyu had already arrived at the suspension bridge by the river side by side.

The two strolled under the starlight, surrounded by happy crowds and sky lanterns rising into the sky from time to time, creating a romantic and peaceful atmosphere.

"Brother, do you think I can get into Peking University or Tsinghua University?"

He Jieyu suddenly stopped, stood on the slightly shaky suspension bridge, and asked casually.

Although the light was a little dim at the moment, Zhao Zixuan could still see the worry in the eyes of the top student girl.

He smiled and said, "Of course, no problem. You are the study committee member of our class and the top student in the grade. If even you can't get into Tsinghua or Peking University, is there anyone else in No. 3 Middle School who can get into Tsinghua or Peking University?"

He Jieyu smiled sweetly, "Brother, you only know how to say nice things to coax me, but if I fail the exam, will you be disappointed?"

"meeting."

Zhao Zixuan said this on purpose.

"Ah?" He Jieyu's face froze when she heard that.

But he continued, "But I'm not disappointed because you didn't get into Peking University or Tsinghua University. I'm only disappointed because I didn't go to college in the same city as you."

He Jieyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother, you are really good at talking. I find that I can't seem to win over you in an argument. If, I mean if, if we quarrel in the future, can you give in?"

Zhao Zixuan turned his head and looked into the pair of bright eyes that seemed to glow faintly in the night, and said softly, "I'm afraid not. I don't think we will quarrel, so there is no if." He Jieyu smiled brightly.

She found that he was really good at chatting.

"Brother, are you really planning to become an actor and enter the entertainment industry? I heard that people in the entertainment industry are very complicated. I'm a little worried about you."

He Jieyu asked seriously.

She was very curious about Zhao Zixuan's sudden decision to take the art exam, as she had never heard that he liked acting before.

This change made her feel that Zhao Zixuan was a little strange for a while.

Zhao Zixuan looked at the charming scenery by the river and said thoughtfully, "Actually, I haven't thought about it yet. Learning acting was just a spur-of-the-moment idea. I simply thought that art students would have more free time."

"Now that I think about it, I don't really like acting that much. Let's wait and see, maybe I'll switch my major to directing."

"Because there's one thing I know for sure - I love movies."

He Jieyu nodded slightly, and then smiled brightly, as if a mystery in her heart had been lifted.

She said, "So, my brother is the future great director? Well, I think you have a chance to surpass Cameron and Spielberg, but only if you ask me, your good sister, to be the first to watch your great work and help you fill in the gaps."

Laugh to death.

He just casually mentioned the possibility of becoming a director, but she had already thought of all the possibilities for the future.

Even beyond Cameron and Spielberg.

The little girl knows how to brag.

As people come and go on the bridge, the bridge shakes more and more.

He Jieyu was a little unsteady on her feet and naturally grabbed Zhao Zixuan's arms with both hands.

She suggested, "Brother, let's go and fly a Kongming lantern. I'll make a wish for you and let you become a big director or a big star in the future. How about that?"

Zhao Zixuan readily agreed.

Arriving at the bridgehead, Zhao Zixuan found a vendor and bought a Kongming lantern.

It’s not expensive, only five dollars.

Even the lighter was borrowed.

After all, they are both three-good students and don’t usually have the habit of smoking or carrying lighters.

After Zhao Zixuan borrowed a lighter from the boss, he turned around and found a fruit stall.

He pointed at the fruit on the cart and said, "Over there are the lemons you like. Do you want some?"

He Jieyu nodded rapidly, "I do."

Zhao Zixuan immediately walked over and bought a bag of lemons, and asked the boss to cut one for him.

He Jieyu took it and took a bite, it felt a little sour.

But she ate it slowly anyway.

"You like to eat something so sour?"

Zhao Zixuan said it was difficult to understand the mentality of people who like to eat lemons.

But seeing He Jieyu eating with gusto, he couldn't help but take a bite, and then his taste buds were hit by the sour taste, and he didn't want to take a second bite.

"Goose, goose, goose... Brother, if you don't like it, don't force yourself. Just give it all to me."

He Jieyu took the lemon from his hand with a smile, and after taking a bite, she remembered that she had eaten this before.

and so.

Is this an indirect kiss?

She started to have wild thoughts for no apparent reason.

Zhao Zixuan saw through her thoughts at a glance, but he didn't say anything. He said with a gentlemanly and frank attitude: "You are so white, is it because you grew up eating lemons?"

He seemed to have heard that eating lemons can whiten the skin. Looking at He Jieyu's cold white skin, she looked whiter than white people.

It's so dazzling!

This is still the visible white. It is well known that girls who have not seen the sun for many years have whiter invisible parts.

Even the little white tiger can't compare to it.

There is also an old saying that sour boys and spicy girls.

Generally speaking, girls who like to eat sour food are more likely to give birth to sons.

But Zhao Zixuan didn't feel comfortable saying this, after all, it sounded a bit teasing.

He Jieyu didn't know what Zhao Zixuan was thinking, so she explained, "I don't know either. I think it might be because my mom has fair skin, so I'm fair too. It's all genetic."

Hearing her say this, Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but become more curious about what the rich girl's mother looked like.

After all, if a mother could give birth to such a stunningly beautiful daughter, then this mother must be a beauty who could bring disaster upon herself.

Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix.

This old saying is not groundless.

Next screen.

They walked hand in hand across the suspension bridge and reached the island on the other side of the river.

He Jieyu opened the Kongming lantern and wrote and drew on it for a long time.

After finishing, she handed the pen to Zhao Zixuan.

"Brother, write a wish too."

Zhao Zixuan didn't know what to write, so he asked He Jieyu to write for him.

The rich girl felt that she had already written a wish and it would not come true if she wrote it again.

Zhao Zixuan said, "Then just write something casually. Anyway, your handwriting is so beautiful and mine is too ugly. Don't tarnish this Kongming lantern."

"OK then."

He Jieyu felt a little disappointed, but she didn't force it.

Looking up at the hazy night sky, she pondered for a long time before writing a sentence on the Kongming lantern.

——The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

(End of this chapter)