Zhuge Dali's boyfriend

Chapter 17 Fire and Pot

Liu Jing was on fire.

In fact, he is already very popular, he is an internationally renowned writer, he is also a handsome guy, he is low-key, and he is very popular with passers-by.

When the content of the speech at Jiaotong University was uploaded on the Internet this time, everyone thought that the video would definitely become popular, but they did not expect it to be so popular.

The number one most searched on Weibo, the number of views on major video sites exceeds 2000 million per day, and Douyin has [-] million likes. This is only the data of the first day.

The best gift for college students.Here are your comments on this video.

A high-level speech, a well-known protagonist, and a place with a sense of substitution, these three things became the cornerstone of this video's popularity, and it stood firmly.

"Thank you Mr. Liu Jing for the gift, may you be treated with tenderness by the world."

"It's just inspirational chicken soup, it's all rubbish that poisons the next generation, I can do it in my place."

"The one above is a professional troll, a tenth-level keyboard player certificate, a fish who slipped through the net of quality education, don't worry about him."

"Thank you, Mr. Liu Jing, for your words. I am very touched."

"After listening to it, I feel that the world is gentle."

"I feel full of strength. Today is a new day, and tomorrow will be a better day. Face the future bravely!"

Zhuge Dali looked through these online comments one by one.

When she saw someone complimenting Liu Jing, she would laugh, as if she heard someone complimenting herself, oh no, there were many people who praised her, and she would not make her so happy.

When she saw someone insulting Liu Jing with black and white, or even weaving some black material, she would itch her teeth with anger, wishing to gather all her brain cells together to write a super long paper to criticize those black people.

It was such a person who touched Zhuge Dali's heart, pulled her from the altar in the hearts of his classmates, and turned her into an ordinary little girl.

A little girl has big dreams, and she wants to capture a lion king on the prairie.

"Mr. Liu Jing." Zhuge Dali watched the speech again. She looked for herself in the video, wanting to see evidence that she appeared beside Mr. Liu Jing. When he delivered that wonderful speech on the stage, She watched secretly from the side and listened carefully.

Zhuge Dali remembered that he stood there obediently, tilting his head, because Mr. Liu Jing said, "wait by the side first." ', so she obediently waited there.

After Mr. Liu Jing finished speaking, he walked up to her, smiled and nodded at her, and then returned the hot microphone to himself.

It seems that my hands are sweating.Zhuge Dali remembered that he did not expect Mr. Liu Jing to speak so calmly, his hands were sweating nervously behind his back, it was so real.

It was this sense of reality that made Zhuge Dali more curious and anticipating Liu Jing.

She seems to have forgotten all the scenes of herself on the stage. Maybe she also thinks that the part where the awards were presented to her is not important. Mr. Liu Jing is placed at the finale. It's important, it doesn't matter who is presenting the award, Zhuge Dali's attention has not been on him since Liu Jing first stepped into the auditorium.

Mr. Liu Jing has a very special charm, as gentle as the drizzle and wind in summer, and some small movements and behaviors carry noncommittal instructions, as wonderful as a mountain.

The mountain is there, day and night alternate, vegetation grows, it stays there, and now, Zhuge Dali's heart has followed.

She thought about it like this, and finally fell asleep.

The screen of the mobile phone was not turned off, and it collapsed beside the pillow. Zhuge Dali's mother Zhuge Dasheng finally came back from get off work, and she gently pushed her daughter's room away.

"It's so late and you still play with your mobile phone." Zhuge Dasheng walked to his daughter's bed, and was surprised to find that his daughter was already asleep, with a sweet smile on his mouth, peaceful and quiet.

Liu Jing's speech was played on the mobile phone, over and over again, Zhuge Dasheng read it once and then closed it.

"Good night baby." Zhuge Dasheng bent down and kissed Dali's forehead, then retreated outside the door.

On the second night after the conference, in 3125, everyone gathered together again.

This time Liu Jing cleverly prepared hot pot, and instead of pairing it with red wine, he bought a case of beer and drinks.

"Liu Jing, Yifei's Weibo followers have increased by 10,000+, and she was so happy last night that she didn't fall asleep." Zeng Xiaoxian laughed.

"It's obvious that you didn't fall asleep all night, and you pretended that I was chatting with them!" Hu Yifei said angrily from the side.

"Really?" Zeng Xiaoxian froze for a moment, he just drank two cans of beer.

"Oh, are you happy!" Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"Report! I heard Teacher Zeng pretending to be a female voice to speak to others in the middle of the night next door." Meijia raised her little hand.

"Don't be so serious." Zeng Xiaoxian said aggrievedly, he was just happy for Xiao Feifei.

"Why didn't Paoer come?" Zi Qiao said while eating, he thought of Zhang Wei.

"Zhang Wei said that the lawsuit ended successfully today. Although it is not a big victory, it is worth celebrating. He was dragged to dinner by that teacher Chen." Yu Mo said.

"Zhang Wei's performance is abnormal?" Zeng Xiaoxian was surprised.

Liu Jing:? ? ?
After winning the lawsuit, why do you still say that your performance is abnormal? Is Zhang Wei already a rare barrister who does not win a lawsuit?

"I'm embarrassed to come to Liu Jing's place for dinner every day." Zeng Xiaoxian patted his head, and continued, "Next time I bring my own dishes and chopsticks, so I won't bother you to wash them."

"." Liu Jing.

"Yifei, how is your reaction in class? Is the class overcrowded?" Meijia asked.

"Ah? Pretty good." Yifei replied, she seemed to be distracted.

"What's wrong with Yifei? Why are you unhappy when there are so many students?" Yu Mo asked with concern from the side.

Yifei said in her heart that there are many students, but the problem is that there are too many students, which have seriously affected her class.

Moreover, few people listened to her lecture seriously, everyone in the class looked at her with star eyes, asked the students questions and just smirked in a daze, God knows what they were thinking!
"Many students in Yifei's class come to the class only because they like Yifei, and those who really want to listen to her class can't get a seat." Zeng Xiaoxian explained from the side.

"This is also the trouble of the star teacher." Liu Jing sighed. "Everyone only cares about Yifei's appearance, but they don't see her more beautiful inside."

The six people ate and chatted, making fun of Zhang Wei from time to time, who told him not to come.

"Yesterday, I found a new pair of white socks that Paoer bought. I joked that Zhang Wei bought new socks. Guess what Zhang Wei said?"

"what?"

"He said it was an old sock. It was yellow and faded from washing."

"Hahaha, one more."

"Do you know that Zhang Wei, who is 34 years old this year, was born ten years ago."

"What was it like ten years ago?"

"It's actually 24-year-old Zhang Wei!"

".a little cold."

Liu Jing silently ate a piece of hot beef.

Ah, much better.

Two big hot pots, table full of wine and dishes, top-quality Frostfall beef, snowflake fat beef, premium lamb, shrimp slippery tripe beef with louver, pork blood with thousands of wide vermicelli, frozen tofu after eating tofu, spinach and lettuce until There was no more edible food in the soup, and everyone finally lay down on the familiar sofa.

"Liu Jing, tell me your base recipe."

"I want one too."

"I want/give me a copy too." Everyone said.

Originally, they wouldn't eat so much, but Liu Jing's exclusive base was so delicious that they couldn't control it at all.

Sure enough, the quality of the hot pot bottom material has a great influence on the appetite when eating hot pot.

"Okay, what to watch today." Liu Jing scanned the movie library with the remote control app on his mobile phone. He watched the Women's Federation last time. What should we watch today?
"Let's not watch it today. I'll watch it on the weekend. It's past 11 o'clock." Ziqiao said aside. He glanced at Meijia next to him, and he was already a little dozed off.

"Ah? But I don't." Meijia's mouth was covered by Zi Qiao, and she looked at Liu Jing, who gave her a helpless look.

"It's really late, lie down for a while to digest and digest, and then go down to rest." Liu Jing said.

"Agreed." Everyone seconded.

"By the way, when I was at work today, some people in the shopping mall started posting advertisements about dimensional contacts. They are all cute and good-looking characters." Yu Mo said.

She works in the Vientiane City in Shanghai, and the investors of Dimension Contact have already bought a huge LED electronic screen there for publicity, playing cos culture-related videos over and over again, and some famous cos character animations.

"I want to go too." Meijia pouted, her girlish heart will never grow old.

"Why don't we be young too?" Zeng Xiaoxian suggested.

"We've always been young." Zi Qiao said after taking a sip of hangover tea.

"You're like a little old man drinking goji berries." Yu Mo made up the knife at the side.

"Jing'er, what do you think?" Ziqiao asked Liu Jing.

"Ah?" Liu Jing was reading WeChat messages just now, but didn't pay attention.

The girl named Zhuge Dali sent him a message, the content of which was as follows.

Make Miracles Vigorously: Mr. Liu Jing, will you participate in the dimensional contact activity next Friday?I want to cos A Luo, the heroine of "Profane", it would be great if you could be there.

At the mid-year meeting that day, if you want to say that Liu Jing's image was the most profound, it was this weird school girl.And thinking of her name, Liu Jing always had an unbelievable feeling.

The little sister who has not yet reached the age of 20, the moon is old, is it true or not?

"Brother Jing is actually checking WeChat. I thought Brother Jing is an elderly person who doesn't use WeChat." Meijia was surprised. She rarely saw Liu Jing chatting with her mobile phone in front of her.

"That's right, I never typed more than ten words, and the most frequently used word is 'ke'. I really feel like I'm chatting with my grandfather." Yifei complained.

"I just like to chat face to face, or voice. I'm too tired to type. I write every day, and my brain hurts when I see the keyboard."

Liu Jing remembered that when he was not popular in writing books, others didn’t read the manuscripts, thinking that Liu Jing was not qualified enough, so he only accepted electronic manuscripts, and he was urged to update them every day. It was a waste of time for him to write a book twice, and he was almost driven out of his psychological shadow.

As a result, he became popular later, and everyone rushed to get the manuscript instead. Then Liu Jing hired an assistant to help him input the manuscript into an electronic manuscript, and only gave the electronic manuscript, which was a mutual exchange of mentality with the publishing house.

When I was not famous, you didn't want the original manuscript, but it was convenient for me to make it into an electronic manuscript.After I become famous, I wish I could give you the original manuscript for auction, in order to take advantage of it. There is no such good thing in the world.

Liu Jing left that publishing company a long time ago and opened his own Qingwen Club, but this habit of not liking typing is still preserved and is remembered by his friends.

　So, so, so, so, I'm in love again.

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