Rebirth: Starting from chasing the school beauty

Lin Dongdong has read "Persona of the Nine Academies", and he also knows that each chapter is about 3,000 words.

She roughly counted the number of words that Qin Fan was still missing in her heart, and then left the keyboard silently with both hands.

"Then, I'll give you back the call, so many words, when do you have to hit it?"

Qin Fan hooked his lips and smiled, "It's okay, you can play, it's just 60 tens of thousands of words, it's a little meaning."

"Mere?"

Lin Dongdong tilted her head to look at Qin Fan, it took her more than ten minutes to write just two sentences.

60 tens of thousands of words, enough for her to hit the Year of the Monkey.

"Brother Fan, when did you practice Xi typing speed? Why is it so fast?

"I used to be in an Internet café, and I played a lot, and practice makes perfect." Qin Fan's face did not change and casually picked a reason.

Lin Dongdong nodded clearly, and finally gave up the position in front of the computer.

Qin Fan didn't bother anymore, he sat back directly, and when he raised his hand, he crackled and knocked it, and he didn't even have to think about it.

Lin Dongdong stared at Qin Fan's flying fingers enviously, and looked up with his hand, I heard that the man who worked hard was the most handsome, and it seemed that he was really good.

"It's 12 o'clock, do you want to go out and eat or do you cook noodles for me?" Qin Fan suddenly asked out loud.

Lin Dongdong didn't pay attention to it for a while, so he could only ask stupidly: "Huh?"

"Tsk!" Qin Fan smacked his tongue and glanced at Lin Dongdong and asked again.

"Hmm! Don't go out, reluctant to leave the air conditioner.

Lin Dongdong lay on the sofa and rolled in a circle, just drying himself under the air conditioner.

"Okay, I heard Aunt Hu say that your cooking noodles are delicious now, let's also taste what this 'delicious' noodles are like."

Qin Fan smiled and stretched out a gentleman's hand and pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

"Okay, then I'll show you a good hand!" Lin Dongdong sat up straight and rolled up his sleeves that didn't exist.

Fifteen minutes later, a large bowl of cold noodles was placed in front of each of them.

"That's good, Brother Dong, it's made so much progress, this sauce is concocted, it tastes quite true to Aunt Hu."

Qin Fan tried to taste it and nodded with satisfaction.

"That's it! I'm still very talented when it comes to cooking. Lin Dongdong's little face was raised, and the word 'pride' was written brightly.

"Praise you for two sentences, you still gasp, I don't know who it is, when I was in junior high school, I studied a dish of braised pork for a semester, but it turned out to be too much."

Qin Fan teased, and then the bowl was snatched away.

"Yes, I don't have talent, this is dark cuisine, I'll just solve it myself, and I won't trouble Brother Fan."

Lin Dongdong smiled with crooked eyebrows, with a look of ill will.

Qin Fan slipped the noodles hanging on his lips in, wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "With your stomach, can you hold such two bowls of noodles?"

The teacher tells us every day that every grain is hard, and you won't even pay this back to the teacher, right?

Lin Dongdong looked at the two bowls of noodles in front of him and was stunned for a while, then quickly raised his head and smiled at Qin Fanran, "Then if I can't finish eating, I'll keep it for dinner at night, and I won't waste it."

"Tsk! Brother Dong, you have changed. As soon as Qin Fan's chopsticks were put down, his eyes became serious when he looked at Lin Dongdong.

This look made Lin Dongdong's heart skip a beat, "Where, where has it changed?"

"Brother Dong I know is very generous and informal, how can I not be allowed to eat because of my words?"

After Qin Fan finished speaking, he looked at Lin Dongdong's blank face, and his acting skills came as soon as he said it.

"Ouch! It's half past twelve, so hungry! It's okay, you eat yours, Brother Fan doesn't matter, if you're hungry for one or two meals, at most it's just a stomach ache, and there won't be a big problem.

Lin Dongdong's face as he looked at Qin Fan changed from confusion to shock.

"Brother Fan, you won't be the reincarnation of an opera spirit in this life, right?"

"That's really..." Qin Fan deliberately lengthened his voice and paused for a few seconds before continuing to answer: "I've disappointed you, I was still a person in my last life."

"Howpy? Isn't that an eye-ruckus! My Brother Fan is not at first glance..."

"Isn't it? I advise you to think about it.

Before Lin Dongdong finished speaking, Qin Fan's fingers had already touched her nose.

"Hehe~ What, brother, aren't you hungry? Eat noodles eat noodles! People

are under the eaves, and they still have to be cowardly when it is time to coax, Lin Dongdong smiled and pushed Qin Fan's hand on her nose.

But the hand pushed it away and went back the way it came.

Lin Dongdong lowered his eyes and looked at his hands, which had already turned into cross-eyed.

Qin Fan couldn't help but laugh.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, when the sound of the door opening came from the door, and the two of them looked back together.

It happened to be opposite to Qin Yue, who had just entered the door, and came in with six eyes.

"Has your mother been back?" Qin Yuejin glanced at the two large bowls on the dining table, leaned his neck to look at the kitchen, and then looked at the room.

"Don't look at it, I didn't come back, this is Dongdong's doing." Qin Fan saw his father's mind at a glance, the road from the machine tool factory to the home, I'm afraid it was unprecedented loneliness and loneliness, right?

"Tsk, you stinky boy, you've really grown up, even your own father dares to ridicule."

"Don't dare, I'll eat noodles." Qin Fan shook his head with a smile, took back the bowl that belonged to him from Lin Dongdong's hand, and took a big bite of it, proving it with his actions.

"Okay, if you have to eat, I'll go to a nap first." His wife is not at home, and Qin Yuejin has no intention of making fun of his son.

Qin Fan looked at the back of his father entering the room, and shook his head with a 'tsk', how could there be a sense of 'poor old man' déjà vu?

Lin Dongdong looked at Qin Fan and followed his line of sight at the closed door, "Brother Fan, what are you looking at?"

Qin Fan shook his head, "Eat it, the noodles are lumpy." Not

long after the two of them had lunch, they were eating watermelon in the living room when they received a strange phone call.

Qin Fan decisively picked it up, there are not so many advertisements on mobile phones these days, even if the scammer gets the mobile phone number, there will be no other use.

"Son?"

Liu Fengying's very discerning voice came out of the phone.

"Mom?" Qin Fan was stunned, and glanced at Lin Dongdong before speaking, "Where are you now?" Have you eaten? What happened on the phone call? "

It's me, in Shuangyu Building, I ate, nothing happened."

Qin Fan asked several questions in one breath, and Liu Fengying answered each one very patiently and concisely.

"Me and your Aunt Hu are now on the third floor of Shuangyu Building, and there happens to be a store here to be subleased, 30,000 for 3 years, son, do you think it's okay?"

"35,000 in 3 years?" Qin Fan's eyes widened.

"Isn't it too expensive? Then I'll take a look and negotiate with the boss. When Liu Fengying heard her son's exclamation, she subconsciously felt that the boss was lying to them.

"It can't be lowered anymore, this is the money I signed the contract with at the beginning, and I can show you the contract."

A man's helpless voice came from the other end of the phone.