Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

The live broadcast of Yunzizhou started at nine o'clock, and it was almost half past eight.

Jun Zishu went to the bathroom of his bedroom to wash, and asked Yun Zizhou to go to the other one. The two of them had just returned from the hot pot.

The gentleman book removes makeup and bathes and puts on a mask. Three things are done one after another. At nine o'clock, he went to Yunzizhou's room.

Yun Zizhou was already greeting the audience at this time. She was sitting cross-legged on a chair in her pajamas, with natural movements.

Jun Zi Shu originally wanted to watch from the side, but he didn't expect Yun Zizhou to beckon to her.

Yun Zizhou pointed to the computer's camera and shook his head. Jun Zishu understood what she meant, and sat next to Yun Zizhou with a face still covered in a mask.

It turns out that this person did not turn on the camera during live broadcast. I don't know if it has not been turned on, or because of the exception this time.

The difference between Yunzizhou's makeup remover and makeup is not very big, his temperament is still very good.

"Send a song as usual. It's not early today. Let's sing a more lyrical anime episode."

Yun Zizhou clicked on the computer to play the accompaniment, half-squinted in enjoyment and began to sing.

She sang a Japanese song with a slow rhythm and clear voice, which was very healing.

"咲いた野の花よ,

ああどうか教えておくれ，

Ren は何故伤付け合って,

争うのでしょう，

ああ. "

The song is very short and short, only over a minute.

When Yun Zizhou sang, there were only two barrages on the screen occasionally, and when the short song was finished, the barrages began to roll frantically on the screen.

From here, Junzishu fully feels the popularity of Yunzizhou.

Next, Yun Zizhou selected the barrage and started chatting.

The clearer her voice, the better it sounds, with a literary atmosphere.

Even if such a person does not show his face, he would feel very happy to chat with her.

When the time came, Jun Zishu took off the mask, still listening to Yun Zizhou in the room chatting with the people on the other side of the screen.

Because I look at the face, I feel more.

From time to time, Yun Zizhou would take a look at the book of the gentleman, fearing that he would ignore the book of the gentleman.

Jun Zi Shu waved her hand so that she didn't care about her.

One hour passed quickly, and at the end, Yun Zizhou sang another song.

"It's getting late, "A Taoist friend of mine" is for you."

"And you hold an umbrella and hug me in your arms,

How prudent every word of oath is,

There are thousands of tenderness in your eyes,

Like the veins of spring breeze,

The ice and snow also melted,

…………"

"good night."

The last low voice made people want to yawn unconsciously, and the misty sleepiness hit.

As the gentleman listened, he felt a little sleepy.

"You sing well, and listening to your live broadcast is also very comfortable."

Jun Zishu gave his praise, Yun Zizhou smiled and thanked him.

"Then, good night, rest early."

Jun Zishu opened the door of the guest room and returned to his room.

While sitting on the bed, she remembered that there was something she hadn't done yet.

The gentleman's eyebrows frowned. She has always put the task first, but this time she actually put the task aside and made herself happy.

It must be because this mission made her unhappy, Jun Zishu thought.

Jun Zishu picked up the phone and called Mi Rou.

It was quickly connected over there, and Jun Zi Shu turned on the hands-free and lay on the bed.

"Have you come back so late after eating?"

"Ok."

Jun Zishu can't say that she took a shower, put a mask on, and listened to a live broadcast. She only remembered to call her when she was lying in bed. This is not waiting to be beaten.

"My previous proposal, do you think it's okay?"

Mi Rou was referring to her resignation and came to the city of Junzishu.

"It's okay, as you please, you have friends and family there, it's great, you may not be at ease with yourself when you come here."

"But isn't there you there?"

Because of a person, fall in love with a city.

"But you also have your own life."

"So, Wentong, don't you welcome me to your place?"

Mi Rou's voice suddenly lowered, as if her mood was very depressed.

Jun Zi Shu heard the smell of danger, and the desire to survive forced her to continue to explain.

"I just don't think you need to give up your original life for me. You remember what I said to you, love is not all of life."

This sentence was said by the original owner who enlightened the love-lost Mi Rou, and Jun Zi Shu pulled this sentence out of his memory and used it at this time.

"I remember, but do you remember what you said to me?"

What else could be said, just some sweet words.

"Ok."

"Wen Tong...Are you..."

The voice over there hesitated and hesitated.

"Is it something?"

"It's nothing, then it's so decided, I'll resign and look for you."

Mi Rou shook her head, and swallowed some words into her stomach, maybe things weren't that way.

"Don't worry, I may not be in the city in a few days. I will help you pay attention to the work and rental information here. When everything is resolved, it will not be too late for you to come back."

The gentleman's book is reasonable, and it is impossible to refuse.

"Can't you live with you?"

Mi Rou asked, and said her thoughts generously.

"My sister lives in my house, it may not be convenient."

"Your sister?"

Mi Rou's voice rose, and compared to the previous sentence, her emotions were more obvious.

"Well, my mother asked her to stay in my house for a while."

The gentleman's book said in a very natural tone. After speaking, the style changed.

"Like women, doesn't mean you like every woman you see, understand, Xiaomi?"

There was some displeasure in these words, sliding across the dark night and disappearing into the air.

"Hey, rest early, and I'll tell you when I arrange it."

"Ok."

Mi Rou replied with a muffled voice, and when she saw the phone screen displaying the end of the call, she watched it quietly. After a few seconds, the phone screen bounced back to the call log details screen.

Mi Rou still held the phone and watched until the light on the phone screen disappeared and the whole room plunged into darkness.

She opened the curtains of the room and looked at the scene outside the window.

The lights set off the bustling city. In many places where the lights are not visible, it is dark, like the big mouth of a giant beast.

She held her arms and dropped her eyes.

She actually felt something was wrong, but she didn't want to believe it.

She didn't want to believe that she wanted to repeat the same mistakes.

Jun Zi Shu put the phone aside to charge, his mind turned extremely fast.

Mi Rou should have discovered something wrong now, anyway, she must first stabilize her.

This girl's heart darkened, it was really terrible.

From his memory, Jun Zi Shu found the process of the original owner and Mi Rou meeting and falling in love.

Like her name, Mi Rou is a slender and delicate beauty. When the original owner met her, she happened to be broken in love and was in a very bad mood. The original owner pityed Xiangxiyu. In this situation, it was a burst of enlightenment, and there was no lack of temptation.

Mi Rou is not straight, she is broken because of her ex-girlfriend cheating.

Before the original chief left the city, she hinted at Mi Rou, who was just guarding against fragility at that time, so she accepted.

There is also a detail. In those days, Mi Rou's ex-girlfriend accidentally entered the hospital. At that time, the original owner comforted Mi Rou and only felt that Mi Rou's ex-girlfriend deserved it.

But thinking about it now, something is always wrong.

Think carefully about the extreme series.

No dream for a night.

On 2.10, another day has passed since the scheduled death date.

The gentleman gets up to wash and apply the mask as usual.

Pick up the book and read it for 15 minutes after applying the mask.

It can be said that I love learning very much.

The door of the guest room was opened, and Jun Zishu saw Yun Zizhou walking out, rubbing his eyes.

"Morning, sister Wentong."

"Are you getting up so early?"

"It's not too early."

Yun Zizhou smiled and walked to the bathroom.

When Yun Zizhou came out of the bathroom, he saw Jun Zishu running.

Jun Zishu's passionate and charming long hair is tied into a ponytail, wearing a sports vest and sports shorts, a large white and tough waist is exposed, revealing a healthy and lively atmosphere.

This is a far cry from the mature woman last night, and it brings another thrilling beauty.

Jun Zishu heard the movement behind him, turned his head to the side and smiled at Yun Zizhou, did not speak, and continued to run.

Yun Zizhou was dazzled by her smile, fixedly looking at Junzishu.

Jun Zishu felt that Yun Zizhou was looking at her and didn't care too much. He wiped off the sweat from his forehead and continued running until he stopped after twenty minutes.

"What do you want to eat later? Do you want noodles?"

Junzishu wiped the sweat from his neck with a towel, and looked at Yunzizhou.

"food."

Yun Zizhou nodded, her expression in a trance, her eyes inevitably fell on Jun Zishu's chest.

Jun Zishu snorted at her and walked to the bathroom.

The chest of this body is equally impressive, the D cup, which is lined by the sports vest, looks even more beautiful.

When Jun Zishu came out of the shower, he found that Yun Zizhou was not in the living room, and the door of the guest room had not closed, revealing a slight gap. Jun Zishu guessed that she should be in the room and walked to the kitchen to cook noodles.

There was not much ingredients and time, so Jun Zishu simply cooked the tomato and egg noodles, cooked two bowls, and brought them out.

"Zuzhou, eat noodles."

"okay."

Yun Zizhou responded in the room and put down the pencil in his hand.

The people on the drawing paper have begun to take shape, the eyes of the people in the painting are squiggly, and the small moles at the corners of their eyes are even more charming.

Yun Zizhou closed the painting book, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and sat beside the gentleman book to eat noodles together.

"good smell."

Yun Zizhou gave a compliment, blew the noodles and started to eat.

"Only do simple things."

The original chef has average cooking skills, but he cuts the vegetables well.

"Do you want to go out today to collect the scenery? If you are going, remember to send me a location. Call me if you have something to do, but I may not be able to pick it up at work."

Jun Zishu is a little worried, what if something goes wrong.

"Sister, don't worry about me, I am already 24 years old."

Yun Zizhou swallowed his noodles and said with a smile.

"And I may not go out today. I plan to paint at home today."

"Huh? What to paint?"

"Suddenly inspired to draw a character."

Yun Zizhou's eyes were bent, his expression was very gentle.

"Then, come on."

"Sister, I'll wash the dishes when I'm done, you go to work."

"Okay, thank you."

"It should be."

After Junzishu finished eating, he took the bag and went out, while Yun Zizhou went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

After entering the hospital, Jun Zishu greeted him as usual, and ignored the secret delivery of the ambiguous object. He was polite and unfamiliar, and he never gave people room for reverie.

In the afternoon, Jun Zishu was able to get off work on time.

She called Wei Jiangen and told him that she could keep the appointment.

"Great!"

"Where to eat?"

"Let's meet first, and then I will tell you."

"Then I will pick you up?"

"it is good."

The gentleman returned home and planned to change clothes.

Don't change to a more tender one, don't be so mature, after all, there are a group of college students over there.

"Sister, I drew a portrait of you today. Can you put it on the Internet? It's a hand-painted one."

"Huh? Can you draw me? Can you take a look?"

Jun Zishu raised his eyebrows and took off his coat.

"of course."

Yun Zizhou took out his painting book and handed it to Gentleman's Book.

"Draw my back so beautiful?"

This picture does not show his face, it is a picture of Jun Zi Shu running.

"It's pretty good-looking."

"You can put it,"

Jun Zishu laughed, allowed Yun Zizhou's questioning behavior, and entered the room.

"Sister doesn't eat at home?"

Yun Zizhou watched Jun Zishu changing clothes and preparing to go out. She had already gone out to buy food.

"I'm not here, I will be back tonight."

"Sister, are you going to go out on a date?"

"No, go to death."

The gentleman cut his hair and began to change shoes.

"Kidding."

Jun Zi Shu waved his hand to Yun Zizhou and opened the door of the room.

With the sound of the door being closed, the room returned to silence.

Yun Zizhou stood still and touched his chin, and walked to the kitchen.

After eating, Yun Zizhou looked at the woman who had already painted in his painting book, took a picture with his mobile phone, and made a big watermark on it.

Zizhou: She is so beautiful [Picture]

Such a Weibo has aroused fans' onlookers.

A little bit to set fire: Oh my god, a certain painter finally remembered that he was going to post on Weibo on this day. It has been half a month since you posted a po painting on Weibo last time, my wife! But it's really good-looking, my wife's hand-painted is so beautiful! Although there is no face! But this composition, this color, blows up my wife!

A large piece was painted by Mrs. Licking, but some people also made different voices.

Have you seen my Xin Qiji: I always think Mrs. Zizhou's words are unusual, she is so beautiful, who is she? I always feel that my wife is not particularly narcissistic and praises the back of her painting, is it the prototype of this painting?

The wind is too strong, I can’t hear: Have you seen my Xin Qiji: Agree, I always feel a bit unusual.

Looking at the comments, Yun Zizhou turned to the next page of his hand-painted book.

The person in the painting smiled back at her, full of sunshine.

She wouldn't put this picture on it. Even if there is a watermark, some people can take it down and use it.

She is really good-looking, Yun Zizhou lowered his eyes and touched his fingers.

At this time, Jun Zishu drove to the gate of Wei Jiangen's university, and a group of people stood in front of her car.

"Wow, cool."

"Gan, I'm going to the rich woman."

"Falling, we are true love."

A group of half-old children laughed, shoved and shoved, very happy.

Pan Yingying looked at the side face of Jun Zishu, clenched her fists, and suddenly loosened them. When she tilted her head to look at Wei Jiangen, her eyes were not very obvious with malicious intent.

Jun Zishu's car couldn't fit so many people, so he could only get up part of it first. Of course, Wei Jiangen was sitting in the co-pilot, with four people squeezed behind, Pan Yingying among them.

"Tired at work?"

Wei Jiangen touched the hand of Junzishu and smiled happily.

Wei Jiangen looks pretty handsome, otherwise the original owner would not look down on it, and he has the character of a little wolf dog, sticky, as if he has a tail wagging behind his back when he is good, it is the original owner's favorite adjustment product.

It's a pity that I met a scumbag.

Jun Zishu didn't like others to touch her very much, but at this time he could only endure the scorching heat covered by his hands.

"It's fine."

"Gan, what does your girlfriend do?"

Someone asked in the back seat, and his curious eyes floated toward the gentleman's book.

"Doctor, it's an amazing one. I wanted to study medicine at first, but later I chose another one. I would have studied medicine if I knew it."

Wei Jiangen said with some annoyance, and went to look at the gentleman's book again.

Jun Zishu turned his steering wheel, and his face was very beautiful under the light.

Of course, a group of people are very busy eating, many joking around the birthday star, but there are still many topics that are brought to the gentleman's book and Wei Jiangen.

Many boys of this age like the kind of good-looking elder sister who is older than them, so most of the eyes of the male gods are attracted to the gentleman.

Some girls here are not happy, especially some girls who like Wei Jiangen.

Junzishu smiled on the surface, but didn't really want to play with these little kids in his heart.

"Sister Wentong, how old are you this year?"

A girl opened her mouth seemingly curious, and her eyes rolled around.

"27."

The gentleman said directly, which drew the girl's little exclamation.

"So old..."

Jun Zishu's face remained unchanged, and she was indeed older than this group of nineteen and twenty teenage girls.

Everyone has different thoughts, some think that the gentleman and the old cow eat tender grass, some think that Wei Jiangen is close to the rich woman, and some think it's nothing.

The weird atmosphere suddenly spread, and the original joyous atmosphere became wrong.

"none of your business."

Wei Jiangen was upset. He mocked his old girlfriend in front of him. He was afraid that Junzishu would not want him. Originally, Junzishu was so busy that he didn't come out to eat with him. He finally asked people to meet up for dinner. Destroy the interest.

Wei Jiangen didn't speak violently to the girls, but this time he made an exception.

As soon as Wei Jiangen's words fell, the atmosphere became even more wrong.

The girl who was talking was stared at by Wei Jiangen, and tears were about to come out.

"Okay, okay, Miao'er didn't mean it, everyone continues to eat.

When the birthday star came out to make a round, Wei Jiangen was torn by the gentleman's book, and he could only sit down with a suffocated breath.

The girl had red eyes and ran out.

Pan Yingying got up and told the people around her that she would go to the bathroom.

Jun Zishu was about to deliver food to his mouth, but he heard Xiao Huaxian's voice.

[Host, Pan Yingying hit the girl just now in the bathroom. 】

Jun Zishu's hand took a meal, put the food into his mouth, and stood up after chewing.

"what's happenin?"

"Go to the bathroom."

"Go ahead."

Women's bathroom.

The girl was slapped fiercely by her hair. She pushed the person in front of her and stared at her fiercely.

"Pan Yingying! You are sick! You **** beat me!"

"This slap is to teach you a lesson. Don't say anything in this stinky mouth. Do you think you look good? Ugly woman."

Pan Yingying patted the girl's face, her tone was cold.

"I don't see how you can pretend, you have the ability to show this look in front of others, what a pure pretense, bitch."

Miao'er had a palm print on her face, but her mouth was not forgiving. She stood up and wanted to fight back, but was kicked by Pan Yingying and hit the wall with her hair.

"Don't look at what you look like, and want Wei Jiangen to like you? You can't even match a finger of Sister Wen Tong."

Pan Yingying's expression was slightly hideous, and Miao'er was already in a trance, shrinking back in fear.

"let me go."

She pushed and shoved, but her strength was not increased by Pan Yingying.

"Yingying."

Jun Zishu frowned and called Pan Yingying's name in a deep voice.

"Sister Wentong."

Pan Yingying yelled, and immediately recovered her usual well-behaved appearance. If it weren't for the miserable look of the **** the ground, she could not tell what she had just done.

Miao Er stood up, but Pan Yingying held her hand.

"let me go!"

Miao Er looked at Junzi Shu for help, her head pain also reminded her of what kind of lunatic Pan Yingying was. Her strength just now made her feel that she wanted to kill her.

"Sister Wentong, don't worry about this, I will send her to the hospital."

Pan Yingying smiled sweetly, and looked at the gentleman's book like a compliment.

"I absolutely don't allow anyone to speak ill of you."

Pan Yingying's eyes fell on Miao'er with coldness.

"Yingying, don't do these things next time."

Jun Zishu looked at Pan Yingying, who was already braving all over her body and showing a good smile, and pressed her eyebrows.

Little sister, you are a little bit three-minded, OK, where is your moral bottom line!

"But I just can't do it... these people who can't compare with you at all have any right to laugh at you."

Pan Yingying didn't care whether these people liked Wei Jiangen or not. She wanted these people to post it. Wei Jiangen's empathy would be best, but Pan Yingying couldn't bear it if she dared to pick something up on the gentleman's book.

"Hey, send her to the hospital, I believe you can handle it."

"Don't worry, Sister Wentong, I won't kill her. I just want to teach her a lesson. I will handle everything well. I will be very good and obedient."

The thing that Pan Yingying wanted to solve most was Wei Jiangen, but after knowing that Jun Zishu wanted to break up with Wei Jiangen, that point of killing was gone.

Wei Jiangen seemed to her to be a waste product that had expired.

The girl's innocent smile made people shudder.

Jun Zishu glanced at the girl sympathetically, and said inwardly that she was sorry, who told her to pick things first, there are many little perverts around her.

Jun Zishu returned to the place to eat, and refused to sing together.

"Don't you want to go? Did the previous things upset you? I'll definitely talk about it after I go back."

"It's okay, that little thing is not enough to make me mind. What she said is the truth. I am indeed old for you. You have just entered university not long, and I have reached the age to get married and have children. Now, seven years old, the age difference is very big."

When Junzishu said this, he madly condemned the original owner for even seven-year-old Wei Jiangen and Pan Yingying, but this time was an excellent reason.

"I don't care. If you want to get married now, I can. Although I am not of the legal age, two years away, but you wait for me, wait for me to be OK."

Wei Jiangen took the gentleman book's hand and held it tightly.

"Gan, marriage is not a trifling matter. It is very comfortable to fall in love with you, but the man I want to marry is someone who is the same age as me or even older than me, mature and stable, with high knowledge, which can make me worry-free. Live a lifetime without worry."

"Wen Tong... don't say anything... I don't want to listen to the next words. Give me time to grow up, OK? I will grow up to be the kind of man you said, the kind of man you want, please."

Wei Jiangen held the book of gentleman in his arms, and the voice that fell in the ear of gentleman was pleading.

"let's break up."

"I don't want it, I don't want it!"

Wei Jiangen still hugged him, and didn't let go, as if he could keep this person in his arms.

"Jiang Wentong, don't want to leave me alone!"