My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

Although the three-and-a-half sentences on his lips were annoying, the thinking in Mo Nanbei's eyes never stopped.

She muttered and was impatient, but when she was queuing up at the supermarket after eating and walking back to the classroom, she began to discuss the script with Li Ziqian again.

"How do you feel about writing this with reference to Gintama?" Mo Nanbei suddenly asked Li Ziqian who was walking beside him with a popsicle in his mouth.

""

He felt absolutely fine, in every sense.

Because he thought so too.

"I think it's fine, so let's write the script tonight?" He turned to Mo Nanbei and asked.

"It's not a big deal tonight. When I get home, I have to do my homework first, and then I'm ready to go to sleep after finishing my work."

"Then say a hammer!" Li Ziqian spit out rudely.

"What? Can you write the script today?"

"cannot."

Facing Mo Nanbei's rhetorical question, Li Ziqian answered honestly.

"Then what about your mother?"

"Because you can't write the script, you're trash!"

? ? ?

What logic is this, Mo Nanbei was stunned by Li Ziqian's words.

"Then I wonder if you can't write it??"

"Yes, but I'm not the person in charge?" Li Ziqian said to Mo Nanbei, as if there was nothing I could do, and it was none of my business.

""

"But isn't the assistant's duty to share the worries of the person in charge?" Mo Nanbei asked rhetorically.

"Then you admit that you are trash?"

""

The silence lasted until the two entered the teaching building.

"So, what are you dancing?" Mo Nanbei asked Li Ziqian after thinking about it all the way.

"Just jump." Li Ziqian replied.

"What's in it for you?"

"hapiness."

"But I think there are some things you have to figure out."

"specific?"

With that said, Li Ziqian stood on the stairs, raised her eyebrows, turned her head to look at Mo Nanbei with interest, and waited for what she would say next.

"First of all, everyone should have a specific understanding of the personalities of the two of us, right?"

Mo Nanbei made an itence-style speech like a speech.

"uh-huh."

There is no doubt about that.

He felt that Mo Nanbei's resemblance to himself was a bit outrageous.

The level of sympathy and odor even gave him a sense of meeting his long-lost good brother.

Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't be able to get along with each other in such a two or three day time, sharing the rooftop, having dinner together, and standing here for pleasant communication.

"So, think about it, if we switched roles, what would you think and what would you do when I said this to you."

Mo Nanbei took a deep breath and said this to him in a statement.

What Mo Nanbei means is, if she tells herself that you can't write the script and you are a waste, then you admit that you are a waste! When you do, how will you react.

In short, let him think heart-to-heart and persuade him to be cautious in his words and deeds, and think twice before speaking, otherwise there will be serious consequences?

"You are threatening me."

Li Ziqian replied to Mo Nanbei with a surprised voice and a statement tone.

"It's not grass Nima, you are poisonous!"

Mo Nanbei, who wanted to explain something, recalled what he had said before, and then substituted it a little, thinking about what if Li Ziqian told her like this.

Subconsciously, her mouth was dirty and she was speechless.

How can this be explained?

For a while, Mo Nanbei was at a loss, she spoke a little messily, and added to Mo Nanbei,

"But I think you should understand.

Just, you jump up and start a group, I will definitely follow, so"

"Well, so what? You rubbish."

? ? ? ?

"call"

Mo Nanbei took a deep breath, rubbed his right eyelid that had begun to twitch, and forced himself to calm down and continued to say to him, "I think you need to think about one thing."

"what's up?"

"That is, we all made up for homework until the early hours of this morning, and we didn't sleep much at all last night."

""

"So, we shouldn't jump in this situation."

"Okay, you bastard."

Mo Nanbei: ? ? ? ? ?

Looking at Mo Nanbei's eyes full of surprise, Li Ziqian didn't think so.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with his logic.

Mo Nanbei is now telling him that she is making concessions.

The other party has made concessions, and if he is not aggressive, it is somewhat unreasonable, right?

This is the first opportunity the other party gave, right? !

Isn't that what jumping is all about?

It's like a mental game at the gaming table.

No matter what the process in the middle is and how tortuous it is, the ultimate goal is to win and ridicule.

Now that Mo Nanbei is starting to step back, doesn't that mean he won?

At this time, if he can't take the time to ridicule Mo Nanbei, then when he loses one day, isn't it Mo Nanbei's round?

"Either die suddenly and finish writing the script together; or you can shut up and endure like me now, I tell you that my patience is limited." Mo Nanbei's tone was quite gnashing when he spoke.

"threaten?"

"sudden death?"

"threaten?"

"sudden death?"

""

The conversation was once again deadlocked.

As a mature human being, Li Ziqian felt that it was not good to be a repeater like this, and it was not a problem to be seen as a fool by the passing classmates who had been standing on the stairs.

So, he took another deep breath and forced himself to think calmly for a while.

What Mo Nanbei said really makes sense.

Although he said this, no matter how he heard it, he felt like he was threatening him.

But if you think about it from heart to heart, Mo Nanbei should be in a similar mood as him now.

It is not his character to be threatened and not to fight back.

After all, they fight each other, don't they just be tougher and more cowardly than whoever is!

But considering his physical limits and health, Li Ziqian was silent again.

"It's an endless loop."

Seeing that Li Ziqian was silent and took several deep breaths, Mo Nanbei said to him.

Take a deep breath why, she doesn't need to ask to know why.

Nothing more than want to hold back a few words that blurted out, threat? you rubbish! Coward? .

Coincidentally, neither did she.

The words were stuck in his throat, as if he would blurt out if he didn't pay attention.

Now her feeling is even worse than when she was fed green vegetables by her mother.