After Xia Ningmeng's leave was resolved, she returned to her dormitory. Sun Linqian was taken by her and fell into the tape pit. She didn't write a single word of the paper, but she was lying on the table and was writing the account!

The book and tape that I had longed for finally came back. She was excited to follow Xia Ningmeng's stickers, which was much more attentive than listening to lectures in class.

As soon as Xia Ningmeng entered the door, Sun Linqian picked up the notebook and asked her to see her achievements. Although the tape was pitiful and far less beautiful than Xia Ningmeng's sea view room tape, she felt that she had posted it well, and she felt very accomplished!

"Look, how about me?"

"It's great, what are you going to write?" Xia Ningmeng didn't have the habit of writing days, and her notebook was used to write summary of topic discussions.

Sun Linqian said without hesitation: "I don't write anything, my word "papa" will ruin everything!"

Xia Ningmeng couldn't help laughing. Sun Linqian's handwriting was indeed a bit difficult to reach the elegant hall. She asked her to write the title page of the book.

However, it is really not important to write or not. The collage process is a very fulfilling thing.

Xia Ningmeng returned to her desk and opened the book. Sun Linqian also returned to her desk. While tidying up her beloved tape, she asked casually: "Have you gone to the professor to ask for leave to approve?"

"Yeah, it's accurate!"

Sun Linqian raised her head in surprise and looked at Xia Ningmeng with strange eyes. Xia Ningmeng was sorting out the topic discussion record. She lowered her head and did not see Sun Linqian's surprised gaze. Sun Linqian asked: "Are you really going to Shenzhen to attend a gathering of netizens?"

"Yes, I've answered my friend, so I have to keep my word!"

"But..." Sun Linqian wanted to speak but stopped. She wanted to say that it was so expensive to go to party with netizens. Isn't it too naive? But then she thought, what is a flight ticket worth hundreds of yuan for Xia Ningmeng?

She kindly reminded: "Xiaomeng, don't let others see that you are a rich man. Wearing ordinary clothes is a must-have to guard against others."

Xia Ningmeng really didn't expect that there were people on the Internet, and even Yu Ge had never seen her before, and she didn't know her true background. She should be more careful.

She nodded and said, "Well, I will be more careful."

Sun Linqian smiled slightly and said, "Xiaomeng, what I like most is that although you are rich, you have no airs, don't show off your wealth, and don't be arrogant. The most important thing is that you listen to your advice!"

Xia Ningmeng was suddenly praised, a little embarrassed, and blushed and said, "What you said is reasonable, why don't I listen?"

"Rich people are more determined than the sky, so how can they listen to others' advice?"

Xia Ningmeng never treats herself as a rich person. The Internet always talks about how much value Jian Jichen is, what location is, how many square meters of houses he has, and how much annual turnover of the company. She said that he is also an ordinary person, and he also has joys, sorrows and sorrows, and there are irreparable regrets in life. If he can choose, he will definitely be willing to use everything he has to exchange for the health of his parents.

Xia Ningmeng hasn't seen Jian Jichen for almost a month. She misses her very much. She hopes to leave the base earlier and go to a place with stable signals to call Jian Jichen and video with Xiaokong. The day before yesterday she dreamed of Tongtong, and she wanted to call Tongtong.

Xia Ningmeng copied notes while thinking, how could she dream of Tongtong?
Chapter completed!