Chapter 982

Song Feng drew a few strokes in the afternoon, but played with his mobile phone all afternoon. Now there are a lot of small videos on the Internet. They are funny and funny. Just brush them casually, and time passes by.

When she came out of the studio, she rubbed her neck and straightened her waist.

It's like

Very hard!

Before dinner, she gave Qiao Aiyun a phone call. At that time, Yan's father and son had already arrived home and were talking about Yan Chi's going to the capital.

"Coincidentally, your sister called." Qiao Aiyun said with a smile.

"Mom, don't tell her that I'm going there." Yan Chi spoke.

"Well?"

"My plane is in the evening. Maybe it will be late. I don't want her to wait. I have to waste two or three hours on the way to pick up the plane from the capital. It's unnecessary." Yan Chi's tone seems to be very concerned about song Fengwan.

"And I want to come and surprise her."

Yan Wangchuan looked at him and thought that his sister and brother had a good relationship, so he took a cup of tea.

Qiao Aiyun nodded with a smile, "I won't say that."

After that, I picked up the phone and talked with song Fengwan about some things that I didn't know. I didn't reveal anything

*

On the other side

Fu Yu and Jing Xingyao strolled through the streets and sent her back. In the evening of the capital, the roads were always congested. Fu Yu reached out and tapped the steering wheel impatiently.

Her nails were dyed red and cardamom, which made her fingers white and slender.

When the car was in the middle of the road, jingxingyao looked out of the window. The front was in a mess, and he couldn't see the end.

At this time, someone's mobile phone vibrates. Jingxingyao subconsciously wants to touch the mobile phone. On the other side, someone answers the phone: "hello --"

Fu Yu's mobile phone has the navigation on and is fixed on the bracket, so the voice of answering the phone is also external.

"It's not over yet?" Fu Qinyuan's voice.

Jing Xingyao pretends to continue to look out of the window, but carefully listens to the conversation between uncle and nephew.

"Traffic jam, you can rest assured that I will send your little star back."

Jing Xingyao's ears suddenly turn red. She is teased by people close to her. No matter how thick skinned she is, she must feel shy. She turns her head and has a pair of eyes. She seems angry but not angry.

Keep winking at her and gesturing her to stop teasing.

Fu Yu is not a person who doesn't know how to look at people's faces. She thinks that this kind of joke can be made.

"Little star..." there came Fu Qinyuan's low laughter. These are the nicknames of jingxingyao when he was very young. Naturally, when he grew up, he said less.

"Do you want me to call me Auntie now?"

Jingxingyao can't hold it any more. He opens his mouth in a hurry, and his face is so bashful that "... We're not that kind of relationship!"

"Well, uncle, the phone hung up first. The car seems to have moved." Fu Yu knows exactly how far a joke can go. The girl is thin skinned. If the joke goes too far, the rabbit will have to bite her.

"OK, Yaoyao, go home and tell me."

Jing Xingyao is too shy.

Fu Yu laughs loudly. How does she feel about her uncle

How coquettish!

It's sultry and bad. This jingxingyao can't stand it at all.

After hanging up the phone, jingxingyao took a long time, and the heat on her face subsided. Fu Yuguang gave her a look, "Xingxing, where are you and my uncle

She was silent.

Fu Yu continued to work hard, "in fact, I can see that you don't have no feelings for him. If you don't reject him from the bottom of your heart, or you have a little heart attack, you can try to communicate."

"Fall in love, like to be together, don't like to break up, don't look forward and backward."

Fu Yu has always been natural and unrestrained. She always behaves like this. As long as she likes it, she is afraid that the wind and snow will carry her way forward.

"I tell you, there are too many people who want to climb his bed after you have been out for so many years. Do you know how many people come to my house on New Year's day and want to make a blind date for him through my parents?"

"It's just my home, let alone anything else."

"I tell you, this man can hang him sometimes. After all, it's too easy to get, maybe he won't cherish it, but he has been hesitating. He's been chasing you for several years, and he thinks he can't give up. If you want to go back, it's hard."

It's the first time that someone introduced Fu Qinyuan to someone. Jing Xingyao heard about it. He hung his head and rubbed his mobile phone. His eyes were dim and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Yu continued to stimulate her.

"After all, everyone wants to be loved, even men."

"There are so many warblers, swallows and flowers around him. People have been chasing him. Maybe after a long time, he will..."

"Now that the society is open, you may have to face not only female rivals, but also men. Let me tell you something interesting. My uncle was once confessed by men."

Jingxingyao's pupils are slightly shocked. In fact, in foreign countries, same-sex marriage is protected by law. It's not surprising. It's just that someone has confessed to Fu Qinyuan that this is

"That day is the birthday of nuono and Yiyan. You know nuono. She knows many people. When she goes out to play in the evening, she calls a lot of people, saying it's a bit of excitement."

"Uncle and Huanhuan went that day, and many boys were staring at them."

"A boy's eyes were very keen and ready to move. He looked like he wanted to come to chat up with her. At that time, I made fun of Huanhuan, saying that the boy must have taken a fancy to her, but the man came here..."

"But he sat down next to my uncle and confessed to him."

"Well, do you know the expression of Huanhuan and I at that time?"

"What the hell

Jing Xingyao doesn't know what their expressions are, but you can imagine Fu Qinyuan's expression. It must be that he was struck by thunder and had no love.

She tried to suppress a smile. "And then?"

"What's the matter? My uncle ignored him, and it was a birthday party for my brother and sister. He didn't want to make it too ugly, but the boy always looked at him affectionately and called his third brother. Then he left in anger."

Third brother?

Song Feng's party is called Fu Shen, which has some special appellation meaning. So even if we call Fu Qinyuan the third young master, no one will call him the third elder brother.

I can imagine that Fu Qinyuan's expression was like a dog in the sun at that time.

"After all, it's not a glorious thing. Huanhuan and I knew about it, because we were close at that time."

"Later nono asked him how he left ahead of time. My uncle could only say something."

Jing Xingyao can't help laughing. He still has this kind of constitution.

Fu Yu thought of what happened at that time, but he couldn't help laughing. "So, my uncle is a best seller for both men and women."

"He's not a good man. His good habits and bad shortcomings are very obvious."

"No one is perfect. If you think people are good, try them."

Jingxingyao just thought that she was embarrassed when she asked Fu Yu on the phone. She was so amused by her confession that she listened to her advice seriously.

"I'll think about it."

Fu Yu used to follow Yu Manxi in and out of TV stations. He has never seen anyone. He has to pay attention to art when talking to people. You can't sell Fu Qinyuan directly. It's a step-by-step process.

In fact, from the perspective of outsiders, Fu Qinyuan is indeed a best seller. Fu Yu watched him grow up. Maybe he was too familiar with him. In his eyes, this man is a defective product

There are a lot of problems.

Before jingxingyao finds out these things, help him to take people home.

Uncle, I can only help you here.

After Fu Yu sent her to Beijing, Xu Yuanfei left her for dinner.

As soon as she got home, she found that her guests should be colleagues from Yu Manxi TV station. When she saw her, she praised her and said some beautiful things.

When she entered the room, she heard some discordant voices coming from outside.

"Your daughter is quite old. She should find a proper job."

In the heart of many parents, only civil servants, teachers and doctors can be regarded as the most decent jobs.

"Yes, the salary of a freelance writer is still unstable. I'm afraid it's hard for her to find a suitable person in the future."

"At her age, you'd better not procrastinate. Otherwise, after 30, it's hard to get married. Look at the relative of Xiao Wang in our department, who procrastinates again and again, and now she's 40, she's still alone. How can we do this? There's no place for old people..."

……

Yu Manxi just smiles. As soon as he wants to open his mouth, Fu Sinian suddenly comes out of the study on one side, holding a cup in his hand, as if he was going to the kitchen to pour water. He almost walks through the living room with a cold face, and his eyes sweep past the group of people.

I didn't say anything. I felt oppressed.

A few people are not stupid, immediately got up and said to go.

Yu Manxi wants to be polite and let them sit down again.

Fu Sinian put down his cup and said, "I'll give it to you!"

Not even a word of courtesy.

Fu Yu burst out laughing.

After the guests left, Yu Manxi looked at Fu Sinian, "angry?"

"I just can't understand some people. I don't have much contact with them or speak much. I'm afraid some people have never seen Xiaoyu before. Now they suddenly want to care about her. It's like whether she gets married or not has anything to do with them." Fu Sinian said frankly, "if it wasn't for your colleagues, I wouldn't give them any good looks."

Yu Manxi laughs out a voice, "do you think, you just facial expression is particularly good."

"I'm trying to restrain myself."

Fu Sinian felt that his family was not in a hurry, and other families were not qualified to tell his daughter what to do. If he really cared about her, I'm afraid few of them were really worried, but many of them went to the theatre.

Nowadays, it's normal not to get married. Some of the ideological traditions are broken, and they will say a few words in private.

Yu Manxi just smiles. Her daughter is so big, and her temper is still so hard.

Fu Yu took a bath, turned on his computer, and began to check the readers' messages. He didn't care about the interludes. No one would live for others. If anyone's thoughts and eyes were so concerned, it would be impossible to live this day.

She is a night owl, staying up late is normal, but suddenly she saw a red circle on one side of the calendar, and it said below:

[Master of watchman, speech at Peking University]

In fact, there are not many students who believe in Buddhism. Maybe there are not many people who are interested in Buddhism. I'm afraid that there will be a few people in the meeting hall. It's too miserable. At least he helped himself to support the meeting, and maybe he can collect some new materials.

Then have an early rest tonight

Go to bed at one o'clock.

**

The next day, Beijing University, Boya hall

Fu Yu thought that no one would go to see this kind of Buddhist lecture. After all, it was boring, but she was so stupid before she came to the entrance of the auditorium.

There are a lot of students on the third floor inside and the third floor outside. All of them have no seats. Some of them even borrow stools from other places to sit in the aisle.

"The teacher is so handsome."

"It's more handsome than the photos in the manuscript sent by the school before. It said that I started at 9:00 and I came at 8:30. I didn't have any position."

"No matter how boring the speech is, I can swallow it in his face."

……

Fu Yu said, "do you know that he will become a monk in the future?"

Several girls took a look at Fu Yu. They knew that she was not a student when they saw what she was wearing. She spoke with a little formality, and her face was a little red. "We just talk about it casually."

"If he wants to become a monk, he won't get married all his life."

Fu Yu thinks that it's better not to let these little girls have any beautiful thoughts, so that they won't be trapped and can't extricate themselves, and they won't die of grief in the future.

At this time, Huaisheng and several professors came from the other side and saw Fu Yu far away.

She was mature and confident. Although she was dressed in black today, she was still very eye-catching among the students. After some distance, he said politely, "Miss Fu, thank you for coming."

The tone was very distant.

Fu Yu looked at the people around him and thought that it was not in private now. He said politely:

"Good master!"

Around a group of girls also follow the call, "master good."“ Hello, master

People who don't know think it's an old man in his 40s and 50s who is here today.