Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Chapter 1265: We all know each other from kindergarten

  Chapter 1265 is known in kindergarten

  Lu Xingzhe stood by Gu Zhiqi's table for a long time, but he didn't see her looking at him, so he reached out and knocked on her table.

  Gu Zhiqi took the time to look up at Lu Xingzhe.

  Seeing that Gu Zhiqi finally looked at him, Lu Xingzhe immediately asked, "You said in the morning that you sent Xiao Qiao's flowers?"

  Gu Zhiqi nodded.

  Seeing this, Lu Xingzhe looked at her fixedly, and immediately asked, "Where's mine?"

  Gu Zhiqi:?

   After two seconds of silence, I asked, "Do you want to spend too?"

"You gave her things, why didn't I have them?" Lu Xingzhe looked at Gu Zhiqi with a sulky face, "We all know each other since kindergarten, and I know you a day earlier than her, why only give her things , don't send me?"

  Gu Zhiqi: "..."

  Understood, this is to say that her water is not level.

  Finally, Gu Zhiqi pulled a few pills from the storage bracelet and gave them to Lu Xingzhe, and then Lu Xingzhe returned to his seat contentedly.

  Qiao Qingshu glanced sideways, and glanced at Gu Zhiqi, "Is it a pill for him?"

  Gu Zhiqi heard the words and thought that Xiao Qiao also felt that the water was not level, so he immediately said, "Although the things are different, they have the same value."

  Qiao Qingshu:?

  Qiao Qingshu really didn't understand what Gu Zhiqi meant, but she didn't continue to ask, but asked a question she was more concerned about, "Have you recovered your memory?"

   She wanted to ask this question in the morning, but she was interrupted by Lu Xingzhe, and she forgot about it later, and now she suddenly remembered it.

  Gu Zhiqi looked sideways, watching Qiao Qingshu slightly raised his eyebrows, with a bit of laziness and wantonness between his brows, "Student Xiao Qiao really has good eyesight, I can't hide this from you."

   "What? You recovered your memory?!"

  Over there, Lu Xingzhe, who was far away, spoke.

  As soon as he made a sound, his voice resounded throughout the classroom.

   Fortunately, at this time, everyone in the classroom has almost left, and there are only three of them left.

   After Lu Xingzhe exclaimed, he walked up to Gu Zhiqi in a few strides, "Brother Xi, have you really recovered your memory?"

  Gu Zhiqi: "It has recovered a bit."

  Lu Xingzhe and Qiao Qingshu were slightly disappointed when they heard the words, but they soon became happy.

   Restoring a little bit is also great.

   "How much is one point?" Lu Xingzhe looked at Gu Zhiqi anxiously.

  Gu Zhiqi tilted his head and thought for a while before he said slowly: "You were always beaten and cried by me and Xiao Qiao when you were young."

  Lu Xingzhe: "...Stop! I suddenly don't want to know."

  After leaving this sentence, Lu Xingzhe quickly returned to his seat.

  **

  In the eyes of a class of students, the time after eating is not a rest time, but their self-study time.

  The class ends at 12:10, and at 12:40, there are already a lot of people in the classroom.

  Ling Yuanzhou was brushing his head buried in his head when suddenly there was another person at the table.

   "Brother Yuanzhou." Hearing this gentle and sweet voice, Ling Yuanzhou raised his eyes and glanced at the other party.

   Then, I saw Yang Caixuan.

  Yang Caixuan was wearing a college-style suit and short skirt. With a gentle smile on her lips, she put her hands behind her back and looked at Ling Yuanzhou.

  Ling Yuanzhou's eyes were stained with inquiry, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

  Yang Caixuan heard the words, and immediately said, "Tonight, there will be a concert of listening to the wind and rain at the Haicheng Century Hall. Do you want to listen to it?"

   "Not going."

   "Are you hearing the wind and rain?"

  Ling Yuanzhou's voice of rejection and Mo Weiran's exclamation sounded at the same time.

  Ling Yuanzhou heard Mo Weiran's voice, glanced at him indifferently, then lowered his head, and continued to write the questions.

  (end of this chapter)