Only Li Yun smiled and didn't say anything. He wanted to say: Have you ever seen a saint who took the initiative to put his arms around his neck and gave a kiss, and was kissed with a blushing little blush? Haven't you seen it? I have seen it! And I personally tasted the red lips of the saint...
Of course, these words really have to be said. He will not be stared to death by the three daughters of Fang Xue, but will also be strangled to death by the little maid of Zhonghai City here, cough!
"Qingyu, have you eaten?"
Now that he had called Qingsheng, Li Yun simply called Gong Qingyu and asked how she was doing on the exam.
Fang Xue became jealous again, how many girls are there in this guy like Li Yun!
I'm so mad at her!
She really should have been following this guy out, lest he keep offending other girls!
Realizing that his real girlfriend was jealous, Li Yun quickly asked Gong Qingyu about the exam.
"I have to ask for such a simple exam? Except for the hard writing, everything else is a piece of cake."
Gong Qingyu said in very awkward words that she, as a genius, would naturally not put this examination in her eyes. Except for the composition, it takes time to think of a good idea, and then modify the writing. Other topics are for Gong Qing. It's very simple for Jade.
"Okay, I know you are amazing." Li Yun smiled, "But there is a Song Yidao who is amazing, do you know him? They are all geniuses in Zhonghai City, you should know Qingyu."
"He? It's just a defeat, it's not worth mentioning."
Gong Qingyu obviously looked down on Song Yidao, skipped to mention it, and asked: "Don't talk about this, isn't the saint also taking the college entrance examination? How is she doing in the exam?"
Li Yun said the composition of the Fanqingsheng, Gong Qingyu was silent for a long time, and then said with a sense of excitement: "I'm not as good as her. I'll talk about it in the afternoon."
After speaking, Gong Qingyu really hung up the phone.
Obviously, the composition of Sage Fanqing put a lot of pressure on the genius.
Not only does Van Qingsheng have good temperament, looks, strength, and life experience, but now even taking the college entrance examination that she is not familiar with, she can write highly-conceived articles, which makes Gong Qingyu, who considers a genius, a hit.
Just like the previous meeting with Li Yun in the press conference, she failed miserably.
Li Yun was speechless, and Qingyu was not good at this. She was too aggressive. She was obviously a dead housemaid, and her biggest hobby was watching anime and painting, and she didn't want to go out at all.
But Gong Qingyu was so arrogant that she couldn't see others having a higher IQ than her.
For such Gong Qingyu, Li Yun can only spread his hands, helpless.
Fortunately, she will not go to extremes because of this.
Hanging up the phone, Fang Xue’s face was already full of jealousy. The whole table of dishes was so sour that it looked like old vinegar. Li Yun hurriedly coaxed her a few times before successfully letting the vinegar jar go down. Those who still want to call Zhao Tianfeng can only send a message to ask after eating.
"I want it too."
Liu Xianxian said quietly, but didn't take the initiative to move forward.
After eating, Li Yun and a few women rested in the living room on the first floor, and sent a Weibo by the way:
"Do you want to see the real world number one?"
In an instant, his Weibo was detonated.
Among the tens of millions of fans, at least one million students of all grades, and even college students, pay attention to him, in order to learn God to bless the exam.
So after Li Yun posted a Weibo at this point on the first day of the college entrance examination, he was immediately overwhelmed by the comments of countless candidates.
"Big brother, smoking, this is great! [Picture: gas tank]"
"Brother, who are we going to cut today? Language and math?"
"Study God is awesome! Learn God to bless, learn God to protect your body, and you will win the college entrance examination!"
"I've seen the real last one (that's me)[/doge]"
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