MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 61 Start reading

This microblog has no problem at first glance, but it can fall into the eyes of sensitive fans. It is a bright and beautiful show.

Everyone began to speculate on the relationship between him and the editor, and the popularity of the topic did not decrease.

Of course, this is definitely not the original intention of Confucianism - at least when Lan Ning asked him, he insisted.

After compiling this topic on Weibo for a few days, it was finally replaced by other news. The Confucian language has finally changed the final version of the screenplay and began to concentrate on creating new books.

The hot summer is passing by little by little.

Lan Ning knew that Confucianism was written in a retreat, so she rarely went to find him during this time. Until the role of "The Actor" was fixed, she finally couldn't help it.

Cauliflower: Teacher, have you seen the makeup photo of Mo Tianwang? It’s just awkward! Like Wu Wu in my imagination!

She sent this message to the Confucian language in the morning and did not receive his reply in the afternoon. But she feels very at ease, which shows that the teacher is really retreating!

Although she knew that Confucianism was not online, Lan Ning still harassed him.

Cauliflower: [Picture]

Cauliflower: Is it very handsome! ~\\(≧▽≦)/~ and the image of Wu Hao in your heart?

Cauliflower: Wu Tian of the Mo Tianwang version compares the various versions of the cos, and the film is not white!

Fortunately: Are you excited today? I obviously haven't delivered the manuscript yet. :)

Cauliflower: ... Teacher, you actually scammed. [awkward]

Fortunately: It’s hard to be bombarded by you all the time.

Fortunately: Is it not appropriate for him to win a coser? Is this worthy of praise?

Cauliflower:..................

Cauliflower: I just want to express the Mo Tianwang version of Wu Hao is very handsome ^_^ Teacher, what do you think?

Fortunately: Okay.

Lan Ning: "..."

Then you simply do it yourself?

Cauliflower: What kind of person is Mo Tianwang privately? [doubt]

Fortunately, it is difficult to get along with the big belly chicken.

Cauliflower:..................:)

Cauliflower: Teacher, the smeared is too obvious. :)

Fortunately: It seems that compared with Mo Zhen, you don't care about the progress of the manuscript at all. [Goodbye]

Cauliflower: So the teacher are you ready to deliver?

Fortunately, you should be able to pay at the end of the month.

Lan Ning was really taken aback and was able to deliver the manuscript at the end of the month? So fast? !

...so he clearly wrote something that could be written in a month, but it has been dragged for a year and a half before? :)

Cauliflower: Ok, I will use this as a reference for future delivery time.

Confucian language: "..."

After Lan Ning finished the sentence, Xing Xin’s Q.Q was dead again, and he never took a bubble.

At the end of August, it was the date of submission of the Confucian language. Lan Ning was not in a hurry this time, just waiting for the other party to poke himself.

When the day is over, she will come back. She is trying to clean up and close the computer. The Q.Q head of the Confucian language suddenly jumps up.

Fortunately: I have finished writing. :)

Lan Ning opened his eyes slightly and sat down in front of the computer again: "Really? Send the manuscript to see you."

Fortunately: You come to my house to get it.

Cauliflower: ... Teacher, are you handwritten?

Fortunately: the computer hit.

Cauliflower: Why don't you pass it directly to me?

Fortunately, because I don't want to. :)

Lan Ning: "..."

Cauliflower: Ok, you are handsome, you have the final say. [Ha ha]

She packed things up and lifted the bag to get off work.

Before the Confucian language, she gave her the spare key to her. After Lanning arrived, she did not knock on the door and opened the door directly with the key.

No one in the living room, Lan Ning confusedly put on the slippers and shouted in the room: "Teacher?"

The sound fell in a spacious room, but it didn't get a response.

Lan Ning frowned, and once he went inside, he called again: "Teacher, are you not here?"

Still no one answered her, but the computer on the coffee table in the living room was opened.

Lan Ning put the bag on the sofa behind him and sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table.

There is a word document on the computer. On the first page, there are several big characters written in bold black body - "Secret", fortunately.

Lan Ning picked up his eyebrows and covered his mouse with his right hand, sliding down a page.

There is a short scroll in the first paragraph.

"I would like to dedicate this book to my favorite editor. Thank you for teaching me what love is, let me know that there is more indifference and ugliness in this world."

Lan Ning glimpsed a little, and some of them touched the line.

The Confucian language did not know where to come out. He wore a formal suit and held a bouquet of roses in his hand. When he walked into Lan Ning's sight, Lan Ning looked at him with a dull look.

The Confucian language only smiled slightly, kneeling down on one knee, and the rose in the hand was handed over: "Marry me, okay?"

Lan Ning's gaze was like an unpredictable sea. It changed several times in an instant. Finally, it was finally easy to return to calm: "Wait, wait..."

Suddenly such a formal proposal, she is really caught off guard!

"Will you wait?" The brow of the Confucian language was lightly picked up, and it looked like Lanning’s black cockroaches were a lot worse than before.

"No, I mean, I can't react a bit..."

"You can accept it."

Lan Ning: "..."

The Confucian language is still on the ground, and the bunch of roses, it seems that his always cold scorpion has been smothered with a layer of enthusiasm: "Isn't it okay?

Lan Ning: "..."

Not so good...

Can be opposed to the current rhetoric, she feels that if she denies his statement, then he is an unscrupulous big liar.

Confucianism is like thinking of something. Put the flower on the side for a while, and then take a beautiful box from the pocket of the suit and open it. There is a diamond ring lying inside.

"The manuscript, the rose, the diamond ring, and me, all together." The Confucian language looked at her, her eyes burning.

Lan Ning screamed wildly, and she admitted that she was moved, not because of the manuscript rose or the diamond ring, but because of him.

Just him.

She hasn't been so nervous in her life. Her married person is so nervous, what about the teacher? Is it even more nervous than her?

She felt that she was a little breathless, and even a thin layer of sweat was in her hand. The Confucian language is waiting for her an important reply, and she has to make an important decision for herself.

"Marry me, okay?" The Confucian language once again asked, and the tone no longer had the arrogance and ridicule of the past. Laning even heard a hint of humbleness.

Love can really let a proud person put down his identity and go down to the dust.

Lan Ning's heart jumped out of her chest. Now she doesn't want to talk, but she finds herself unable to say anything. Finally, I found my voice back. Laning stuttered and said: "Is it going to be a bit too fast?"

"Is it fast? Life is only a few decades in a hurry. It is already slower than the time we waste."

Lan Ning now has a dry mouth, and she looks at the Confucian language, as if she has raised her life's courage, nodded and said, "Okay."

The nerves that speak Confucianism are about to break off, and finally relax in her two words. After speaking these two words, Lan Ning also breathed a sigh of relief.

He put the ring on Ranning's slender fingers and picked up the rose and handed it to her. She kissed her eyes and said, "You cried."

"...?" Lan Ning looked at him inexplicably. When did she cry?

The Confucian language smiled at her: "The corners of the eyes are all wet."

"...I may, just too nervous."

The Confucian language smiled and kissed her in the other eye. She touched her hair and said: "Since the marriage proposal has succeeded, let us pick the day to get the certificate, and the wedding will begin. Oh, yes, remember to ask your last classmate."

Lan Ning: "..."

The teacher still remembers his gift money.

"I think the National Day is good, but there were too many people at the time to do the wedding. I don't know if I can cut the queue."

Confucianism is seriously pondering this question. After Laning returned some gods from the strong stimulus, she suddenly found out that the so-called manuscript she only read two pages!

"Wait!" She hurriedly stopped. "In view of your bad record, I have to confirm that your manuscript is really finished."

Confucian language: "..."

Lan Ning still holds flowers in his hand and sits back to the computer and jumps to the last page. Looking at the page quickly, and looking at the number of words, Lan Ning finally rest assured.

Well, he is honest this time, no tricks.

"Is the inspection finished?" The Confucian language looked at her in the corner. "Can you discuss when to get the certificate?"

"I just promised to marry, are you so anxious to get a license?"

"So what do you think we should do now?" After speaking the Confucian language, she suddenly leaned closer to her, and the twilight took some banter. "Do you want to do something with the atmosphere?"

"...we still discuss the issue of the license."

The Confucian language's view is that the sooner the better, anyway, the license does not need to check the Huang Li to pick a good day, but Lan Ning does not want to get the wedding certificate too much in advance, if she can, she hopes to have a wedding. I received the certificate that day.

In the end, the Confucian language was moved to Laning, and it was set on the day before the wedding.

Although this problem has been solved, there is still a problem that has been plaguing Laning. What should Qufu do?

After she got married, she must move to live in Confucianism, so Qufu will have to re-find the tenant. Now she has just risen to the third year of high school. She really doesn't feel free to find someone to live with her.

Because the wedding time has not yet been settled, she promised to talk about Confucianism, and she did not mention it to anyone other than her family. Qufu still doesn't know.

"Oh." She sighed at the computer and wondered how to solve the problem.

"Oh." The apple sitting next to her also sighed.

Lan Ning turned to look at her and asked, "What sigh you sigh?"

Apple slammed: "My landlord wants to rent the house to his relatives, so I want to move." Apple said that he almost left two lines of tears. "He drove me away, just like Tang Yan. When I got rid of Sun Wukong, I decided to do it."

Lan Ning: "..."

She grabbed Apple's hand and looked at her with bright eyes: "Then you move to the place where I live now!"