i want food for you

The tenth most searched, neither forward nor backward, somewhat awkward position.

Zhen Xiaoke glanced at it, unmoved.

On the other hand, An Yu still looked excited.

"What's trending on Weibo, I think our club spent a lot of money to buy trending searches for that event and it didn't last long, but this time it's a genuine trending search."

Zhen Xiaoke glanced at her: "Didn't you just say it was the school's marketing?"

"That's right, but the popularity is only rising and not falling. This picture of you is also being circulated on the school post bar. It's really... going to be popular." She deliberately added, her tone firm.

"Relax, it will come down tomorrow." Zhen Xiaoke patted her on the shoulder, sat back in her seat and continued to worry about the thesis.

It's not that she is cold-tempered, it's just that she doesn't want to participate in this kind of thing that depends on her appearance to gain attention.

The public's freshness period is always short. At this moment, she thinks she is amazingly beautiful, and at the next moment, she can frantically call the new little fresh meat. I am afraid that everyone should forget her last name.

She has no vanity and doesn't want to be noticed by others, so she is so plain, which is fine.

An Yu didn't bother Zhen Xiaoke any more because he didn't talk speculatively.

Zhen Nuan ended the meeting very late.

Luo Qiao has been anxious since the incident, and when Zhen Nuan got into the car, before she could catch her breath, she couldn't wait to tell the situation on Weibo.

The more she went on, Zhen Nuan's face became colder.

Luo Qiao became cautious even when asking questions: "I've already contacted Weibo, the trending search...Can it be withdrawn?"

"Of course, what are you waiting for?" Zhen Nuan glanced at her, obviously thinking that she was slow, and took out her phone to check the situation.

Luo Qiao was startled, and immediately negotiated the situation with the people on Weibo.

Removing popular searches not only requires money, but also time.

Zhen Nuan kept her head down and swiped Weibo without saying a word.

Luo Qiao in the co-pilot felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, picking up her mobile phone to check the situation from time to time, watching the ranking drop little by little. This difficult night was getting longer and longer.

She has never dealt with similar matters, but she has heard it mentioned by her seniors.

At that time, Zhen Xiaoke caused an uproar because the military training photos were posted on the Internet.

But the next day, inexplicably, I couldn't find anything.

Topics, photos, posts, nothing, not even a link to send.

Like the world evaporates.

She had only heard about this, and the senior mentioned that Zhen Nuan didn't seem to want Zhen Xiaoke to be exposed.

As a pet-sister madman, according to Zhen Nuan's usual pampering appearance to Zhen Xiaoke, not to mention not wanting to be exposed, even if Zhen Xiaoke is locked at home, Luo Qiao thinks it is understandable.

There are all kinds of people on the Internet, saying a few obscene words in front of a photo is enough to scare people, not to mention malicious speculation from all directions, just a little spittle can drown people, it is too easy to get hurt.

But she felt that Zhen Nuan shouldn't let go of this opportunity, which was why she was hesitant.

This wave of operation is really perfect.

She only needs to push forward a little, and within three days, Zhen Xiaoke will be able to gain a firm foothold with the title of 'A Great Goddess'.

How many people expect to get it, they can get it.

But the key is to see what Zhen Nuan means.

She hoped that she would agree, and she even thought up the draft of the plan to answer Zhen Nuan's various possible concerns.

But Zhen Nuan's first sentence completely blocked her way.

impossible.

The driver drove the car to Huayuan Community, Zhen Nuan put away her phone and got off with a calm expression.

Luo Qiao's nervousness eased a little, and she followed behind Zhen Nuan to admit her mistake: "Sister Zhen, I was wrong."

"What's wrong."

"I... I move slowly..."

Being stared at by Zhen Nuan, Luo Qiao choked the words in his mouth and dared not say any more.

She vaguely felt that Zhen Nuan had guessed her intention.

The two entered the elevator, there was no one there, the inner wall clearly reflected the figure, the small white suit on Zhen Nuan's body was particularly elegant, and also...a little indifferent.

"Anything can be used, but Zhen Xiao can't." Zhen Nuan closed her sore eyes for a moment, and then said, "The eyeballs are not obtained by poaching."

Luo Qiao was taken aback, could it be...

"If there is a suitable opportunity, I..."

"It doesn't matter if the opportunity is right."

Zhen Nuan glanced at her vigilantly, and walked out of the elevator without looking back.

Luo Qiao froze on the spot, recalling the extraordinarily cold tone, and thought: Her EQ seems to have dropped, Zhen Nuan's words clearly meant no discussion.

****

As Zhen Xiaoke expected, the hot searches on the second day were dominated by the news of a celebrity suspected of cheating, and there was no trace of the goddess.

Peace in the world.

This also fulfilled Zhen Xiaoke's wish, whether to eat or drink, whether to write a paper, or write a paper.

Destiny will always add some spices to the unchanging life, just like... Zhen Xiaoke met the same girl in the library for the third time.

This shitty fate.

She goes to the library without any rules at all, she only goes when she thinks about it, she pays attention to the whim, the probability of meeting her every time is too small.

At the same time, the same place, the same floor, the same study room, this is not what fate is.

Zhen Xiaoke left the library with mixed feelings.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, the autumn wind sweeps up the fallen leaves mercilessly, and the aroma of camphor is filled in the air, which is refreshing.

Zhen Xiaoke changed into a loose white shirt and high-waisted jeans, brought a water glass and a computer, and prepared for a protracted battle with the thesis.

Wang Lin took advantage of this period to hold several meetings. He was a model for all the mentors and was very diligent.He kept urging him, Zhen Xiaoke didn't even have a reason to be lazy.

As time ticked forward, Zhen Xiaoke compiled the program for the experiment, looked up from the screen, rubbed his sore eyes, and looked at the lake not far away.

After taking a sip of water, he stretched again, and was about to continue, when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the girl sitting upright on the right from the corner of his eye.

... It's her again.

Zhen Xiaoke thought about it for a while, and said without hesitation: "Do you study by yourself every day?"

It would be a bit of a coincidence if you don't come here every day.

The person who was called was surprised, and shook her head: "No, I just came today, and the midterm exam will be tomorrow." At the end, she stuck out her tongue playfully.

Zhen Xiaoke glanced at the thick professional book under her hand, understood it, and encouraged her in a low voice: "Come on."

Charlene pursed her lips and smiled.

Finally speak!

Charlene suppressed the curled corners of her mouth, and continued to immerse herself in the boring professional books.

Sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the rabbit, the ancients never deceived me.

After Zhen Xiaoke finished programming, the person next to her was still there. Out of some inexplicable emotion, she tentatively said, "Are you going to eat? Let's go together."

The girl was stunned for a while, and she didn't seem to be able to react. Zhen Xiaoke explained with a smile: "I don't know if you found out, but I can meet you every time I come here. We are quite destined."

"You... don't remember me?" Charlene blinked and asked.

"..." Zhen Xiaoke blinked, not knowing when she had seen this cute girl.

Big eyes and small mouth, short shoulder-length hair against the baby fat on her cheeks is very cute, Zhen Xiaoke's favorite looks, it stands to reason that she will not forget.

"It's just... I was the one who secretly took pictures of you before." Charlene was quite embarrassed to mention this.

Zhen Xiaoke bared her teeth, a little embarrassed: "Did you cut your hair?"

She remembered that the person who took the sneak shot was a girl with long hair.

"Yeah." Charlene nodded, brushed her short hair behind her ears, and smiled shyly.

"Very cute." Zhen Xiaoke commented.

She can't remember when her hair was long, but she can't forget it once she cuts her hair short.

"Can I really... go to dinner with you?" Charlene blinked at her.

Zhen Xiaoke nodded with a smile: "Of course."

Who told her that this appearance is particularly suitable for her eyes, it is so cute that she has no ability to resist.

The two walked and chatted, the atmosphere was very harmonious, and gradually found that even the taste of food was similar.

The footsteps turned to the small restaurant outside the school in unison.

During the period, Charlene apologized for the troubles caused by the candid filming incident, and Zhen Xiaoke waved her hand to express that she was fine.

She insisted on giving her a small gift, but Zhen Xiaoke refused but could only accept it.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Zhen Xiaoke noticed something before the dishes were served.

Charlene seems to be her fan girl, and it's not that she is being affectionate, but she can't fake her shy and timid eyes every time she looks at her.

It's a bit difficult, she really wants to be friends with her.

Zhen Xiao is not a coy person, she asked straightforwardly: "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Charlene was taken aback for a moment, then answered in a daze, "You look good."

Her eyes are very sincere, holding the water glass in both hands, she looks a little cautious, but her eyes are clear: "How can there be such a good-looking person like you?"

Zhen Xiaoke bit her lip, not knowing how to answer, she was silent for a while before choking out a sentence: "You are cute too, super cute."

"No, you are really..."

The phone on the table rang, Zhen Xiaoke smiled at her apologetically, and answered the phone.

The author has something to say: There are so many cuties who want Zhen Xiaoke to flirt with other girls.

Zhen Nuan: ...

Is it because I can't hold the knife anymore, or are you all so cute?