"..."
Fu Yangxi's sudden use of such greasy English instantly pulled Mingxi back from the illusion.
He Yang couldn't help but roll her eyes. She said to Ke Chengwen, "Do all of you from the International Class act like him?"
Ke Chengwen took advantage of Fu Yangxi's lack of time to berate him and covered his mouth to whisper to He Yang, "To be honest, I am the most normal one, and I am also the handsomest guy in class."
He Yang: "..."
Forget it, she shouldn't have had any expectations.
None of them are normal.
Mingxi returned from the state of falling into a dream. She got out of the car and couldn't help but to hold her breath.
She looked at all the familiar but also slightly unfamiliar things in front of her. Her adrenal hormones secreted very quickly, and her heart thumped loudly.
She looked at everyone and couldn't help but to ask, "How did we get here?"
Ke Chengwen said, "There's no runway in your town, so the plane drove to the city center first, and then Xi ge booked two cars. We drove on the mud road for four hours before we got here."
Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi.
It was difficult for her to describe how she felt at this moment. It was as if someone brought charcoal and lit up a pit of fire during the coldest time and gathered clothes for her, telling her that everything went well.
...
There was something stirring in her throat. Mingxi wanted to say something, but she felt that saying thank you at this time was too strange.
Fu Yangxi, with a sharp and sloppy breath of vitality, was so pompous and enthusiastic that he could be picked out from the crowd at one glance.
Mingxi used to approach him purely for luck, but now he was a very important person for Mingxi, even if he didn't have any luck.
Very important. Mingxi quietly made this decision in her heart.
Due to Zhao Mingxi's stare, Fu Yangxi's face became hot all of a sudden.
"Well, there is nothing difficult in the world so long as you are rich." Fu Yangxi tried his best to calm down. He stroked his hair backwards with one hand. Then, triumphantly, he put on a cool expression saying 'this was just a piece of cake. I'm just doing it out of convenience so you don't have to be too touched'.
He took Zhao Mingxi's school bag out of the car with one hand.
As soon as he was done being proud, Ke Chengwen suddenly complained, "By the way, Xi ge, you are really good at making last minute decisions. Any day would have been fine, but you just had to come over here in the middle of the night last night! It was just after a downpour, so there is mud everywhere. I almost fell apart. And Zhao Mingxi, how heavy are you? Xi ge said that you were too heavy and we couldn't even move you. We had to—"
Fu Yangxi's ears became red all of a sudden. He interrupted him roughly, "You sure do talk a lot, don't you? Would you like to sign up for the one-million-words per hour contest?"
Ke Chengwen: "..."
He Yang asked in surprise, "Is there really such a contest?"
Mingxi couldn't help but smile.
"Alright, alright, everyone get in. The wind is so strong here." Fu Yangxi urged as he glanced at Zhao Mingxi's earlobe which had gone white due to the cold.
