MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 33 Start reading

Lan Ning finally dismissed the requirement of Confucianism on the inside page because of the design and layout. If he was allowed to change it again, she did not know what kind of flower Yu Muyuan could die.

But then, when did he and Yu Muyuan’s hatred end? Was it in the supermarket, or later in the cake shop, Yu Muyuan grabbed his manuscript?

Lan Ning turned his head and took a pajamas to take a shower.

After a busy week of work, Lan Ning finally took a time to go to the gym on the weekend. During this time, because she was preparing a new book for Confucianism, she had more things on her hands. She had never been exercising. The gym's coaches sent WeChat to remind her several times.

She tied her hair into a high ponytail behind her head, and came out of the locker room with a towel around her neck. At this time, there were more people in the gym. She originally wanted to follow the coach and skip it, but it was so crowded that she had to run first.

There were still a few treadmills in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She picked one, set the data, and ran slowly. After a while, there was another man around. He went to Laning and stopped. He stood on the machine next to her and started running.

Lan Ning subconsciously turned his head and glanced at it, almost not falling off the treadmill.

"Teacher, how come you are here?" Lan Ning held the arm of the treadmill and looked at him with surprise.

Compared with her, the Confucian language is quite indifferent. He looked at Lan Ning from the side and pointed at the corner of his mouth: "Is this contracted by you, can't I come?"

"No..." Lan Ning squinted at the corner of his mouth and ran for a while in silence, still feeling a bit strange. "How do you know that I am here?"

The Confucian language sneered: "After I moved to the community, do you think that I am here because of your fitness?"

Lan Ning: "..."

Although such a guess is a bit narcissistic, if it is a coincidence, it is too clever...

"With the community as the center, within the scope of your possible actions, only this gym, it is quite simple to launch you here."

Lan Ning: "..."

"But the most important thing is that I have seen your fitness card before."

"...so you admit that it was because I came here?"

"You may not understand what I said. There is only one gym nearby."

Lan Ning snorted and re-adjusted his breath: "How come you suddenly think of fitness?"

"Of course, to exercise."

Lan Ning looked at him sideways, although he ran for so long, the speed is still relatively fast, but the breathing is still very stable, a pair of sloppy look, not like those who are negligent.

"You look good on your body," she said.

The Confucian language turned its head and looked at her and smiled: "Do you mean the body or the body?"

Lan Ning: "..."

Why is her speech just so unclear? :)

Her gaze walked around him, with wide shoulders, thin waist, long legs, and very smooth muscle lines. It looked very tense.

Ok, the figure is pretty good.

"How do you usually exercise? Just do that stretching exercise?" Impossible, that exercise is also done, although it can play a role in self-cultivation, but the effect is not so obvious, it can only be regarded as an auxiliary, and long-term Insist on doing.

Confucianism said: "Some things are not just about exercising, but also about genes."

Lan Ning: "..."

Koko.

She regained her gaze and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

She didn't talk, and she spoke in a conversation with her: "Who is your coach?"

"Fang name." Lan Ning said that he looked in the direction of the aerobics. "That is the big man."

The Confucian language also took a look, then chuckled: "It’s true, my coach is also his."

Lan Ning: "..."

"Do you add him to WeChat?" Lan Ning asked. "He likes to show his muscles in his circle of friends."

The Confucian language seems to frown. "Is it? I will shield him later."

Lan Ning laughed and thought of something. He said to the Confucian language: "I asked about the design. She said that the first version of the cover will be made next week, and the layout of the inner page is also good. At the end of this month. It should be possible to print down."

"Yeah." The Confucian language responded faintly, and it seemed that interest was lacking.

Lan Ning flattened his mouth. This person is really, his book is not on the heart. Her editorial is a broken heart: "Oh yes, wait for the print field to print the ring, can you sign a little? ?"

The Confucian language frowned. "Do you make a signature book?"

"Well, not too much, 10,000 is enough."

Confucian language: "..."

Ten thousand still not much? are you kidding me?

He looked at Lan Ning, and his mouth was like a mocking laugh: "I can sign 10,000 copies, but I can't write at least one year after signing."

Lan Ning: "..."

Is it so exaggerated?

"Teacher, your book has never been signed. If you don't attend the signing ceremony, you can't give the reader some benefits?" I really don't know how his book can be sold so well.

Confucianism said: "As before, sign one, and the rest are not printed well? It is convenient and easy."

"How is the printing? This is the series of Enron Detectives that have been in violation of three years. You will sign a 呗. There are 10,000, really not much!"

"Do you really think so much?"

"Ok!"

"Then you are going to sign it."

Lan Ning: "..."

She wants to sign, but someone wants it!

She thought about it and asked for the next best thing: "You always have the seal, stamp it."

"The seal is not much faster than the signature." He indulged and said to her, "But if you really want a seal, I will give you the chapter, and you will print."

Lan Ning: "..."

She must have destroyed the universe in her lifetime, and she has been such an author in this life. :)

"I printed my seal." Lan Ning snorted and snorted. This book is her first best-selling novel, and she hopes to be perfect in every aspect.

After running for 30 minutes on the treadmill, Lan Ning gasped. The Confucian language walked down from the next machine and picked up the mineral water next to it and took a sip: "Are you lacking exercise during this time? Physical fitness seems to have fallen."

"Oh, I don't know which writers have nothing to do after writing the book. Of course I have no time to exercise."

The Confucian language raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking about me?"

"It's rare that you still have self-knowledge."

The Confucian language tightened the bottle cap and smiled at her: "I am honored."

Lan Ning gave him a white glance, took the towel on his shoulder and wiped the sweat, turning his head and preparing to play the sandbag.

The Confucian language followed her, and after standing next to her for a while, she applauded: "The strength is good."

Lan Ning smiled at him: "Just imagine it as your face, it is easy to get it."

Confucianism is still the same sentence: "I am honored."

After spending two hours in the gym, Laning packed up and went home. When I came out of the locker room, the Confucian language was waiting outside. When Lan Ning groaned, the other person stood up straight and asked her, "Will you go back together?"

"Hmm... well."

Just after the coaches around them looked at them with a look of face: "Do you live together?"

Lan Ning smiled at him and said: "Living in a community."

"Oh." The coach smiled deeply. "It’s not far from living."

Lan Ning: "..."

The coach’s reasoning ability gives her a negative score.

She glanced at the Confucian language and said to him, "Let's go."

The Confucian language nodded and went out with her.

In the car, the Confucian language steadily drove the car and asked Lan Ning: "What are you going to eat at night?"

"Hey, just tired after the exercise, I don't want to do it myself." She thought for a while and turned to look at the Confucian language. "We have a string of shops near our community. Have you gone to eat it? Although it was not long before the opening, but people Super, oh, I heard that Gu Xin also cut the ribbon when he opened it!"

"Gu Xin? That singer?"

"Haha, the teacher knows the stars too?"

Ruan Confucius gave her a look: "What is strange about this? I am not living in outer space."

"Oh, do you want to eat skewers? I heard that it tastes good, I always want to try it."

"Ok."

"Then I called Qufu and let her go to the position first."

Although Qufu received the phone call from Laning, he took the first place to take the position, but Laning waited for a while when they arrived.

"It seems that the taste here is really good." The Confucian language sat down in the position and looked around the environment. There are a lot of guests in the store, almost packed. The environment of the store is also very good, the decoration is antique, not only the clerk's clothing is very elegant, even the tableware is carefully selected.

Qufu’s hand swayed in front of his head and looked a little excited: “I heard people say that the boss here is super handsome!”

Lan Ning blinked and looked at her with a funny look: "Well? Have you seen it?"

"No, the boss seems to be very busy. I rarely come here, but I heard that he lives in front of Kerry International."

"Oh... you know it quite well."

"Oh." Qufu smiled twice, his eyes swept in the Confucian language and Lan Ning's body, and asked a little curiously, "But how are you two together? Dating?"

"Hey, cough, cough." Laning, who was drinking water, was sipped. "We met at the gym."

"Oh, dating in the gym, your taste is quite unique."

"...so you don't understand, we are not dating." Lan Ningpi smiled and stared at Qufu.

"Oh, you talk slowly, I am going to pick up the dishes." Qufu stood up and ran away quickly.

After she left, there were only two people at the table, Lan Ning and Confucianism. Probably because of Qufu’s words, Lan Ning was inexplicably embarrassed: “Sorry, her little child talks, don’t worry.”

Ruan Confucius looked at her and smiled. "You don't want to put it in your heart. Your ears are red."

Lan Ning: "..."

She drank a swig of tea in silence.

When Qufu came back, holding a few baskets of vegetables in his hand, Lan Ning glanced and found that he was a favorite dish. The eyebrows couldn’t help but pick it up: "What is the wind blowing today, so what? Are you in trouble again?"

"Where can I be." Qufu laughed and sat down in the position and put the basket of vegetables into the pot. "That is, um, the results of our small test came out, and we will open a parent meeting next week."

"Oh, then?"

"Oh, my math is not very good. If you let my uncle go to participate, he will definitely tell my parents..." She was not worried that her parents would marry her. She felt that they might not have time to marry her. It’s just that if they think they are not in the country, they don’t study, and maybe they will force her to go abroad.

"Lan Ning, can you help me attend the next parent meeting?" Qufu looked at her pitifully. "Next Friday."

Lan Ning knows her family's situation. She also wants to help her, just... "I will go to work on Friday." If the editor-in-chief is told that she wants to take time off to attend the parent meeting... The editor-in-chief will never believe. And now that I am so busy, I will not give her a leave of absence.

"Ah, what do you do..."

Sitting next to the Confucian language thought, and said: "I will help you to participate."