Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 417 There is a beautiful girl who wants to see you.

[We had several photography teams go up there, but I was the only one who came back alive. The blogger is so kind. 】

[Oh my god, this is simply photography with life. 】

As the number of comments increased, the platform gave Duan Dian more traffic and views. Then just because of a photo, he directly gained 10 followers.

You must know that if you have tens of thousands of fans on this platform, you can negotiate a lot of promotion. If you have 10 fans, it will be even more.

After Jiang Niannian learned about this, she couldn't help but sent him a congratulatory message.

【Congratulations!Photographer!You are on fire! 】

Duan Dian was sleeping alone on the plane, and he woke up when he heard a special sound.

He turned on his phone and saw that it was indeed a message from Jiang Niannian.

Even though I told her not to reply before, I will still be surprised to receive her message.

After seeing this inexplicable congratulations, he was quite confused until the messages from platform 99+ in his message bar made his heart skip a beat.

He has imagined many times how he would feel if he became popular one day.

His intense heartbeat made him scream loudly, and the young man's passionate voice suddenly woke up those who were sleeping in the cabin.

A rustling and impatient voice slowly came out. Duan Dian covered his mouth and shrank in his seat, his whole face almost breaking out from laughter.

In fact, as long as there is a little light to illuminate the way for him to pursue his dreams, it is enough.

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Jiang Niannian felt a little flustered for some reason when she returned to City A this time. She couldn't explain what she was feeling. Did she feel like she hadn't done something?
"Nian Nian, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. What kind of mooncakes do you want to eat?" Huo Qi asked by the way as he drove his wife to the place where Master Zhen taught.

Mid-Autumn Festival?Is it Mid-Autumn Festival so soon?
Jiang Niannian's face turned pale, her fingers were wrapped around the straps of her pajamas, thinking about something.

"Ah Qi."

"Ok?"

"Did you say that Zhou Mochen's execution will take place during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

The man froze for a moment when he heard the words, lowered his brows and eyes, and unhappy emotions flashed in his eyes; he thought about it, and responded with a neutral 'hmm'.

Regarding Zhou Mochen, he didn't want to mention it because he didn't want Jiang Niannian to recall the pain.

However, there are some hurdles that you must overcome by yourself.

"I want to see him after class." Jiang Niannian was actually a little scared. After all, because of Zhou Mochen, she still dared not read strange text messages or answer strange phone calls.

However, even if he did such an extreme thing, it could not erase the fact that they were good friends before.

During the days when Jiang Niannian was trapped in country R, ​​it was Zhou Mochen who climbed over the wall every day to see her.

Huo Qi completely respects her decision. Although his face is not good, he still responds to everything.

Jiang Niannian was a little distracted during this class, and Master Zhen also noticed it, so he stopped and knocked on her desk.

In fact, she is the only student in the entire class, so if she stares blankly, there is no need to continue the class.

"Nian Nian, if you have other things to do, I can finish class early." Master Zhen has a gentle temper, especially after learning that Jiang Niannian is Huo Qi's wife, his attitude becomes even more cordial.

I think back then, when his students had no fixed place to live and their future was uncertain, it was Mr. Huo who supported him with his own efforts.

It saved his career and his artistic life, which was like saving his life.

At the age he is now, although he had some talent when he was young, he failed to accumulate money well. When he is old, he is incapable of doing anything, but he only has an art.

I thought that my passion would be wasted like this, but luckily I met Mr. Huo's full support.

Now, Mr. Huo's request is to open a small stove for his wife, which is of course a trivial matter. "Teacher, I'm sorry." Jiang Niannian has always been very serious since class, and has never been so distracted as before.

"It's okay. You must have encountered something. Let's get out of class today."

"You're heavy. If it's hard for you, take a break from class." It's not that Zhen Guoqing doesn't want to teach her, he's just worried that it won't be good for her to travel back and forth while pregnant.

Jiang Niannian also objected: "It's okay, I don't feel uncomfortable at all."

Zhen Guoqing couldn't control her stubborn little donkey, so he only smiled fondly and said: "Okay, then you can finish class today and come early tomorrow to make up for the unfinished lessons from today's class."

This can only be arranged first, because Jiang Niannian is currently thinking about going to see Zhou Mochen.

Although the emotions I carry are somewhat complicated, I can't calm my restless heart.

She always thinks it's clear.

No matter what the outcome is, it must be faced.

Otherwise, he will always be trapped in this cage, hiding behind Huo Qi forever, and he will never be able to overcome the difficulties.

"Then I'll leave first, teacher, I'll come early tomorrow." Jiang Niannian carried her canvas bag and went out, leaving her cell phone on the table and forgetting to take it.

By the time Zhen Guoqing found out, she had already disappeared.

"This girl is going to be a mother, why are she still so frizzy?"

Jiang Niannian was alone in a car at the gate of the prison where death row prisoners were held. He hesitated for a long time before approaching to ask.

"Hello, is there a person named Zhou Mochen imprisoned here?" Jiang Niannian still couldn't bear to add the word 'prisoner' after his name.

To this day, in her mind, Zhou Mochen is the young man with a pair of clear deer eyes.

"Yes, he will be shot tomorrow morning. He won't see anyone."

"I..." Jiang Niannian wanted to say something and opened her mouth.And closed silently.

"I want to meet him? Can I meet him?"

"Oh, even if you want to see him, he may not want to see you. It's useless to ask."

"I just want to see him once, just once."

"Oh, okay, okay, let me ask you." The police officer guarding the gate really wasn't enthusiastic about things other than work.

I don’t know why so many people come to see the condemned prisoners every day.

However, if it weren't for the fact that the little girl looked really pitiful this time, he wouldn't be tempted to help her like this.

Only very dangerous, aggressive or mentally disturbed people are allowed to live in single rooms here.

Zhou Mochen is the only death row inmate alive who lives in a single room.

There was a bed in an area of ​​just a few square meters, and the toilet was at the head of the bed. The smell was not to mention unpleasant, and a beam of light slanted in from a palm-sized window, hitting a man covered in dirt.

The weather was slightly cooler in autumn, and the smell all over his body wasn't as bad as in summer, but it wasn't much better.

"Hey, 7026, someone is here to see you, get up!" The police officer knocked on the steel door with an iron bar, and his tone was not respectful. For these death row prisoners, respect is not necessary.

When they committed heinous crimes, their dignity had long been trampled to the ground.

I am lucky to be able to survive for so long.

Zhou Mochen lay motionless on the bed, as if he was dead.

"Hello! There is a beautiful girl who wants to see you."

(End of this chapter)