The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 270 Jiajun who started convulsing again (1)
Then he left with a smile on his face, leaving Sun Jiajun depressed in place alone.

Does whether she gets married or not has anything to do with Sun Jiawei?

Turning around, Li Li asked Sun Jiajun to book the ticket, but he was going out, and Sun Jiajun would not go. Li Li was afraid that Sun Jiajun would come and take a look at the handwritten itinerary. This time she learned a lesson. Sun Jiajun was very depressed. She Not a fool.

"I said, your film." Li Li took a moment to glance at her.

People in the school like to get in touch with Sun Jiajun, not because of any kind of affection, but because he feels that this person has a sense of sincerity, which is really the foundation of Sun Jiajun's life. In fact, in Li Li's eyes, Sun Jiajun is not very good at speech, and he is not good at body. Language, but emotion is very rich. She said that she was willing to write novels for fun to reduce stress. In fact, it is words that can keep her balanced.

Sun Jiajun looked at Li Li.

"not good?"

She wrinkled her nose. She was used to being hit.

Li Li smiled, turned his face away, and said something for a long time.

"Very good, great, Jiajun, you are great."

This is Li Li's most direct and direct compliment to Sun Jiajun as a senior after she became an intern. When everyone said that she was showing off her too much, a senior stood up and said to her, Jiajun, you are great. , you are amazing.

Sun Jiajun has always believed that instead of cursing the darkness, it is better to light up the lights.

A country is made up of specific people. It is created and determined by these people. Only a country can have people who seek truth, people who can think independently, people who can record the truth, and people who can do this regardless of the cost. Only one country can respect such a mind and soul, who can stand up for their own constitutional rights, who can know that the world is not perfect, but still say nothing of strength and never give up, she dares to say, She is confident that tomorrow will be even better.

Sun Jiajun, who was praised, went home today and started to convulse again. He went back early and went to the mall for a walk. It seems that there is nothing serious recently. If something big happens every day, it is estimated that the mall is not far from Huangpu. , She bought the groceries, Xiaofang just picked up the clothes when the driver sent her back, and she hasn't gone to buy groceries yet.

After changing his shoes, he said to Xiao Fang by the door: "You go back, I will do it tonight."

Xiao Fang also understands her. She is either depressed or happy. Only in this case will she take the initiative to do housework, but looking at the expression on her face, she should not be depressed anymore. Hang up her clothes Closing the door of the cupboard, he turned and left. Lu Zhanjiang came back very late and had meetings all day long. When he got home, he didn't have the appetite to eat anything. Sun Jiajun was busy for nothing.

From the moment he entered the door, his face was full of exhaustion. She asked if he wanted to eat, but he didn't respond at all. Jiajun thought that he might be able to eat today, so he did as he said.

How busy he was, so busy that he didn't have time to talk to her at all. Sun Jiajun didn't understand his work. What Sun Jiajun understood was that Lu Zhanjiang made money quickly, and he knew nothing about it.

All the men in the Lu family like to play golf very much. Among them, Lu Zhanjiang is the most enthusiastic. Lu's mother always says that Sun Jiajun is stupid, and spares no effort to tell her son that Sun Jiajun is so bad or that bad, but she can't say it clearly. Every time he speaks, he carries it with him. This kind of words are particularly harsh in Lu Zhanjiang's ears. There are no people around him who can't do it.

But according to the past method, you forced her to do something she didn't like very much.

Every year, there will be a competition between them and professional golfers in their circle. This competition is not open to the public, but it is just for everyone to have fun together, and it does not count.

A few days earlier, Wei Fang called and joked on the phone: "I said San'er, will you still participate this year?"

Lu Zhanjiang smiled: "Why not?"

Wei Fang smiled: "Feng Xiao also participated this year, I think you can compete."

Lu Zhanjiang hung up the phone with a smile, and Feng Xiao?

Lu Zhanjiang is famous for being a good fighter, and even some professional players are not his opponents. Some people may wonder why he doesn't develop professionally since he is so good. He is a hobby and doesn't want to turn his hobby into a means of making a living.

Lu's mother's call also followed to Sun Jiajun's cell phone.

"Golf game?"

Sun Jiajun rolled his eyes, does it have anything to do with him?She is barely able to hit the ball away now, not necessarily, sometimes she still sends the turf flying. She always feels that playing golf like this is a kind of harm to the turf.

"Jiajun..."

He babbled again, Sun Jiajun hung up the phone helplessly, Li and Li didn't have much to do here, and the school was also doing things step by step, and he had the manuscript, and now he has free time to study the site, Lu Zhanjiang and others Mom has already said it is very obvious, she must be taken there when the time comes, for fear of embarrassing her, for fear of embarrassing her, she is told to go, really.

However, Sun Jiajun didn't say anything to Lu Zhanjiang, he secretly read it by himself. When he came back from get out of class by car, he would look at the drawings, read them over and over again, and studied them over and over again.

On the day of the game, the air was very good, which was very suitable for playing.

"The first hole is PARFVE, 491 meters, 275 meters to 285 meters are bunkers, if you aim to the left, you can hit the ball on a flat fairway."

Lu Zhanjiang stopped and glanced at her, full of admiration. Sun Jiajun's face was full of complacency. It's too easy to do homework, and she puts her heart into it. As long as she puts her heart into it, maybe she can also become a professional golf player. coming.

Reaching out to rub her hair helplessly, sometimes I really feel that she is like a princess, wagging her tail as if to say, praise me, master, please praise me.

"Give me the ball, I'm going to hit it directly."

Sun Jiajun stared, what does this mean?
"I said I'm going to play straight through the bunker."

(End of this chapter)