Film and TV: My Girlfriend is Xia Linxi

"Xiaoxi, come and have some duck meat to replenish your blood." Wang Yang stuffed the duck meat from his plate into hers.

If he hadn't considered that there were so many people around, he would have wanted to feed her.

"Yeah." Xia Linxi blushed and gave him a blank look. How did he know so much?

As she ate the duck meat her lover picked for her, she felt it was more delicious than anything she had ever eaten before.

After dinner, Wang Yang accompanied her for a walk around the school for a few minutes to help digest the food before returning to the classroom to prepare for evening self-study.

"Bad guy, how do we solve this problem?" Xia Linxi asked Wang Yang while pointing at a math problem.

"Bad guy? You don't want to call me Brother Yang anymore?" Wang Yang was a little depressed. He still liked her to call him Brother Yang.

"Can you please be serious and explain the problem to me quickly!" Xia Linxi looked at him coldly.

There are so many people here, it’s embarrassing to shout out.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Wang Yang didn't want to make her angry, so he quickly took out a piece of draft paper and explained it to her.

"Have you seen a little P to draw an auxiliary line..."

Qiao Yingzi, who was standing behind, saw Wang Yang explaining the questions to Xia Linxi and lost interest. She stopped paying attention to the two of them and started working on her own test paper.

"Do you understand?" Wang Yang asked in a low voice after he finished explaining to Xia Linxi.

The reason is simple: Teacher Tian Shanshan is here.

"I still don't understand. Can you please explain it again?" Xia Linxi shook her head left and right.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Wang Yang didn't believe it. With her IQ, she needed to be told again.

"Hehe, I really can't." Xia Linxi scratched Wang Yang's big hand with the pen cap.

"Oh, okay, I'll say it again." Wang Yang finally saw through her. Ever since they broke through that layer of relationship, she had been really clinging to him.

"hey-hey."

After evening self-study, Wang Yang personally sent her to the door of the girls' dormitory before he felt at ease.

"Go to bed early tonight!" Wang Yang waved at her.

"I understand." Xia Linxi shrugged and went upstairs.

The next day.

After the second English class, the principal Xie Weizhuo led a very elegant woman wearing a white shirt and a hip skirt into the experimental class.

"Principal, are you looking for me?" Wang Yang looked at the two people walking over with some confusion.

"It's not me who's looking for you, it's Director Pan who's looking for you?" Xie Weizhuo explained with a smile.

Wang Yang: “???”

Do you know yourself?

I don’t know him.

"Hello, Mr. Wang. I'm Pan Juan, the admissions director of the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. I'm here to invite you to join our school. As for the conditions, please feel free to name them, and we'll do our best to meet them."

The students around gasped. Oh my god, is this guy going to fall in love?

They did know that Wang Yang was the creator of "The Lone Hero".

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pan, I really don't plan to study at a music school. My goal is to reach the stars and the sea.

I wrote the song just for fun, and I had no idea it would go viral." Wang Yang said modestly, looking at the graceful director in front of him.

Phew, can you speak human language?

When many people in the classroom heard this, they were like, "You bastard, I really want to give you two big slaps to wake you up!"

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"Why don't you consider it, Mr. Wang? With your musical talent, I think after training in our school, you will definitely become a figure like Nie Er." Pan Juan still didn't give up and wanted to persuade him.

"No need, Director Pan!" Wang Yang refused without thinking.

Family members know their own business, and their own musical talents are really not enough.

"The Lone Hero" was created by plagiarizing his memories from his previous life.

"Well, here's my business card. If you figure it out, just call me. The door of our Magic City Conservatory of Music is always open to you." Pan Juan looked at the talented young man with a wry smile.

While others were eager to study at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music, he kept refusing.

Is this the arrogance of a genius or does he really not want to develop in the field of music?

Principal Xie Weizhuo did not interfere with Wang Yang's choice throughout the process. He believed that Wang Yang must have planned his future path.

Seeing Pan Juan leave, Wang Yang threw the business card into the trash can and it hit the target directly.

"Wang Yang is amazing!"

"Big boss, you're cheating!"

……

Wang Yang didn't care about their thoughts. He took out his mobile phone, put on headphones, and watched the video sent by his mother.

I saw my father wearing a jacket and tie, appearing in a certain conference hall in high spirits.

"Hey, it's Uncle Wang. What is he doing?" Xia Linxi came closer, and their heads were almost touching.

Smelling the familiar jasmine scent, Wang Yang couldn't help but take a few more breaths.

"It should be because my dad was hired as a Yangtze River Scholar?" Wang Yang was also a little uncertain and put the headphones on Xia Linxi as well.

"Your dad is so awesome!" Xia Linxi said with envy.

"What do you mean your dad? It's our dad, okay?" Wang Yang corrected her mistake dissatisfiedly.

"Bah, shameless." Xia Linxi's cheeks turned slightly red.

But I was still very happy in my heart that I actually have such an awesome "future father-in-law."

Hey, Xia Linxi, what are you thinking about?

I also want to be like Uncle Wang and become a professor at the very least.

Otherwise you will be laughed at by others.

In a certain conference hall, Wang Ma Ding Mei took out her mobile phone and recorded this glorious moment.

Father Wang was holding his letter of appointment and shaking hands with a political bigwig for a photo.

It was already 2 p.m. when Wang's father returned to Shuxiang Yayuan.

Today is a rare day for him to rest.

Ding Dong, the doorbell outside rang.

Mother Wang hurried to open the door. They must be relatives and friends who came to congratulate her.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was Xia Linxi's parents.

"Congratulations, Sister Ding!" Mother Xia came over with a gift, and behind her was Father Xia who was also holding a gift.

"Hey, we're family, why bring any gifts? Come in and sit down." Aunt Wang pretended to be angry, but still welcomed the two in.

"How can you come without a gift? This is the rule passed down from our ancestors!" Mother Xia said in a flattering manner.

"Hey, what you said actually leaves me powerless to refute." Mother Wang smiled bitterly and put the gift away.

"Come and have some tea." Dad Wang handed the brewed West Lake Longjing tea to Dad and Mom Xia who were sitting on the sofa.

"Hey, Brother Wang, this is my first time drinking tea brewed by a senior leader." Dad Xia blew slightly, took a sip of tea and said.

"What's the point of being a leader or not? We are still serving the people." Father Wang said seriously.

"Brother Wang has a high level of awareness. Unlike him, he has a low level of awareness and is still an ordinary engineer in a broken factory!" Mother Xia looked at her husband with some dissatisfaction.

It’s really infuriating to see people compare to each other.

Moreover, he and I would quarrel every now and then.

But it seems that Brother Wang and Sister Ding don’t have any.

"No, no, I'm not an ordinary citizen. There is no distinction between high and low professions." Father Wang helped his future father-in-law out of the predicament.

Dad Xia looked at Dad Wang with gratitude. This father-in-law was really nice.

If it weren't for Xia Linxi, the couple would have divorced long ago.

During this period, more people visited, drank a cup of tea and left.

"Come on, brother, let's have another one." During dinner, the two old guys were drinking against each other.

You and I drank one cup at a time, and we were very happy.

The table was littered with empty wine bottles.

Wang Ma and Xia Ma did not stop them, as today was a rare happy day.

"Sing a folk song to the Party..." Perhaps because he was drunk, Father Wang couldn't help humming a revolutionary song, while Father Xia clapped his hands vigorously.

Not long after, both of them fell asleep on the table.

"They are really something." Aunt Wang and Aunt Xia looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

It was already early the next morning when Wang's father woke up.

"Hey, you still remember to get up!" Aunt Wang, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, said sarcastically.

"We have to go to work in an hour and a half." Father Wang scratched his head and explained.

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He has a very accurate control of time.

"Then hurry up and wash up."

"Okay, my wife!"

After breakfast, Dad Wang drove Mom to the West Campus of Union Hospital first, and then went to the East Campus of Union Hospital alone.

98 Middle School.

Zhou Linlin, who was sitting in the last row of the classroom, was drowsy as he looked at the incomprehensible book on the blackboard.

Damn physics.

I should have chosen liberal arts earlier!

Hey, that unreliable senior hasn’t given me extra lessons for several days. Has he forgotten about me?

Should I send him a razor blade?

I heard that he went to Shanghai. I don’t think I’ve ever been there. I really want to go and have some fun.

Suddenly, a piece of colored chalk fell from the sky and hit her on the head.

.. ...... ...

"Zhou Linlin, stand back!" the physics teacher roared in a thunderous voice.

It's just the back, why are you so fierce? Zhou Linlin curled her lips.

No wonder you are almost 30 and still can’t find a wife.

Live it!

Ah~

At Elite Middle School, Wang Yang, who was in class, couldn't help but yawn several times in a row.

Everyone was looking at him, and Wang Yang felt weird.

"Wang Yang, are you feeling unwell? If so, go to the infirmary immediately." Zhao Rongbao said with concern.

"No need, teacher, I'm fine." Wang Yang shook his head and rejected his kindness.

"Okay." He then continued his lecture.

Hey, which guy is cursing me behind my back?

Wang Yang thought about it and realized that he had been very honest recently and had not offended anyone.