Hello Mr. King

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"The number of people in the first few days is normal, but slowly there are fewer people." Yun thinks it doesn't feel so bizarre.

She has close to 20 million followers on Weibo, because she is well-established and generally likes her talent fans.

Certainly not everyone will participate in the donation, but is it a matter of a dollar, and there must be no fewer people participating.

It is conservatively estimated that five million should be raised before her birthday.

"Where do we donate?" Song Meng really hopes that Yun thinks about his birthday soon so that he can get rid of it.

"If you are afraid, transfer the money to Cocoa." Yun thinks about Song Meng's psychological pressure.

"Okay..." After thinking about it, Song Meng took a deep breath, "Or let me come, I will always get used to it."

"It's up to you." Yun thinks that she still trusts Song Meng very much, "I will give you an account when the time comes, and you just transfer it."

This kind of thing is still to find Qiao Guan. Although she knew many reliable charities in her last life, she did not intend to be involved in the personnel of her last life.

At least not take the initiative to go, if inevitable in the future, then face it calmly.

After sleeping on the plane, it was already early in the morning, and Song Qian drove and waited for them at the airport.

Returning from the Big Apple City, Yun thought of taking Ai Li and Song Qian on leave. Ai Li and Song Qian were together.

Now that Yun thinks about taking the leave and preparing to start work, they naturally have to follow the job.

Li Xiangling and Song Meng came to the room that had been set up for them long ago, and happily could not sleep at night.

"Think about it, if it's not too far from my school, I want to move out!" Song Meng was very excited to think about Yun.

Yun thinks of pushing her away, going upstairs back to her room, and still sleeping for three hours.

After getting up in the morning, you can have breakfast made by Wang Yong again. Song Meng once again stated: "I will come to live on weekends!"

"I'm here too." Li Xiangling rarely agreed.

She didn't want to live comfortably, but to get together with two best friends.

Three people in different schools, she and Song Meng can be together every weekend, Yun Xiang think about the nature of the profession, almost did not meet last semester.

"Think about it, this is your announcement for this month." Coco took the cloud to think about when he was free, and handed the announcement to Yun for thinking.

Yun thinks that there is a spectrum in his heart. He just glanced at it. Li Xiangling and Song Meng stared at each other after reading: "Do you still have time to study?"

"Of course." Yun thinks confidently.

The two of them saw that she was going to learn driving school, which took up a lot of time, but many of her were well-known in her previous life.

Basically only need to take a form, she can easily get the driving school done.

And for privacy, He Wei is looking for the kind of driving school specifically for artists to learn, and the time is much more flexible.

After lunch at noon, Feng Xiaolu called Yun Xiangxiang and cried and said, "Think about it, my C language is hanging."

"Is it possible to check the score?" Yun didn't even think about it. She immediately sat down and logged into the internal student system.

"Yeah, even today I can check the results. Lin Lin has more than 80 points for each subject, and Manny Pascal has also hung up." Feng Xiaolu's tone was low.

"It's okay, review and try to make up for the exam." Yun thinks about it while comforting, "You two must have no intentions on weekdays."

"Hey, we two are too loose, thinking of the exam too simple, and saying that we want to fight for a scholarship, this is no drama." Feng Xiaolu quickly adjusted, and then asked, "How are you doing?"

"Oh, I have more than 90 per door." Yun thought about it and said after looking at the transcript.

Feng Xiaolu: ...

After slowing down for a while, Feng Xiaolu spoke with a bit of numbness: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you were a one-year film shooter, and you can still take the country's number one school bully, bother, bye."

Feng Xiaolu really hung up the phone, making Yun think a little bit crying and laughing.

"Our results also came out. Fortunately, I didn't pass the exam!" Song Meng also took the opportunity to check his own results.

Li Xiangling shrugged: "Our results have not yet come out."

Every school is different, but Li Xiangling is not in a hurry, and Yun Xiang is very confident in her.

Looking at the time, Yun thought about calling Shang Yunlin, and Song Qian drove her to find Song Mian.

No need to call to ask for the location. Song Qian is here. Yun thinks she knows.

Sure enough, Song Qian took them directly to a suburban resort, a quaint farmhouse.

"It's so beautiful here." Song Meng especially liked it when she got out of the car and saw the lantern hanging high. "Sincere."

Once inside, Song Yao waited for them: "Miss Yun, please."

"Wow, think about it, the waiters here are so handsome." Song Meng whispered to Yun for a moment.

Yun thinks of looking at Song Yao, who has the same smile, Song Yao is the kind of baby-faced, seemingly spiritual man.

The facial features are not very exquisite, but they are clean and elegant, and there are tiger teeth in the smile.

Song Meng treats others as waiters, and Yun thinks about it without explaining.

When we arrived at the box, the door opened, and Song Mian, who was sitting on the bench and looking down at the book, was in sight.

Song Mian heard the sound, just raised his head and faced them face to face.

Song Meng was dull for a moment, and even the calm Li Xiangling was stunned.

"Hello, I'm a boyfriend to think about, my name is Song Mian." Song Mian got up and stepped forward to say hello.

"Oh, hello." Li Xiangling was still a god, and shook hands with Song Mian, embarrassed.

Song Meng was completely in a floating state, shaking hands with Song Mian mechanically, and then sitting down in a daze.

The moment she sat down, she woke up and tugged at the cloud next to her to think about it: "You told me this is not true?"

Yun Xiang thinks that this guy is a bit embarrassing, but think of Song Mian's face value, and Song Meng is a face dog again, reaching out and pinching her hand back: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Song Meng quickly shook her hand. "Cloud think about it, you vicious guerrilla..."

I have been used to it since I was a child, and I remembered Yun Yunxiang’s boyfriend right now, and Song Meng immediately saved: "So what... We are used to it. It’s very good to think about it from an early age. Although we are the youngest, she is right. The two of us are very caring, she is tender, beautiful, generous and understanding..."

"I know."

Song Meng praised Yun for a whole lot. The college entrance examination essays did not search like this, and Song Mian nodded with a smile.

"Maya, don't laugh at me like that, I'm afraid I'm embarrassed by nosebleeds." Song Meng immediately looked up.

"You are already embarrassing." Li Xiangling said coldly.

"It sounds like you are better than me." Song Meng looked disdainful and smiled at Song Mian again. "Don't get me wrong, I am a typical Yan Gou. Seeing good-looking people, both men and women control I can’t help myself, but I absolutely don’t have anything for you, and I don’t dare to think indiscriminately.