Wen Miao always felt that this thing sounded wrong: "But I think these two seem to be the same?"

"It should be almost the same, right?" Lin Er thought, "Why don't I just apply for an insurance major?"

"..." Wen Miao became even more messy and quickly persuaded him, "No, Mumu, don't be impulsive first. I think there is room for negotiation on this matter. Let's think about it again, don't be impulsive."

After listening to the causes and consequences, Xie Yan: "..."

Sinking into deeper contemplation.

Ah, it turns out that there is such an unknown little episode behind the sale of insurance.

In order to give him a sense of security, his girlfriend actually wanted to sell insurance.

Sell! Insurance! Ah!

What a heroic love story this is, Xie Yan thought in a complicated mood.

Liner lay on the table, tilting his head to look at him, and solemnly asked for his opinion: "What do you think of this major?"

"..." Xie Yan looked at her for a long time and didn't speak, as if she was asked.

The brochures on the table were still on the street, and the slogans on them were deafening:

——"Insurance policy, no betrayal, only company."

——"You are just one insurance policy away from your sense of security"

——"Life is accidental, death is certain, insurance is inevitable."

"..." Xie Yan's mood became more complicated.

After a while, he sighed deeply and finally spoke: "What do you mean, baby."

He organized his wording.

"I'm really touched." Xie Yan felt for the first time that speaking was really an art, and the appropriate wording was so difficult to organize. "But we shouldn't sell insurance... No, don't apply for insurance majors, right?"

Liner blinked: "Why?"

Xie Yan: “…”

Good question.

He also wanted to know why he would have such a difficult day in his life on this insurance issue.

"Actually, I think you have a better choice." After thinking about it again, Xie Yan once again struggled to organize the appropriate words, "For example, finance, management."

Xie Yan paused and said, "There are also the music-related majors you like, so why do you have to sell insurance... No, go to study insurance?"

"Give you a sense of security." Liner answered without hesitation.

She still said the same old saying.

"..." Xie Yan raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed again.

"Baby, I feel so safe enough." He turned over the page of insurance professional introduction on the booklet under her hands, and spoke with a gentle tone but unstoppable. "I listen to me this time, I won't report this time."

Liner considered the credibility in his words: "Isn't you really rewarded?"

"No reply." Xie Yan's tone was gentle and firm.

"Don't feel safe?" Liner asked again.

Xie Yan looked at her deeply: "It's enough."

"Okay." Hearing his determination, Lin Er stopped insisting, and nodded as if he nodded with regret.

After a long tug-of-war, the two sides barely reached a consensus.

So, with the repeated efforts of Xie Tiantian, Lin Er finally gave up the idea of ​​applying for insurance major and changed to finance.

Xie Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that if he really asked Lin Er to apply for this insurance major, Lin Yian would probably make his accident insurance effective instantly. Then, let alone embrace the friendship of chimpanzees, the great white sharks will no longer work.

The admission notice arrived very quickly, and it was sent to the students one after another at the end of July.

In August, students still have to go back to school to get their student record files.

The time for the Ninth Middle School to receive the file was set on August 3rd, and Wen Miao also got his driver's license. After learning the news, Wen Miao called over unavoidably: "Mumu, wait for me and let me drive you to school."

"..." Lin Er felt that he had to consider the safety of their lives, so he persuaded him with a very tactful word, "It's better not to be good? Master Mao, you have to come over, far away."

"It's okay, I'm going out to play today, so I'm just giving you a ride." Wen Miao said.

Liner: “…”

Use the words more accurately. Should I send her a ride or a trip?

"I have to go find Xie Tiantian." Liner found another reason with great difficulty, "I told him before, I went to school with him."

"That's right. I'll take you to find Nicholas first, then take you two to school, and finally I'll go to find Shen Jiayu." Wen Miao arranged the itinerary clearly.

“…”

Lin Er couldn't find any other reason, so he had to send a message to Xie Yan, who was dragged into the water by himself: [I'll go to see you in the afternoon, and Mao Ye said he would drive us to school.]

Xie Yan: [Red tricycle?]

Liner:【No.】

Liner: [This time it is a red sports car, with a four-wheel convertible.]

Xie Yan:【?】

Xie Yan: [Didn’t she fail her second subject?]

Lin Er: [I took the exam again, passed the second time.]

Liner: [And, I have already obtained my driver's license.]

Xie Yan: [……early?]

This "early" credibility shouldn't be much, right?

Xie Yan remembers that Wen Miao failed in the second grade last time, it shouldn’t have been long.

Lin Er indeed said: [Well, if you have done a lot of money, you have already obtained four and a half hours.]

Xie Yan: “…”

That's really early. Those who dare to take this car are all real friends, and they should be friends of life and death.

Xie Yan convinced himself to think about the better, and to be a bird in the sky, and to be a branch on the ground, and to be able to die with his girlfriend. That would be great.

Given that Wen Miao's driving skills were not very high, Lin Er did not dare to sit in the co-pilot, for fear of disturbing her driving.

She and Xie Yan sat in the back of the sports car. The two of them were highly focused. They looked around and listened to all directions, and were worried all the way to the gate of No. 9 Middle School.

Seeing that the school gate was getting closer and closer, Wen Miao slowly lowered his speed and said to the two without looking back: "I won't stop. It's too difficult to start, I keep turning off the engine."

Liner: "?"

Xie Yan: "?"

If you don’t stop, how can they get down???

As if he noticed the sights of the two of them at the same time, Wen Miao tightened the steering wheel nervously, stared at the rearview mirror and thought about it, and then made a wonderful suggestion: "Let's do this, when I pass by the school gate later, I'll drive the car slowly, and you can jump out of the car."

Liner: "???"

Xie Yan: "???"

Jump, jump down?

"Oh by the way." Wen Miao said again, "Don't forget to follow the car for two more steps and help me close the door."

Liner: “…”

Xie Yan: “…”
Chapter completed!