After breakfast, Bai Mufan originally planned to go to school, but was stopped by Yu Qinzhu, saying that he had asked for a few days off for him and let him stay at home.

The reason Yu Qinzhu gave was also very simple. There had been a series of thrilling things in the past two days. She was worried that these things would affect Bai Mufan's physical and mental health, so she hoped that he would put down his studies and other things for a while and rest at home for a few days.

After hearing Yu Qinzhu mention this, Bai Mufan realized that his psychological tolerance seemed to be a bit strong.

So much has happened in the past two days, but as he woke up, he seemed to have put the negative emotions accumulated in his heart behind him, and sat at the dining table for breakfast as usual, and immediately thought about whether he would be late to go to school now, which may be due to habits.

Bai Mufan didn't force him. For him, sitting in the classroom to study was actually not much different from sitting at home.

He has already finished all the knowledge he has learned in the three years of high school. Now that the college entrance examination is approaching, what he is doing every day is just constantly reviewing the knowledge he has learned, so whether to go to school or not has little impact on him.

In addition, Yu Qinzhu had a tough attitude on this matter, so he stayed at home, to be precise, Yu Qinzhu's home.

As for his house, Bai Mufan took a curious look and found that there were many construction workers gathering there, doing house restoration work in Bangbang, looking very busy.

Yu Qinzhu told him that the damage to the house was not as serious as expected, and it was estimated that it would be repaired in one month at the earliest, and the workers would reshape the house as it was originally.

This made Bai Mufan feel a little relieved. Although it is unlikely that it will be 100% restored, it is enough to restore it. Just treat it as a small decoration.

Bai Mufan sat in the living room, took out a copy of the number of study questions and started to do it, but he seemed a little absent-minded.

He was thinking about how to repay Xue Xiaoyan.

He has always been very grateful, and he repays the grace of a drop of water. Yesterday, Xue Xiaoyan helped him so much, not only rescued him from Liu Yanyu, but also stood in front of him several times in times of crisis, fighting with Liu Yanyu holding a sharp weapon, which moved him very much.

Such a big favor is definitely not something that can be done with a simple thank you yesterday.

He currently feels that he should come to the door to thank him again with a gift, but Bai Mufan hasn't figured out what to give.

Giving money?

This thought flashed through Bai Mufan's mind and was immediately rejected.

Giving money is too stupid. It may be the best for some people who put money first, but with Xue Xiaoyan's personality, she is definitely not able to accept it.

What to send some supplements and tobacco and alcohol?

Bai Mufan shook his head again, it was too old-fashioned, and it was not about visiting the elderly during festivals.

Or don’t send electronic products, such as mobile phones and computers?

Bai Mufan hesitated. Although these things are quite popular among young people, he rarely sees Xue Xiaoyan showing interest in these things. Maybe she doesn't like these things very much.

The things you give must be what you like.

Bai Mufan's face was full of confusion. His Libra's difficulty in choosing occurred at this time. For him, this is simply a problem in the world!

At this moment, Bai Mufan suddenly had an idea, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and opened the chat software.

He has two accounts, one is the life account he usually uses, and the other is the work account with the anchor identity. When he logged into the work account, a lot of messages popped up, and at first glance they all looked 99, and there were also a lot of requests to add friends.

The job number of his anchor identity is not kept confidential, so fans can easily find it by searching carefully. Even though he clearly states on his personal profile that he should not disturb his work matters, some fans with luck will still inevitably come to add his friends and try to talk to him.

Bai Mufan's expression remained unchanged. He skillfully refused all the messy requests from friends. Then he opened one of the fan groups, flew his fingers, and quickly sent a message: "I want to ask everyone a question. Recently, a female friend helped me a lot. I want to give her some gifts to repay her. What do you think is better to give? To emphasize, the other party and I are just a very pure friend relationship."

This is the good idea that Bai Mufan just thought of. Instead of sitting here and thinking hard, it is better to mobilize the power of the general public. So many people think together is definitely much more efficient than he thinks alone.

Moreover, his fan base is basically full of female fans, and they are both women, so these fans may be able to provide him with some good advice.

The group of people in the group were chattering about how long it would take for him to start the broadcast again this time, which was very lively.

Some people rationally analyzed that according to past experience, he had at least two days of pigeon this time, but then someone immediately jumped out and said at least three days, four days, and even one who said pigeons a week, then a group of people started to add up in various ways. In addition, there were jokes like "super doubled", "not following", "I'm big you" and so on.

Then somehow it turned into a row of "Gugugu" pigeons, and some "Huihu" were mixed in, breaking the formation, and causing a rhythm storm of punching monsters.

This is the daily life of the sand sculpture group members.

When his message was sent out, various information in the group paused slightly, and then a lot of messages suddenly broke out, and messages came into view and were bounced up within 0:1 second!

Bai Mufan was dazzled. He quickly dragged down the chat bar to stop the chat information scrolling at the speed of light. Then he filtered out most of the meaningless information that was yelling excitedly or confessing enthusiastically, and specifically picked up the information that was answering his own questions and looked at it one by one.

"You can give some chocolates and other snacks. If Mu Mu made them himself, that girl would be very moved. Anyway, if I received them, I would definitely cry excitedly."

Bai Mufan felt a little moved. This suggestion was good. The things he made by himself were indeed more intimate than buying a gift outside.

However, he thought about it carefully and shook his head again. He had made biscuits for Xue Xiaoyan in housekeeping classes before, so although this suggestion was pretty good, he could only pass.

"How about giving her a sweater or scarf?"

Bai Mufan couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth. It was also true that in this upside-down world, boys should be knitting sweaters and scarves for girls, but he couldn't do it. As long as he imagined the picture, he felt that the incongruous feeling was too heavy!
Chapter completed!