Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 243 Powerful Shot
Two snowmen were built, one crooked and crooked, the other neat and tidy, standing close together.

Mu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction and said, "Mine looks better. This one is mine!"

Then, she pointed to the crooked and somewhat deformed snowman and laughed, "This is you!"

After saying this, she prepared to use a twig to write her name on the snowman.

"If you write your name down, you'll probably get kicked to pieces in a heartbeat." Zeng Wenjie rolled his eyes and stopped her.

"Why?" Mu Qingyang asked curiously.

“There are plenty of people at school who are jealous of me, and even more who want to get close to you. If they see these two snowmen with our names on them, wouldn’t they be so jealous that they’d just throw an Ultraman kick?” Zeng Wenjie couldn’t help but laugh.

Mu Qingyang was taken aback, then thought that people shouldn't be that bad!
“Okay, I’ll take you to build another one, it’s still early anyway,” Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay!" Mu Qingyang nodded.

Then, Zeng Wenjie found a fire hydrant standing by the roadside, gathered up the snow, and piled it on the hydrant.

Mu Qingyang tilted his head, puzzled, and asked, "Why are we piling them up here?"

Zeng Wenjie didn't want to expose his wicked intentions, so he laughed and said, "It's simpler to pile them up here. It's better to have something to support them, isn't it?"

Mu Qingyang thought it made sense, so he helped out and quickly piled the snowman on the fire hydrant. The snow buried the fire hydrant underneath, so you couldn't see anything.

Zeng Wenjie took a twig and wrote words on it: "Created by Zeng Wenjie and Mu Qingyang".

Mu Qingyang thought the note was quite good, nodded with satisfaction, patted his hands which were a little stiff from the cold, and said, "I hope no one will damage it."

Zeng Wenjie took off her gloves and then placed her icy hands under his chin.

Mu Qingyang obediently warmed his hands, lowered his head, and pressed his head against his chest.

"I brought my camera with me, so I'll take some pictures of you. We can develop them, frame them, and enjoy them later." Zeng Wenjie pulled a Nikon D40 camera out of his trench coat.

He'd taken a lot of photos with the camera, but unfortunately, he hadn't taken any of Xiao Mu's, which made him feel he should make up for it.

Mu Qingyang is definitely not suited to be a model, but she's so beautiful, it would be a shame not to take some nice photos of her to preserve her image.

After Mu Qingyang warmed her hands, Zeng Wenjie found a nice background and started taking pictures of her.

Mu Qingyang's unique pale skin tone is very photogenic, giving her a natural and sophisticated look. If she wore a dress in the summer, she would probably outshine all the girls in the university town.

However, Xiao Mu clearly lacks camera presence, and his poses are unnatural.

If it were anyone else, Zeng Wenjie would have already started cursing, but he was always very patient with Mu Qingyang. Perhaps it was because he often used his large mouth to gently coax him that he found this kind of patience.

Then he put his arm around Mu Qingyang's shoulder and they took a few selfies together at the two snowmen.

While I was taking pictures, I heard someone on the roadside ahead say, "Zeng Wenjie, right? Take this Ultra Elbow Strike!"

"boom!"

The snowman's head by the roadside suddenly exploded, and snowflakes flew everywhere.

"Hahaha, take another Carlos-style free kick from me!" The man laughed wildly, raised his left foot, and like Carlos taking a free kick, swung it in a wide arc and slammed it into the snowman's body.

"when!"

A crisp, loud bang.

His smug laughter abruptly stopped, and he collapsed to the ground in agony, clutching his leg and rolling around on the floor, completely disregarding his image.

"Minister, Minister, are you alright!" A student passing by saw Yao Tao lying on the ground groaning in pain. Without even exclaiming, he rushed over to ask what was wrong.

Yao Tao screamed in agony, tears streaming down his face. The intense pain caused his entire body to convulse, and he frantically dug his hands into the ground, his fingernails bleeding. Mu Qingyang, seeing this from afar, was taken aback. Feeling guilty, he covered his face with his scarf and prepared to go and help him.

"Don't go looking for trouble. He kicked it himself, it's none of our business. If we go now, he'll probably just try to take advantage of us!" Zeng Wenjie grinned and grabbed Mu Qingyang's hand.

Mu Qingyang thought this made sense, and then he understood why Zeng Wenjie had piled the snowman on the fire hydrant!

"You're so mean," Mu Qingyang couldn't help but whisper.

"Hehehe, luckily Yao Tao didn't use the 'Crow Takes Flight' trick." Zeng Wenjie suppressed a laugh and quickly pulled Mu Qingyang away from the scene.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but chuckle when he thought of Yao Tao's powerful shot at the fire hydrant. But then he felt it was unfair and pursed his lips tightly to suppress it. However, seeing Zeng Wenjie's shoulders twitching with laughter, he finally broke down and started laughing too.

Zeng Wenjie said, "It's not my fault, right? He's the one who did something bad and deliberately damaged our snowman."

Mu Qingyang thought for a moment, then nodded slightly. Building that snowman had made her fingers quite stiff from the cold, and it had taken a lot of effort.

Normally, she would be very sad if the snowman were damaged, but seeing the person who damaged the snowman end up like this, she felt a little smug.

"With that much force, he'd probably break his leg," Zeng Wenjie shook his head and sighed.

"He's so pitiful," Mu Qingyang commented after thinking for a moment.

Yao Tao harbored great animosity towards Zeng Wenjie, and this time he suffered a great loss in silence. Even if he really broke his leg, he could only keep it to himself.

After all, building a snowman isn't illegal. He broke his leg by kicking someone else's snowman. Who can he blame?
Zeng Wenjie took out his phone to check the time and said, "It's almost time for class, I need to get ready to get busy."

Mu Qingyang nodded, having already gotten somewhat used to Zeng Wenjie's habit of skipping classes.

“I didn’t drink or smoke this morning.” Zeng Wenjie suddenly stopped, grabbed her shoulder, and turned her around.

Mu Qingyang was stunned, not understanding.

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Are you cold?"

Mu Qingyang said, "A little."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Then I'll help you warm up."

This way of keeping warm is a bit unique, but eating with an icy-cold mouth seems to have an even more unique taste?

It really did get warm.

Mu Qingyang's cheeks were flushed, his whole body felt hot, and even his breathing was a little rapid.

"Go to class, then you can come to room 208 to tutor me later!" Zeng Wenjie said happily.

He was about to leave when Mu Qingyang grabbed his sleeve.

"Ok?"

"It's still a bit cold!" Mu Qingyang said softly, his head lowered.

"Hey, you should have said so earlier!"

After watching the shy Mu Qingyang run away, Zeng Wenjie felt a great sense of accomplishment. This was another step forward, achieving the feat of Mu Qingyang taking the initiative to ask for a kiss in all scenes except 208.

Christmas is just around the corner, and he needs to take advantage of the holiday atmosphere to do some marketing.

As for the gold shops, there's no need to do anything for now. The popularity of that lucky draw event will continue for a while. Once Huaguo Gold and Fengxiang Jewelry start copying it, we'll deliver a heavy blow and make them cry their eyes out.

(End of this chapter)