Rebirth: Refusing to be a licking dog, the goddess school beauty is anxious

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"Jiang Che is indeed powerful, but so what? There are so many people in this world that he can't get!"

On the forum, a comment like this appeared in Jiang Che’s compilation video.

As soon as the comment came out, within 30 seconds, 20 people liked it, and there were several replies to the comment, which made Wu Xiaomin want to shout, I am not alone in my ways.

As a result, I opened the reply content and took a look...

"Pfft!"

"You're not talking about yourself, are you?"

"Killing me!"

Wu Xiaomin was about to start laning on the spot. Just as he was about to type, another comment came out:

"I'm not Jiang Che's fan girl, I'm just a passing student. When I saw your comment, I couldn't help but say, don't care who it is, there are too many people who can't get it. If you want to ridicule , what should be said is: there are many people who want what the other party wants but can’t get it. But before you say anything, you have to think about whether this situation exists, otherwise, it will be considered as spreading rumors and slandering the sisters!"

She was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to reply. She clutched her phone for a long time, and for the first time she had the idea of ​​deleting her comment.

"Mom... are you going abroad? Well, I understand. Jiang Che and I are still like that. I won't take the initiative. Even if he gives up Qingbei and comes to Zhejiang University for me, what will happen? If he doesn't take the initiative to apologize to me, I It's impossible to ignore her, Mom, I'm in the bathroom, I won't tell you anymore, bye."

At this time, Su Rongyin's voice came faintly from the toilet.

Wu Xiaomin's small mung bean eyes widened instantly, digesting these words in disbelief.

Click.

The toilet door opens.

Su Rongyin, who had washed her face and came out, saw Wu Xiaomin and was surprised: "Xiaomin, didn't you go to the debate competition? Why are you back already?"

"It's boring. The more I watch, the angrier I get. The female debater is so bad. It makes me want to go up and grab the microphone..." Wu Xiaomin explained.

"Oh, well, I thought you all wouldn't be back until late."

Su Rongyin smiled and prepared to go out for dinner with a bare face. In fact, she didn't wear makeup most of the time.

Wu Xiaomin replied in the comment area with her fingers quickly: "Of course it's not me. When I say this, naturally this situation must really exist. As for who it is... I won't say more now, you will know later. .”

After replying, she quickly chased after Su Rongyin who was walking out of the dormitory: "Rongyin, wait for me! I'll go with you!"

Walking beside Su Rongyin, Wu Xiaomin had an unwarranted sense of superiority. Now, her waist is straighter...

There were police cars on both sides of the road, and a row of roadblocks guided passing vehicles. Jiang Che's cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was Wang Zhuang calling: "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I was caught drinking and driving." , you must not go in the direction I went."

"I've already arrived at the intersection where I'm checking for drunk driving. My car is next." Jiang Che said.

"Ah? Then why do you sound so calm? Do you accept your fate?" Wang Zhuang asked doubtfully with a Northeastern accent.

"I found a substitute driver."

Jiang Che, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took a sip from the can of Coke. When he passed by, he saw Wang Zhuang who was being detained, and raised the can to signal to him.

Wang Zhuang wants to cry but has no tears...

"I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it turned out not to be the case. I'm a young man traveling!"

Jiang Che returned to school while holding a bottle of Sprite and chanting poetry softly outside the window.

Wang Zhuang was escorted into a police car and was not seen again until fifteen days later. He said goodbye to driving for five years.

A drinking party, two lives...

The autumn wind is getting stronger, and the cold wind is as cold as a knife.

Some people in later generations said that the north is just frozen skin and frozen meat, not really cold, while the cold in the south is bone-chilling cold and ap injuries.

Jiang Che disagreed with this point.

No matter what kind of thing hurts you, it doesn't matter whether it's frozen skin, frozen meat, or biting cold, it's all the same.

If you don't wear thick clothes, they won't be able to withstand it.

Cool down the first night.

A group of old men in the dormitory insisted on inviting Jiang Che.

Jiang Che invited them, and they wanted to invite them back. As a courtesy, he directly arranged a three-piece college suit.

Drink wine, sing songs, and die in the Internet cafe all night long.

While squatting in the Internet cafe, Jiang Che went to the trunk to get cigarettes and accidentally discovered a small hand-sewn cloth bag.

Open the bag and take a look.

Inside are several pairs of hand-sewn insoles!

Jiang Che had seen insoles of this style in Xiao Xiaoyu's shoes, and had also seen Zhou Lian sewing them. He immediately realized that these were insoles made by Zhou Lian for himself. He didn't know when he put them in the trunk. inside.

He took out a pair and stuffed them into his shoes.

Strictly fit!

"It should be the measurement I took when I was asleep last time."

Jiang Che stamped his feet, stepping on the pure cotton insoles under his feet, and a strong warmth surged into his heart from his feet.

After playing for a long time, Jiang Che withdrew. It was okay to play for a while, but staying up late was too harmful to the body. He tried to persuade the three batches, but no one listened, and Jiang Che didn't say anything.

Advise gambling but not prostitution, and encourage prostitutes not to have sex.

The same goes for staying online all night.

Looking at the yellow leaves falling like jade in the wind outside the car window, it is a sign that autumn has begun to be driven away by winter.

It's really cold.

It's time to add some clothes.

Jiang Che glanced in the direction of the co-pilot.

I wonder if she brought thick clothes with her...

And at the same time.

in the girls' dormitory.

Xiao Xiaoyu completed the final finishing work on the bed covered by a curtain, using the flashlight of his mobile phone to illuminate the bed.

She shook a few times and spread out the thing she had just knitted. It was a black scarf.

She stuck her head out and took a look out the window, which was filled with coldness and the autumn wind. She folded the scarf carefully and put it into a white bag that she had treasured for a long time.