After rebirth, I want to destroy my original family

Zhong Wenjing now has a treasure hidden in the palm of her hand but cannot show it to others. It is too uncomfortable not to be able to show it off to others.

Her face now says I want to show off, I want to show off, I have to show off, and the expression on her face is as if she is constipated.

"Wen Jing, actually if you change your thinking, the school beauties selected this time are not as good-looking as your roommates, isn't that quite cool!"

Zhong Wenjing took it in instantly, and then frowned: "Yeah! That's secret pleasure. The pleasure that no one knows about is not good at all!"

6 Lizhu suddenly turned her head at this moment: "Gu Ming, was it you who organized the school beauty contest?"

"correct."

"You already have Zhou Xiaoyao, why do you want to hold the school beauty contest again? Are you planning to do two things?"

6 Lizhu's voice was a bit loud, or maybe she did it on purpose, which caused the boys in Law Class 1 to turn around and look at Gu Ming. They only felt their scalp numb and even their back molars clenched. The crunching sound.

The most beautiful angel in the law department clings to him every day, so why is it that he organizes a contest like the school beauty?

What is this dogecoin doing? Is he playing a new character collection game?

Why is he?

From the moment Zhou Xiaoyao asked him to twist the bottle cap, all the boys were thinking about this issue.

If you want to say that Gu Mingzhou is handsome, that's true, but there are people who are more handsome than him. How come these cold beauties suddenly change their appearance when they see him?

Gu Ming frowned, clearly feeling that Lu Lizhu had a hint of hostility towards him, but he didn't know where this hostility came from.

While he was talking, a violent commotion suddenly came from the right side of the stand. A mineral water bottle was thrown over and hit the protective panel behind the stand, making a loud noise.

Seeing this, everyone in the stands turned and looked over, and found that four boys were fighting together, and a woman was shouting next to them. The boy sitting next to them was also staring, a little eager to try.

The student union officer responsible for maintaining order shouted "Stop" and rushed over in a hurry.

"what happened?"

"A male from the design department came to occupy a seat in our department and started shoving with someone from our department. A female from our department started scratching the face of a male from the design department without caring about the seriousness."

Gu Ming felt the urge to urinate and got up and walked out, but Lu Lizhu glanced at her: "Why are you going? I haven't explained what happened just now!"

"I'm going to pee, will you come with me?"

"roll!"

Gu Ming grinned and walked out along the aisle beside the stands. The entrance to the toilet was right behind the scene of the quarrel. He squeezed in twice but failed, so he had no choice but to wait aside.

At the same time, a girl from the Design Department with a ponytail was standing in the middle, yelling and swearing, insisting that the School of Literature should apologize first. The President of the Student Union and several officials also argued with each other, but their voices were not as loud as the other person.

But it is clear that no matter who speaks louder, neither the design department nor the liberal arts school is willing to apologize.

Just kidding, this is a review meeting, and all the freshmen are watching. If the cadres of the student union bow to the students, then what dignity will they have in the future, and how can student work be carried out?

"Those from your department come to our department first to occupy seats. You must apologize first!"

"It's wrong to occupy seats, but you hit people first, so it's impossible to apologize first!"

"Are your design departments unreasonable?"

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight again, Gu Ming couldn't help it anymore: "Okay, can you stop arguing? I'm going to wet my fucking pants. Is this a bit of a pushy thing worth talking about?"

Hearing this voice, everyone in the student union turned to look at him.

"A gentleman goes to occupy a seat in another department? Your butt is so big, and the seats in the design school are not enough for you? You are really promising, you should apologize first!"

Hearing these words, the student cadres of the School of Literature couldn't help but frowned. What Gu Ming said was reasonable, but the other party was obviously obsessed with the "first move" point, and it was definitely impossible to apologize first.

Sure enough, the boy who was scratched had no intention of apologizing, and even planned to continue swearing angrily.

Gu Ming frowned and looked at the round-faced girl from the literature department: "Yue Qian, you have to admit your mistakes. This is true whether you are working or studying."

"Okay, who calls you the boss?" Yue Qian gritted her teeth and glanced at the boy next to her, "Apologise.

"I..." The boy who was scratched gritted his teeth and was very dissatisfied, but in the end he said sorry.

Gu Ming looked at the Design School: "The one who tickled her should apologize. In addition, the Design School should go to the hospital and send her to the infirmary to have a look and put a Band-Aid on her. Don't affect her search for a partner."

"Then I'll go."

Wang Dexiu, the Propaganda Minister of the Student Union, recognized Gu Ming at a glance as the second-generation rich man who drove a Porsche that day. He had originally wanted to find a chance to make friends with Gu Ming, and he would definitely give him face like this.

Seeing the student cadres of the student union taking the initiative to give him away, Yue Qian's anger subsided a lot and she didn't say anything more.

In this way, a conflict that was about to intensify came to an abrupt end, and Gu Ming entered the bathroom in three steps and two steps at a time, and when he came out again, he looked relaxed.

"Isn't that Zhou Xiaoyao's boyfriend?" The president of the student union was confused, "We have been arguing for a long time, but his words are not as effective as what he said?"

The vice president also scratched his head: "Maybe it's because what he said makes more sense? Are the people in the design department convinced?"

"Are you drunk? Didn't I also say those things he said? More than once!"

"Then I don't know." The vice president of the student union shook his head.

The President of the Student Union was even more confused: "Forget it about the School of Design, Wang Dexiu is a minister, why do you listen to him as a freshman?"

"Then I don't even know."

"Who among us is the president?"

"Of course it's you."

"Then who is Gu Ming?"

"An ordinary freshman."

"But why do I feel like I'm not as good as him as the president?"

"Illusions are all illusions."

The president of the student union thought for a while and said, "You can ask him later if he is willing to join the student union."

"He will definitely be willing. I have never met anyone who is unwilling to join the student union." The vice president assured him, patting his chest.

The review ceremony is actually quite interesting. Even if you don't want to watch the exercises, the beauty is quite eye-catching. But when the principal speaks, the freshmen below suddenly become wilted. They are all listless and would rather have their noses buttoned. Would like to take one more look.

Gu Ming also fell asleep due to boredom, but was woken up by the vibrating phone before he could fall asleep.

I took out my mobile phone and looked at it. I was immediately refreshed. It was Zhang Erming calling: "My Mr. Gu, your recent performance has been good!"

Zhang Erming's praising voice came from the phone: "Come to the company sometime soon and let's discuss a betting agreement."

When Gu Ming heard this, his inner alarm suddenly rang loudly, and he said vigilantly: "Old Zhang, when we signed the gambling agreement, it was written clearly in black and white!"

"Haha, oh, don't be so vigilant. I definitely mean what I say. So, come to the company when you take the time..." Before Gu Ming could say anything, Zhang Erming had already hung up the phone.

Gu Ming looked at the phone with confusion on his face. What does "I must keep my word" mean? Since you keep your word, there must be someone who doesn't!

Could it be Liang Wenbo?

Gu Ming couldn't help but think of this possibility!

However, no matter who it is, I will decide on 5% of the equity!

No one can stop my plan to make money!

As soon as a stern look appeared on Gu Ming's face, the vice president of the student union came running over from the passage beside the stands.

"Junior, are you interested in joining our student union?"

"I'm not ideologically aware enough. Besides, I understand the student union. It doesn't have much rights, and it's just a bunch of shit." Gu Ming waved his hand and refused without thinking.

Damn it, someone is coming to trouble him now!

The vice president didn't quite agree with his statement: "You can't say that. The student union in our school still has great rights."

Gu Ming thought for a while: "Let me give you an example. For example, I don't want to listen to the principal anymore and I want to leave. Do you have the right to let me go? I shouldn't, right?"

"That's it? Don't call me a vice-president, just any minister." The vice-president was extremely arrogant.

"That's awesome, thank you senior."

[Author's digression]: Asking for a leave