After rebirth, I want to destroy my original family

Chapter 234 Learned to grow strawberries

Holding the fragrant girl softly in his arms, half lying on the back of the soft sofa, Gu Ming stared at the ceiling silently, constantly thinking about when to return to the dormitory.

Wait another minute, or half an hour? Damn it, let’s talk until 1 o’clock, yo, how come it’s 8:1 in the blink of an eye.

Gu Ming still had no idea of ​​going back to the dormitory at 1 o'clock, so he quietly watched the night outside the window gradually falling.

Zhou Xiaoyao's figure is very good, exquisite and graceful, soft and bouncy when pressed against her body, and her fresh and elegant fragrance makes people intoxicated.

Gu Ming couldn't bear it and could only pretend to be dead.

As a result, the next second, he suddenly felt pain in his neck, and then he immediately opened his eyes, and saw Zhou Xiaoyao raising her little face that was huddled in his arms, with a little drool on the corner of her lips, under the light of the lamp Shine and shine.

"Zhou Xiaoyao, are you a vampire?"

"I am a farmer uncle."

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Gu Ming touched his neck, his fingertips were slightly slippery: "Holy crap, where did you learn to grow strawberries?"

Zhou Xiaoyao looked at him with smart eyes: "Sister Xue Jia taught me."

"On the night we went to the farmhouse? No, didn't you say you didn't learn anything good?"

Zhou Xiaoyao felt a little guilty, but still said confidently: "I just didn't learn how to do it, so I didn't succeed."

Gu Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at her seriously: "Good friends can't smoke this thing."

"But Xue Jia said that good friends can do it, and said that those who dare not do it are not considered good friends. Gu Ming, I want to be a good friend with you for life."

"?????"

Gu Ming was dumbfounded for a long time, thinking that Xue Jiazhen was not a cheap person. He didn't expect that she had buried such a big surprise for herself: "That bitch didn't say a word of truth in her mouth. Do you still believe her?" Believe me?"

Zhou Xiaoyao said a little coldly: "I believe you, but I think Xue Jia is right."

"If she's right, why didn't you succeed?"

"Gu Ming, why didn't I succeed?"

Gu Ming was silent for a while and then said: "I remember that I have been there before. This thing is not bitten out, but bitten at one point and then sucked."

Zhou Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and gently bit his flesh with his teeth.

In the next few minutes, Gu Ming felt waves of pain, and saw lovely joy and eagerness to try in Zhou Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes.

"It's over, she seems to have learned it, but I still have to go on TV tomorrow..."

Gu Mingsheng looked at the ceiling helplessly, like a beautiful boy who had been ruined. He couldn't resist and could only enjoy it.

It wasn't until ten o'clock, when the night was extremely dark, that Gu Ming finally came to life, pinched his best friend's pink face, took her out of his arms, and hurriedly sent her back to the dormitory.

Under the night, Zhou Xiaoyao stood at the window upstairs and waved goodbye to Gu Ming, then returned to the dormitory with a cold yet cute expression.

"Xiaoyao, why are you so happy today?" Zhong Wenjing looked curious.

"I learned something good today."

Zhou Xiaoyao sat on the edge of the bed, his expression cold and cold, and slightly arrogant.

At the same time, Gu Ming returned to the dormitory holding his neck, and happened to meet Li Minghe's eyes looking out the door.

"Lao Gu, what's wrong with your neck?"

"You've gone too far to show off, and you'll get pinched." Gu Ming said calmly.

"I just said, don't always pretend to be cool when it's okay. It's very dangerous. That is, if I can tolerate you, who else can tolerate you?"

Li Minghe was chatting with Xue Jia, and he didn't see the situation clearly, so he was full of sarcasm and coaxing, looking like a senior.

Gu Ming didn't say anything, just took a small mirror and got into bed, and then used the dim dormitory light to look at Xiaoyao's friendship with him for half a week. It was so cruel.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

After getting up, Gu Ming got up quietly without disturbing his roommates, and then quietly entered the bathroom. He found that the stamp Zhou Xiaoyao had given him had not gone away, and was even more obvious.

He took out his cell phone and found out online that it would take 1 to 3 days for the strawberries to fade.

It seemed that he was going to be interviewed this afternoon, but he couldn't blame Zhou Xiaoyao. Everyone knew that the office was a moral slump. Even an old stubborn like Professor Yan couldn't handle it. How could you expect a stupid Zhou Xiaoyao to do it? tender.

"Why are you so handsome? Even Zhou Xiaoyao can't control him. He's so handsome!"

Gu Ming pointed viciously at the man in the mirror, his expression full of hatred.

At the same time, in Interview Room 101 of the Guangdong Education Center, Gu Chunlei and the students at the radio station were busy organizing the largest mobile classroom.

This classroom is used to record group events such as choruses and competitions. Because it is very large and difficult to clean, it is not often used. Instead, the smaller one on the second floor is more commonly used.

But this time, several mainstream media outlets in the capital were going to conduct a joint interview with Gu Ming. There might be a large number of people, and each company's equipment would have to be arranged on site. It was obviously not possible because the venue was too small, so Gu Chunlei asked the students to come over and clean up the classroom.

After a while, 101 was cleaned up, and it always looked like it had bright and clean windows.

More than a dozen male students at the radio station breathed a sigh of relief, squatted in the corner and began to rest.

"We are having such a big battle today, who are we going to interview?"

"Gu Ming from the School of Finance is the boss of Douyin and group buying."

"There are so many media coming to a college student entrepreneurial project. Isn't it too exaggerated?"

"I heard that the group buying business has become big in the city, and even leaders at all levels in the city are alarmed."

"Oh my god, isn't it just a group buying website? It's neither a physical manufacturing industry nor a high-tech industry, so what's the point?"

"For a city, the economic cycle is more important than anything else. The emergence of group buying has just activated the market economy of our city, and the city leaders are like a treasure."

"Damn it, are you so knowledgeable?"

"I know a lot about it."

"Then what you said is true?"

"I also heard what Director Gu said when he called just now."

Several students at the radio station were drinking water and chatting when they suddenly saw a girl in a white dress walking in.

She is very tall, about 1 meters tall. Her long, silky hair is dyed flaxen, her shawl hangs down, her skin is white, and her nose is straight. She looks very artistic.

Seeing the girl walking in, the boys who were leaning against the wall all stood up. Some straightened their collars, some pulled the folds of their clothes, put away their playful smiles, and began to strictly control their expressions.

There are those who lean over the window sill and look out the window, there are those who lean against the wall with one hand in their pockets, and there are those who lean over and pull their necklines. The shapes are very different and each is chic.

"The station flower is here, and she is still as bright as a pearl."

"If it weren't for the station attendant, I would have asked for leave today. It's worth the price."

"Today's standing beauty is wearing a white dress again. It's killing me. She is truly a goddess and artistic. She deserves to be the number one school beauty."

While the students in the classroom were talking a lot, another person came behind the door, about 1 meters tall, wearing a white T-shirt and a vest, with sunglasses on the back of his head, and a pile of milk tea in his hand.

As soon as you enter the door, the well-dressed boys start handing out milk tea.

Director Gu, who was sitting on the chair, had a cup, the senior sister of the reporter station had a cup, and the two friends of the reporter station had a cup. He handed the last cup to the reporter station belle with both hands.

Seeing this scene, the boys around him couldn't help but tilt their mouths to the back of their ears.

"Damn it, this Yao Junjie is such a bastard. Ever since he recorded a reading program last time, he has been delivering milk tea to the station ladies every day. It's absolutely disgusting."

"Who makes Mr. Yao's family rich? We are so envious of him."

"If you have money, you can buy them for us. If you don't buy them all, you're not a rich second generation!"

"That makes sense. I, Wang Dazhi, really despise him."

But at this moment, everyone saw Bai Yueguang from the radio station waved his hands and actually refused the delicate man's milk tea, which immediately made the boys from the radio station standing in the corner sigh in relief.

Damn it, you are such a bastard, you actually want to chase our station beauty, dream on you!

But what makes the boys at the radio station feel strange is that the station girl doesn't seem very happy today, she always loses focus suddenly, and her smile looks forced.

But before they could delve into the reason, interview vans drove in one after another at the gate of East School.

Some of these cars have TV station logos on them, some have People's Livelihood logos on them, and there are also Daily News, Youth Daily, Finance, and Financial Eye, all of which are mainstream media in the city.

Seeing this scene, Director Gu got up from the sofa, called everyone out to greet them, and helped reporters and photographers carry equipment.

There was a camera, which was very heavy when carried in, a soft light lamp, which was very heavy when carried in, and a female reporter, which was also very heavy when held in the arms, but the students would not be hugged if they wanted to.

1 By noon, the entire joint interview room was finally decorated.

Director Gu of the Guangdong Education Center stretched his waist and couldn't help but feel a little sore. He said to himself that dozens of people had been busy all morning just for Jiang Qin. No student at the University of Finance and Economics had ever received such treatment since its establishment.