No. 1034

Anyone who has lived on campus knows that the environment in the boys' dormitory can be summed up in three words: dirty, messy and poor.

When Bo Jiu came in carrying his suitcase.

The person who was still cooking instant noodles with the kettle was stunned, and quickly pulled out the latch, and then looked to the side. Does that mean, no, the college students live in our dormitory?

Counting Bo Jiu, there were six people in the dormitory.

Of the remaining five, one is still a thorn in the side.

The thorny head sneered. Seeing that Bo Jiu was still a little displeased, he just winked to the left and right, planning to walk over in a majestic manner.

But she saw Bo Jiu carrying the suitcase and throwing it up. She was holding her trouser pocket with one hand. She was wearing a school uniform with her coat still half-open. She was standing sideways. She had never looked so sharp since she entered the school. Both eyes were cold: "I'm in a bad mood today, please don't mess with me in the end."

When Na Ji Tou heard this, he became even more upset. Does this guy know that the dormitory also has dormitory rules? What does it mean to be so arrogant when he comes to his territory?

"I asked you whether you still want to live..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhu Tou stretched out his hand to hold the young man's wrist, but was swiftly twisted by the young man.

Just hear a bang!

The prickly head was a little dizzy after being thrown down.

Looking at the chandelier in the dormitory, he shook his head.

Damn it, why didn't anyone tell him that this guy who is number one in the grade is so good at fighting!

Bo Jiu lowered his eyes: "First, I'm in a bad mood. Second, whoever picks first is cheap. My endurance is limited."

The thorn head really hurt.

The one who cooked the convenience had always admired Bo Jiu. Now seeing Bo Jiu like this, he sighed. He didn't expect that the master in the game was also a master in reality.

After being taught a lesson, Zhu Tou changed his attitude. After he got up, he made room for Bo Jiu, serving tea and pouring water.

Bo Jiu sat on the only wooden chair in the dormitory with a headache. She had never thought of being so domineering, but she probably couldn't change her basic personality.

"Boss, don't worry. No one in this building dares to mess with our dormitory." The thorny head fanned Bo Jiu while gossiping: "But boss, why do you suddenly think of living on campus?" Well, shouldn’t you good students study at home?”

Bo Jiu glanced at him: "According to you, those who live on campus are not good students? Let me experience life."

Experience life? The prickly head let out a long sigh. He didn't understand much about the world of academic masters.

When Bo Jiu spoke, he did not forget to take into account the surrounding environment: "There is a condition in exchange."

Conditional exchange?

The remaining five people looked at each other.

"Although I don't do homework, I can still do some questions. I can help you solve your homework. Likewise, don't have these things in the dormitory." Bo Jiu pointed to the smelly socks scattered everywhere: "Also There are all these. In addition, we are all handsome guys. We should know the most basic etiquette. It’s okay to take off your shirt. After all, the weather is hot now, but walking around in only one pair of underwear is too eye-catching. You have a good figure and you have a good figure. It’s bad, are you showing off your bottom line?”

The boy who was only wearing a pair of underwear felt a little shot for some reason, but everyone in the dormitory agreed with the fact that everyone was handsome.

"The most important thing is that there may be girls coming to visit in the future." Bo Jiu stood at the window and glanced at the girls wandering downstairs, without doubting their ability to attack: "There are still some people who can take pictures, you should I don’t want to be photographed in the most frustrating scene, so it’s not a good idea to find a girlfriend like this.”

As soon as Bo Jiu said these last words, the man in underwear jumped directly into his bed.

Boys who never pay attention to their appearance, those who change clothes, those who look in the mirror, those who become roommates who are the school idol, must keep up with their appearance.

No girls looked at them before, but they will definitely be asked by girls constantly in the future. From now on, they need the best basic care!

The atmosphere was originally good.

I don’t know who suddenly said: “The Ninth Young Master is coming in now.

Will Mr. Qin come to see me in the future, and my favorite Lin Fengda? "

Bo Jiu didn't listen to what the man said next. The words "Master Qin" seemed to have pierced a certain nerve.

It won't hurt very much, but when I think about it, I will be silent a lot.

"Think about it. All the members of the Imperial Alliance team came to our dormitory. The arrival of Master Qin alone will definitely arouse a wave of onlookers." The man had completely fallen silent in his imagination.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "He won't come."

"Ah?" People in the dormitory looked confused. Why did Ninth Master look like this? It looked a bit like... being lost in love?

No, no, you can't just guess.

In the past, they thought that Ninth Young Master must be just like the rumors, and the cliff was crooked.

Now look, which one can bend so strongly?

Rumors and such are simply not believable.

But why the Ninth Young Master came to live in the dormitory was a mystery.

"Do you have any cigarettes?" Suddenly, the young man spoke again, interrupting the thoughts of the roommates: "Give me one."

Even smoke?

This is not in line with their image of the school bully as a top student!

"Second brother, go to the corridor and watch. The dormitory manager is here. Let's howl."

As soon as Zhu Tou spoke, even the one wearing underwear started to cooperate. The high mobility of several people showed that such things were done frequently.

Smoking was originally a collective activity.

One person per hand is considered normal in a high school dormitory.

However, it is still a bit difficult for them to accept that the school grassroots smoke.

Bo Jiu didn't look at the surprised looks of those people. He turned his head and lit the cigarette. He just stood by the window, not wanting to move.

"Hey, do you think the school girl is a bit wilted like that?"

"It's completely different from when you beat me."

"Probably thinking about the game. Don't you see the cooperation between him and Mr. Qin? They played extremely well."

Hearing the word "Master Qin" again, Bo Jiu turned his head and said, "Did I just say that I was in a bad mood?"

As soon as you entered the door, you gave the whole dormitory a slap in the face. It was so obvious that you were in a bad mood!

but why?

"Want to know the reason?" Bo Jiu flicked the ashes from his cigarette, his eyes a little dark.

The five roommates looked at the boy and nodded unanimously.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and said in a cold voice: "I was dumped by Mr. Qin."

Everyone: ...Isn’t that what I promised to be a crooked person? ! ! !

The ears were finally quiet, and no one mentioned the word Mr. Qin again.

Bo Jiu put out his cigarette and looked at the screen of his mobile phone. He hesitated for a long time without sending the message.

The roommates didn't dare to talk about this person's situation casually, after all, Ninth Master's force was too powerful to suppress him.

However, there is probably only Ninth Young Master who is so handsome after being lost in love.

After smoking two cigarettes in a row, Bo Jiu's mood had not changed at all. He leaned against the wall. He was handsome or tired, which made the atmosphere in the whole room feel a bit heavy.

The roommates all felt that the new boss had arrived and they had to celebrate no matter what: "Would you like to go out for a meal? The big plate of chicken in front of the school is a must-try!"

Bo Jiu glanced at them and really wanted to go out for a walk. Staying like this made him feel really depressed.

"Let's go." Bo Jiu put out his cigarette and walked out the door.

It can be said that today’s No. 1 Middle School has an extra sight.

The other five people walked in front.

The young man followed behind him with his trouser pockets in hand, wearing a black mask on his face and looking down at his mobile phone.

The sight of the girls coming and going has made my heart feel unbalanced.

Bo Jiu hasn't come to school much since he participated in the competition.

Living directly on campus like now has become a benefit for the girls at the school.

The legendary delicious chicken is right across the street from the school, just across the road.

Because the summer vacation hasn't started yet and the weather isn't particularly hot yet, setting up a stall outside a store and eating in the natural breeze is sometimes a kind of enjoyment for high school boys.

Beer for sure.

Anyway, there are no classes today, so I just live on campus.

Thorny Tou picked up a bottle of beer and was about to pour half a glass for Bo Jiu when he saw that the young man had already brought a bottle over, put it to his mouth, bit it, opened the bottle cap, and raised his head to drink.

The five roommates were shocked again. Seeing the boy drinking calmly, they thought to themselves that the school boy in their No. 1 middle school was really a ruthless character.

Probably because Bo Jiu was looking at his phone all the time.

Someone couldn't help but asked: "Ninth Master, what are you looking at? Are you so engrossed in it?"

"Nothing." Bo Jiu closed the WeChat page and took another sip of wine.

That person also felt that there was nothing interesting about the mobile phone. He really couldn’t understand why Mr. Jiu stopped at a blank WeChat screen.

This meal.

Bo Jiu ate very little and just drank wine without saying a word.

Because it's on the side of the road, people driving back and forth can see it just by opening their car windows.

While biting open the fourth bottle of wine.

Bo Jiu's movements paused, not because of anything else, but because of the familiar military Land Rover driving over on the road.

The license plate number was too special, and there was only one in Jiangcheng.

Bo Jiu recognized the car, and of course his roommates also recognized it. One of them just said, "Isn't that Mr. Qin's car?" Then he realized something and closed the door. Mouth.

It is indeed the car that Qin Mo often rides in.

The car window was not closed.

You can clearly see that handsome and indifferent face.

The driver also noticed this and stopped for a moment: "Master, it's the Ninth Young Master."

When Qin Mo heard this, he seemed to glance in Bo Jiu's direction, and said the word "go" in a low voice.

The driver was surprised. After all, whenever this happened, the young master would directly ask Ninth Young Master to get in the car, but today...

The roommates who were eating chicken were still thinking about Mr. Qin's gaze. They should have seen it here. Unexpectedly, the next second, the Land Rover drove away.

He turned around and looked at the boy's expression.

Bo Jiu said nothing, looked away, and asked for another dozen drinks.

The roommates were already dumbfounded. If they drank like this, the lovelorn person would be fine. They all had to lie down.

To be honest, it’s a little bit scary when a school girl falls out of love...

On the other side, the Land Rover was still driving forward, not very fast.

Firstly, it was because the driver was still in shock, and secondly, because his young master kept his eyes on the rear mirror and did not urge him to drive faster.

Instead, it seemed like he was waiting for someone.

Qin Mo is indeed waiting for someone.

He looked at the rear mirror, hoping to see the young man catching up.

But no.

Just like he looked at his phone countless times today and told himself that as long as that person sends him a message, no matter what is most important in her heart, he will try not to be too overbearing.

The reality told him again.

That man didn't care about him at all.

Feelings are always like multiplication. As long as one side is zero, the result is zero.

Qin Mo turned his face to the side, his eyes lowered.

The driver didn't know what his young master was thinking, and kept looking at the rearview mirror until he left that road. His sight changed, but he was even less angry.

It was like he had returned to the time before he met Jiu Shao.

He was not interested in anything.

His emotions were very dull, and his eyes were also very dull.

Such a young master was really worrying...

The scenery outside the car window was receding, and time passed by little by little.

Bo Jiu didn't continue drinking, took out his wallet to pay the bill, and glanced at his roommate who was squatting in the corner and vomiting.

He stood there and lit another cigarette.

He had never smoked so many cigarettes.

Even when he had his period and wanted to relieve the pain, he only smoked half a cigarette.

But it seemed a bit impossible not to smoke.

Perhaps he had never thought that the man would treat her as an ordinary person and pass by her indifferently.

His heart shrank.

Thinking carefully, this should be the lightest.

When the great god knew her true identity.

Will he be a hundred times colder than now?

No one can predict.

Or do something else to stop yourself from thinking about it.

That way, you won't be so bored.

It will be natural for the two to meet again in the national finals.

Bo Jiu knew that she was not doing a good thing, but the great god might not know that he only liked her with the outer layer of a high school student.

In fact, the real her is not so white.

Under this outer layer, she is an international criminal.

He also said that he would catch Z himself and send her to prison.

Bo Jiu did not regret taking this path, but sometimes he would think that it would be great if there was someone to accompany her on this road.

But Bo Jiu knew very well that they were destined to go different ways.

The methods were also different.

The great god followed the law.

And she used her own methods.

If possible, she hoped that in his heart, she was just the person he said to separate, not a criminal...

Qin's Club.

Several laptops were opened at the same time.

The conference room was convening a meeting.

Anyone with eyes could see that the pressure of their President Qin was lower today than any other day.

Maybe it was too low, so they were absent-minded even in the meeting.

But this was not so cruel to them. Except for being a little scared, everything else was fine.

As the words "the meeting is over" fell.

The managers quickly fled the scene.

Feng Yi originally wanted to talk to him about the little peach, but now it seems that whoever mentions that name will not end up well.

Qin Mo stood up, his fingers moved, as if he touched something, his eyes turned sideways, there was a silver USB igniter lying quietly...

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