Black Moonlight's vest fell again

"Little pitiful? The human set overturned and became the hot search list?"

"How did she get on the hot search? No, what black spots can she have?"

Lu Zeyu widened his eyes.

He lowered his head and brushed his scarf, and for a moment, he showed sympathy.

"Little Poor's main black spot is poor academic performance. But she is a bodyguard teacher, and she is a sports student, so what's wrong with her grades?"

Lu Zeyu thought about it for a while, and added with a broken heart, "But E- is really too bad! I was B+ anyway!"

"I was A+ before I went abroad." Jiang Yun made a comparison with Lu Zeyu by accident.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he thought he was naive.

Lu Zeyu rolled his eyes: "Jiang Yun, as someone else's child, please keep a low profile."

"Speaking of the gold master," Jiang Yun changed the subject calmly, pointing to the middle-aged man in the photo, "Isn't this the driver of Leader Song, Lao Zhao?"

"Leader Song wants to leave recently?" Lu Zeyu said casually, and then slapped himself on the mouth, "Look at me...you can't ask this, you can't ask."

The two understand each other.

Scrolling down again, Jiang Yun's face became serious.

"It's really hateful to make pornographic rumors." There was anger in his voice that he didn't realize. "There are traces of the studio manipulating public opinion."

Jiang Yun pointed to a report, "What did you say that the little pity was expelled... The little pity didn't go to high school, how could he be expelled."

Lu Zeyu was so angry that he yelled, "Is there no one behind the bullying of the poor girl? Jiang Yun, hurry up and help her!"

Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment: "She has a master from the Fuhu Escort Bureau and a bunch of senior brothers, so why should I help her?"

"They won't help her, they will just stand by and watch!" Lu Zeyu said righteously, "You don't read much, so you don't know the routines of these quacks."

"As Niubi Shining's successor to Fuhu Escort, Xiaopoor has to hide his identity, go out to practice, travel in the rivers and lakes, maybe go out without a penny, and have to suffer a lot, be misunderstood, and suffer a lot of grievances, The identity cannot be revealed until the very end." Lu Zeyu imagined, "Look at how poor the little boy is now, he must have been tortured by the boss!"

Jiang Yun was startled, and looked at him suspiciously: "Are you so perverted?"

Lu Zeyu swore: "Of course! Martial arts novels are written like this! Heaven will send you a great mission, so people must first suffer their will, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, empty their bodies, and mess up their actions..."

"Damn it, the more I talk about it, the more pitiful I feel!"

"Anyway, I can't bear it!"

Jiang Yun believed his words, her pretty eyebrows tightened, and he made up his mind, took out his cell phone, and made a call.

Half an hour later, a call came in.

"Chen Siyi is the instigator of the scandal?"

Lu Zeyu speculated: "Chen Siyi is one of the heroines in your MV group. She must have complained about your arrangement and ordered the team to hack you."

"But one of your leading actresses is stronger than the other! Only little pity doesn't seem to have any background, so she's holding on to little pity black."

"To put it bluntly, Chen Siyi fought with you in the air, and the poor little girl became cannon fodder." Lu Zeyu concluded.

After guessing this way, both of them suddenly realized that the logic was logical √
Jiang Yun's face was full of guilt, "It turned out that I got the little poor...and caused her to suffer an unreasonable disaster."

Regarding the previous determination to "alienate the little pitiful", the two tacitly did not mention it again.

Jiang Yun didn't know why, but she felt a little secretly happy in her heart.

……

Rong Zhi walked on campus.

It was still too early, and sporadic seniors who took the postgraduate entrance examination were endorsing by the lake.

There are only a few people on the road on campus.

As a person in the vortex of the typhoon, the students on the road looked at her secretly.

Rong Zhi turned a blind eye.

In front of us is the computer building of the University of Science and Technology, the gray building is bathed in the faint morning light.A few strands of green meander in the deep blue sky, with flocks of birds rising and falling.

Rong Zhi looked up.

Great, the first time in this life.

With a sense of ritual, Rong Zhi faced her campus life away from blood and gunpowder, held both hands, and said softly, "From now on, please give me your advice."

Then she lifted her leg and walked in.

There were no students in the computer building of the University of Science and Technology, and a slight coolness flowed across her legs.

The college specially allocated a fixed classroom for the Kunpeng class.

The fixed classroom of Kunpeng class is at the innermost part of the third floor, and next door is the fixed classroom of the competition class, which is Ning Yiyuan's class.

There is a long and narrow brass nameplate nailed to the door of the classroom, and a line of small characters are engraved on the nameplate——

"Leave some stories in history, don't just donate a classroom."

Rong Zhi laughed.

There is an inscription under the nameplate, "Donated by the 2009 Department of Computer Science and Practice Class".

It turned out to be the seniors who graduated.

This feeling is very novel, being connected with some people who have never met before in the vast universe.

Human beings are really insignificant in front of the vast universe.

But the nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, and the carbon in the things we eat were all made up of thousands of stars scattered in the Big Bang.

So the stars are not far away, each of us is a star.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came.

Rong Zhi turned her head and saw Li Zeming in the morning light.

He was wearing a half-new white shirt, standing tall and proud like a poplar in the morning sun.

He also saw Rong Zhi, his eyes flashed, he turned his head indifferently, and when the key sounded, he opened the door and went in.

Rong Zhi didn't have a key, so she leaned against the wall and waited.

After a while, the door of the competition class opened again, and Li Zeming glanced at her condescendingly, his eyes swept over the worn black schoolbag at her feet, turned around and disappeared into the corridor.

Rong Zhi didn't care.

She leaned lazily against the wall, with one long leg slightly bent, and pressed her phone with her head down.

On the phone case, a huge swirl of nebulae shone dimly.

This is what Li Zeming saw when he came back.

He walked forward quickly and threw a huge key plate into Rong Zhi's arms.

"301." He snorted coldly, "Remember to return the key disk to the security office."

"Also." He supported the door, turned around and took a look at Rong Zhi, "Less play with your phone and read more."

……

Rong Zhi opened the door and walked into the classroom.

She found a seat against the wall, put down her bulging schoolbag, and sat down.

Then stack the books neatly to the side of the desk.

She admired it with great interest for a few seconds, and then took out a very old thermos from her bag.

The words on it have been worn away, leaving some faint marks, and the word "two" in the middle can be vaguely discerned.

Finally, she pulled out a black notebook from her bag, with a large gray nebula on the cover.

She turned a page and was writing down a number: 11X.

After a pause, she wrote two more words under the serial number: Rong Zhi.

……

"Rong Zhi?" An exclamation came from a paparazzi studio.

"Jiang Yun's date turned out to be this Bengrenren's construction site sister? Are you sure?"