Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Compared to Wen Zhuo's father, President Murong Ba is obviously more far-sighted.

When Wen Zhuo was in primary school and kindergarten, all classes were taught by teachers at home, so he had very few opportunities to interact with his peers.

The people he interacted with the most were his cousins, and he only saw them during the annual festivals. Apart from his blood relatives, the person of the same age that Wen Zhuo had met the most was Murong Xue, with whom he would occasionally have dinner at the home of the same important official.

Therefore, Wen Zhuo's socialization training is seriously insufficient and it is indeed difficult for him to get along with his peers.

If it weren't for this situation, he could still find the green tea method as a way out so quickly, and his reaction was quite good.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, Song Pingqing won't bother to care and would just watch the show happily.

Wu Qiming really did what he said. As soon as Wen Zhuo called him "Brother" in a crisp and clear manner, Wu Qiming immediately took Wen Zhuo to report the loss. During dinner that night, the person in charge of cleaning brought the thermos cup to the table for six people.

"Don't even think about toilet paper and room cards. You can't get those things back." Wu Qiming said.

"I don't want to live in that room anymore." Wen Zhuo felt aggrieved. "What if someone opens the door with the room card in the middle of the night?"

"It's terrible. There are too many people living together who have conflicts recently. Many people have left their roommates and rented rooms alone. Now the school hotel has no vacancies. It's probably impossible for you to find a new room."

As a qualified gossip-teller, Wu Qiming knows everything about these things.

"Or come and live with me?" Gu Zongnan had no roommate.

Hearing Gu Zongnan's invitation to Wen Zhuo, Song Pingqing subconsciously looked at Murong Xue, and Murong Xue also subconsciously looked at Song Pingqing.

There were three big words in each other's eyes - "something good is going to happen".

Sure enough, when it came time for morning training the next day, Wen Zhuo showed up with two big dark circles under his eyes.

Wen Zhuo collapsed and wanted to cry. Wen Zhuo, the eldest master of the Wen family, cleaned up the room at three o'clock last night.

How on earth did Gu Zongnian make the room like that!!!

"It's really not surprising at all." Song Pingqing said to Murong Xue.

Murong Xue nodded modestly: "I now feel that it is really their ability that Wu Qiming and Shen Ci can live together."

Shen Ci seemed to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder and he had to keep everything tidy.

Wu Qiming has lived in the trainee dormitory for a long time. In order to prevent his things from being tampered with, he always puts his things back to their original places.

"In fact, they are both very tolerant." Song Pingqing whispered.

Murongxue agreed with Song Pingqing's words, and then looked at Wen Zhuo and Gu Zongnian...

Gu Zongnan was still in good spirits, but Wen Zhuo looked haggard.

For a moment, Murong Xue felt elated: I am still living a comfortable life.

The military training at Baihua College lasts for a long time and the content is also rich.

The first three days were just ordinary basic training, but on the fourth day, things started to get weird.

Activities such as crawling, shooting training, and military song duet competitions are all arranged.

Song Pingqing was okay in the first two items.

As for the last item...tsk tsk, she howled so loudly that Murong Xue couldn't help but move three feet away from her.

Murong Xue: First of all, you are my good friend. Secondly, you are my good friend, but your singing is so...

After practicing for so long, Wu Qiming finally found an occasion at school where he could shine and took on the responsibility of leading the singing.

It’s a pity that such activities are scheduled in the evening, and many students of Baihua College have their own businesses outside. Everyone is reading the information they want to read, and no one pays attention to whether the lead singer on the stage is handsome or not.

Wu Qiming: My passion has finally cooled down.

Even Shen Ci, a good brother who does not own a property, was flipping through professional books while picking up a glow stick and following the rhythm.

He didn't even raise his head.

Wen Zhuo's eyes looked at his nose and his nose looked at his heart. He quickly picked up two glow sticks and started cheering.

Song Pingqing was startled by his sudden green tea behavior, and silently moved two meters away with the plan sent by Zhao Lei.

Green Tea is really a scary creature. As long as he wants, he can really provide slow emotional value to the target.

Didn’t you see that Wu Qiming on the stage was almost moved to tears?

It’s only been a few days, and they have already successfully dealt with Gu Zongnan and Wu Qiming.

Murong Xue? Murong Xue didn't come at all. The crawling training had messed up the young lady's mentality. She asked for leave and took a mad shower in her room. When Song Pingqing came back, the young lady had actually used up one-third of the bottle of shower gel in one go.

The eldest lady came to the military training this time and brought a bottle of perfumed shower gel.

Such crazy use can make people feel marinated with the flavor, so much so that when Song Pingqing entered the house, he was almost fainted by the scent of cherry blossoms in the room.

No, the concentration is really too high.

Song Pingqing confirmed that Murongxue's hair had been blown dry, and hurried to the window to open it, saying as he did so, "The evening breeze is nice right now, we can ventilate the room."

As a result, when Song Pingqing turned back, he noticed Murong Xue's fair skin that was almost rubbed to the point of sha. Song Pingqing couldn't help but frowned: "You wash it too hard..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Murong Xue snort softly, frowning and pursing her lips slightly.

It's like "the child feels wronged, the child is uncomfortable, and the child doesn't want to listen to your lecture."

Song Pingqing changed the subject and said, "It's so clean. The most professional masters in the big bathhouses in the north can only do this level of cleaning."

Murongxue knew that Song Pingqing would make a turn, but she didn't expect it to be so big. She was stunned and asked in confusion: "Northern Bathhouse?"

"Bath scrub master?"

Murong Xue temporarily put aside the grievance and awkwardness in her heart and asked a few questions in a row.

"Don't worry, you won't be interested." Song Pingqing didn't expect that this turn of phrase would make Murong Xue curious about the big bathhouse, so he hurriedly changed the subject back.

But Murong Xue made the final decision: "I want to try!"

"No, you don't want to." Song Pingqing tried to stop him again.

"Why can't I go?" Murong Xue's rebellious mentality reappeared.

Song Pingqing: ...Miss, how should I explain to you that a big bathhouse and a bathing center are two different things?

Song Pingqing said seriously: "Believe me, based on my understanding of you, you absolutely will not like it."

In order to stop Murongxue, Song Pingqing immediately proposed a solution: "How about buying a bath towel for you to feel first?"

Murong Xue frowned slightly, but seeing that Song Pingqing looked serious and earnest, and didn't seem to be pretending at all, she reluctantly accepted the suggestion: "Okay."

Song Pingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

It is really difficult to raise a child in his rebellious period, fortunately she is of the same age as me.