The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

After a day of shooting, the side scene returned to the rental room and it was already dark.

He glanced at the refrigerator, there was nothing there, picked up the key and went out, he was in a hurry, he didn't buy vegetables to cook, after eating a bag of bread at the convenience store, he rushed to the Internet cafe without stopping.

Unlike a group of teenagers who came to fight in Internet cafes, he came to work.

The picture is there, but it needs to be edited.

Bian Jing's current money is not enough to buy a computer, so he can only come to the Internet cafe to repair it.

"Brother Jing?"

Bian Jing looked away from the computer screen, and saw Yue Yang sitting diagonally across from him, wearing earphones. It was estimated that he had just finished a round, and he saw Bian Jing sitting diagonally across from him while drinking water.

"I'll go, is it really you?" Yue Yang took off his earphones and turned to the side scene.

Bian Jing said perfunctorily, "Well, it's me."

"Brother Jing, in my eyes, you are a top student here, and you don't have the style of coming to an Internet cafe. Tell me, what are you doing here?" Yue Yang walked to the side scene and saw the large-scale models on the screen. .

"Fuck, brother Jing, you are so brave, come to the Internet cafe to watch these openly?" Yue Yang was extremely surprised.

Unexpectedly, the serious academic god turned out to have such a face outside the school.

As if he had caught a pain point, Yue Yang quickly took a photo and sent it to the group.

Bedroom 306:

Yang: "I caught a brother Jing who openly watched the film."

Yang: [with attached picture]

Cao: "What the hell?"

Cao: "It doesn't count if you don't see the face."

Cao: "Why would my Brother Jing do such a lonely thing, Brother Jing, please pack it and send it to this mailbox."

Cao: [[email protected]. 】

Side view: "..."

Yue Yang looked down at the photos on the computer with Bian Jing, wondering: "Why is it all a woman?"

Bian Jing glanced at him, and kept clicking the mouse: "You also found out?"

Yue Yang nodded: "Yes."

Bian Jing asked again: "Then do you see the style of these photos?"

Yue Yang stroked his beardless chin and said, "It looks familiar, this...?"

The side scene has changed a few pictures, some from the front and some from the back, and the models are in different poses. If you look at several pictures side by side, it's easy to see.

Yue Yang was not sure: "I'll go, is this Taobao wind?"

Bian Jing saw that he finally recognized him: "So you know?"

"what do you know?"

The side scene convinced this person's association, and explained: "This is a part-time job I took over, taking pictures and retouching pictures of female models."

Yue Yang made a few oohs to the sky, and said embarrassingly: "So you didn't come to the Internet cafe, so...that one?"

Bian Jing Lai ignored him and asked him to return to his seat.

Yang: "I misunderstood Brother Jing, things are not what we thought."

Cao: "How much did Brother Jing pay you for keeping quiet?"

Positive:"....."

Xie Ting just woke up, after the exam, Master Xie's schedule was in a mess, sleeping during the day and active at night.

After waking up and going to the gym to work out, without any classmates around, Master Xie was bored to death.

Ting: "Where is it?"

Yang: [Location Sharing]

When Xie Ting arrived, he hadn't finished editing the side scene, and when he recovered from his work, he stretched his hands and touched someone: "Excuse me...Brother Ting?"

"Ah."

Xie Ting was wearing a peaked cap, and this guy was wearing a hat at night. It took him a while to recognize him.

Yue Yang started another round diagonally opposite, and shouted to Bian Jing: "Brother Ting has been here for a while, fuck, go down the road, stupid, what are you doing squatting in the grass? Waiting to give away the head, you mentally retarded. "

"..."

Xie Ting wore a short T, and the young man's thin and powerful figure revealed a huge sexual tension.

Bian Jing didn't know how many bras, cups, buttocks, and waistlines were all hard. He looked at Xie Ting for a few times, with a faint posture of raising his head, and quickly said in his heart: "Saint time, saint time, saint time."

Xie Ting saw him gritted his teeth and endured it, thinking he had seen those pictures on the computer: "Brother Jing, can't you?"

Bian Jing didn't understand what he asked, and looked at him ignorantly.

As the young man approached, his eyebrows began to open, Xie Ting looked down at the wet eyes of the side scene, looked at him innocently and purely, with a sweet taste in his throat, and covered it up: "No, it's nothing."

"Oh." Bian Jing looked at the screen as if nothing had happened, and saved the picture.

Xie Ting stood behind him, his eyes fell on the long and graceful stamina. It is rare to have such delicate and fair skin, with a beautiful curve that penetrates into the collarbone.

Xie Ting looked at it for a long time before moving his eyes away.

Ask: "Brother Jing, have you lost weight recently?"

The side scenes and other pictures are saved into the USB flash drive one by one, and the USB flash drive is ready to be ejected, and the original computer files are deleted: "I don't know, I didn't name it."

Yue Yang has finished beating, to be precise, has finished scolding.

Putting down the earphones, I called the network administrator to come over and check out.

"Brother Jing, do you want to get married together? I have a membership."

Bian Jing tidied up the table and said, "No, I want to open a membership too."

In the future, there will be such orders, and computers will also be used.

Xie Ting asked him: "Why do you open a membership here? Are there many people coming?"

Bianjing nodded, followed him to the front desk, and said, "I took a part-time job as a photographer, and I will retouch pictures in the future."

Xie Ting: "Oh."

"I have a computer sitting idle..."

Bian Jing glared at him: "Come on less."

Knowing his temper, Xie Ting changed his original meaning: "I have a laptop that I don't need, so I can sell it to you cheaply. I don't want to sell computers to the Computer City."

Bian Jing continued to stare at him.

Xie Ting sighed in his heart: "880, is it alright?"

Yue Yang jumped over and asked, "What 880?"

Bian Jing glanced at him before saying to Xie Ting, "One thousand eight eight eight."

It was the first time Xie Ting saw someone haggle over the price and paid it back to Gao Li. He started at a price of one thousand, and pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth: "OK."