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Qin Dong saw Zheng Jian's comment in a circle of rainbow farts.

It's a different style, but it's a bit dazzling.

The photographers of the four major domestic fashion magazines were rated as mediocre, and the value was only 5 yuan.

Be careful that the photographer is chasing you with a tripod on his back, Qin Dong thought helplessly.

"What about your photo? Don't forget that you still owe 37950 yuan." Qin Dong clicked on the small window of Zheng Jian's WeChat.

"It's not a trivial matter, it can be done at any time." Zheng Jian raised the bar without admitting defeat.

"If you don't repay the loan, be careful that I will charge interest." Qin Dong continued to tease Zheng Jian.

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"There are no new materials, small and micro enterprises do not charge interest in the country, are you ashamed to charge me interest?" Zheng Jianlai said confidently.

Qin Dong thought to himself that this little thing is quite arrogant.

Zheng Jian was frantically probing on the verge of death, all kinds of disgusting Qin Dong's latest photos.

"You look at the poor lighting, the artistic conception is not in place, and the emotions are not aroused!"

Qin Dong thought, Zheng Jian, you must not be Party A in the future, it is too easy to be hacked to death by Party B.

It seems that Zheng Jian said that this photo is only worth a dime, and his film is worth 100.

"The day after tomorrow, there is an event in city A, and I will pay you for working part-time." Qin Dong was too lazy to listen to Zheng Jian's nitpicking.

"The day after tomorrow? I have to see how much money I have? You must know that the society owes money to grandpa."

Run on me as a grandson?Really desperate, Qin Dong almost crushed his phone.

Zheng Jian is still frantically probing on the verge of death.

Qin Dong directly and rudely dumped a location, "At 8 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, wait for me at this intersection. You know the consequences if you don't come!"

When Zheng Jian saw Qin Dong's words, he didn't reply to Qin Dong's message, and turned off the phone angrily.

Don't look, don't look, don't look, don't look.Idealists, I am everything!

Zheng Jianjin pulled on his slippers and went downstairs to buy otaku happy water, and then went around to the cafeteria to buy some French fries.

The postgraduate building is located in a small forest in University A, which is usually inaccessible.

Some people may compare this kind of tranquility, but Zheng Jian feels so lonely.

"Ah, so boring!"

When Zheng Jian passed by the grove, he heard a young couple chirping inside.

heresy!Absolute heresy!

Zheng Jian sank into his dantian, took a deep breath and shouted, "The student union is here!"

For a moment, countless wild mandarin ducks startled in the grove, wild mandarin ducks, wild mandarin ducks, and Zheng Jian hurriedly slipped away.

Zheng Jian's behavior is typical of harming others and benefiting himself.

Discover teased young lovers cursing pranksters single for life.

Zheng Jian, who ran away as soon as the skin was peeled, finished buying potato chips and walked back in a stroll.

Good friend Gong Yi was not there, and classmates he knew well did not stay in school for graduate school.

They had just joined the company, and it was the time when they were pretending to be innocent, and Zheng Jian couldn't bear to disturb them.

Zheng Jian himself was miserable, and he came back with food in a deserted manner.

It was quiet in the corridor of the postgraduate dormitory, and Zheng Jian didn't even have anyone to share the food with.

The bustle and bustle of the undergraduate days is gone.

After entering the dormitory, Zheng Jian took out his mobile phone and scanned for a long time. From kiwi fruit to mango, he didn't even have a satisfying meal video.

There is no video of the meal, and the potato chips are not delicious.

Finally, Zheng Jian clicked on the location sent by Qin Dong.

Where is this place?

The map jumped out, and the location Qin Dong gave was not too far from the campus of University A.

Next to it is the famous high-end villa area in City A.

It is estimated that Qin Dong lives here.

"Have you returned to City A?" Zheng Jian chatted with Qin Dong boredly, and took a photo of potato chips.

The chili sticky on it makes Qin Dong feel hot even when he looks at it.

"Not yet, I will go back to city A tomorrow. I have asked for leave from the crew, and I will come out for three days to run around to make announcements and participate in the next event."

"Actor, you are not professional!" Zheng Jian, who was in a hurry, went online again.

"What about you, shouldn't you be in class at this time?" Qin Dong also confronted.

"There are few postgraduate courses, so I am resting in the dormitory openly and aboveboard."

"Skipping class is quite justifiable!" Qin Dong was smoking a cigarette in the crew lounge.Assistant Xiaomei is sorting out

Wait a minute, skipping class... Qin Dong seems to have remembered something.

A few years ago, when he went to a high school to shoot, he also met a kid who liked to skip classes.

The skin is also quite dark...

He can't remember the name a little bit, but he can look it up.

Qin Dong clicked on his own Weibo to find the Weibo that he posted back then.

There was a poster board of Yuanyang No. [-] Middle School on the promotional Weibo back then, with a red happy announcement posted on it.

Zheng Jian's name is impressive.

Is this Zheng Jian the same as Zheng Jian, the big A student he knows now?

He still remembers Zheng Jian from high school crying and howling behind him, "Uncle, try to get the Oscar sooner!"

Qin Dong calculated the time and it should be the same person.

But the name Zheng Jian is really bad.

"Zheng Jian, where are you from?"

"Ocean City, have you ever been there? It's a very beautiful small city." Speaking of his hometown, Zheng Jian began to introduce it endlessly.

As soon as these words came out, Qin Dong knew that Zheng Jian had also forgotten about the meeting between the two.

No wonder he always found Zheng Jian familiar.

The old hatred and the new hatred are added together, and Qin Dong knows it well.

It must be properly arranged for Zheng Jian.

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small theater:

Qin Dong: Doctor, everything looks familiar to me recently. Is there something wrong with my memory?

Doctor (Author Friendship COS): No, it is the fallen leaves of memory and the memories of fate.

Qin Dong: ...

Doctor, you are a loyal reader of sad literature in QQ space, the kind of bright and sad tears at 45 degrees.

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