After reuniting with Bai Yueguang, my straight man design collapsed

dormitory……

Jun Mo was dazedly awakened by Guan Bo and Shan Ben.

"Ah, are you leaving? What time is it? I'll get up and see you off."

Jun Mo unsteadily turned over and got out of bed, but was pulled back by Yamamoto.

"Come on, it's not a farewell to life or death, what to send, we just tell you that we are leaving, and pay attention to safety on the way when you go back by yourself."

Jun Mo rubbed her hair, which was as messy as weeds.

"Ah, you two go together?"

Jun Mo yawned, and when he opened his eyes, Guan Bo and Shan Ben were already very close, so close that they almost put their eyes on his neck, and swallowed half of a yawn.

"Hahaha I didn't say it, Jun Mo, your private life is messy enough!"

Yamamoto opened the hand that Ke Bo wanted to touch.

"What a mess, how can this be called a mess, Boss Jun is an adult man, isn't this a normal demand. But Jun Mo, you were so intense last night, what's the matter, you got Guan Bo and me drunk Go out and fool around?

Master of time management!Worship, worship! "

Just as Jun Mo was about to explain, Yamamoto blocked the words for him.

"Don't worry, we will never tell Sheng Ru about this matter. We will help you keep it a secret. As a brother, we can only help you here."

After speaking, he pulled Guan Bo on and dragged his suitcase and left the dormitory, and even closed the door of the dormitory very thoughtfully.

But as soon as Jun Mo came out of the bathroom after washing his face and looking at his neck, the two people in the dormitory group began to publicize the marks on Jun Mo's neck.

What about keeping it a secret? ?

Afraid that Sheng Ru would misunderstand something, Jun Mo quickly used all the debating methods he had learned to conclude that the marks on his neck were caused by mosquitoes.

After the sophistry in the group is over, click on Sheng Ruo's chat dialog box.

Jun Mo froze in place, looking at the chat records between him and Sheng Ru on the phone in disbelief.

To be exact, it was the message he unilaterally sent to Sheng Ruo in the middle of last night.

Jun Mo: "Xiao Shengru, you look so handsome, hehe."

Jun Mo: "Sheng Ru, I still want to go to your house and sleep with you—"

Jun Mo: "Sheng Ru, take me to see the cat, okay? I miss the cat. I definitely don't miss your mattress. I'll send you four."

Jun Mo: "I will miss you during the winter vacation..."

Taking a deep breath of air, quickly delete the chat history.

As long as you don't have it on your side, you can deceive yourself and others. These news don't exist.

After deleting the chat records, he opened the window and poked his head out to blow the air-conditioning for a while, only to find out when he calmed down and looked at his phone again.

When I deleted the chat history just now, I accidentally deleted Sheng Ru as well.

Jun Mo: "!!"

It's over, it's over, he won't misunderstand that he blackened and deleted people and severed ties because he didn't go to his house, right?

Pacing back and forth anxiously in the dormitory alone, coupled with searching what we know, as long as the other party hasn't found out, then we can add it back without anyone noticing.

You're going abroad for a competition tomorrow, so you should be busy packing right now, right?

I must have not had time to read the news, otherwise why didn't I reply?

After thinking for a long time, Jun Mo decided to add Sheng Ru back without anyone noticing.

Plus friends, quickly sent an explanation message to prove innocence.

Xiao Junmo: "Those are all drunken things I said when I was drunk, don't be in front of it, it's all a joke, it's all a joke."

At the end, it was accompanied by a smirking expression.

Sheng Ru: "Oh."

Xiao Junmo: "I drank too much last night, did I do anything stupid?"

Sheng Ru: "No, it's pretty good."

Although Sheng Ru didn't say anything, after this time, Jun Mo didn't want to get drunk again even if he was beaten to death.

This time I sent some inexplicable messages to Sheng Ru, next time, Bao Buqi will do something out of the ordinary.

During the one-month winter vacation, I will not return to school until after the Lantern Festival.

During the period, the dormitory buildings will not be closed, in order to provide accommodation for those who stay in school to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Jun Mo said that he bought a ticket to go back to Wucheng, but Yan Xueyi called to ask him what the number of the car was, but when he was going to pick him up, he got another answer.

"Spring Festival travel, I haven't bought a ticket, so I won't go back this year for Chinese New Year."

"Damn, Jun Mo, is your grandson planning to go to the imperial capital and never return to Wucheng? My mother also specially prepared bacon and sausages this year. Knowing that you love cured ribs, she specially prepared bacon ribs this year.

Asked me several times, when will you come back, and now you tell me not to come back? "

Yan Xueyi would be angry, but Jun Mo could actually understand.

At the end of the year, when his family was preparing the New Year's goods, he asked him, and asked him what he likes to eat, so he prepared more and celebrated the New Year together this year.

At that time, Jun Mo casually said that he likes to eat pork ribs.

In fact, what he likes is that he knows that Yan Xueyi likes it.

But now that it was a holiday, Jun Mo said that he couldn't go back without buying a ticket, and he would be angry with anyone else.

"I still have something to do here, and I really don't have a ticket. I won't be going back this year. Please say sorry to Auntie for me. I will definitely go back to see her next year."

"Go away, tell your mother yourself. Don't tell me you don't have a ticket. Believe it or not, I drove to the imperial capital to bring you back!"

Jun Mo's eyes were red, and his nose felt sore, but he still suppressed the pain in his heart to tease him.

"Don't, if you dare to drive, I don't dare to sit in it. You can't ride in Driver Huang's car even if you pay for it. My life is at stake."

Yan Xueyi scolded a few more times on the phone, but in the end it was him? His mother scolded him beside him, telling him not to embarrass Junmo, so he stopped scolding.

"What else are you doing over there?"

Although he stopped scolding, he could still hear Yan Xueyi's dissatisfaction and anger from his tone.

Seeing that there was no move, Jun Mo had no choice but to tell him about the submission.

This is not an editor's reason to fool him.

He has been contributing articles to magazines before, and he has tried on various topics.

Two days ago, the magazine office replied to him, admiring his writing style.

And it is refreshing among many contributors.

Others are good at using provocative or gorgeous rhetoric to show off their writing skills, or taking a slanted sword and using some opportunistic methods to attract readers' attention.

Jun Mo's article uses the legal provisions he is familiar with to describe some current social events.

In the words of the editor-in-chief, the French language is unique and very attractive.

And issued a long-term draft invitation.

For Jun Mo, who had no task of translating documents for two months, it was tantamount to sending charcoal in a timely manner.

It was a timely rain, otherwise the savings would really decrease day by day, and he might not be able to survive graduation.

Hearing this, Yan Xueyi had no choice but to compromise, after all, this was a very good opportunity for Jun Mo who had been doing odd jobs for a long time.

The last conversation between the two ended with Yan Xueyi cheering.

The magazine's long-term appointment is one manuscript a week, and it only starts in March.

Jun Mo was not idle during the winter vacation, looking for part-time jobs everywhere, doing odd jobs, learning legal terms, and writing more to practice his own writing.

In the first week after the winter vacation, the dorm manager downstairs called him downstairs.

"Junmo, your express delivery! Come down and move it quickly, it's too heavy, so I won't take it up for you."

When Jun Mo reached the first floor, a courier from Wucheng was placed in the uncle's office.

The strong aroma of bacon can be smelled through the kraft paper bag.

The scent penetrated into the nostrils, but a sour feeling welled up in my heart, and tears swirled in my eyes.

Jun Mo turned her back, wiped it off silently, thanked the uncle and gave the uncle some cured meat, and then went upstairs with a large bag of cured meat.

Yan Xueyi: [Your grandpa, I'm afraid that my grandson will starve to death outside and have no grandchildren. Remember to finish eating. I will check the next time I go to the emperor. If you don't want to eat, sever the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren! 】