After reuniting with Bai Yueguang, my straight man design collapsed

Looking at Sheng Ru's clear and gentle eyes, Jun Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Ah? They're all brothers, what do you want money for?"

Jun Mo didn't understand what Sheng Ru asked him, but Guan Bo and Shan Ben who were on the side heard it and came forward.

"Then why are you taking our money?"

"Because my brother settles accounts clearly, didn't he say so?"

Jun Mo spoke righteously, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

Without explaining too much, I took the clothes and went to the bathroom.

"Hurry up and go to bed, military training will start tomorrow."

Guan Bo: "Ruthless!"

Yamamoto: "A profiteer!"

Looking at Sheng Ru on the seat, he didn't drink the milk, but stared at the bottle for a long time.

Military training is divided into phalanxes by department and class. Four people in a dormitory are divided into four phalanxes and trained separately.

Taking a break at noon, Sheng Ru stood at the intersection and waited for a while, but he didn't see Jun Mo.

I didn't see him in the cafeteria either, I lowered my head and just sent a message to ask him if he had eaten, but when I looked up, a girl blocked the way.

"Is something wrong?"

The voice was cold, clearly no different from usual, but it revealed alienation and indifference from the inside out.

Recently, among the freshmen, there are quite a few good-looking elementary school boys, but Sheng Ru is not only because of his looks, but more because of the title of talent snatched by the medical school.

It was only one day since school started, and most of the people knew this boy named Sheng Ru.

, has won many awards in international medical competitions, and is a figure that should not be underestimated whether it is placed internationally or domestically.

The girl raised her hands and raised her orchid fingers, pinned her side hair behind her ears, and pinched her throat delicately.

"Hello, Junior Brother Sheng Ru, my name is Bai Zhenzhen, and I'm a third-year student in the School of Communication. I wonder if there is a chance to treat you to lunch?"

As soon as the voice fell, the message in his hand was answered.

What Jun Mo sent was a photo of her legs! !

In the photo, Jun Mo was wearing a pair of underpants, revealing a pair of long white and straight legs, with his heels resting on the table, and gauze wrapped around his ankles.

Xiao Junmo: "I didn't eat, I sprained my ankle and went back to rest."

Sheng Ru lowered his head, checked his pocket with his right hand, and held his mobile phone in his left hand. He clicked on the photo, and walked towards the cooking window while looking at it.

Sheng Ru: "Who has seen this photo of you?"

Little Junmo: "??"

Xiao Junmo: "I just took a picture of what I sent you, what's wrong?"

Hearing that he only showed it to himself, Sheng Ru was relieved.

Sheng Ru: "It's okay, I just think your legs are not as long as mine."

Xiao Junmo: "Are you so determined to win? Why didn't you realize it when you were young?"

Sheng Ru: "It's just stating the facts."

Sheng Ru just replied to the news and packed his meals back to the dormitory, completely forgetting Bai Zhenzhen who expressed his love to him with a shy face just now.

Seeing that she was being ignored, her best friend wanted to come forward to comfort her, but Bai Zhenzhen was not angry, instead she looked down at her legs, and raised the hem of her skirt again and asked.

"Are my legs long? Straight? Pretty?"

The best friend looked at her short and fat legs: "..."

Versailles?

How did she know that when Sheng Ru turned around, Bai Zhenzhen saw a pair of legs on his screen, straight, white and long.

I thought that Sheng Ru should like this one, so I carefully checked whether my own conditions met.

On the other end, Sheng Ru took his lunch back and brought a copy for Jun Mo.

"Don't eat for now, come on, let's compare, no one said my legs are short!"

Jun Mo stood up, her sprained left foot was still limping, and she insisted on dragging Sheng Ru, insisting on justifying her long legs!

The two stand side by side, legs next to each other, from ankle to thigh to waist and hip.

But no matter how he compares, Sheng Ru's legs are just a bit longer than his.

"It must be the problem of your soles, absolutely!"

Although Yan Xueyi is narcissistic, he calls himself Peng Yuyan in Wucheng.

But such a narcissistic person like him has envied Jun Mo's long legs countless times, and even said that if he wears a KJ skirt and a voice changer, he will fascinate many otaku brothers during the live broadcast.

Jun Mo is indeed short of money, but he would not do such a deceitful thing to death.

Now that the long legs that have been proud of for many years are being compared to others, naturally they are not happy.

But he couldn't tolerate his displeasure, just as he was about to ask Sheng Ru to take off his pants and stand barefoot on the ground for comparison, Sheng Ru pulled him to sit on a chair, and squatted down to check his foot injury.

"I'm fine, I've seen a doctor, I..."

"do not move!"

Jun Mo just sat there obediently, holding a box of lunch in his hand, watching Sheng Ru while eating.

"It's okay, it's not serious, how did you hurt?"

As soon as Sheng Ru finished speaking, Guan Bo and Shan Ben pushed the door open, talking and laughing, and came in, gloating when they saw the gauze on Jun Mo's ankle.

"Oh, President Jun, Boss Jun, what's the matter, the first day of military training, why did you get injured gloriously?"

"Hey, how can you say that the first day of military training is only half a day. Junmo, please be honest, did you do it on purpose so that you can escape the military training?"

Just after Jun Mo finished eating, she sat upside down with her chin on the back of the chair.

"To be honest, not half a day, only two hours."

Guan Bo & Yamamoto: "Amazing!"

Silently giving a thumbs up, reverence welled up in my heart, and even began to discuss whether it would work if they repeated the old trick in the afternoon.

On the two beds opposite, Sheng Ru sent a message to Xiao Wu with a list.

Jun Mo took the phone to send a message for a while, put it aside, turned over and fell asleep.

Because of the sprained ankle, he was given a day off and returned to training when his feet were better.

In the afternoon, Jun Mo was the only one left in the dormitory.

He waved goodbye to the three roommates, then changed his clothes and went out.

He limped on the bus and came to the address on his phone.

This is a big studio, and he came here today to interview graphic models.

I found a part-time job on the bus back to school last night, and I deliberately injured myself to rest for an interview the next morning.

Otherwise, wait until the training is over and then come back, they will leave work early.

Part-time graphic modeling is an easy job with a lot of money and a short time. It is currently the most cost-effective part-time job he can do.

"Your leg, can you do it?"

Jun Mo smiled brightly, and when he smiled, his eyes were as clear as spring water, even if he told a lie, people couldn't help but believe it.

"Don't worry, I just sprained it accidentally, and it will be better by the weekend!"

It was already five o'clock in the evening after the interview, and Sheng Ru sent a message asking him if he had any taboos, and planned to buy him dinner to go home at night.

Xiao Junmo: "Anything is fine, I don't mind eating."

After sending the message, I checked the time. The military training ends at [-]:[-], and there is still time to go back.

Put away the phone and walk back quickly, for fear of missing something.

He naturally knew how powerful Sheng Ru was, so even if he rushed back, he didn't dare to use too much force on his injured left foot, which aggravated the ankle injury.

So at the bus stop of Imperial Capital University at five o'clock in the evening, I saw a handsome young man limping towards the school gate.

In the peak period of dinner in the evening, people come and go, and it is very lively.

Jun Mo bumped into a boy head-on, they both turned their heads to apologize at the same time, but were stunned at the same time.

"Sorry, I didn't register..."

"I'm sorry, I... hey, Jun Mo? You're here too, you see, I said we are destined!" The young man's hand was opened by Jun Mo, and he shouted with disgust.

"roll!"