This battle has a bit of the flavor of "coming like thunder to collect anger, and like the river and the sea condensing the clear light".

The fight was fierce and the restraint was natural, Xue Xiang swept the three silent guys on the floor, turned his head again, moved to the table, and said to the three Xiaodao who had already stopped the bowl: "Did you eat well, didn't eat well, let's continue to eat." Xue Laosan said it easily, as if he had just swatted three nasty flies to death.

Xiaowan is already a big girl in the end, although there is Xue Xiang by her side, she is not haunted by everything, and she does not need to be cāo, but in the end she knows that it is inconvenient to eat now, so she pulled the little guy and Xiaoyi out of their seats, and nodded at Xue Xiang. Xue Xiang stretched out his hand and hugged the little guy in his arms, took Xiaowan and Xiaoyi, and took a big stride, but instead of walking towards the door, he went straight to the group of people who had already looked stupid.

"Xiao Yong, why is it that you are indispensable wherever there is excitement, I think you are really idle?" Before he got close, Xue Xiang named Wang Yong's name.

The latter seemed to be electrocuted, his whole body twitched violently, and he said hurriedly: "Hey, what, that third brother, I just came over to see, no, come over to eat, eat...."

"It's good to eat, it's not served yet, is it?"

"No, no, I didn't have time..."

"That's a good feeling, I still have a lot left at that table, the chairman taught us that waste is a great crime, I'm ashamed that I can't do it, it just so happens that you are here, yes, I will trouble you to eliminate it, in addition, don't forget to settle the bill for Lao Ma, I won't take advantage of it today..." Actually, there really wasn't much left at his table. It's just that there's still some scrap on the plate.

Clinker Wang Yong seemed to have received some reward, and responded with a smile. In fact, where did Xue Xiang know that Wang Yong was about to collapse with fright before, after all, the three guys who were lying on the ground over there and were not moving were not paper people, such a tragic situation all proved that the rumor that "Xue Laosan didn't do anything in front of his younger siblings" was definitely the most deceptive news in history. Only then did Xue Xiang stride towards this side. Wang Yong's heartstrings were already tense, and he was ready to be slapped. Who wants to wait for just leftovers plus a small punishment of paying, no. In Wang Yong's opinion, it is simply a welfare, after all, not everyone has the opportunity to invite the third brother to dinner.

Xue Xiangzi would not bother to speculate about Wang Yong's perception. He is here to settle the bill, although this kid has a lot of money, but when he eats, he likes to take advantage of it, which is very similar to Xue Xiang in his previous life, and Xue Xiang is also a little confused after this soul is pierced, but fortunately, it is not a big problem, Xue Xiang does not linger.

Seeing that the matter was over, Xue Xiang pulled three small turns around, and the clinker had just taken a few steps. I heard a loud bang, and then I heard a human voice: "The person who beat Lao Tzu, this wants to leave?" ”

Xue Xiang turned his head and saw a round table fall to the ground, broken in two. There are countless fragments left around, and it is obvious that this object has just made a big move, and when I raise my gaze, I will see a hideous and distorted white face, and the white face is covered with slender but untidy broken hair, "What." Would you like to be treated? ”

"I...."

The young man with broken hair gasped, his chest couldn't help but rise and fall, but "I" couldn't come up with a reason, because at this moment, he really couldn't take Xue Laosan. said that let Xue Laosan wait and call someone by himself, it is a little childish and laughable; If you want to say cruel things, people are not even afraid of 8341 people, and then look at Wang Yong's posture, people are obviously not ordinary people, and they can't be frightened by cruel words; In the end, the only choice was to roll up his sleeves and go into battle by himself, but the broken-haired young man looked at his thin arms and legs, and then looked at the three great jǐng guards who didn't know whether they were alive or dead in the distance, and the cerebral cortex couldn't give birth to this kind of anti-shè source at all.

Yes, the young man with broken hair made a long list of "I", and he didn't spit out the second word.

At this point, everyone must also know why Xue Laosan is almost incomprehensible in the inner circle of the Ya. First, you made it impossible for the official family to take down Xue Laosan at all; Second, you play horizontally, Xue Laosan is even more horizontal than you; Three, you play yīn, Xue Laosan has a very clever brain, and if he sees through it, he has no good fruit, so he goes straight to the fist. It is this unparalleled force coupled with extreme intelligence that makes Xue Laosan the most incomprehensible existence in the inner circle of the Ya when his family background is weak.

The young man with broken hair really felt powerless and sad for the first time, the first time he found that he also had bones that he couldn't gnaw on, the first time he knew that he could talk alone, and he might be slapped if he wasn't careful, and after a series of feelings of powerlessness, a thick humiliation hit his heart.

Xue Xiang had no time to appreciate the mental journey of the broken-haired young man, because at this moment, there was a deep sadness in his heart, because he had just jumped over the narrow shoulders of the broken-haired young man, and he bumped into a pair of extremely sad eyes, and he could clearly see that there was a pool of chūn water in the eyes of the beautiful Danfeng, and Su Meiren shed tears!

Legend has it that a peerless beauty smiles and can captivate the city and the country, but Xue Xiang has never seen it and doesn't believe it. The reason why I don't believe it is because in his understanding, the beauty is so beautiful that Liu Ying'er and Su Meiren are at the same level, and they have probably risen to the realm of legends, and although these two laugh like autumn flowers and water, they are far from being overwhelmed and intoxicated, so of course those legends are not believable.

But at this moment, Su Meiren's phoenix eyes were condensed, but Xue Xiang's heart trembled suddenly, giving birth to a deep sadness and resentment, and then blamed himself, as for what he blamed, his mind was a mess, and where could he tell it clearly.

"Teacher Su, let's go?"

The ghost sent the gods, and Xue Xiang actually sent an invitation.

Su Meiren wiped the phoenix's eyes, but did not make a sound, stood up, kicked his feet, and went to take care of himself. Seeing this shape, Xue Xiang turned sadly, and was a little ridiculous, inexplicable, shook his head with a wry smile, took Xiaoyi and Xiaowan, and did not greet everyone, and then went to ...... It is said that Xue Xiang took office in the Propaganda Department of the Party Committee of the school, and it was only ten days of work, but the entire Propaganda Department, especially the news center, took a 180-degree turn in the perception of Xue. You must know that before, although only Luo Mingfei jumped out and openly expressed his displeasure with Xue, in fact, he really couldn't find anyone who was convinced by Xue's new appointment in the news center, after all, even if a boy in his twenties is capable of going to heaven, these uncles and uncles who are thirty or forty years old will not be convinced, because, from ancient times to the present, the sentiment of seniority in the republic has been serious to a few points, and officialdom is especially serious.

But as soon as "Ocean Age" came out, Xue's image was immediately radiant and dazzling, after all, everyone could not be convinced of a leader who was said to be very capable, but they could not be convinced of a leader who proved himself and rescued everyone in the autumn of life and death.

No, early that morning, Xue Xianggang sat down in the office, in addition to Luo Mingfei, the president of the publishing house who was on vacation by Xue Xiang, the director and deputy director of the reporter station under the news center, the director and deputy director of the school radio station, and Pei Donglai, the vice president in charge of the publishing house, rushed over together.

Xue Xiang beckoned everyone to sit down, poured tea one by one, and asked about the sales and social repercussions of the issue of "Weiming Lakeside" when he first went to work.

Xue Xiang's voice fell, Sun Wen and Pei Donglai spoke out in unison, Orr, the two glanced at each other, and Sun Wen, who had slightly better qualifications and official positions, grabbed the right to speak: "Director Xue, hehe, guess how much our "Weiming Lakeside" sold in five days?" ”

Sun Wen sold a pass, Xue Xiang was not in a hurry, guessed that the situation must be excellent, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, isn't it more than 10,000, won't it?" ”

"Hehe, the director is the director, he is really particular about speaking, this is a completely ambiguous answer, it's not how to guess how it's right, to tell you the truth, no more, no less, a full 38,000 copies!" After that, Sun Wen slapped his thigh, and his eyebrows fluttered.

"Ho!"

Xue Xiang was really shocked, he had only broken 10,000 before, not opportunistic, because the sales of the first issue were only 5,000, although it was because of insufficient printing, and the full sales were not exerted, but the journal is such a thing, that is, it pays attention to one go, and there will definitely be no saying that the sales will explode more and more later. said that it was more than 10,000, or Xue Xiang said it boldly, where did he think that it would reach nearly 40,000. You must know that this "Weiming Lakeside" is only a school magazine, even if Beijing University is the highest university in the country, this school magazine is only sold on campus, in the middle of or in surrounding universities, and not like "Oriental Magazine", "October" and other highly influential magazines have a national distribution network. However, the sales of these magazines rarely exceeded 100,000, and the sales of "Weiming Lakeside" in Sijiu City and one place had almost reached half of their total national sales.

Seeing that Director Xue, who has always been calm and calm, rarely showed a surprised face, several people actually smiled and were very proud. Suddenly, Pei Donglai took out a stack of magazines and newspapers from the black briefcase he was carrying, handed them over, and smiled so much that his face was wrinkled: "Director Xue, the real good things are here, take a look." ”

Xue Xiang took it and flipped through it, but he saw several newspapers in Sijiucheng such as "Beijing Rì Daily" and "Xinjing Evening News", as well as four or five magazines such as "Academic Research", "Academic Forum", "Literature and Art Essays", and "Aesthetics", all of which were selected from the original text of "Ocean Times".

Because it was an article made by himself, Xue Xiangzi didn't have to bother to read it, the speed of reading it was naturally extremely fast, and after a while, he finished it, sighed in his heart, but his face did not show an expression, and said: "The overall situation is good, but it is not how to make a sè, it is just a turnover, and it is far from defeating Qinghuayuan." Comrades, don't be arrogant, we have to make persistent efforts and make new contributions. Next, I will arrange the next stage of work tasks, and everyone will complete them as soon as possible. ”RQ