Toot toot... After the ringing of the ring, Zhang Muzi saw An Taixi take out the mobile phone from his pocket and look at it, frowned, and swiped directly on the screen, and then the prompt tone of the phone in his hand stopped abruptly.

The treatment of the mobile phone being rejected made him sink in his heart, and his face became gloomy, but thinking that he had refused to answer Ahn Tae-hee's call at least seven or eight times in the recent past because of collecting ancient beast eggs, although he had an explanation afterwards, but now being treated the same is indeed self-inflicted, and the fire in his heart can't be released.

In this way, he was conflicted, and stood in the corridor in front of the teaching building for a while, and after coming back to his senses, he felt that if he didn't hurry up and use the prepared little tricks to dissipate Ahn Tae-hee's anger, things would likely get worse and worse if they continued to evolve, and eventually they would be out of control.

And just when he pressed the 'determine' on the screen, he suddenly saw a prompt popping up to receive a new message, and when he clicked on it, he saw a strange text break into his eyes, "Fortune is all fate, mortals have their own causes, and there are people who receive it, and the future generations will be blessed and rich, and they will be rich and noble for evil, but the moon in the well..."

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will be difficult to understand the origin of this strange text, but Zhang Muzi has learned a lot of strange metaphysical knowledge from his grandfather since he was a child, and after reading it hastily, he found that these words were excerpted from the general chapter of the Buddhist "Three Worlds of Cause and Effect Sutra", but a few words were slightly changed.

Receiving this kind of information is really a little confusing, and looking at the transmitted number is also very unfamiliar, he instinctively wants to call back, but at this moment the ringtone of the mobile phone rang.

As soon as he saw that the number displayed on the screen was An Taixi, Zhang Muzi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly connected it and heard a voice from the microphone that was obviously suppressed, "Zhang Muzi, how did you get those Wen Jiàn that you sent me just now?"

"The photo was taken by myself, and the introduction was compiled by myself after searching on the Internet," according to the words that he had thought of a long time ago, Zhang Muzi replied with a ghost: "Haven't you always wanted to make a weighty news discipline film, use that information as material, and then..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ahn Tae-hee, "Such a detailed and complete paleontological image data is difficult to collect even professional research institutions, how did you do it?"

"It's very simple, meet a few brokers, buy some fossil eggs, dinosaur fossils or something from the guys who wander around the 'Guanyue Mountain' treasure hunt all day, and then they will be willing to let you take pictures of each 'item'.

In the eyes of this kind of person, money is a pass to all trials. Zhang Muzi deliberately said in a nonchalant tone, and after a few seconds, he heard An Tae-hee's slightly hoarse voice coming from his mobile phone: "That's why you're so busy during this time, you can't go to class well, and I don't answer my phone well, so you go out early and return late every day, right?"

"Yes. After being silent for a while, Zhang Muzi gently spit out a word.

"Then you think I must be surprised and guilty now, right," Ahn Tae-hee said through gritted teeth, "My boyfriend has put so much effort into it, spent a lot of money, and risked a lot of money to make deals with scum, just to fulfill my wishes."

And I've been misunderstanding him, getting angry with him, and complaining about him behind his back, so now that the truth is revealed, of course I should be surprised and guilty. ”

"That's not the case," Zhang Muzi was shocked that the 'little trick' he played was a little too good, and said urgently: "I studied 'media photography', and taking those fossil photos is a rare practical experience in itself, and I am really interested in collecting things like fossil eggs..."

"It's useless to explain so much, no matter what, now you are a good man who is considerate and attentive to his lover, and no matter how sad I am for the past few tens of days, I have become a bad woman who doesn't know the hearts of good people. Ahn Tae-hee interrupted Zhang Muzi's words again with some cunning.

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Muzi hurriedly explained: "I swear I've never thought of it like this, Tae-hee, I just want to surprise you, what a good man, a bad woman, it's too exaggerated to use such words."

Well, if you don't like this kind of surprise, then I can never do it in the future.

Don't be angry, okay. As soon as he finished speaking, he was suddenly hit on the back of the head, and he turned around and looked back in surprise, and suddenly met An Taixi's angry gaze.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, Zhang Muzi first opened his mouth and broke the silence, "Hit and scold, scold, let's get angry." ”

"Fool..."Ahn Tae-hee seemed angry and spit out two words, but grabbed Zhang Muzi's hand and dragged him hard towards the outside of the academy.

"A lot of people are looking at us," following An Taixi's side, out of psychological effect, feeling that there were surprised eyes around him, Zhang Muzi blurted out a low voice: "Didn't we say before, wait until after the annual leave to make the matter public." ”

"No matter, I'm not Hong Jitong, why can't I admit that my boyfriend is a boyfriend," Ahn Tae-hee said loudly without the slightest intention of letting go.

Hearing this, Zhang Muzi was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly and curiously: "Whatever you want, but who is Hong Jitong?"

"Robinson, the thief on the ancient Korean Peninsula. Ahn Tae-hee suddenly laughed as he explained, and said as he walked: "But Muzi, I really want to be impressed by you, you can shoot such precious first-hand news materials, no matter what method you use, you are very capable."

Originally, I was thinking about how to help you officially join our team, but now that I have these photos, things are much easier. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Muzi frowned and refused: "I've only been in college for a few months, and I haven't taken a few professional classes. ”

"Just because I'm afraid of being called upon..."An Taixi concluded for a while, and then asked quite domineeringly: "Muzi, the 'School of Communication' of Seoul University ranks first among all journalism and media colleges in East Asia;

My team is the No. 1 group in the best journalism club in the whole Hentar Media, which means that our team is the top among all the independent journalism groups of college students in the world.

"I don't know, but I can imagine that there must be very, very many people," Zhang Muzi replied with a pout, "but look at your current attitude, when it comes to professional fields, you use this tone for me, a first-year student, let alone the rest of your team."

In fact, being instructed to do this and that is just a small thing, but I must not be looked down upon. ”

Hearing this unexpected answer, An Taixi was stunned for a moment, stopped, looked at Zhang Muzi with a cold face beside him, and suddenly smiled and said softly: "Oh, it turns out that my family's 'simple ghost' rejected me because he was afraid that his manly self-esteem would be hurt."

But when have you ever seen me treat others with the same attitude as I treat you, fool, I would treat you like that because I didn't have any pretense when I was in front of you, I was most like myself...", she said that she gently held Zhang Muzi's cheek with natural movements, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Zhang Muzi's mouth on the crowded trail.

Nowadays, in the youthful university campus, it is very common for boys and girls to kiss in the street, even in the relatively conservative 'Korean Dynasty', but seeing this sweet scene, there are still some teachers who frown and secretly shake their heads, and there are still people who laugh and cheer among the students passing by.

After a long time, Zhang Muzi and An Taixi slowly parted their lips, and An Taixi asked softly: "Now join our team, you can meet me often in your spare time in the future, can you reconsider, Zhang Muzi?"

"Don't think about it, I'll join," Zhang Muzi touched his lips, recalled the sweetness just now, and replied with a pout: "What a woman wants to do is really 'terrible', no wonder there is an old saying 'heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass'." ”

"I really owe you in my last life, obviously for your good, but I still have to be talked about.

Do you know how much joining my team will help you in the future," Hearing this, Ahn Tae-hee took Zhang Muzi's hand again and walked out of the 'Mingzhi University' gate, which was already close at hand;

While saying: "Tonight happens to be the day when Senior Nanbin is discharged from the hospital, everyone is going to meet at the barbecue restaurant, let's go over together, and find an opportunity to publish those photos you took..."

"Senior Nanbin..."Zhang Muzi suddenly interrupted Ahn Tae-hee's words, "The senior you are talking about is the person you mentioned before who filmed a short film of scenic spots and monuments in Hancheng during the summer vacation, and had an accident during the post-editing, and broke his lumbar spine while riding a bicycle?"

"Yes, it's him," Ahn Tae-hee took Zhang Muzi's hand and walked to the bus stop sign and replied: "Speaking of which, he is really unlucky, he has been promoted to the fourth grade, but he was so seriously injured at the critical moment of employment, delayed most of the semester, and has one less practical work, and it is very difficult to sign a contract with a top company like NT Media directly after graduation." ”

"You just said that your team is 'the top group in the world's college student independent journalism system', and now you can't even find a good job, that's too contradictory, right?" Zhang Muzi said with a dumb smile.

"Muzi, Muzi, you really don't understand the cruelty of social competition at all, forget it, this kind of thing is better to wait for you to experience it yourself in the future, and others can't explain it clearly. Ahn Tae-hee sighed, shook his head and said.

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