Holding the fragrant girl in his arms, half lying on the back of the soft sofa, Jiang Qin stared at the ceiling silently, constantly thinking about when to return to the dormitory.

Wait another minute, or another half an hour? Damn, let's talk about it until eight o'clock, yo, how can it be half past nine in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Qin still didn't have the idea of going back to the dormitory, so he quietly watched the night gradually fall outside the window.

Feng Nanshu's figure is very good, exquisite, soft and elastic on his body, and the fresh and elegant aroma is intoxicating.

Jiang Qin couldn't stand it, so he could only pretend to be dead.

As a result, in the next second, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and then immediately opened his eyes, and saw Feng Nanshu raising the little face shrunk in his arms, and there was still a little saliva at the corner of his lips, shining under the lamp.

"Feng Nanshu, are you a vampire?"

"I'm Uncle Farmer."

“？”

Jiang Qin touched his neck, his fingertips were slightly slippery: "Damn, where did you learn to grow strawberries?" ”

Feng Nanshu looked at him with smart eyes: "It was Sister Ding Xue who taught me." ”

"The night you went to the farmhouse? No, didn't you say you didn't learn anything good? ”

Feng Nanshu was a little weak-hearted, but he still spoke confidently: "I just didn't learn, so I didn't succeed." ”

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a serious face: "A good friend can't suck this thing." ”

"But Ding Xue said that good friends can suck, and said that those who don't dare to suck this are not good friends, Jiang Qin, I want to be good friends with you for life."

“？？？？？”

Jiang Qin was dumbfounded for a long time, and said in his heart that Ding Xuezhen Nyima is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but she didn't expect her to bury such a big thunder for herself: "That tiger girl doesn't have a word of truth in her mouth, do you believe her or me?" ”

The little rich woman said a little coldly: "I believe you, but I think what Ding Xue said is right." ”

"If she's right, then why didn't you succeed?"

"Jiang Qin, why didn't I succeed?"

Jiang Qin was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I remember that I used to be in Baidu, this thing is not bitten out, but bitten a little, and then boom." ”

Feng Nanshu was dumbfounded for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, his teeth gently biting a bit of his flesh.

In the following few minutes, Jiang Qin felt a burst of pain, and saw the lovely joy and eagerness in the beautiful eyes of the little rich woman.

"It's over, she seems to have learned, but I still have to be on TV tomorrow......"

Jiang Qinsheng looked at the ceiling without love, living like a beautiful young man who had been ruined, he couldn't resist, he could only enjoy it.

It wasn't until ten o'clock, when the night was already extremely deep, that Jiang Qin finally came to life, pinched his good friend's pink face, took her out of his arms, and hurriedly sent her back to the dormitory.

In the night, the little rich woman stood at the upstairs window and waved goodbye to Jiang Qin, and then returned to the dormitory with a cold and cute expression.

"Nanshu, why are you so happy today?" Gao Wenhui looked curious.

"I learned something good today."

Feng Nanshu sat on the edge of the bed, her expression was cold and cold, and she looked slightly arrogant.

At the same time, Jiang Qin covered his neck and returned to the dormitory, just in time to meet Cao Guangyu's gaze looking out of the door.

"Lao Jiang, what's wrong with your neck?"

"Pretending to be too much, let people pinch it." Jiang Qin said quietly.

"I just said, don't always pretend to be forced if you're fine, it's very dangerous, that is, I can bear you, who can put up with you?"

Cao Guangyu was chatting with Ding Xue, and he didn't see the shape too clearly, so he was full of ridicule,, and looked like a senior.

Jiang Qin didn't squeak, directly took a small mirror and got into the quilt, and then looked at it for a long time through the dim dormitory lamp, and said that the little rich woman was really vicious to her friendship.

The next morning, the sun was shining.

After getting up, Jeju Wu Yanzu got up quietly, without alarming his roommates, and then entered the bathroom lightly, and found that the poke that Feng Nanshu gave him had not disappeared, and it was even more obvious.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at Baidu, and it turned out that the Internet said that it would take three to five days for the strawberries to be reduced.

It seems that he is going to be interviewed with a poke this afternoon, but he can't blame the little rich woman, 207 is a moral depression Everyone knows that even an old stubborn like Professor Yan can't bear it, how can you expect a stupid little rich woman.

"You, what are you doing so handsome? Even Feng Nanshu can't hold it, it's really handsome and hateful! ”

Jiang Qin pointed at the person in the mirror viciously, his expression full of hatred.

At the same time, in the 101 interview room of the Guangjiao Center, Gu Chunlei took the students of the radio station to clean up the largest activity classroom.

This classroom is used to record group events such as choruses and competitions, and because of the large area and the difficulty of cleaning, it is not used often, but the smaller one on the second floor is more commonly used.

But because this time it was several mainstream media in Linchuan who wanted to conduct a joint interview with Jiang Qin, there may be a large number of people, and the equipment of each family should be arranged on the spot, and the venue is obviously too small, so Gu Chunlei asked the students to come and clean up this classroom.

After a while, 101 was cleaned up, and it always looked like a bright window.

More than a dozen male students at the radio station immediately breathed a sigh of relief, squatted in the corner and began to rest.

"Who are we going to interview for such a big battle today?"

"Jiang Qin of the School of Finance, that is, the boss of Zhihu and the group."

"It's too exaggerated to have so many media come over for a college student entrepreneurship project, right?"

"I heard that the business of the group has grown big in the city, and even the leaders at all levels in Linchuan City were shocked."

"Mom, isn't it just a group buying site? It's neither a physical manufacturing industry, nor a high-tech industry, as for it? ”

"For a city, the economic cycle is more important than anything else, and the emergence of the group just activates the market economy of Linchuan City, and the leaders of Linchuan City are like treasures."

"Damn, you're so knowledgeable?"

"I know how to hang the hair."

"So what you say is true?"

"I also listened to what Director Gu said when he called just now."

A few students at the radio station were drinking water and chatting, when suddenly they saw a girl in a long white dress walk in.

She is very tall, about 1.67 meters long, her long soft hair is dyed flaxen, her shawl is down, her skin is snow-white, and the bridge of her nose is straight, she looks full of literature and art.

Seeing the girl walk in, all the boys who were sitting in the corner of the wall stood up, some arranged their collars, some pulled the folds of their clothes, put away their hippie smiles, and began to do strict expression management.

There are those who lean over the windowsill to look at the outside of the window, those who are leaning against the wall with one hand in their pockets, and those who are leaning over the neckline, all of which are very different in shape, each chic.

"The station flower is here, and it is still as dazzling as a pearl."

"If it weren't for the fact that I came to the station, I would have asked for leave today, and it would be worth the fare."

"Today's station flower is wearing a white dress again, it just wants me to die, she is really a goddess and a literary artist, and she deserves to be the first school flower."

Just as the students in the classroom were talking, another person followed up behind the door, about 1.8 meters, wearing a white T with a vest, a pair of sunglasses pinned to the back of his head, and a bunch of milk tea in his hand.

As soon as he entered the door, the exquisitely dressed boy began to give milk tea.

Director Gu who was sitting on the chair had a cup, the stationmaster of the reporter station had a cup, the two friends of the station flower had a cup, and the last cup was handed to the reporter by both hands.

Seeing this scene, the boys around him couldn't help but tilt their mouths to the back of their ears.

"Damn, this Yao Junjie is simply a dead licking dog, since the last time he came to record a reading show, he has come to deliver milk tea to the station flower every day, it's just hateful."

"Who let Yao Gongzi's family have money, we can't envy it."

"If you have the money, you can buy it for us, don't you buy it all, it's Nima, what a rich second generation!"

"It makes sense, my Wang Dazhi despises him in real name."

However, at this moment, everyone saw the white moonlight station of the radio station waving their hands, and actually rejected the milk tea of the delicate man, which immediately made the boys of the radio station standing in the corner of the wall exhale with relief.

Damn, dead licking dog, I want to chase our standing flower, dreaming!

But what makes the boys at the radio station feel strange is that the station flower doesn't seem to be very happy today, always suddenly distracted, and the smile looks reluctant enough.

But before they could dig into the reason, interview cars drove in at the gate of the East School one after another.

Some of these cars are labeled with the logo of Linchuan TV, some are labeled with the logo of Linchuan people's livelihood, as well as Linchuan Daily, Linchuan Youth Daily, Linchuan Finance, and Financial Eye, which are several mainstream media in Linchuan.

Seeing this scene, Director Gu got up from the sofa, beckoned everyone to go out to greet them, and helped the reporters and photographers carry the equipment.

A camera, hugged in, Ju Shen, a soft light, hugged in, Ju Shen, a female reporter, hugged and also Ju Shen, but students don't want to hug others.

It wasn't until noon that the entire joint interview room was finally set up.

Director Gu of the Guangjiao Center stretched his waist, and couldn't help but feel a little sore, and said in his heart that dozens of people were busy all morning, completely for Jiang Qin, and no student in Linchuan University had received this treatment since its establishment.

It's really tiring to prepare for a wedding......

(End of chapter)