Chapter Ninety-Four: The Choice

Learn from Lei Feng's good example, this sentence is from primary school to adulthood. But few people think about it, how to start the follow-up work of learning Lei Feng?

For example, we all learned from Comrade Lei Feng, and after running in many ways, we picked up a drunken woman on the side of the road. What should I do next? Just thinking about it is a headache.

If there are gourmets who want to pick up and earn money, they will disperse as soon as possible, and they will really give you a chance. How are you going to take her away in broad daylight? Even irregular actions will become the possibility and motive of breaking the law and committing crimes and molesting good families.

Under the cover of night, there are people and things at the door of the bar. But gentlemen, please think about it, everything is about you and me. is really drunk to the point of lying on the street, and the function of you picking her up seems to be no different from a piece of pork.

It's not that pork is recommended for your problem. But in this world, except for pork and corpses lying on the streets. There are so many ways you can think of it. Spend some money, it doesn't cost much, I turn off the lights for the author......

Stop there.

Mi Lian woke up in her hotel room. Shan Wenting sat cross-legged on the bed next to her, looking melancholy.

I couldn't tell what she was worried about, but it was certainly not for herself. She brushed her thoughts, blinked and found that there was a man's back lying on her side behind Shan Wenting.

Suddenly, I felt that there was something very discordant in my heart, how could this man lie in the same bed with me? Is there still Shan Wenting sitting cross-legged in the middle?

I'll go! Is this the opening scene of a threesome? I'm a little scared, I don't have that experience! Shan Wenting, this damn girl, usually doesn't see it like this......

Shan Wenting glanced at her boredly, stared at her bony eyes rolling around, and asked lazily: Honey, are you awake?

She hates Shan Wenting to death and disdains her!

Shan Wenting stared at her rolling eyes for two seconds. Suddenly, he flicked his leg to the ground and stood up and yelled: This is a standard room in the hotel, with two beds! Sister, what dirty stuff are you thinking?

Oh, I see.

Zhang Saiwen heard the movement, so he lay down and turned around, sleepy-eyed and watched her from the bed hoarsely squeezing out a sentence from his throat: Dear Miss Milian, are you awake? Did you sleep well?

She collapsed suddenly, waved her hand and shouted at Shan Wenting: Sit back and sit back, you quickly sit back in your place. Auntie, I can't bear this ambiguous atmosphere!

Zhang Saiwen didn't care about it, and bounced his legs out of front of her to get out of bed. Sitting up and putting on his shoes, he stretched his waist and said, "Good guy, how can such a small person be so dead." Carrying you makes my back ache!

She took advantage of the fact that she was drunk on the street before she had time to make a good connection, and said aggrievedly: How did you two find me? It's very troublesome to find me and get me to the hotel, thank you, brother, thank you Tingting.

Tingting went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, and the senior brother waved his hand and said, hey, what is this. Learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds.

Thoughts somehow surged up. The cause and effect, when the love is strong, every second and every second, frame by frame are vivid. In a matter of seconds, my heart hurt so much that I couldn't help myself.

I really don't know the senior brother in front of me too well, but I vaguely know that he is the object that Tingting loves in the four years of college, or whether he is the object of love but dare not dare.

To be honest, Senior Brother's physical appearance, demeanor and conversation are really ordinary in Mi Lian's eyes. Because there are no boys in art colleges who are not handsome enough.

If other colleges really don't have any physical needs for the students they recruit, then the art school is definitely the most demanding.

Of course, the admissions office of the college will not tell you on the bright side: you are right, students, our college is the appearance association. We don't eat all the literature and ink, we just eat your face. If you dare to say that, you will have been scolded to the point that you can't take care of yourself.

But, just in case, there is only one in everything. Basically, you just have to look at the requirements after that.

What if the students recruited by the art academy are all children from wealthy families? What if a student who was really not good in appearance in middle school still aspires to enter an art school and is ridiculed?

After all, it's not your fault that you're ugly. If you look ugly, you still want to be beautiful, you still want to scratch your head and learn the sensual craft, and even rely on your appearance to find something to eat after whimsical. You say, who do you laugh at if you don't laugh?

So, how did the average senior brother become the untouchable tip of Miss Tingting's heart? That's Miss Tingting, so well-proportioned and proud Miss Tingting!

Maybe there are other reasons, but these other reasons are certainly not something that Milian wants to think about right now.

Tingting stood at the door of the bathroom and said, "Have a good rest, dear, we have given the room money." You can stay until you check out tomorrow afternoon, and don't forget to refund the deposit when you check out, hundreds of dollars.

We didn't know where to take you when we found you. So...... You can deign to live first, and then you can continue to live tomorrow, or you can go home by yourself.

If you don't know where to go, you know where I work. Come to the unit and ask me to chat and play with you. That's it, let's go first.

She saw Zhang Saiwen stand up, and the two were about to leave. I suddenly felt empty in my heart, and I blamed myself for waking up too early. The next thing to face these three walls by yourself seems to be depressing.

She stretched out her hand and took a handful of air into the air, and said to Zhang Saiwen in a hurried tone:

Brother, wait! Let me ask you, are you the boss?

Zhang Saiwen turned to look at her, and said with a complicated look in his eyes: I'm sorry I can't help you, senior sister. You also said that I am the boss, but the boss. What does my employee's private life have to do with me?

She pouted and said, "You're really boring!" You don't care if your employees have misbehaved in their private lives, such as committing bigamy or something?

Is there really no problem with such employee conduct and ethics for you? At least it's overwhelmed, Boss Zhang?

Zhang Saiwen scratched his temples, and seemed a little irritated: I'm really fed up with you people. Twice a day! Two small mouths casually said that I was boring! I'm not a tug-of-war athlete, so why should I be so energetic?

Shan Wenting came over and pushed him out, and said dear, don't care about this guy's nonsense. He was just fed gunpowder by me, and he was on it.

Out of the door, Zhang Saiwen also seemed to feel that something was wrong. He turned back to bring the door, and grinned in the gap that had been brought by the door, showing a mouthful of big teeth, and laughing harmlessly:

Senior sister, don't think about it too much, there is no intention to target you. I feel that something is wrong today, it should be my aunt-in-law.

There was a soft snap and the door shut, and Milline sat up while sorting out the messy underwear that had just been rubbed on someone else's shoulder. While pouting and angry, he said: Something! Shout at whom? With whom? Uncle!

After tidying up for a long time, I suddenly remembered that this action was redundant. It didn't take much to do that, and I took off to the bathroom naked. I sat down under the shower and turned on the hot water, and began to cover my mouth and cry bitterly.

Crying silently until fainting, crying until the vocal cords are hoarse. Then he slapped his face and said to himself:

It's decided, no one wants to persuade me!