Female President's Ultimate Guard

In Yangshan Province, thousands of miles away from Qingyang City, in a dormitory of a university of science and technology.

A student suddenly woke up from the bed, looking at the situation in the dormitory in panic, the sheets were already soaked in sweat.

His hands were tightly grasping the quilt, as if he would fall into the abyss in the next second.

This man is a sophomore at the University of Science and Technology, named Song Jian. His family is very poor. His father suffers from leg problems and can only work as a farmer at home, while his mother barely survives by selling vegetables.

He has been very sensible and smart since he was a child, and was admitted to Yangshan University of Science and Technology with excellent grades.

Although this is something that makes the whole family happy, the Song family has mixed feelings.

The joy is that Song Jian has a promising future. He can be admitted to such a good university and has a bright future.

The worry is the high cost of college.

Living in such a family made Song Jian timid and fearful since he was a child. Even when he was in school, he would only swallow his anger when faced with bullying from his classmates and never resisted.

Because his parents taught him since he was a child that his family was poor and he couldn't cause trouble outside. If he hurt someone, his family couldn't afford to pay.

Three days ago, after he finished his part-time job, it was almost early morning, and there were no buses, and he was reluctant to take a taxi, so he could only choose to walk.

But on the way back, I happened to meet three gangsters named Jiumengzi. Seeing his cowardly appearance, they surrounded him to make fun of him, and asked him to hand over all the money to the toll.

Song Jian knew that his family was poor, his father was in poor health and had to take medicine all the year round, so since he went to university, he never asked his family for money. He used his spare time to do part-time jobs to earn living expenses and tuition fees.

Facing the robbery by the three drunkards, Song Jian subconsciously pinched his pocket with his hands. He had swallowed his anger since he was a child, and he was ready to be beaten up.

In his opinion, if he can protect his hard-earned money by being beaten up, the deal is worth it.

Seeing that Song Jian was guarding his pocket tightly, the three Jiu Mengzi knew that there was money in the pocket, so they stretched out their hands to grab Song Jian.

At that time, Song Jian, with a blank mind, stretched out his hand to push a Jiu Mengzi, and that Jiu Mengzi staggered back several steps, and fell directly into the flower bed.

Seeing that Song Jian dared to fight back, the other two Jiumengzi became furious under the stimulation of alcohol, and directly punched Song Jian.

Song Jian was used to being beaten since he was a child. He squatted on the ground, holding his head tightly with both hands, and let the other party's fist wave on his body.

And Jiu Mengzi, who was pushed down by him in the flower bed, was furious, grabbed a brick and rushed over, and the brick hit Song Jian on the back of the head.

It stands to reason that being slapped on the back of the head with a brick, even if he didn't die, he would definitely suffer from a severe concussion and faint directly.

But when the brick was slapped on the back of Song Jian's head, Song Jian's whole body was like being electrocuted, and an inexplicable feeling swept over his whole body.

Then he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he just raised his hand, and he flew out alone, hitting the electric pole by the side of the road, and his life and death were unknown.

At that time, he felt like a completely different person, not only full of strength, but also full of hostility, the hostility of wanting to kill.

The other two Jiumengzi saw their companions were sent flying by Song Jian's palm, not only did not have the slightest fear, but succeeded in enraging them, punching and kicking Song Jian continuously.

Song Jian's body became very sensitive. He who was squatting on the ground suddenly jumped up and jumped more than three meters away.

Then he raised his hands, and he didn't know how to describe the feeling at that time, as if he had become an omnipotent god.

At the same time as he raised his hands, the two Jiu Mengzi seemed to be lifted up by their necks, their bodies suspended in the air.

With a beast-like roar erupting from Song Jian's mouth, the two were thrown onto the road. Afterwards, Song Jian felt as if his strength had been drained, his legs went limp, and he fell limply on the ground.

When he woke up again, it was already late at night. As for the three wine men, they were nowhere to be found. The back of his head hurt, and when he touched it with his hand, his hair was covered with coagulated blood.

Because he grew up in a poor family, with low self-esteem and cowardice, after being injured, his first thought was not to go to the hospital for examination, but to go back to the school dormitory, where he slept for a day and a night.

Because of his personality, he didn't have any special acquaintance with the other three people in the dormitory. He was usually alone in school and didn't fit in with others.

Even if he fell asleep on the bed for a day and a night, the classmates in the dormitory never called him.

In the next two days, he never left school at all.

One of the reasons was because he was frightened by the fighting power he showed that night, and the other reason was that he was worried that the three gangsters would retaliate against him again.

If those three gangsters find themselves in the school, once the school finds out, he will definitely be punished.

Just now, he just dreamed that the three gangsters brought the police to the school to accuse him of beating others, and fled in fear of crime. The school not only wanted to expel him, but even the police wanted to arrest him.

After waking up, it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He looked around blankly and realized that he was dreaming. The heart that was about to jump out of his throat calmed down.

Although almost three days had passed since he was beaten, and the back of his head had scabbed over, it still hurt to the touch.

Cuckoo!
At this moment, his stomach growled uncontrollably.

He spent the past three days in fear, only had two meals, and then he slept from last night until this afternoon, and his stomach was already terribly hungry.

University is not like high school, even if you are skipping class, as long as it is not a particularly important class, the instructor will generally not bother.

Song Jian, who has been student No. [-] since he was a child, has never skipped a class, but now it is not what it used to be, and he only wants to reduce the panic and loneliness in his heart by escaping.

But now he was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore, so he turned over and got out of bed, washed his face, and dragged his hungry body out of the dormitory.

Although it was only a short three days without going out decently, but the sunlight hit Song Jian's body, making him uncomfortable.

It was already past lunch time, and he was about to faint from hunger, so he had no choice but to walk out of the school gate and go to the fly restaurant outside to eat.

After walking out of the school gate, facing a dazzling array of restaurants, he touched the scattered banknotes in his pocket, and finally walked into a noodle shop, and ordered a bowl of plain noodles without pork shreds.

When the steaming hot noodles were brought to the table, Song Jian picked up his chopsticks and began to gobble them up.

"Xiao Song, eat slowly, don't choke. What have you been up to recently? I haven't seen you for several days. Why is your face so pale? Is there something uncomfortable?"

The owner of the noodle shop is a middle-aged woman in her 50s.

Because Song Jian often comes to her place to eat noodles, she is also very familiar with Song Jian.

Every time Song Jian came to eat noodles, he would choose plain noodles that cost three to seven yuan. Every time the proprietress would cook some more noodles for Song Jian to make him full.

"I've been busy in class recently!"

Song Jian was not good at words, after a simple perfunctory sentence, he continued to eat noodles.

After a large bowl of noodles and soup were all eaten up, Song Jian felt that he had regained some strength. After finding out seven yuan from a large pile of banknotes and putting them on the table, he got up and left.

However, when he just walked out of the noodle shop and was about to go back to school, he didn't know whether he was nervous or suffering from hallucinations. He always felt that someone on the side of the road was staring at him, as if he was staring at a criminal.

"Did the three drunks really call the police?"

The more timid a person is, the more he loves fantasy.

Thinking of this, Song Jian couldn't help speeding up his pace.

When he just walked to the school gate, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing from behind him, which made him shiver involuntarily.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and found that at some point, a woman was standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?"

Song Jian was startled by this sudden woman, he asked subconsciously.

The woman has a very plump figure, wearing a low-cut navel-baring dress, a pair of denim shorts underneath, and a light makeup on her face, which is very sexy.

The girl looked at Song Jian with a smile, and said, "Song Jian, don't get me wrong, I am your friend."

"friend?"

Song Jian looked suspiciously at the sexy woman in front of him, swallowed involuntarily, and at the same time recalled the identity of the other party in his mind.

Although he is relatively timid and introverted, he usually trembles even when talking to the female teacher.

But at this moment, he was still deeply attracted by the sexy woman in front of him, so he boldly stared at the woman's chest impartially.

The woman covered her mouth and giggled, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Hearing such blunt words, Song Jian's face turned red immediately, and he reluctantly looked away.

"This is not a place to talk, let's go, there is a secluded place in front, let's sit and talk? How?"

The woman clasped her hands in front of her chest, taking a panoramic view of Song Jian's heartless and cowardly appearance.

But she didn't mean to be angry, instead she found Song Jian very interesting.

Seeing that Song Jian refused to answer for a long time, she smiled and asked, "What? You, a big man, are afraid that your sister will eat you?"

Die under the peony flower, be a ghost and be romantic, fight!

Song Jian, who hadn't done anything about his personnel, had a blank mind at this time. To put it simply, his eyes were already attracted by the whiteness in front of him, and he nodded unconsciously without suspecting the other party's identity at all.

"Let's go!"

As the woman spoke, she reached out and gently hugged Song Jian's arm, and walked towards a flower bed across the road.

Song Jianchang was so old, and it was the first time he had such intimate contact with such a beautiful woman. He suddenly felt as if he was stepping on a cloud under his feet, and let the other party lead him into the flower bed.

"sit down!"

The woman sat down holding Song Jian's arm.

Only then did Song Jian come back to his senses, and stammered, he asked, "What do you want from me? Who are you?"

The woman covered her mouth and giggled, her delicate appearance was about to capture Song Jian's heart: "Didn't I tell you just now? I'm your friend. Let me tell you this, three nights ago I already know what happened."

hum!
No matter how obsessed Song Jian was, he had come to his senses at this moment: "Are you those three drunks looking for revenge on me?"

"You think too much."

The woman smiled gently, and said: "If you still feel that you are still angry, I can ask someone to bring those three drunks here immediately and give them to you to deal with, how about it?"

Hearing that it wasn't the three drunks who came here to take revenge on him, Song Jian's heart sank, and he asked curiously, "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

The woman suddenly leaned forward, clinging to Song Jian's body, raised her arm and pointed to a plastic bottle not far away, and murmured in Song Jian's ear: "Concentrate on looking at that plastic bottle, Then crush it."

Song Jian felt that this woman's voice seemed to have magical powers. The moment he looked at the plastic bottle, the feeling that night came to his heart again.

He slowly raised his hand and made a fist gesture, the plastic bottle made a clicking sound, and then was twisted into a ball.

Looking at the plastic bottle, Song Jian was startled, and suddenly turned to look at the woman.

But because the woman was clinging to him, as soon as he turned his head, his lips swept across her face.

That touch instantly made him shiver.

Not only did the woman not blame Song Jian, but she said coquettishly, "You men are all of the same virtue. I thought you were a decent man. I didn't expect you to be the same as them."

Song Jian has completely fallen into the gentleness, shook his head frantically, and said: "No, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

Seeing Song Jian's tiger-headed and tiger-headed appearance, the woman giggled and said, "Okay, I didn't mean to blame you, and I also know that you didn't mean it."

After saying this, she changed the subject and said, "It seems that you are indeed the person I'm looking for."

"What are you looking for me for?"

Song Jian asked stupidly.

"Of course you join us, why? Don't you want to be with your sister?"

The woman hugged Song Jian's arm tightly and acted coquettishly.

At this time, Song Jian nodded frantically as if possessed, "I am willing, sister, as long as I can be with you, even if it means breaking my ribs and making soup for you, I am also willing."

"loquacious!"

The woman covered her mouth and giggled, then took out a mobile phone and a check from her satchel: "Here, this is for you."

Looking at the Apple 31 and the amount of 20 on the check, Song Jian was stunned.

"This is just a little jackpot that my sister gave you. As long as you are willing to join us, you can receive so much money every month in the future."

After the woman finished speaking, she put her head next to Song Jian's ear in a coquettish way: "As long as you do things for my sister, you may not be able to get my sister one day."

When Song Jian came back to his senses, the sexy woman had disappeared, and he was still holding the check and the iPhone in his hand.

Although he didn't know the origin of that woman, and he didn't know what he would do for her in the future, but he was afraid of being poor since he was a child, and he couldn't control such a huge sum of money for a long time, let alone being able to do it. Get a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy.

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the deal was not a loss.