Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

The maple forest in the backyard was lush and colorful, with different shades of red as dazzling as the sunset in the sky. The maple leaves swayed gently in the evening breeze, making rustling sounds, and fluttered down like snowflakes. They fell on the ground and piled up into a thick layer, like a red carpet, soft and fluffy.

If Ji Shumiao had not been brought here for training, he would have been intoxicated by such scenery.

The reason was that Yinlang and Yinxiao were both here these two days. Somehow, they thought Ji Shumiao lacked the ability to protect herself in an emergency, so they decided to teach her a few tricks to protect herself. Waterloo! The Waterloo of their special forces career! Shame! Shame in life!

Ji Shumiao was too weak, and none of her tricks worked. When the danger came, the most she could do was tickle the enemy.

Yinxiao shook his head in disappointment: "You lack exercise."

Ji Shumiao shrank his neck: "It's... it's okay."

Hidden Owl: "It's okay...right? Your tennis court is covered in spider webs!"

Ji Shumiao argued: "Auntie will clean it, so there won't be any spider webs."

Hidden Wolf: "From now on, you will carry a load for ten kilometers every day."

Ji Shumiao was horrified: "Are you talking like a human being?!"

"I'm a girl, do you think I'm the same as us?" Yin Xiao gave him an elbow, "Three times a week, three kilometers each time. Start like this, and when you find it easy, increase it."

"I don't want to!!!" Ji Shumiao pretended to lie down and roll over, "I'm going to make a scene! I hate running!"

Yin Xiao said in a deep voice: "Without a strong body, how can you achieve great things!"

Hidden Wolf: "You fall down when the wind blows and melt when the sun shines. With your small body, you still want to be a big boss?"

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

I'm going to hell, who won't go with me?

Ji Shumiao pointed at Xiaoyu's villa and said, "I want Xiaoyu to be with me! And don't let Tongtong go either. Exercise should start from childhood!"

It's a pity that Brother Lang is not here, so they can't share the happiness together. Ji Shumiao sighs and feels deeply regretful.

Their previous home was not far from Peking University. After moving here, Qin Yun and Qin Rong renovated the two houses according to the preferences of young people and left them for them to live in while they went to college.

During the more than one month that Lang Ge has been in college, the number of times he has been home can be counted on one hand.

It is understandable, after all, university life is rich and colorful.

After running three kilometers, Ji Shumiao took a hot bath, threw himself into the soft big bed, pulled up a corner of the quilt, turned over, and rolled up the Meow Meow Burrito perfectly.

"Go to sleep~" Ji Shumiao closed his eyes happily and contentedly.

But things don't always go as planned. Before she could meet Zhou Gong, her cell phone rang.

It’s twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, and that’s what The Ring is all about.

Ji Shumiao's teeth were almost broken. Seeing that it was Du Zixi, he became even angrier: "You'd better come to me with something serious! Is it one of your idols who has been ruined, or you..."

"Your brother..." Du Zixi interrupted her and said, "It's your brother who's been ruined this time. Look at the hot searches in the city. It's going viral."

Ji Shumiao's head was buzzing, and he opened several popular social software with trembling hands.

She didn't need to look for them, Du Zixi had already pushed them to her one by one.

——Come to Esvera Bar! The second-generation rich get drunk for love and pay for everything!

——She is handsome and rich, but she was dumped. Which woman is so awesome?

——A deep dive into the whole history of the bar lover’s miserable unrequited love!

——The true identity of the bar lover is revealed, he is actually the Milk Tea Prince!

——It turns out that romantic people are only born in rich families!

——Is there a need for a substitute for the rich second generation who is hurt by love? I am a professional makeup artist, I can create any look you like!

——The person above, you are still looking for a job, but the brave ones have already posted it!

——Breaking news! The second-generation rich man and the hot beauty danced closely in the bar, which was disgusting...

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The more Ji Shumiao watched, the more his head started buzzing. Some of the videos were particularly widely circulated, with each one receiving more views than the last.

The flickering lights in the bar teased everyone's nerves. Ji Shulang was surrounded by a group of people, pouring glass after glass of drinks of various colors into his mouth, laughing with a distorted face, taking out a wad of banknotes from his wallet and throwing it up, clapping and laughing, then falling into the booth, watching the people around him scramble for the money.

Ji Shulang behaved in a very ugly manner, just like a second-generation rich man who had been drained of money and alcohol, sex and violence.

As an alcoholic in his previous life, Ji Shumiao knew very well that mixing different kinds of alcohol is the easiest way to get drunk.

In the second video, Ji Shulang leaned dejectedly on the sofa in the bar. The waiter bent over and said something to him. Ji Shulang got tired of listening and took out his bank card from his wallet and threw it to him: "Stop talking nonsense, I've paid for the entire meal tonight, get out!"

"Who is she? She doesn't want my money. There are many people who want my money!" Ji Shulang yelled and cried.

Yes, there are women who are after his money.

The most circulated videos showed Ji Shulang dancing with a woman in his arms. Ji Shulang looked unconscious and fell on the woman's chest. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, and both of them were in disarray...

Ji Shumiao gritted his teeth and called someone to ask them to remove the trending search. It spread so quickly, and there was no telling how many people were fanning the flames and secretly watching the joke.

While talking on the phone, Ji Shumiao quickly changed his clothes and went out, knocking on the doors of Yinlang and Yinxiao: "I need to go out now, and I need you guys."

"You're dead, Ji Shulang. I promise you're absolutely dead!" Ji Shumiao muttered with gritted teeth while holding the phone. He called the bank and asked them to freeze Ji Shulang's card.

Most people in the house were asleep. Ji Shumiao secretly opened the door, Yinlang drove the car out of the garage, and the three of them went straight to the bar where Ji Shulang was.