After Becoming a Little |

What?The campus was greened last semester?Then you can pull it out and change the position and plant it again, so that students can keep the campus fresh.

So considering that the price of the server alone is more than 5 million, the No. [-] computer room of Dongshan University seems to be inconspicuous, and there is only a place used by Yu Yu, a house girl. I am afraid that what is hidden is not just a student's dream.

Sister Niu lowered her eyes: "I don't really understand these things, it's Ah Rui who usually pays attention to it—and besides, it's all his own money, what's the problem?"

The Fourth Young Master was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head and smiled helplessly, and raised his hands in surrender: "Don't get me wrong, I have no other intentions, just asking out of curiosity..."

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the conference room, and everyone looked over in astonishment. After a while, there was another series of noises, which looked like a big Erha was tearing down the house.

Lianhua subconsciously wanted to open the door to take a look, but before she reached out and grabbed the doorknob, the door of the meeting room was opened from the inside, and Aliya patted the dust on the nightgown that did not exist. Come out, the expression is very subtle.

Lianhua looked at Aliya in surprise: "Aya, are you—are you alright?"

"It's okay, what can I do?" Aliya scratched her head: "Let's go, I haven't washed my face and brushed my teeth yet, somewhere I feel that someone doubts my image as a little fairy..."

"Uh... what were you doing in there just now? It felt so noisy all of a sudden."

"Hey, don't mention it, the nerd girl Yu from the information department is simply..."

Aliya thought about the adjectives, and sighed helplessly: "It's simply incomprehensible! Everyone is a girl, and she actually told me that she wanted to touch my ass, and said that as long as I let her point out, please I drink milk tea, and I still haven’t figured out what’s going on.”

As she spoke, she took a sip of the milk tea in her hand, showing Yue Mingzhong's bewildered expression: "The children nowadays, one by one, don't know what they are usually thinking about, it is really confusing."

"..."

Lianhua blinked, and turned to look at the scene in the meeting room.

The former president wrote something expressionless, focused and pure, like a blind man who doesn't hear anything out of the window.

And that otaku girl You, who is said to be a genius in the Department of Information, is lying on the table at this moment, clutching her buttocks, her cheeks are red, her eyes are as moist as Baotu Springs, showing an expression of the morning after the incident.

"?!"

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A hotel in Japan

The once radiant Goddess of Light wriggled her head out of the quilt, looked around sleepily, and subconsciously reached out to pull the bell beside the bed.

Then she remembered that this was a hotel and there were no bells.

"Ah... grandma is right, it's good to be at home for a thousand days, but it's difficult to go out..."

After murmuring a few words in the Republic language in a low voice, she reached out and grabbed the landline on the bedside table to call her clumsy assistant.

The stupid girl assistant is a girl with a crying cat head emoji, but when she is not crying, she can still work diligently like the wealthy daughter Jessica in Tomorrow's Ganzhou.

A group of maids dressed in American style came in and gently helped Goddess of Light change her clothes. The stupid girl assistant watched for a while before she remembered what she should do, so she opened the tablet: " Hmm...President, the Osiri you arranged yesterday—"

"Call me Miss Bernice." The Goddess of Light interrupted her: "The other little things don't need to occupy my waking time. Let's talk about the domestic developments."

"Okay, Miss Bernice." The assistant of the stupid girl flipped through many pages before she found the so-called important things: "Domestic...President Donald wants to start a trade war with the Republic again. He is contacting Wall Street recently. giant."

"He is really a monarch who is unwilling to be peaceful."

Facing the floor-to-ceiling mirror and straightening her collar, Miss Bernice looked around at her long skirt and turned around in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror: "Change one, I want to wear a more gorgeous color today, because Invite a few guests over to get to know each other...you all go out and bring over your fancy dresses."

The maids bowed slightly: "Follow your wishes."

"Color can actually represent an era. In the 60s, the global economy gradually recovered after the Second World War. The popular colors in that period were all strong, bold, bright and eye-catching colors with extremely high saturation. Because of that The main force in the consumer market at that time was the new generation born after World War II. They rebelled against traditional values ​​and mainstream culture, but were full of curiosity and love for new things. This prompted American popular culture to quickly spread to Europe and even the world In the world, culture influences the concept of consumption, and the concept of consumption drives the market..."

Saying this, Miss Bernice took off her clothes, thought about it and took off her underwear, and looked at her naked body in the mirror: "At that time, Millican was in its heyday. With the lingering prestige of military victory, Millikin has established its dominant position for 50 years in one fell swoop, and the whole world must agree with Millikin’s values—is our president thinking about any interesting game? What color is Millikin today? "

The maids picked up all the clothes, exited the room, and closed the door.

The stupid girl assistant couldn't understand these twists and turns, she gave up thinking at all, just turned the information to the last page, and crushed her boss's show off forcefully, it can be said to be extremely decisive: "Today, your itinerary is In the morning, we will visit Dongdu University, and at noon we will invite...uh, Miss Song Fuqu and Miss Song Xiaomei, the heirs of the Song family in the southeast of the Republic, to have lunch with you."

"President Donald's greatest contribution should be his distinctive hairstyle and various private mansions as a big real estate developer. This has become an excellent gathering place for the citizens of the United States to protest. Those who have no time to go to the White House to protest can now go to the nearest Protested, this is probably his great contribution to American democracy? I remember that he seems to have Donald Towers all over the world, and now the opportunity to interact with people around the world is also—"

"Go to the Imperial Palace in the afternoon to visit His Majesty the Heisei Emperor Akihito who has abdicated!" The stupid girl assistant raised her voice, read the content on the tablet, and tried to interrupt her: "For dinner, we invite the daughter of the chairman of the Leah Foundation , Miss Alia, have dinner with you!"

"..."

Looking up at the ceiling, Miss Bernice was silent for a few seconds, and then turned her head to look at her stupid girl assistant: "Your bonus for this week is gone."

"Oh."

"...next week's is gone."

"Huh? Do I get a bonus next week?"

"……do not have it?"

"You have deducted it before."

"Then I say deduct your bonus for this week—"

"Well, I was detained in the first place. Let me see... it should be detained for three months." The stupid girl turned over the tablet, and then looked at her boss seriously: "Miss Bernice, I always thought it was according to the It was deducted sequentially, so it was repeatedly deducted this week?"

"..."

Miss Bernice crossed her arms naked and put her chin on her chest and began to meditate. After a while, she nodded: "I didn't make it clear, so the previous ones are invalid. We must abide by the rules of the game... It's like Between countries, the rules of the game are equally important, Donner—”

"Miss Bernice! You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I'll ask about the menu in the kitchen!" The stupid girl assistant yelled and ran out, as if fleeing for her life.

She put the tablet on the table and didn't take it away.

"Osiris," she called to the tablet.

"Glad to hear your voice, Mr. Bernice. 』The interface of the tablet changed, and an orange three-dimensional light ball rotated on it, and a soft female voice came out.

"Turn on standalone mode."

"...The independent mode has been activated. 』Osiris’ voice changed from a soft female voice to a slightly stiff electronic synthesized voice.

"Issue a dark web mission and send someone to investigate the maid who is in charge of my daily life." Miss Bernice looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows covered by curtains: "How dare you install a bugging device in my clothes? It seems that someone is trying to Touching something they shouldn't be coveting, don't you think?"

"I feel that you will continue to make the Mellon family great. 』

"Mellon blew the whistle, Hoover rang the bell, Wall Street gave the signal, and Millikin rushed to hell." Miss Bernice lowered her eyes: "Nothing is ever great forever, even the so-called God."

"Yes, you are right - the dark web mission has been released successfully, do you have any other orders?" 』

"How are you feeling this morning? I mean those students at Dongshan University in the Republic."

"They are all elite talents with great potential, and I found three talents who can achieve a comprehensive evaluation score of 65 or more. I need to issue a survey task. Do you plan to recruit them?" 』

"No, some people, never bow down, so they just cooperate, like—"

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and the maids rushed into the room pushing the clothes rack.

Glancing at the maids, Miss Bernice withdrew her gaze and continued to look at her figure: "Just like today's weather, let's talk about some interesting things today in history."

"Yes, Miss Bernice, on this day in 1915, the famous scientist Albert Einstein developed the general theory of relativity; Technology has cultivated early human embryos, causing an uproar. Governments around the world responded immediately and unanimously opposed human cloning; on this day in 2001, Cuban leader Fidel Castro passed away...』

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Aliya went to appease her mother as a routine, and the biological dormancy equipment will be delivered tomorrow night. For this reason, the Song family has specially arranged a large ship—the plane can’t fit those equipment, and the Song family’s cargo plane wants to load them. It needs to be specially modified to get in, but it will take half a day to think about it, so there is no rush.

Alia's singing voice is getting better and better. The key point for a soul traveler to choose a body is to have a high enough fit. It is amazing to say that there is almost no overlap between Alia's own hobbies and the original owner's little angel. God knows this How did the fit come about, but there is no doubt that she has gradually controlled her body now, and even her singing voice can be beautiful and charming.

"Who can tell me~ Is there such a pen~ can draw a pair of eyes that don't shed tears~~"

The singing echoed, and even the five-story pathology research department could faintly hear the faint singing that seemed to come from outside the sky.

Standing in the lobby of the hospital building, Erjo Yujie stood still and listened to the ethereal voice that seemed to be unreal, but lingered in her ears and refused to dissipate.

"From now on, there is no need to separate the heaven and the earth that love each other ~ the moon and the sun can meet again in the same sky ~"

"Youth that hasn't turned bad ~ love that hasn't been lost ~ all promises are as eternal as stars..."

Sister Erjo put her hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, she subconsciously touched her arm, and the feeling of taking off the bandage immediately after waking up made her feel like she was still living in a dream.

Such a powerful healing ability made her struggle for a long time before she made up her mind to set foot in the affiliated hospital of Randolph Bio-Pharmaceutical Group as an individual—after all, this kind of group that hides its terrifying technical strength but does not make it public, either Because they don't have this technology, they pretend to be mysterious, or they are flattered and killed.

Or it is a very broad picture, playing a big game of chess.

Ertiao Yujie of the Great Chess Party stopped for a moment, and only after the singing disappeared, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number on her business card.

After a while, the phone was connected, and a man's voice came out: "Hello?"

"Hello, are you Miss Gujia? I'm in the hospital now—"

"No, you made a mistake."

"..."

Hearing the "beep-beep-" sound coming from the mobile phone, Nijo Yujie looked at the phone number again with some doubts, and replayed it after confirming that it was correct: "Hello? Hello, I met you last night That female police officer over there, I—”

"You made a mistake!"

"Hello...Hello?"

And when Sister Erjo Yu was still upset, Brother Qiangqiang was also upset.

Aliya put down her mother's weird hand, tucked her in the quilt, walked out and looked at the strong brother in the office next to her: "What's wrong?"

On the computer screen in front of Brother Qiangqiang, there was a girl lying on a hospital bed. Even though her cheeks were slightly thinner due to illness, she could still be seen to have a hot American style.

He looked sideways at Aliya, and sighed: "Miss, it's okay, it's just someone who made a wrong call—Alba, listen to me! It's really not a uniform temptation... Yes, you know I don't like it What kind of nurse, policewoman, etc..."

Aliya walked in and looked at the girl on the screen curiously. The other party looked at Aliya's pure eyes through the camera, pursed her lips for a few seconds, and then smiled: "Nice to meet you, I'm Randolph's... friend, and my name is Alba."

"Hi, I'm his friend too, and my name is Alia." After introducing herself, Alia elbowed Brother Qiangqiang and lowered her voice: "Didn't you say you've reached home run? Why are you still just a friend? "

"Fiancee! Missy, she is my fiancee!"

Brother Qiangqiang said while grabbing the screen with both hands, as if grabbing the other person's shoulders, and emphasized to the girl on the screen: "Remember you are my fiancée! You will always be!"

Aliya scratched her face: "You mean to hang on to others like this for the rest of your life, and stay unmarried like this?"

"……That was not what I meant."

"I think that's what you mean." Aliya crossed her arms, stood up straight, and looked contemptuous.

"Yes, I think you mean that too." The girl on the screen rarely made a joke, showing a mischievous expression.

"jingle bell~"

The phone rang again, Brother Qiangqiang looked at the number, and couldn't help showing a 'my mother' expression: "Won't she check the phone number seriously?"

"I'm coming!" Aliya raised her hand to stop Brother Qiangqiang, quite similar to the style of the policeman played by Wenwen raising his hand to stop Deng Chao from talking in the classic "Mermaid".

She grabbed the phone: "Hello, this is Hu Jiantie Guanyin Tea Garden, my grandpa recently picked some new—"