The light of dawn

Propaganda Department.

The extended version of the leather luxury sofa, one person leaning on the back of the sofa with legs crossed and arms wide open, the black and soft long hair is loosely tied, casually draped over the back, exquisite eyebrows and eyes, eyes rippling , seems passionate and ruthless, thin and red lips, a well-cut and highly textured dark red shirt, the neckline is moderately wide open, revealing a white and delicate collarbone, slender legs, different from Murong Yu's evildoer but reserved, this person He is always showing his presence to the outside world, flamboyant and unrestrained. If it weren't for the clear bulge on his neck, many people would mistake him for the fighting sister among the royal sisters, and they would kneel down and beg to lick their [toes] .

The domineering 'Sister Yu' who just finished the interview is none other than Chenxi's well-known head of the Propaganda Department——Wei Liang, who is known as a pseudo-mother in the world.

As the name suggests, the pseudo-mother not only has a face that is indistinguishable between male and female, but also is surprisingly coquettish in her attire. She is definitely a stand out among the crowd.

As we all know, Chenxi's famous luxury rose garden——Lianghua Yiyuan is owned by him.

Sitting opposite him, Murong Yu, who was not inferior in appearance and ability, took a sip of tea lightly.

Standing beside him were the bewildered Xiao Ye and the silent Chu Liu.

The puppet smiled slightly, showing her flair: "Have you thought about how to compensate me?" The well-groomed garden was ruined into a mess, and even a well-cultivated puppet couldn't help but turn pale with anger.

"Money, we'll pay you. You can make a price." Murong Yu calmly put down his teacup with a calm expression. Losing money is easy to say, but I'm afraid he doesn't want money.

The hypocrite sneered: "Everyone knows that your Ministry of Finance and Economics is rich and powerful, but I'm not so stingy that I even care about this little money with you."

Sure enough, Murong Yu sighed silently, and had no choice but to give her capable subordinates a good look at themselves, and they fell into the hands of the perverted and coquettish pseudo-mother, and the journey was safe.

Chu Liu raised his head and looked coldly at the smiling pseudo-mother: "Just tell me, what do you want?"

Can you pay attention to the occasion, you brat!Xiao Ye raised her forehead, the hypocrite is notoriously perverted, if he still handles her, she will be treated like a scumbag!

The pseudo-mother smiled appreciatively: "Courage! The sixth day of junior high school is not bad, it's pretty good! I like hard bones the most." The conversation changed, full of malice, "Especially the moment they were smashed."

Xiao Ye trembled when he heard the words, touched his nose, and sighed: "This matter is also due to my poor discipline as a senior. I am willing to bear joint and several responsibilities." Two people are better than one.

"It seems that you are all willing? Murong Yu, what do you want to say?" The puppet girl smiled heartily, and the anger that was suppressed in her heart disappeared instantly.

"If you break something by yourself, you should bear it yourself." Murong Yu looked at his subordinates calmly, he had expected that it would develop like this.

"What I want is your words." The pseudo-mother changed her posture casually, folded her hands, and smiled lightly: "However, don't be too nervous. Although I am not a good person, I am not too bad."

Seeing everyone's face believing that you are a ghost, the pseudo-mother was not annoyed, she turned her head to think for a while, and said casually: "By the way, there is a very important measure in my garden care, but I have been in a state of emergency shortage, can I Could you please help my flowers with some natural fertilizers? To be more specific, it is Yonedako, and the time is not long, one week is enough, do you understand?"

Murong Yu choked instantly when he heard the words: Cough...cough cough...

Sixth day: ...

Xiao Ye: ...This matter really has nothing to do with me. Is it too late for me to quit now?

Chu Liu bowed his head and pondered for a while, then looked up at Xiao Ye, his eyes were sincere and outrageous: "Senior, let's work hard together." That matter is so beautiful that I cannot bear it alone.

Xiao Ye, who can't be immortal: ... Grass.

And in the eyes of the gold medal reporter of the Ministry of Finance and Economics, who has been silently invisible, he seemed to smell the smell of collecting treasures and making a fortune, and while quickly spreading the information about picking shit, he sighed silently: Sure enough. Opportunities are reserved for witty people - witty as I am.

The power of the media is always powerful, and the media with the latest and most exciting information is even more popular.

In less than half an hour, almost everyone in the school knew the ins and outs of the manure-picking incident and the candidates for the manure-picking incident. '" Make a bet on the banker.

Regarding this matter, the gold-medal reporter from the News Institute of the Ministry of Finance and Economics also specially interviewed their minister Murong Yu. Regarding this, a certain minister said-smiled slightly, and first highly praised his subordinates for their courage to take responsibility. , and then made a few hundred words of comments on the economic impact of gambling activities. It is clear, thoughtful, and logical. It can be summed up in one sentence-it is a fool who has money but does not make money. He is fine, and I am fine.

Xiao Ye was furious and directly printed the words 'Quickly choose the king of dung picking in your mind! ' The newspaper with the words fell to the ground hard.

Chu Liu looked a little better, but his hand holding the deformed newspaper was bruised.

Time is a poor boy, the more unlucky you are, the slower it runs.

For the first time, Chu Liu and Xiao Ye had a deep understanding of what it means to live like a year.

It was a time when the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear, but Xiao Ye and Chu Liu, who carried the dung buckets on their shoulders, looked at the crowds of people on both sides of the road, but their hearts were gloomy as if they were about to bleed.

Every time they walked through an area, they were greeted by white flashes and camera lenses.

When I was even more sick, when I walked to the area of ​​their Finance and Economics Department, the group of former friends pulled up the red banner with enthusiasm and laughter-go forward bravely on the road of picking dung!Sao years.

Xiao Ye: ... These bastards are itchy, right?

Chu Liu: ...Suddenly there is an urge to push them into the dung bucket.

What are life and death friends, that group of cheap friends who beat you to death while you were alive.

Among this group of dead friends, Mr. Bai Yan stands out in particular.

I saw him holding a loudspeaker in his hand, his fair and handsome face was unusually rosy due to excitement, Mu Han, who was sitting next to him, handed him the draft paper formed in his hand, and then took a meaningful look at the gloomy Chu Liu and Xiao Ye.

"Cough...cough, welcome to the manure picking and fertilization competition held by the Ministry of Finance and Economics. This competition is a combination of preliminaries and the two contestants. The deputy minister——Xiao Ye and the supporting partners from the Ministry of Finance and Economics——the sixth day.” As soon as the words fell, the gongs and drums team that had been on standby for a long time began to play music, and the crowd on both sides of the aisle cheered, cheering for the players they supported: Xiao Ye Xiaoye, marching forward bravely, unstoppable, the king of excrement.

Xiao Ye: Go, you, mom.

Six sons and six sons, lucky boy, with six sons in hand, I have the world.

Lunar Sixth Day: ...It's better than Senior Xiao after all.

"Wow, Mina-san is full of enthusiasm, Xiao Ye, Zai Zai, have you heard everyone's love and expectations for you? If you hear it, you must be a godfather. Okay, everyone, get ready to place your bets quickly. Look at this Let us wait and see who gets the titles of God of Dung Picking and King of Dung Casting."

Xiao Ye and Chu Liu stared at Bai Yan's gloomily, their aura was soaring, if their eyes could kill, Bai Yan would have been reincarnated many times, but he is also famous for his thick skin, I saw his playful wink Blinking eyes, turning head to cover face, pretending to be shy: "Oh, don't look at him so enthusiastically, he can't bear it~~ But he will always support you, goddamn daddy, MUA~"

Xiao Ye and Chu Liu were speechless and turned their gazes to Mu Han: Take care of your wife, don't let him get mad.

Mu Han raised his eyebrows, then grinned, his white and neat teeth almost blinded Xiao Ye's eyes: "The birds on the tree are in pairs, and the husband and wife both pick up dung~~."

Xiao Ye and Chu Liu gritted their teeth secretly: Fuck.

And Su Yanzhe, who sat in the luxury seat with the best view and the strongest ventilation, looked at Chu Liu and Xiao Ye who were suffering all kinds of hardships along the way, with a trembling smile and an extremely happy face.

Next to him was Liu Shaobai who was dug out of his quilt early in the morning: ...

It seems that there is no normal person in this academy, and no one can offend a pervert if he offends anyone.

The author has something to say:

Fuck it, licking feet is also harmonious, it's enough, my heart is full.

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