This president was contracted by me

The next day, almost all major newspapers in City A published such a piece of news, not only with pictures and reports, but also with various headlines to attract attention, such as "Shocked!"Boys go to college just to meet girls", "Be my girlfriend, I'll give you back the vegetable garden" and so on.A well-known author on Weibo solemnly condemned this behavior of bullying others for the sake of wealth and inhumanity with rich knowledge and fierce words, and expressed deep doubts about the education of contemporary teenagers.

Once these remarks were published, they quickly aroused heated discussions among the people. Several god-level figures on Weibo actually forwarded this statement and made concise comments on this statement.And tens of thousands of fans were pleasantly surprised to find that Shuimu Zhiya, who had not spoken for a hundred years, said a word on Weibo for the first time!

"My friend tried to stop it, but was injured by the other party's bodyguard."

As soon as this sentence came out, it was like a bomb thrown into the sea, causing thousands of splashes!Fans expressed their great love for Shuimu Zhiya and their concern for his friends, and they interpreted the word Aiwujiwu vividly.All of a sudden, voices of denunciation on Weibo grew like mushrooms after a spring rain, and many topics such as #我爸是宅审#, #今天你用豆园打妹#, #学习我家开#, #女子，你的内容是我接受#, #爱不爱都痛，我的重途王子# and so on became all the rage. In just one night, the vegetable garden incident became popular all over the Internet at an unscientific speed!

"Thank you, everyone. I hope that D will make a decision." After typing these contents and clicking send, Yan Muyuan smiled slightly, just like Han Jinghui made medicinal food for him. Help, sometimes only one reason is needed.

He thought, just help.

Han Jinghui, who was a supporting role in the topic, was completely unaware of these things that happened one night.Yesterday afternoon, he received his school uniform, a very simple style, all white with piping.There is an obvious big black D mark on the right chest, and there are exquisite buttons on the two cuffs.

Han Jinghui stood in front of the mirror and straightened his neckline, then nodded with satisfaction. He was indeed the most handsome, bar none.

Taking the bus to the employer's house to make breakfast, Han Jinghui Sparta, who was going to enter the school gate at [-]:[-], was stuck.

How do you get in when the school gate is so crowded, fly over!

"Sir, let me go." Han Jinghui patted the tall man in front of him. The man carried a big black guy on his right shoulder. He looked like Wang Ermazi, who was chopping firewood in the next village. Look for black wood to chop, and when you're done, carry it on your shoulders and bring it back.

The man shook his hands impatiently, standing stubbornly at the front line of the job, blocking Han Jinghui in a daze.

He had no choice but to turn his head to a woman next to him and said, "Would you please let me go?"

The woman held the microphone, looking forward to it, not giving him any attention.They were all reporters from newspapers and magazines in City A. No, they flocked to them as soon as they heard the news, seriously hindering the traffic outside the school.

"Let's make room?" Han Jinghui didn't have the habit of not being punctual, and he always took time very seriously after being stuck here for 5 minutes.

No one paid attention to him, he squeezed in, and was blocked out again after a while.

The veins on Han Jinghui's forehead popped up: "Get out of the way, all of you!" The roar exploded in the crowd, Han Jinghui couldn't bear it anymore, he threw the schoolbag on his shoulders in, grabbed the railing of the gate with his hands, stood on his head, and stood on both sides at the same time. Clamping the upper part of the railing with the legs, twisting the body, kicking the legs to borrow strength, and performing two beautiful backflips at the moment of landing, and picked up the schoolbag on the ground.

=口= The expressions of the reporters were exactly the same, but the eyes of the tall man before were blazing, and the shoe prints on his head showed his presence carelessly.

Where no one noticed, a reporter wearing glasses quietly exited the crowd. "Yes!" He ran a few steps and jumped three feet high excitedly.The boy was wearing the school uniform of d university, so he could tell he was a student of d university at a glance.And D University is on the cusp of the school gate vegetable garden incident, so you don't need to think about it to know that this video will be very popular!

He was fed up with the bitch face of that female colleague calling him back and forth, relying on his dirty affairs with his boss to make it look like two hundred and fifty.When this video was brought back to the TV station, he might not be promoted, but he would definitely get a salary increase. At least it would be worthwhile for him to be bullied.

The man in glasses, who was immersed in his fantasy, didn't notice at all, and a tall boy who also wore the uniform of University D was following behind him.The boy stepped forward quickly, and grabbed the man's wrist with a grab. With a little force, the camera fell vertically from his hand.

The man with eyes was about to bend down to pick it up, when the boy behind him picked up the camera first.He took out the tape inside and squeezed it hard. The tape almost turned into powder and floated down.

"What are you doing, you're sick!" The man in glasses snatched back the camera distressedly, wiped off the dirt on his head, and then glared at the boy angrily.

"Heh, who do you think is sick?" The person who came was Gu Gui, his deep voice came over, coupled with the hand he just showed, the man with glasses shrank a little in fright.

He is not a bold person, otherwise he would not be reduced to the point of being manipulated by his colleagues.The man with eyes clenched his fists and encouraged himself in his heart.

"Do you dare to say it again?" Gu Gui clenched his fists, his giggling voice and mocking expression on his face, it seemed that he really wanted to hit someone - even though the other party was wearing a university uniform.

Yes, D University uniform!

The glasses man's eyes lit up, and he felt as if he had caught something.He suddenly put the camera on the ground, and lay down on the ground at the same time: "You've hit someone, help me!" The panicked voice imitated ten percent.

Gu Gui's eyes darkened, he looked at the bustling crowd at the school gate, if they didn't stop it, it would only make the noise worse.He gritted his teeth, and compromised seemingly with difficulty: "How about we make a deal?"

……

Principal D's face was gloomy, and he tapped the table with his hand: "Tell me, what should we do!"

Professor Wang pushed his glasses: "This kind of student violates the school's morals, and it is recommended to be expelled." He took a sip of the tea in his hand calmly, and continued: "D University is fighting for the model university in the city. I very doubt that this student is Not a spy sent by another school."

"Professor Wang, it's not right for you to say that. Doubting a student without evidence, is this the ideological consciousness of a political teacher?"

Professor Wang took another sip of tea, unaware that everyone's eyes were on him: "Teacher Xu, you don't need to defend anyone here, please don't use your eloquence in this kind of place, if you are tired of being a teacher , if you want to change careers."

Professor Wang lectures on politics, and many political elites from d University have been taught by him, so apart from the principal and vice president, he is the oldest in d university.

Teacher Xu was speechless. He had been a lawyer for more than ten years before he switched to a lecturer. In terms of qualifications, he was no better than Professor Wang.

"Ahem," the principal put his fist on his lower lip and cleared his throat, "Professor Wang is right, do the other teachers have any other suggestions?" As he spoke, he winked at Professor Wu.

"Uh... this Gu is so-and-so, he has money, education is good, Gu's is a rich man." Really, let him open his eyes and tell nonsense, let him say that this kind of student should be dragged out and beheaded.

You can also get them a free human body.

"Well, what Professor Wu said is also quite right. I'll just make a demerit and educate him. By the way, which department is he from?" The principal smiled and looked like a good old man.

"Finance Department." Professor Mu said coldly, "I will go and talk to him."

Everyone present trembled unnaturally. Professor Mu, a gold medal lecturer in the Department of Finance, was exuding coldness all the time. The students nicknamed him, the cold face of Hades.

……

"Okay, that's the end of today's class." Professor Wu finished his lecture in the morning. Before leaving, he said a few more words: "There are a lot of media in the school these two days. If you want to show your face on TV You can definitely walk around the gate a few more times and have a chance encounter with journalists and friends. However, the school will follow up on your actions at any time, so don’t say the wrong thing.”

"I'll go, go to TV, Jing Hui, are you going?" A boy with a round face looked at Han Jinghui with bright eyes.

Han Jinghui frowned: "What is the media?" This little fat man is also from the countryside, and he sat next to him all morning.

They quickly became friends, all thanks to this classmate's familiarity. When the professor talks in class, he also talks, and when the professor stops, he also stops. The synchronization rate is so high, I really wonder if they are father and son...

What a headache, but fortunately he has a quick hand and took most of the notes.

The little fat man shook his head: "The media, it should be those paparazzi with camera microphones."

Han Jinghui asked suspiciously: "Paparazzi?" Isn't that a curse?

"Everyone calls them that, probably to praise them for their pervasiveness?" The little fat man smiled, and two steamed buns bulged out on the baby's fat face.

Speaking of which, he was so hungry and wanted to pee.

For the university class, he just wanted to say that it is the same as the Nanfu battery in the advertisement, one battery is longer than six batteries!When the old man taught him, there were six classes a morning, from foreign languages ​​to acupuncture to traditional Chinese medicine and its application, without repetition.

Also asked the students to go to the bathroom secretly, so that the get out of class is not over!For Han Jinghui, who is studious, he would rather be suffocated to death by urinating than attend lectures, this is the principle!

Han Jinghui packed his schoolbag and ran towards the door of the classroom with tears streaming down his face. If he delays any longer, he has no doubt that he will become the first college student to be suffocated to death by urine!

"Boom!" Han Jinghui slammed into a person hard, but what was even more tragic was that the other person was much stronger than him, and he was thrown backwards.

"Hey, even though I haven't seen you for more than a month, you don't have to be so enthusiastic! You, you still don't let go, forget it, let me hug you for a while." There was a look of compassion on his face, but this classmate, Can you let go of your hand, but why is the voice so familiar?

Han Jinghui looked up, surprised: "Gu Gui?! Why is it you!"

"Nonsense, of course it's me, otherwise who else would you want!" Gu Gui gritted his teeth.

Han Jinghui was about to shake his head when he heard Xia Mian's voice: "Xiaohui, I'm here to pick you up!"

Facing Gu Gui's face that suddenly turned black, he only felt that he was hurting internally from holding back, as expected, he should sneak away to go to the bathroom during class next time...