The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun and Jin Dongxue exchanged contact information, but Jin Dongxue had other things to do, and they didn't have time to talk in depth.Zhu Jun thought about it and said that if you need help, you can contact him at any time.

Zhu Jun’s school dormitory is tight, and only undergraduates are eligible to draw lots to rent a dormitory.He rented an apartment before going abroad, and he will consider buying a house after the relevant procedures are completed.

Buying a house requires waiting, but a car is easy to buy.Zhu Jun has an international driver's license, swiped the card on the same day, and picked up the car.After thinking about it, he went shopping in a nearby luxury store, bought some clothes and accessories, and bought two beautiful handbags by the way.

Now is the off-season for tourism, and the service attitude of the clerk is very good. He invited Zhu Jun in with a smile, and then sent Zhu Jun out with a smile. The store provides home delivery service. Going to the next store, I bought a lot of things after a long absence.

As night fell, Zhu Jun ate outside and went home with the small cake he just bought.

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There was a whole day of class the next day, Zhu Jun changed into the newly bought clothes for himself, and sprayed a small amount of perfume on the hem of the clothes.He stuffed today's textbooks, tablet, notebook, umbrella, water glass, and homemade sandwiches for lunch into his bag one by one, and went out with the bag.

The car Zhu Jun bought was not expensive, equivalent to about RMB 100 million. He drove to school, and just locked the door when he bumped into Bailong.

Bailong glanced at the car, then at Zhu Jun, and asked him, "The car you just bought?"

"I bought it yesterday," Zhu Jun replied, but his attitude was visibly indifferent, "You drove here too?"

"Yeah," Bai Long shrugged, and pointed to his car, "Seeing your new car, I thought, maybe I should change it too."

Bailong was driving a sports car. Zhu Jun estimated the price, and it was about the same price as his car. He didn't say that, and walked out with his bag.

"You use this bag to pack your textbooks?" Bai Long asked in a low voice.

"...Otherwise?" Zhu Jun didn't understand what the problem was.

"...a 30 bag, you use it to pack your textbooks."

"It still has my sandwich in it."

Bailong's expression went blank for a moment, and he said, "Are you the son of a rich man or an official in China?"

"No." Zhu Jun shook his head, and didn't want to further share his privacy.

Bai Long was silent for a while, and said: "I want to ask you tonight to go to the opera house to listen to music."

"I'm not very interested in these things," Zhu Jun quickened his pace, trying to get rid of Bai Long, "I used to come to France often to play, and I also listened to some operas. I may not have any hobbies in this area."

When Zhu Jun entered the classroom, he received a lot of unexplained stares. He found an empty seat in the front row and sat down. Bai Long glanced at him, but he was still unwilling to choose the seat in the back row under the teacher's nose. .

Zhu Jun went to class all morning, took out the sandwiches from his bag, and lined up to reheat them together. After taking a few bites, he heard the classmate next to him say softly: "There is a Chinese restaurant near the school, you can book in advance, maybe it will be better than sandwiches." Tastier."

"Okay, thank you." Zhu Jun thanked him, and found that the other party was a handsome guy with brown hair, about 27 or [-] years old, "I'm Zhu Jun, you can call me Lamar."

"Kiron, I don't have a Chinese name," the brown-haired man introduced himself and asked bluntly, "You have a good relationship with Bai?"

"I just met on campus this morning." Zhu Jun explained, "Are you friends?"

"No, our relationship is not very good, have you applied for a scholarship?"

"No, I am self-funded." Zhu Jun didn't think there was anything worth hiding. "My brain is not very bright, and I don't have many scientific research results."

"I remember that there is a student aid plan specifically for freshmen, which will be sent to you later."

"Okay, thank you." Zhu Jun didn't want to apply for another scholarship, but the other party was too enthusiastic, and he didn't want to discourage the other party's enthusiasm.

"Hey, your expression seems to tell me that you don't need this."

"..." Zhu Jun smiled awkwardly.

"Of course I know your family may be rich, but it's always good to have an extra stipend."

"I don't want to take someone else's place..."

"Do you think you are occupying the quota for the poor?" Kiron lowered his voice and blinked at Zhu Jun.

"...Isn't it?"

"No, this bursary requires proof of assets, and it is specially used to support students from excellent families who are actively pursuing further studies."

"It seems absurd."

"The funder stipulates this way, and the staff can only be reviewed according to this standard." Kiron's smile is very reserved, and Zhu Jun looks familiar. After a while, he realized that his smile is very similar to those of his classmates back then. "After applying for this bursary, we can participate in the monthly activities of the grantees together."

"You can understand it as a small community, or, according to the Chinese saying, a circle?" Kiron glanced past several students in the class, "It is really lonely to stay in a foreign country alone, if we can form a pair Play, life will be a lot more fun."

"Then I'll think about it."

"Okay, I'll email the link to you later."

After a short lunch break, the afternoon class started again. Zhu Jun listened carefully and even raised his hand to answer some questions raised by the teachers.

After the class ended, Zhu Jun put his personal belongings back in his bag, and Kiron came to invite him to have dinner together in the evening. He was about to agree, but Bai Long said in Chinese: "Don't go, they will smoke poisonous drugs and visit prostitutes at the same time."

Kiron turned his head and asked in confusion, "What is he talking about?"

Zhu Junchang is so old, it was the first time he encountered such an absurd and embarrassing situation. He first said to Kiron: "His Chinese is not standard, and I can't understand what he is saying. Although I am very grateful for your invitation, I I have something to do at home tonight, so make an appointment another day."

Kiron sighed and said, "Okay, let's make an appointment another day, we are all looking forward to your joining."

Zhu Jun touched his nose, sent Kiron away, and said to Bai Long: "I don't completely trust you."

"I can take you to the bar where you often have dinner, and you can take a look at it from a distance and know what I said is true."

Zhu Jun hesitated for a moment, and said: "It seems not safe to go to an unfamiliar bar during this time."

"You are really timid, like a high school student."

"No way, I have to protect myself in a foreign country."

"So you refuse to go?"

"No, let me make a call."

Zhu Jun dialed the number of the security company that he wrote down earlier, and made an appointment for an urgent service. Soon, two retired foreign soldiers drove to the school in an off-road vehicle.

Zhu Jun heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Bai Long: "Now we can set off."

Bailong started calling from Zhu Jun, his expression was dull, and now he looked like a marionette. After a few seconds, he said: "Then let's go."

The results of the personal investigation showed that Kiron and his little friends really did all kinds of bad things in the bar.Zhu Jun couldn't help but took out his mobile phone. He wanted to call the police, but he pressed 110 and realized that this was France.He asked about Bailong's laws, Bailong shook his head and said, "The police don't really care about it."

Zhu Jun sighed, unwilling to watch any more, and left the bar with Bai Long accompanied by bodyguards.Before parting, he asked Bailong a question: "You are married, right?"

"Yes." Bai Long admitted directly, "But we are currently separated."

"I heard that you often stare at Asian boys and girls and then kidnap them for sex."

"That's true, but we're all consensual."

"Then I don't think we can be friends."

"Hey boy, being a friend and being a lover are two different relationships, I'm a terrible lover but definitely a loyal friend."

"Sorry, but I can't stand my friend being like that."

"Well, I'm sorry." Bai Long sighed exaggeratedly, "Actually, when I saw you in the morning, I knew that I couldn't easily lure you to bed, and it would be difficult for me to be your friend."

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

"You are too expensive, Zhu Jun, you are a luxury, not something I can afford."

After Zhu Jun heard this, he felt a little displeased, but considering that this might be the last time they had a peaceful chat, he held back and said nothing.

But Bailong kept chattering: "Your boyfriend must also be a rich man, you are so beautiful, how could he be willing to let you go abroad to study alone, you shouldn't quarrel..."

"Stop." Zhu Jun finally couldn't bear to interrupt Bai Long's words, "My personal affairs have nothing to do with you, thank you for your reminder today, I should go."

"Okay, beautiful Oriental beauty, goodbye."

Zhu Jun ignored him and left.

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An Rui was filming while sick. The night he stayed at Zhu Jun's house, he caught a cold successfully, and even developed a high fever today.

Wang Qin advised him to go back and rest. An Rui glanced at the follow-up itinerary, rubbed his brows, and said, "We'll talk after the filming."

The filming process was not smooth. This advertisement required coordination of multiple stars, and Anrui was cooperative, but some star teams always had to fight for the content of the lines of the advertisement and the order of appearance.

The director who shot the commercial was a foreigner, and the other staff members were not experienced enough. The shooting time was delayed again and again, and finally the management sent a special person to coordinate, and it was able to proceed smoothly.After the last scene was shot, it was almost dawn, An Rui greeted the director, turned around and walked a dozen steps, and fell straight down.

When he woke up again, his eyes were full of white, and there was no one in the ward. An Rui's eyes moved to the drip bottle, and he felt a little weak after a long absence.

He kind of wanted to congratulate you.

Well, it’s not a little bit, he really wants to wish you a lot.

How is he abroad?Are you used to life there?Is everything going well?

Would he, also miss him a little bit?

The author says:

Good night, see you tomorrow.