My co-pilot can't be Desolate Star Rose

Tell him I want milk.

Shi Weiran stared fixedly at the dazzling news headline for a while, then rubbed his eyes vigorously.

However, no matter how he rubbed, the old acquaintances in the background picture of the news were still there, not close or far away, which showed that there was nothing wrong with his eyes.

Shen Xijing, Duan Chuyu, Song Linna, how could these three people appear on the same screen? ?It's so weird!

Shi Weiran snatched the remote control terminal from Aristotle and pressed the pause button.

This news photo is obviously a snapshot, and the angle is still very private. I saw Shen Xijing standing there condescendingly, Song Linna and Duan Chuyu tremblingly huddled together, half squatting and half sitting, using both grief and indignation Poor eyes look back.Shi Weiran had to sigh with emotion that the two of them still liked being conjoined twins so much after such a long time.

There were a lot of school personnel in suits and leather shoes and onlookers standing behind Duan and Song. The scale of the battle on both sides was different, but even so, Shen Xijing still looked like a male devil covering the sky with one hand.

Suddenly, Shi Weiran remembered the news broadcast he had heard earlier on Kazman Star.

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"Shen Xijing accidentally discovered a three-headed man-made drug stronghold at XX Yuejiao Station and surrounded three drug dealers."

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Ah, so it was surrounded like this.

In terms of aura, this young master Shen is indeed arrogant. As for the description of this nine-headed man——

Some pictures appeared in Shi Weiran's mind.

Shen Xijing in a single shirt, Shen Xijing in a standard school uniform, Shen Xijing in a suit jacket...

It's quite appropriate!

There is something wrong with the words used by Capital Star Media.

Shi Weiran inexplicably wanted to laugh.

So he covered his mouth with one hand, trying not to laugh too loudly.

At this time, some real-time barrage flew over the upper and lower sections of the news screen.

"Is this Shen Xijing that Shen Xijing? Your son Chang Sheng?"

"What a nobleman! A more handsome face will make you discriminate between right and wrong!"

"It's really wretched to actually fight with an alumnus for a big-breasted girl!"

"He's obviously a soldier with no quality! When he wins two battles, he's a toubob?"

"He seems to be hitting Duan Chuyu! The son of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, a famous philanthropist."

"I know that he and his wife, Ms. Song, often visit the nursing home. They are very good people."

"Miss Song is crying, how ruthless this is!"

"Is it because you are jealous of the fame and popularity of the Duan family and his wife?"

"Who will make Duan Chuyu powerless, stay away from Qiu Ba to ensure safety!"

"I rely on him to beat even philanthropists, so are ordinary people still alive? It's unreasonable!"

"Please expel Shen Xijing from the Wesleyan Military Academy! Otherwise, it will be difficult to appease the public's anger!"

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Shi Weiran's smile gradually disappeared.

He stared at the screen, his eyebrows furrowed little by little.

This scene, this routine, and this method are really indescribably familiar.

Obviously, Shen Xijing stepped into the trap that Duan Chuyu had carefully prepared.

Those rumors are like the white silk sleeves waving in Duan Chuyu's hands, which will wrap and restrain people layer by layer, and good people will eventually become notorious mummies—just like him once.

The slight difference is that he is already in the dust, and no matter how much he falls, he can't fall anywhere, but Shen Xijing, a big grievance, is a true pride of heaven, and his fall is a thousand feet——

The gloating mood was just like a flash in the pan, and soon faded, and all that was left was irritability and rage, pouring into my heart like a rising tide.

Probably because he couldn't see Duan Chuyu having a good life... After all, he was such a vengeful person, Shi Weiran threw the remote control terminal on the sofa, bent down and grabbed his hair vigorously.

"..What a fool." He cursed in a low voice, not knowing who he was talking about.

After a long time, his breathing calmed down, and he sat up straight again, with a calm expression.

"Help me send a message to Shen Xijing." He turned to Aristotle and said, "Tell him that I want to drink milk, and tell him not to hang around outside. Buy it and bring it back soon."

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When Shen Xijing stepped out of Wesley's gate, the terminal exploded.

Numerous inquiries came to him with screenshots and screen recordings. With just one glance, Shen Xijing understood the situation.

The carefully prepared pink headline was for fear that others would not notice it. It was full of coquettish air, and every word was full of ridicule and humiliation.

The big scene between Duan Chuyu and Song Linna really wasn't for nothing, he and Li Xin were splashed with a ladle of dirty water.

Shen Xijing's eyes were slightly wrinkled, there were too many messages about him, he didn't respond to each of them, but Zhou Miao directly called and he had to free up his hands to answer.

After the phone was connected, Zhou Miao broke the tone directly.

"Brother! How are you!"

Shen Xijing quickly pulled the terminal away, feeling the vibration of the eardrums "buzzing".

"It was fine until I answered your call." He said with disgust.

Zhou Miao seldom got angry, and she fired like a machine gun: "I'm serious, Brother Xi! Don't make jokes!! How much have you been hurt by the Internet! How could you tie up with Duan Chuyu!"

"The one who teases first is cheap, and I'm not his father, so I have to tolerate him being cheap." Shen Xijing said.

Zhou Miao choked for a moment, and felt that Shen Xijing's condition seemed to be okay, at least the language system was still so developed.

"Did you not see the report of that Wanwanxing media?" She whispered: "If you haven't read it, don't read it."

"You don't have 300 taels of silver here." Shen Xijing said, "Fortunately, I have already seen it, otherwise I really couldn't help but look at it."

Zhou Miao: "I am!"

At the right time, Shen Xijing's terminal vibrated, he minimized the call interface, and saw an unread message from his landline at home.

"A Xi, when are you going home? I want to drink milk."

Facing this line of words, Shen Xijing seemed to press the pause button, and some pictures involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The thin, thin, silver-haired young man curled up obediently on the big sofa in his house, biting his plump lower lip, timidly editing text messages, and rubbing his flat belly from time to time because of hunger..

As if being soaked in a pot of boiling water, Shen Xijing's brain was a little hot, and the blood all over his body rushed towards the same place inexplicably——

Until Zhou Miao broke the voice again on the other end of the receiver: "Shen Xijing!!"

The man shook his head slightly, his mind returning to normal.

"It's okay, I'll be home later, you don't have to worry about me too much." He said in a deep voice, "But there is one thing you have to pay attention to for me, Miaomiao."

"What?" Zhou Miao asked.

"Duan Chuyu donated a set of mechas to the school." Shen Xijing said: "No accident, it will be sent to your mechanical department for quality inspection today and tomorrow."

"Oh?" Zhou Miao suddenly became interested and geared up, "Then I have to go and see for myself!"

"That's it." Shen Xijing said: "That guy is good at dancing, I'm afraid he will bribe the quality inspector of your hospital, you must not give him a shoddy opportunity."

"It's about the wealth and life of you pilots, I will definitely watch him to death, don't worry." Zhou Miao said.