Yi Jiamu irrigated the thorns with nutrient solution on the balcony.
The concentration of the newly bought nutrient solution was a little too high, so he tried to debug it a few times before finally getting the right ratio.
In the dormitory, Sang Bei was lying at the desk, playing with the terminal in his hand, and the page of the campus forum was on the screen.
Because of the resolution of the gangster incident, the forum has already opened up. The Battle Academy, which had lost its face, was completely silent. This time, it was dragged out and whipped again. Students from various academies were besieged and ridiculed by the group, and the scene was once very lively.
At this moment, the communicator that was thrown in front of the desktop suddenly flashed twice. Sang Bei took a look and found that it was a gossip group he had joined before. I don't know who suddenly sent a series of photos, and in a blink of an eye it was discussed. In full swing.
The distance of these photos is obviously a little far away, and the protagonist was blurred, but as a die-hard CP fan, Sang Bei still recognized it at a glance. After reading the discussion in the group, he immediately excitedly greeted the new allies. He waved his hand: "Mumu, Mumu, come here! Damn it, I don't know who is unlucky and tragic, Wuli Yeshen has shot again, it's so exciting!"
Yi Jiamu poured the last drop of nutrient solution in the irrigator, pondered the "Ye God" in his mouth, and recalled: "Gu Yesheng?"
Sang Bei pointed at the figure on the screen: "You must have never seen Ye Shen when he used his supernatural powers! Look at the steps of these six parents who don't recognize them, look at the expression like the rebirth of the King of Hell, no, I'm going to fall again. , it's just too sassy!"
Yi Jiamu didn't tell Sang Bei about the attack last night. Naturally, this roommate didn't know that he had seen Gu Yesheng's bizarre supernatural effect. At this time, his eyes calmly fell on the picture that he couldn't see at all. On the photo of Qing's appearance, he commented very realistically: "Don't say anything else, your eyesight is pretty good."
"That's not the point!" Sang Bei habitually ignored the ridicule in this tone, and looked excited, "Do you know who Ye Shen taught this time? Gu Xiucheng! That's the young master from the same family! It's no secret that these two people don't deal with each other, but it's really the first time that they have fought face-to-face like this! Is this the generational grievance of the legendary ancient Yiyuan Shi family!"
This name made Yi Jiamu feel familiar, and he quickly remembered: "The villain of the fanboy you posted about me before?"
"Congratulations, you are already a qualified CP fan of God's Responsibility!" Sang Bei applauded him, "This is Gu Xiucheng, the most common official villain in the fan zone! The eternal enemy of Ye Shen who can never be shaken!"
"Oh, that's really exciting." Yi Jiamu wasn't too worried about this kind of gossip. Just as he was about to clean the irrigator, the words Gu Yesheng said yesterday came into his mind: This matter, I'll come deal with.
He paused slightly and asked, "How did they meet?"
Sang Bei was stuck at the sudden question, and after a while he said dumbly, "I don't know."
"Oh." Yi Jiamu nodded, turned and walked into the bathroom.
When I came out again, the communicator on the desktop just rang, and after it was connected, a familiar voice came from the opposite side: "Children, are you in the dormitory?"
Yi Jiamu glanced at the unfamiliar number on the communicator in astonishment and replied, "Yes."
"Look downstairs?"
Yi Jiamu walked to the balcony and looked down, and sure enough, under the shade of a tree not far away, he saw the figure leaning carelessly, with a slender proportion, wearing exactly the same saffron cardigan as in the photo, full of debauchery and said Out of anger.
Just listening to such a laughing voice, it doesn't look like the protagonist of a brawl that just ended: "Go downstairs, I have something to look for you."
There were many people downstairs in the dormitory, Gu Yesheng took Yi Jiamu to find a place with few people, and handed over the milk tea he was carrying.
Yi Jiamu had seen this cup of milk tea for a long time, thanked him, inserted the straw and drank it, and vaguely squeezed out a sentence: "There are four more cups."
When he drank milk tea, his cheeks bulged slightly, and with such a pair of almond eyes, he looked as soft as he wanted.
Gu Yesheng was stunned when he saw it. For some reason, he suddenly remembered those gangsters who were still lying on the hospital bed, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
Who would have thought that such a harmless kitten would have another face with claws and claws, but unfortunately he was late yesterday and couldn't appreciate that sassy and heroic appearance.
Yi Jiamu drank a few sips of milk tea, his eyes swept over inadvertently, and caught a glimpse of the half-cut in Gu Yesheng's collar, and asked casually, "I heard you had a fight?"
Gu Yesheng was stunned when he heard the words, remembering the crowd outside the cafe before, and smiled loosely: "Gu Xiucheng is not qualified to fight me, at best it is a one-sided warning."
Yi Jiamu thought for a while, and then asked, "So, yesterday's gangsters were all found by this person?"
Gu Yesheng didn't expect the child's intuition to be so sharp, and there was a faint mockery and silence in the bottom of his eyes: "Don't worry about him, he is targeting me."
Yi Jiamu didn't speak, and it seemed from his expression that he didn't quite understand this kind of rhetoric.
Gu Yesheng's eyes swept across this face, and he was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, pinched his chin lightly, and lifted it up a bit.
Such a movement was a bit sudden, and Yi Jiamu was stunned for a moment by the icy touch.
The eyes of the two were silently intertwined, and for a while, no one made a sound.
Gu Yesheng's expression seemed a little distant for a moment, and the coolness spread little by little along the fingertips that had been stroked between his jaws.
It was the first time that he used his abilities so carefully, restrained from temptation, for fear that a little force would cause any damage to the opponent. Such a quiet and extraordinarily hesitant attempt, always paying attention, trying to find a subtle abnormality in the other party's expression, but still, to no avail.
The light brown apricot eyes were calm, and there was no trace of waves at all.
Gu Yesheng was finally certain that this Omega was really not afraid of him.
It should have been a very fatal thing for the ability to completely fail for a person, but after a while, Gu Yesheng snickered, a thoughtless sentence, even with a strange joy in his tone : "Little boy, I will cover you from now on."
Yi Jiamu has been looking at the other party's line of sight calmly, and suddenly he was a little surprised when he heard such words.
However, he still thought about this proposal habitually before answering calmly: "Actually, it's not necessary."
Gu Yesheng looked at his ignorant look, and let go of his hand with a chuckle: "There's no need to refuse so soon."
The students of the theory school are like flowers in a greenhouse, and they rarely have the opportunity to really get in touch with the complex power circle. He didn't even know Gu Xiucheng's dirty methods, so he didn't know the real evil in this world. Now I want to refuse out of embarrassment, but it is because I still don't know what I may face in the future.
As soon as Gu Yesheng saw Yi Jiamu's face, he inexplicably had no temper at all. Hearing his rejection was not only not angry, but he was especially able to find a step for such a stubborn little stubborn: "Hey, this is the president. Let me bring you the registration form. If you are willing to come to our Yiyuan Club, the special care of my vice president, if you want to refuse, is probably not so suitable, right?"
Recently, clubs have begun to issue new announcements. As the highest student organization in the school, Chongxing Yiyuan Association has naturally heard of it.
In fact, one of the main reasons for Yi Jiamu to come to Chongxing to study is to participate in the examination of the Yiyuan Master Qualification Certificate in the future. Therefore, I did find a student organization to fight for the corresponding quota for the examination. Yiyuan Club has a unique advantage in this regard. It's just that this kind of school-level heterogenous club has always been the top supernatural student in the school to be eligible to join, and it seems that it is not very friendly to students in the theory college like him.
I never thought that Gu Yesheng would send the registration form directly.
Yi Jiamu reminded: "I am a student of the Theory School."
As far as he knows, the Chongxing Yiyuan Society has never had a new precedent in the theory school.
"I know." Gu Yesheng leaned over and tapped lightly under the table with his fingertips, his breath brushing past his ear, "So the position assigned to you by the president is the assistant of the association."
Yi Jiamu's eyes looked down along such slender fingertips, and he clearly saw the note: "What does the assistant mean?"
Gu Yesheng chuckled lightly, and put the hand on his shoulder to him, and compared the number: "Every month, you can have these wages."
Yi Jiamu blinked, something flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and nodded happily and seriously: "I'll join."
Gu Yesheng saw such a series of expression changes in his eyes, and in the end he couldn't help lying on Yi Jiamu's shoulders and laughed: "I knew that you would like this position."
The author has something to say: Night Narcissus: The child is so fragile, he needs my protection.
Mumu: No need...