20 years of restarting life

Chapter 225 Why is this so hot?

Because the four brothers were all injured, even Wen Ye, Zhao Changan, who was the most innocent, imposed a prohibition on alcohol at the dining table.

In the end, Zhou Kexin, who was also addicted to alcohol, ran down and took two jars of Shaoxing rice wine from the trunk of the car, and warmed them with an alcohol stove.

"Full house full of drunks,"

Zhao Changan took a big sip of the slightly hot rice wine, cursing inwardly, but thinking that 'alcohol can make sex', he acquiesced.

Maybe Tian Wenye and Zhou Kexin got too drunk and messed up by accident, which is a wonderful thing.

Don't worry yourself, I'm afraid this kid is going to be a saint.

Because Zhou Kexin was tired all day, after dinner, Zhou Kexin said goodbye early. Looking at her clear eyes, Zhao Changan didn't have the nerve to persuade her not to drink and drive, so he and Wen Ye could squeeze together tonight.

After Zhou Kexin left, the four brothers talked for a while about what happened last night and today, and their blood boiled with excitement.

Wen Ye's chair hit hard, Zhao Chang'an's Shaolin stick technique swept thousands of troops, Zhong Lianwei's whip whip, Liu Yihui resisted the beating,——

The four brothers kept screaming until almost ten o'clock in the evening, and they didn't bother to look at the computer, so they went back to their rooms to sleep.

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Zhao Changan, who had been holding back for two weeks, closed the door and started talking with Zeng Xiaoxiao. Half an hour later, he sat at the desk, spread out the letter paper, and thought about how to write this business report.

Without what happened last night, this entrepreneurship report would undoubtedly be much easier to write.

At noon today, Liu Qihua called to inquire about this matter, but she didn't criticize Zhao Changan's recklessness, but emphasized that this business report should be more light.

He also talked about Tang Wenxuan's resume and Qi Xiu's other identity on the phone, and made it clear that Qi Xiu would definitely bring up what she said last night with Tang Wenxuan.

So now this entrepreneurial report must be written, and we must work hard to write it well and write it brilliantly!
"Tang Wenxuan, originally Chinese-American, was awarded an associate professor at Northwestern University's Medill School of Journalism at the age of 30. After the reform and opening up, he resolutely gave up the favorable conditions abroad and returned to Fuda School of Journalism, and soon became a citizen. ——Wife Qi Xiu, daughter Tang Shuang, a freshman in the Department of Radio and Television Journalism of the School of Journalism,—"

This is what Liu Qihua briefly said about Tang Wenxuan's situation, saying that he needs to learn how to watch people cook.

But Zhao Changan felt awkward no matter what he said.

Because without intuition, he knew that Liu Qihua was not a person who taught people to 'watch people and cook'.

But why did she say that?

And judging from Tang Wenxuan's resume, Zhao Chang'an couldn't see any place where he could 'order food'.

So he had a headache because he couldn't understand the deep core meaning Liu Qihua wanted to express, and he didn't know how to start writing.

However, Zhao Chang'an knew from Liu Qihua's words that he and this beautiful girl named Tang Shuang actually had two public classes together in the big classroom every week.

Eleven, that was the first time we met.

Library, the second meeting.

In the public classroom, I should have met six times.

Last night at the Four Seasons Seafood Hotel, we met again.

Today at the event venue on the Bund, I saw each other intermittently all day long!
Zhao Chang'an couldn't help admiring this girl, who was able to show her beauty in a rigid manner, conceal her rich spirituality, and lose herself to everyone among the many beauties in the model team and dance team of the journalism department.

Zhao Changan sat at the desk for almost an hour.

"Clang clang ~"

The clock outside struck eleven, but he still didn't know how to write, he had no clue.

The sound of the bell woke up the people in the next room, and Zhao Changan knew it was Liu Yihui when he heard the door opened carefully and tried not to make a sound.

When Zhong Lianwei went to the toilet at night, he was on a rampage, blocking and kicking God, making noise all the way.

The old woman downstairs said this several times.

Soon, the sound of the stool being moved slightly and the sound of the mouse and keyboard came from the living room. It was Liu Yihui looking at the data on the server.

Zhao Changan knew that Liu Yihui was under great pressure all the time.

Not to mention in Zheng City, even in his textile college, there are three or four students from his town.

Although the suspension of school due to fighting has been suppressed for the time being, the school will not call or send letters to the correctional station in his town.

But after the winter vacation, with the students in Zheng City going back, he would definitely not be able to hide the fact that he had been suspended from school for a fight.

Today is November 11th, Sunday.

October 27 of the lunar calendar.

The time for winter vacation in colleges and universities is usually the fifteenth and sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

That is to say, Liu Yihui must prove to his mother in the remaining [-] days that it was the right decision for him to suspend school and come to Mingzhu.

Otherwise, he would have no face to face his mother and the gossip in the village.

However, looking at it now, how difficult it is to prove it!
How can he not suffer and feel heavy when he is in it?
It's just that Liu Yihui has always kept his thoughts in his heart, and always has a bright smile on his face.

I don't want my troubles to affect others.

He treats his brother like this until decades later, he always thinks much more for his brother than his brother for him!
Zhao Chang'an knew without thinking, that during this period of time, Liu Yihui absolutely filled up the original account book, and now he replaced it with a new, thicker book.

"Bang bang bang!"

While Zhao Changan was sighing, his bedroom door slammed like an earthquake, and Liu Yihui yelled: "Boss An, come out and watch the computer!"

"I rely on~"

Zhong Lianwei, who shared the room with Liu Yihui, was very sensitive to the word computer. In his deep sleep, he jumped up and rushed out of the bedroom barefoot.

In the other bedroom, Wen Ye, who was only wearing a pair of trousers, also woke up and rushed out of the bedroom.

Zeng Xiaoxiao, who was so exhausted and fell asleep, opened her eyes with a dazed expression, and looked at the ceiling stupidly, not knowing what year Jinxi was.

Zhao Changan also ran out of the bedroom.

Following Liu Yihui's excited gaze, the three brothers looked at the display screen of the server running the jyck666 website.

I saw that in the background of the website opened by Liu Yihui as his administrator, there were densely packed request information for registered members.

"Fuck, what's going on here?"

Zhong Lianwei looked dizzy: "Could it be that he was infected with a virus, or some grandson attacked our server and was joking with us?"

"Qu Shushu, a freshman in the Department of Journalism, School of Journalism, Fuda University, dormitory 8, building a317, number 021520520111, Zhao Changan, I support you! I don't know how to configure the machine, and I want to be able to watch movies. The price is less than 1 yuan. It’s full of movies and TV shows.”

Liu Yihui read with emotion, and pretended to be a little girl's voice.

"Brother, your fan girl! It feels like your harem group is going to expand again, hehe!"

"Xue Zihao, Junior Class 18, School of Aeronautics and Astronautics, Jiaotong University, dormitory 601, building 021392839292, number 233, brother Zhao, you four brothers are very loyal, unlike the group of cronies I knew back then, this is my configuration list, Intel Pentium II 4.3, Quantum Fireball [-],—”

"Mu Daoxuan,—"

"Fuck, why are we on fire?"

Looking at the dense request information, Zhong Lianwei was surprised and puzzled.

　Thanks to 'Half-width 1' for the reward, and thanks to the brothers for their collection recommendations.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)