Become a top student in a love story with all the members

Chapter 170 Relying on Inspiration
So tired of this drama.

This feeling of tearing that even though I want to harm you, I still have to keep you alive as a doll or something, will seriously hinder people who are working hard to make things... no, make careers.

Gu Baozhu pretended to be lying on the desk writing a diary, and a few minutes ago she found an excuse for not replying to Gu Lan in time, so that he did not have to come to deliver food to her.

[It’s sad. I’ve been thinking lately, if I had a normal campus life, this kind of rumor wouldn’t have happened. I would be a good kid with a normal routine and a normal schedule...]

Damn it, I kept thinking about how Jiang Yan would deal with her. This bad guy didn't like her at all...

Gu Baozhu exhaled a long breath, with an embarrassed and weird look on his face. Writing a diary really depends on inspiration. Once you fall into other emotions, it will be difficult to write good things.

It was obvious that her anger was beyond her control. Everything in front of her became fragmented and insubstantial in the dim light, overlapping with the old patterns on the ground. The rising blood oppressed her nerves, and her head was like a balloon. Inflated by a huge amount of negative emotions, it will explode into fireworks at any time.

She looked at her fingers that were trembling due to exertion, and opened her mouth with some difficulty, ready to review it carefully.

First of all, this man's name is Xiaoshuai...ah! Shut up!

Gu Baozhu made a cross in the blank space of the diary, Xiaoshuai could not come again, Xiaoshuai was too tired and useless.

She carefully thought about all possible means, and finally determined the simple policy of "remaining constant in response to changes" and the working principle of "adapting to changes", focusing on one solution.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I don’t want it! I don’t want to be a sycophant for the rest of my life, I should have a brighter future...

Amidst silent screams, Gu Baozhu answered Gu Yuan's call. Considering that her previous text message reply was too simple, Gu Yuan may have developed the responsibility of "I don't have time to understand the spirit, I have to personally guide you." Mentality, in short, being perfunctory cannot bring relaxation, and children still need to cheer up.

"I see that you didn't bring a few thick clothes with you. If you don't have enough to change, it will be troublesome. I'll send you a few, as well as raincoats, rain boots, and umbrellas. You'll need them if it rains..."

Gu Yuan was counting everything that might be used on the phone, even the kettle for storing boiling water and the basin for washing underwear. Take it with you, if you have to recognize the bed, having familiar old things will make you feel more at ease."

"Second brother, my room here is a bit small. I may not have that much space to put those things."

"You don't have to worry about this. Just remember to have breakfast and tuck in the quilt when you go to bed at night. Also, can you send me a copy of your schedule?"

"I don't have a schedule." Gu Baozhu muttered.

A long sigh came from the other end of the phone, "There should be an adult watching over you, otherwise what if you are in danger? This is really uneasy."

"Don't stay up late...it will affect your body...stay away from water and electricity...squeak la la la..."

Gu Baozhu sat and listened, stood and listened, and gradually climbed onto the bed and lay down to listen. The gentle male voice on the phone became more and more vague, and gradually turned into distant electromagnetic waves...

The long phone call seemed to have no end. Hearing the long silence and even breathing on Gu Baozhu's side, Gu Yuan finally smiled silently and hung up the phone. After a long time, the small screen lit up again, showing a mobile phone text message.

Little Peony: [Do you still remember the surprise I want to give you? I changed my mind, I want a bigger surprise]

After sending it, Cui Hu suddenly felt awkward. Rather than a threat, it seemed more like a preview of some kind of surprise, ridiculous and weak.

He quietly opened Gu Baozhu's program resume and his eyes trembled.

Under a good lighting environment, the eyelashes are like beating butterfly wings, casting a faint moth-like shadow on the fingertips. His thoughts seem to be stuck for a moment, and then he quickly pulls away and looks at it lively.

Gu Baozhu, female, Didi International High School...

Specialties: Good at dancing (peacock dance, bullfighting dance, fan dance, court dance, waist drum dance, yangko, step song, agricultural music and dance, moon dance, lion dance, rain praying dance, etc.); good at acrobatics (diabolo, vat pedaling, etc.) Shuttlecock kicking, bowl lifting, pole climbing, tightrope walking, stilt walking, juggling, ventriloquism, martial arts performances, etc.); good at singing (proficient in pop, folk songs, ethnic, opera, folk songs, light music and other singing methods); good at cross talk...

Cui Hu put the back of his hand against his lips, his eyes widened a bit, and he looked in disbelief at the specialties that were almost crammed into a whole page. It took him a while to read through these specialties.

Is she trying to destroy herself? She shouldn't be such an unintelligent person.

"May I ask, will this guest's resume be made public?" Cui Hu ordered the butler.

Maybe it was just to create a gimmick to attract public attention. Cui Hu frowned. He had just used a filter before. Someone as disgusting and stubborn as her might not be as smart as he thought...

Stacking a stack of materials in the corner, he opened the half-read collection of essays in front of him, ready to continue reading and take some notes... Of course, the so-called notes are just some fragmentary notes and reflections, which are convenient. When you open it later, you will feel your mood at this time.

Soon, he discovered that he had just painted on a long string of unknown characters, and when he put them together, he couldn't understand what he wanted to express.

Maybe it was just time to sleep, and his body was reacting, letting him leave everything behind for the time being, and find a warm place to fall asleep like a puppy or kitten that was not controlled by his own instincts.

But the fact is that the closer the thing you want is, the farther away you are from sleep... He clicked on his phone, looked through the address book with some stubbornness, and finally accidentally opened Xie Chen's name.

This "friend" whom he had met almost once, yet surprisingly cared about his concerns.

"I have a friend. His friend obviously likes him very much, but he has never forgiven him for some things he did unintentionally. Whose fault is this?" Cui Hu described it this way, trying hard to become a bystander. With his own doubts.

Xie Chen quickly gave a reply, "I don't think there is such a friend. If you like me, you won't refuse to forgive me. She must have her reasons for doing this."

Xie Chen didn't sleep either. He looked at the materials to be released in the variety show "Sunshine and Youth" and repeatedly watched the clips about Gu Baozhu. His heart was working in a unique way. He felt an unprecedented firmness and fulfillment on his forehead. Sweating slightly, I could only see my faint smile in the blank space of the video.

Before receiving Cui Hu's call, he was about to instruct the program team to release all the details and make additional investment.