183. Only women and villains are difficult to raise

Style: Gaming Author: JiangbieyueWords: 2297Update Time: 24/02/20 17:38:08
Returning to the game's main page, Jiang Su received the game gift package with a depressed face. He was considering whether to try his luck again when Gu Ruirui's game invitation suddenly popped up on the interface.

This time Jiang Su didn't even have to think about it and just quit the game.

The ancients said that only women and villains are difficult to raise, which means that girlfriends and elementary school students are taboo in the game, and they cannot be raised financially no matter how much money they give.

Jiang Su sighed: The ancients sincerely did not deceive me.

Lying on the bed playing with his phone, as expected, Gu Ruirui sent a message asking him why he didn't agree to her game invitation.

Jiang Su sent a voice message: Did you invite me? I didn't see it, I just quit the game.

Then he lowered his voice, pretending to be tired, and sent another voice message: I'm a little tired today and don't want to play games anymore. I'll call you next time I play.

Soon, Gu Ruirui sent a cute emoticon of "Hmmmm".

Jiang Su let out a long sigh of relief.

The phone vibrated again.

Taking a look at it, Jiang Su's originally lazy pupils dilated instantly, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes - Yan Anqing?

Since the last time she went to Korea for contact, she seemed to have disappeared from the world.

Why did it appear suddenly now?

[Su, are you there? Is it convenient to make videos now? 】

Seeing this news, a carp in Jiangsu sat up from the bed, sat upright in front of the computer, looked around the environment, threw the messy items behind him onto the bed, adjusted his posture and angle again, plugged in the headphones, and cleared Clear your throat.

Everything is ready, and with trembling hands, I type two words: convenient.

The video was quickly connected. In the picture, Jiang Su was sitting like a first-grade elementary school student, but Yan Anqing's side was blurry and dim, and the camera was shaking violently.

Jiang Su came closer to take a look: "An Qing?"

"Ah, I'm here."

Yan Anqing's familiar voice came from over there.

It sounds hoarse.

After the camera shook violently again, it finally stabilized.

Yan Anqing appeared in the picture. It was also night over there and the light was dim. She could vaguely be seen standing on a bridge. The makeup on her face seemed to be very heavy.

"An Qing, long time no see." Jiang Su was a little cautious and waved his hand at the camera stupidly.

Yan Anqing lifted her bangs, revealing a clear and beautiful face.

She greeted Jiang Su with a smile on her face: "Yeah, long time no see."

Jiang Su looked at her with warm eyes.

She is beautiful again.

The long straight black hair was permed into big waves.

The youthfulness faded away.

A little more mature and charming.

Yan Anqing in the picture smiled, licked his lips, his expression suddenly changed slightly, his eyes dimmed, and he sighed: "I really want to go back."

Jiang Su opened his mouth: "Uh... can't you come back?"

When Yan Meizi heard this, she felt as if she had been stabbed in a sore spot. The corners of her mouth turned down and she began to cry in grievance.

Jiang Su was immediately at a loss: "You, why are you crying? Don't cry! You...do you have any friends around you to accompany you?"

Yan Anqing cried louder, and her face was once again unclear from the angle of the camera.

I could only hear her crying intermittently: "I can't go back... Training here is very hard every day. I have to hand in my mobile phone. I can't understand what they are saying. I can't even try to translate it with my mobile phone... Wuwuwu, I want to go home. I want to go back to China."

Jiang Su frowned, why did he feel as if Yan Anqing had entered a pyramid scheme or a black coal mine?

"Can't you stop being a trainee? Can't you quit?"

"But... I want to make a debut. This is my dream, wuwuwu."

Jiang Su choked for a moment, and roughly understood Yan Anqing's current situation.

The road to fighting for her dreams is long, and she has just opened the door.

"Since you want to be a star, the early training will definitely be very hard. Of course, if you feel that the effort is not proportional to the reward, you can stop the loss in time."

Jiang Su became a close brother. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yan Anqing bending down and making a sound of vomiting.

"Have you been drinking?" Jiang Su frowned and hesitated, but the camera on the opposite side began to shake violently and he couldn't see anything.

Immediately afterwards, I heard some mixed Korean babble coming from there. Although I couldn't understand it, I seemed to hear a pronunciation similar to "Anqing" and some caring tone.

You can probably imagine the scene where Yan Anqing's friends in South Korea discovered her.

Later, someone discovered Yan Anqing’s mobile phone while making a video call.

An enlarged face suddenly appeared in front of the camera, startling Jiang Su.

The eyelashes of the girl in the picture were as long as the legs of a fly, and the video was immediately turned off by the girl with the legs of a fly.

Jiang Su:......

Even through the screen, I can feel the smell of a bad girl over there.

Suddenly I thought of a joke I had seen on the Internet before: my friend went to Tokyo to study, and a year later I saw her on Facebook.

【Girl's Fall】

Jiang Su shook his head, driving away the heart-wrenching images in his head, thinking that Yan Meizi went to South Korea, and at most she would need an incision on her eyes and an incision on her nose...

Jiang Su couldn't help but think of the shoehorned faces on the Internet. Jiang Su took a breath and hurriedly sent a WeChat message to Yan Anqing: Don't drink over there, don't go out alone, and don't get plastic surgery!

After the message was sent, Jiang Su turned around on the bed with his cell phone in his hands. He didn't wait for Yan Anqing's reply, but he did wait for a screenshot of Gu Ruirui's three-consecutive kneeling record.

Gu Ruirui: Hey, hey, I want to uninstall the pesticides!

Gu Ruirui: Pesticides and I are incompatible!

Jiang Su almost laughed out loud when he saw the news.

Thanks a lot, she finally uninstalled it!

"Be good, it's okay, you can play Xiaoxiaole, there is no charge..."

Jiang Su didn't finish typing a line, but something suddenly occurred to him and he quickly deleted it.

If he said, "You don't need to use your brain to play Xiaoxiaole", Gu Ruirui would definitely ask him if he was scolding her for being brainless.

Women, be afraid.

After some mental activity, Jiang Su simply threw his phone aside and went to sleep!



The warm sunshine in the early morning poured in through the uncurtained window. Five seconds after the alarm clock rang, Jiang Su sat up with a yawn, stretched his body, turned his head towards the window, and immediately saw the same large thorns on the opposite floor open. window.

I happened to see a shirtless man standing by the window with his hands on his hips admiring the scenery.

Wow, it's annoying to the eyes.

Jiang Su climbed out of bed and went to the window to draw the curtains.

Before he could pull it on, a girl appeared behind the man, wrapped her arms around his waist, and the two began to nibble.

Jiang Su's heart was pounding. Is it really okay to be so excited so early in the morning?

He did remember that there was a pink curtain on the opposite floor, but he didn't expect it to be so declining!

Jiang Su had a simple breakfast and then went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

When I entered the classroom and sat down in my seat, I found Wu Zhibo at the front desk with his head down and not knowing what he was studying.

"Old Wu, what are you doing?"

In the past, they would say hello to each other when they met at school. Today, Jiang Su walked past Wu Zhibo, and Wu Zhibo didn't even notice.

"I'm studying the recipe." Wu Zhibo turned around with a look of love on his face.

Jiang Su glanced at the cell phone in his hand, wondering why he was so lively every morning.

"Tsk, is this recipe serious?"