Friday morning, September 5th.

At six o'clock, the alarm clocks in the dormitory were heard one after another.

"Brothers! Get up!"

Xun Liang stood up and shouted, "Oh oh oh oh slap the quilt, like a monkey in heat."

Wang Zinc had folded the quilt and got out of bed and washed silently. Chen Haotang, who was on the bed opposite, was as always gone and left the dormitory early, not knowing what to do.

Only Jiang Miao was still lying on the bed, covering his head with a quilt. When he couldn't stand it, he could helplessly stick out his head, "Goop is quiet, I'm still asleep."

"Brother Jiang gets up, be careful that he will be punished if he is late."

"Sorry, I don't need military training today."

"What? Have you asked for leave again?" Xun Liang was confused, "Is senior sister so easy to talk to? Is it for leave for two days?"

"Oh, no." Jiang Miao buried himself with a quilt again, and a muffled voice came from it, "Senior sister is afraid that my body will not be able to bear it, so she will take me into the political work group."

"Fuck!" After hearing this, Xun Liang's mentality became unbalanced. "My body can't stand it, why doesn't the senior sister care about me?"

"There is no way, my face is given by my parents, please take a look at the dog."

"Damn it, I'll die with you!"

The next second, Xun Liang climbed out of bed and climbed onto Jiang Miao's bed along the opposite ladder.

"Damn!" Jiang Miao felt the movement and quickly got up and kicked him, "Don't come up! Goubble!"

"Brother Jiang, you don't love me anymore!"

"Prince! Your dog bites people!"

...

After some trouble, Jiang Miao couldn't sleep anymore. He followed Xun Liang into the bathroom, and the two of them brushed their teeth in front of the mirror.

After they finished washing up, Wang Zinc had cleaned the dormitory, and the chairs of the four people were neatly stuffed under the table, and the legs of the chairs were tightly fitted with the lines of the floor tiles.

Looking at the balcony from the door, the entire dormitory gives people a regular and comfortable visual experience.

"If I were a woman, I would definitely find a man like the prince." Xun Liang concluded seriously.

"It's okay for men, don't be so damn bad."

"No." Wang Zinc glanced at the two of them, "I have normal sexual orientation."

Xun Liang looked up at the sky and said melancholy: "Love comes too quickly, and he will be in love in the blink of an eye."

"You're so disgusting."

"You can talk about a man first, okay? Who is disgusting?"

The three of them walked out of the dormitory and chatted to the cafeteria all the way. After breakfast, they rushed to the playground. Jiang Miao waved his hand kindly at the two, just like a parent who sent his children to school. "Be careful, don't quarrel with the instructor, do you understand?"

"Get out!" Xun Liang raised his middle finger at him with contempt and followed Wang Zin into the queue.

Jiang Miao walked on the campus in a relaxed manner, and walked all the way to the 211 of the comprehensive building. He greeted the two classmates inside and came to his throne.

In the morning, the students from the photography team went to the playground to collect folk songs, so the copywriting team was the most idle. They just needed to be responsible for the military training insights collected by some of the classes and select a few that were more in line with the theme.

In the afternoon, the students from the photography team came back and handed over the gains of today. The students in charge of copywriting must edit the corresponding copywriting based on these photos and videos.

Then at night, the students who make offline posters and online official accounts will be handed over to the final arrangement.

The whole process is not complicated, and Jiang Miao is just a small screw. With his level, it is quite easy to deal with such copywriting.

Basically, I work for two or three hours a day, and the rest of the time can be used to code.

But as the saying goes, the healthiest way to work is to combine work and rest.

So for the remaining eight or nine hours, Jiang Miao spent half of his kung fu in the author group to make a lot of money.

[I am the Immortal Emperor]: Damn it, I was so envious. I received 3,000 peaches, but I didn't even sign the contract (cry)

[Cat in the Snow]: Xian'er looks open and wait until the peaches are collected more than 10,000 yuan, you may not have signed the contract (dog head)

[White Rice Vinegar]: I have told Xian'er a long time ago that he can't understand the original fantasy. If you just want to make money, it's better to write about fancies.

[I am the Immortal Emperor]: Dog white jealous! Thirty years from east to west! Look at my great god next year's appointment to kill your dog's head angrily!

[White Rice Vinegar]: You can write the manuscript first in Kaishan’s hand.

[White Rice Vinegar]: A good old man who is famous for his career. If you don’t pay it back, then it’s more reliable to write about fanfare.

[Peach Sauce]: Come on Xian'er! Wait for you to cut off the white vinegar in anger!

[I am the Immortal Emperor]: Mitao still understands me the best! (Woooo)

[Cat in the Snow]: In terms of fire arching technology, peaches are the strongest (dog head)

[Peach Jiang]: I don’t have (dog head) but I really believe that fairy can rise.

[I am the Immortal Emperor]: Peach is waiting for me! After signing the contract, I will come to you to py Zhangtui! Dog Baijie let him go!

[I am the Immortal Emperor]: Then we will combine our swords and cut white jealousy under our feet!

[White Rice Vinegar]: You can find a way to sign the contract first.

【I am the Immortal Emperor】: (Spouting blood.JPG)

Shui Qun was so happy in the author group that Jiang Miao could not control himself at all. He only wrote about 3,000 words during the whole day.

I have to keep working hard at night.

Just as Jiang Miao was about to pack up and go out for supper, the office door opened and Su Huaizhu walked in from outside.

As soon as he saw the senior sister entering the door, Jiang Miao immediately turned off all the suspicious pages on the computer interface, leaving only the word for code and copywriting.

When the senior sister greeted other classmates and finally walked to Jiang Miao's side, the loophole had been completely eliminated by Jiang Miao.

The safety level is full!

"How are you adapting? Isn't it okay?" Su Huaixiang put his right hand on the desktop, glanced at the computer interface, smiling, "Just tell me if you have any questions."

"No problem, the task is quite simple." Jiang Miao packed up and stood up, "Thank you, senior."

"I want to drink milk tea a little." Su Huaixiang didn't respond directly, but turned his head to look out the window and said casually.

"Cough..." This sign was too obvious. Jiang Miao simply said, "Senior sister, I'll treat you."

"Okay, let's go." Su Huaixiang clapped her hands and nodded with satisfaction, "It's quite enlightened."

Jiang Miao: "The senior sister's hint is too obvious."

"That's because my junior is too stupid." Su Huaixiang patted his shoulder, sighed and looked worried, "Senior sister has invited you so many times, but she didn't even give you a gift once. How can she please girls in the future?"

"I'm not going to fall in love."

"Isn't you in love in college? Be careful to be single for the rest of your life."

"There are more important things to do." Speaking of this, Jiang Miao became serious. "Is it possible for me to have a love story, but it is easy to waste time."

"Hey? That's really rare."

"Where is the senior sister? There should be many people pursuing you, right?"

"Me?" Su Huaixiang looked up at the sky that was hugged by the sunset, like a canvas dripping. After thinking for a while, he said, "I think love is fake. As long as it takes a long time, all love will deteriorate."

"Rather than waiting for it to deteriorate one day to hurt yourself."
Chapter completed!