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Chapter 887 Queen? You overestimate yourself.

Gu Li said: "What are the conditions?"
Lin Yue said: "If I can convince you today, you must take the initiative to avoid me when we meet on this campus from now on."
"You...are too much!" It was Nan Xiang who spoke.
Unexpectedly, Gu Li raised his head and said, "Okay."
"Let's go." Lin Yue checked the scale on his watch and walked outside the campus: "If you go quickly, you can still catch lunch when you get back."
Gu Li and Nan Xiang looked at each other and quickly caught up.
They wanted to see what kind of method this guy with a poisonous mouth would use to convince people.
"Hey, Gu Li, Nanxiang, wait for me."
Lin Xiao stuffed the book in his hand into Jian Xi's arms and ran forward. Tang Wanru, who was standing next to him, gave him a silly smile and stuffed the book full of graffiti into his arms to practice the times.
The promise of sisters being together forever.
After walking out of the school gate, Lin Yue stopped two taxis and told the driver an address.
Thirty minutes later, the taxi stopped less than 200 meters away from a bridge. He got out of the car, and Gu Li and others also got out of the car.
The whistle on the river is melodious, the water is gurgling, and the main road on the bridge is full of traffic, with passers-by riding electric bicycles on both sides.
"What did you bring us here for?"
Gu Li couldn't understand. He said that Nan Xiang's paintings had no soul. He thought he was going to show everyone his works to convince them, but he didn't. Instead, he brought them here.
Lin Yue pointed to the overpass with luxury billboards hanging in front of him and said, "Don't worry, wait a minute."
Gu Li, Nan Xiang, Lin Xiao, Tang Wanru, and Gu Yuan waited for a minute while facing various eyes from across the road. A thin middle-aged man in a short skirt walked out of the stairs on the other side of the bridge.
, the girls in black stockings are avoiding intentionally or unintentionally, the professional elites in white shirts, black trousers and ties are avoiding intentionally or unintentionally, and even the school girls carrying small schoolbags and wearing white clover sneakers are also avoiding intentionally or unintentionally.
A blue-gray jacket that has been washed until it turns slightly white, jeans that have been worn for who knows how many years, and underneath are a pair of unglued off-brand sneakers.
These clothes have been washed, but no matter how clean they are, they can't get rid of the shabby feeling.
He has a weather-beaten face and a scalp covered with white hair. His feet are lame and he walks with a limp. He also carries a dirty leather bag in his arm that he picked up from somewhere.
"Did you see anything under his neck?"
Gu Li followed Lin Yue's reminder and looked over. There was a cross between the dark skin and the blue-gray coat. On it was a statue of the crucified Jesus, gently swaying with the ups and downs of the body.
"Every Monday, he would walk from the urban village in the north of Qiao to the exquisite commercial street in the south of Qiao, pass through a small garden and a dazzling theme square, go to the old church that existed in the last century, and look at the
Jesus inside seemed to be in a daze for two hours, and then returned to the world on the other side of the bridge. Didn’t he know that churches held services on Sundays? I think he knew, but why would he go there on Monday?”
"Numbliss and longing, pain and tranquility, hope and despair, wealth and poverty, death and redemption, Nan Xiang, do you see how they twist and struggle in his world? Can you express these things with a brush?"
Lin Yue said: "So, am I right?"
Nan Xiang remained silent.
Gu Yuan glanced at him with disgust, ran onto the overpass, took out a wad of money from his wallet and handed it to the disabled middle-aged man.
"Some people are so poor that only their souls are left, and some people are so poor that they only have money. Now, there is another thing in his world, called humiliation." Lin Yue said to Gu Li: "Don't block my way in the future, you follow
I am not from the same world."
After saying that, he lit a cigarette and left.
In fact... to put it bluntly, every character in this movie is not a human being.
"Wow, the way he smokes is so handsome. I really want to hear him calling me in my ear every day...ah, get up. Hey, hey...uh hey..." Tang Wanru held his face with both hands, looking like a nymphomaniac.
.
Lin Xiao pulled her away: "Wan Ru, can you please stop acting like a female orangutan is in heat? And Gu Li, who is he? Why do you have to fight with him?"
Gu Li glanced at her without explaining. Instead, he looked at Lin Yue's back as he opened the taxi door and said, "Stop, I don't accept it."
Lin Yue didn't stop, got into the passenger seat and asked the driver to start.
Not convinced?
What is needed is that you are not convinced. If you are convinced, it will be difficult to handle.
He did not go back to school directly. He got off the bus on a street in front of Shanghai University, turned left and entered a station selling welfare lottery tickets, where he spent half a month's living expenses.
To play with people like Lin Xiao, Nan Xiang, and Tang Wanru, you naturally don't need strong financial resources, but if you want to play with M.E.'s general manager Gong Ming and his brother Zhou Chongguang, you have money, so be prepared.
He couldn't understand why he had the urge to punch every male character in this movie.
Maybe... it should be... It's almost all because of the paper man. Maybe there's still some character tension in the novel, but when it's transferred to the screen, haha.
Twenty minutes later, he returned to the school dormitory, took out his laptop, and searched for how to contribute to "The Current Month".
"Lin Yue, I heard that you offended Miss Gu from International Finance?" Roommate Jiao Qifa asked with concern.
Lin Yue skillfully typed in the URL of GITHUB while downloading various environments needed for programming.
"What's the problem?"
"Then you have to be careful. Her temper is not very good, and she is always mean and will retaliate. It is said that the boys in her class are like a mouse seeing a cat in front of her."
Lin Yue checked the loading progress, opened the zipper of his backpack, "took out" Xiahou from the inside, rubbed its head, took off the top cover of the lunch box he used to eat, and broke up the biscuits he used to satisfy his hunger every day and put them inside.
Put it to its mouth.
"I'm that cat." He blinked: "Have you ever raised a cat?"
Jiao Qifa shook his head.
"Then you know what a cat will do if it catches a mouse when it's full?"
"What?"
"play."
Jiao Qifa seemed to understand, but finally noticed the windows and installation progress bar that kept flashing on the computer screen.
"What are you doing?"
"I need a ladder that's as stable as possible."
"..."
"By the way, does your girlfriend subscribe to M.E's magazine?"
"yes."
"Ask her to help me check the issue number with Zhou Chongguang's article."
"Zhou Chongguang? That star writer?"
"Yes, that's him."
"Why are you suddenly interested in him? Could it be..."
"What are you thinking about?"

A week later, in the multimedia classroom on the third floor of the business school teaching building, Lin Yue followed a girl into the room with a copy of "Marketing." He chose the aisle on the right and walked to the top. How could he have known that someone else would be there before he was halfway there?
Stopped.
It's Gu Li.
"Get out of the way."
"No."
The confrontation between the two people attracted the attention of the surrounding students, and for a while there was a buzz of discussion.
Lin Yue said: "You can't afford to lose, can you?"
Gu Li said: "I don't accept it."
"If you don't accept it, then ask Nan Xiang to draw the scene we saw a few days ago. You can tell whether her drawing is good or bad at a glance."
"She is painting, but do you know? She has torn up no less than twenty unfinished paintings, and she was almost tortured to the point of collapse by your words. She has grown so old, and the most proud thing about her is that her painting skills are good.
She earned the money for the fashion design elective by helping people draw, but what did you do? Why are you so vicious."
"Do you know what kind of woman I hate the most? She relies on her face to enjoy the attention of coveters in work and life, and at the same time says that those men who covet her body smell bad. So don't complain, that can only prove that you
He is a weak person." Lin Yue said coldly: "I will say it one last time, if you don't want to become someone else's laughing matter, get out of the way."
"you……"
Gu Li clenched his fists, glanced at the people who were watching the excitement, took a deep breath, and stepped aside to let him pass.
"Oh, Queen Gu also has her moments of weakness."
"Who is that kid? He's not from our class, is he?"
"Lin Yue from the Department of International Politics is the guy who publicly slapped Tong Nanming in the face in the small auditorium a few days ago."
"Didn't he keep a low profile before? How come recently..."
"..."
Amid the commotion, Professor Zhang, who teaches "Marketing," walked into the classroom, and everything fell silent.
"Today, we are talking about..."
In a forty-five-minute class, he stopped when he was about thirty minutes old.
"Students, you are seniors this year. As far as I know, some students have already started internships. In the coming time, I hope you will introduce some classic marketing cases that happened around you or encountered at work.
Is there any classmate who volunteers to come on stage?"
The people below looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't move.
At this time Gu Li stood up.
Professor Zhang said: "Okay, Gu Li, come here."
Gu Li said: "Teacher, I stand up to recommend someone to you."
Professor Zhang was stunned for a moment: "Who?"
Gu Li looked at Lin Yue, who was sitting alone in the corner: "He."
Professor Zhang looked at Lin Yue, wondering what happened to the eldest daughter of the Gu family today. He had an impression of that student as a very low-key person, and he didn't know what had offended her.
Lin Yue frowned and looked at Gu Li.
Chapter completed!
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