When I woke up the next day, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.
Zhao Gangjun suddenly jumped out of bed, changed his clothes and pants, and was about to go out.
"Where are you going at noon?" Liu Lang rubbed his groggy eyes and climbed up from the bed.
"If I miss class again, I think He Xiaorou will really have to repeat the grade for me." Zhao Gangjun said.
"It's a day off, Sao Nian."
Liu Lang said.
"ah?"
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that it seemed that it was indeed a holiday. The National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival holidays were celebrated together, so it lasted ten days!
Zhao Gangrong exhaled a long breath, looked at Liu Lang's pale face, and said, "What did you do last night?"
"I went to the playground to drink, and then I stopped drinking. I don't know how I got back. I continued to sleep."
Liu Lang yawned and lay on the bed again.
Zhao Gangjun did not go back to bed to sleep. He called Renault directly and then left the dormitory.
Somewhere outside school.
"Those people have asked, and they said it was arranged by Zhou Di."
Renault said to Zhao Gangjun.
"Zhou Di... seems to be a counterattack against what I did to him last time." Zhao Gangjun sneered and said, "Teach those people a lesson, then throw them to Zhou Di and let your people go back."
"Aren't you going to fight back?" Renault asked.
"There's no point in making small fuss."
Zhao Gangjun said, "In two months, the Ancient Martial Arts Federation will re-elect, and I will make it impossible for him to laugh at that time."
Seeing the hint of cruelty on Zhao Gangjun's face, Renault shuddered.
The affairs of the Mid-Autumn Festival Party have come to an end.
The mechanical class has become the most popular class in the entire school because of organizing such an unprecedented Mid-Autumn Festival party. As the squad leader of the mechanical class, Zhao Gangjun's reputation is so high that some people have even put Zhao Gangjun and Zhou Di, the student union president.
Together!
Zhao Gangjun left Renault and returned to school to find Su Hongjiu, and then went to have lunch together.
"this is for you."
Zhao Gangjun placed a bank card in front of Su Hongjiu and said, "Not much, three million. Your person's appearance fee yesterday."
"Donate it for me."
Su Hongjiu didn't even look at the card.
Zhao Gangjun smiled, took the card back, and then said, "Donate to Aunt Ziyi's fund in your name, no problem."
"no problem."
Su Hongjiu nodded, and then said, "Have you seen today's news?"
"What news?"
"Bird flu was discovered in Europe."
Su Hongjiu said, "It was discovered in Germany."
"Avian Influenza?"
Zhao Gangjun raised his eyebrows. He used to just glance at this kind of news, but now that he controls almost the largest breeding base in the entire FJ, Zhao Gangjun has become much more sensitive to this news.
"Well, highly pathogenic avian influenza is currently only spread among poultry. Chickens, ducks and geese are the largest vectors. Germany has culled millions of poultry for this purpose, even though it is quite far away from us.
But it’s not impossible for birds to bring something like bird flu here.”
"I see."
Zhao Gangjun nodded and called Li Rong's father.
Now Zhao Gangjun's farm in Li Rong's village is basically being managed by Li Rong's father. This honest countryman and a group of his fellow villagers help Zhao Gangjun keep the entire farm in order.
After telling Li Rong's father about bird flu, Li Rong's father immediately arranged for people to install netting on the chicken coop to prevent foreign birds from mixing with the chickens.
After a brief explanation, Zhao Gangjun didn't have much to worry about. Bird flu is a matter of luck. If you are lucky, nothing will happen. If you are unlucky, you may lose everything in one go. As for preventive measures, they are basically the same.
It's just a little precaution. No one can guarantee that a virus-carrying bird will fly over your chicken coop and poop into the chicken coop.
"You have so many days off during National Day, what are you going to do?"
Su Hongjiu asked Zhao Gangjun.
"I have to complete a mission."
Zhao Gangjun said, "The school will just trouble you."
"Brother Gangbong, why are you telling me this?" Hongjiu said with a smile, "If I can help you look after it, I will definitely look after it for you."
"Thank you. I won't say much more. When I go to the capital at the end of the year, I will go to your house and visit your parents by the way."
After dinner, Zhao Gangjun just wanted to go back to the dormitory to tell the people in the dormitory that he was going out in the next few days. As a result, someone from the school's Red Cross Society called and said that the blood bank had been set up. Today, for the first time, a school-wide blood bank was organized.
Blood activities, ask Zhao Gangjun to help.
Zhao Gangjun thought that since Han Tiantian was gone, there was no point in participating in the Red Cross Society, so he excused himself and said that he was busy recently. But he was told that if you don't help, at least you can take the lead in donating blood and get a blood donation certificate.
A bottle of milk and a piece of bread.
Anyway, it was a good deed, so Zhao Gangjun went there, donated blood, and got a blood donation certificate. Because he donated more, Zhao Gangjun also got an extra bottle of milk and a piece of bread.
Back in the dormitory, Zhao Gangjun threw the bread and milk to Zhou Tongyan, and then said, "I'm going out in the next few days, don't you think about me?"
"I'll go with you, Brother Gangbong."
Zhou Tongyan said.
"No, this is a private matter."
Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "I'll be back in a few days."
"Oh well."
Zhou Tongyan saw that Zhao Gangjun had no intention of letting him help, so he did not continue to ask.
"It's finally done!"
Meng Qing's voice came from the side. Meng Qing was seen holding the gaming helmet he bought before and said happily, "Hahaha! I really made it."
It was rare for Zhao Gangjun to see such a heroic side of Meng Qing, so he smiled and said, "How did it turn out?"
"Ninety-five percent realism!"
Meng Qing shook the helmet proudly and said, "I have improved the fidelity of this helmet to 95%, which is almost the same as reality."
"So awesome?"
Zhao Gangjun asked in surprise.
"Of course, but there are only a few simulation scenes that can be entered now. How about it, Gang Bing, do you want the facts?" Meng Qing asked.
"Try it."
Zhao Gangjun walked to Meng Qing's bedside, took the helmet and put it on his head.
"Sit on the edge of the bed."
Meng Qing said.
Zhao Gangjun nodded, sat beside the bed, and pressed the switch on the helmet.
A slightly dizzy feeling came over.
Zhao Gangjun only felt a click between heaven and earth, and then the surrounding scene completely changed!
I am on a grassland.
The wind gently blew over my body, and the cool, silky feeling felt like it was real.
At this moment, a bird fluttered up from the side, chirping and flew into the sky.
There was a rustling sound on the ground, and a rabbit jumped out of nowhere.
Zhao Gangjun bent down and grabbed the bald man in his hand.
Soft, furry to the touch.
"What a fool!"
Zhao Gangjun was shocked, this... this is the rhythm of making a fortune!