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Section 21 Orange Cat Poetry Society

Xia Rong, who had just broken up with his girlfriend, was in a bad mood. School hadn't started yet, so he couldn't find a real person to do it. He simply went to the light armor area of ​​the holographic network [Minglan Forest] and played ranked matches for six consecutive hours, killing the red.

After closing his eyes, the pent-up energy in his chest finally eased a lot.

Didi didi, there was a news reminder, he took a look at the calling order of the society.

The boss is back at school.

Every time the eldest brother returns to school, a summons will be sent out. I can’t find anyone during the holidays, and messages sent to him are never answered. Even the [Old House], which is usually used for group activities, will be closed.

Xia Rong entered the coordinates of [Old House] and his eyes changed.

The brown teak floor is shiny, but it exudes a sense of history, and creaks when you step on it. The living room is very empty, and the long dining table is neatly placed with sterling silver candlesticks, filled with white candles, and the candlelight is soft. Hanging on the wall

There are ancient star maps and large oil paintings, and there is a church-like dome above the head.

There is a desk in the corner of the living room, with a copper base and glazed desk lamp emitting a soft light. In the corner of the desk, there is a fluffy orange cat, its body balled up, sleeping soundly. The bookcases behind the desk are almost filled with all kinds of books.

, these are not decorations, but various materials collected by the boss.

Retro-style fabric sofas, soft beige country-style carpets, and black cast-iron fireplaces with red flames are very warm. This is the [Old House], where they usually gather.

Xia Rong found a sofa to lie down on.

The boss likes retro style and spent a lot of effort to build this independent room. It was originally for personal use, but later became a public room for their small group.

Xia Rong actually likes this room quite a lot. It's really annoying to see those cold metal and glass styles every day.

Of course, if you ask him to decorate one, he will definitely not do it. In the holographic network, it is easy to build an independent room and it does not cost much, but if you want to decorate it beautifully and distinctively, you have to spend time and taste.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about it. He was lazy and had poor taste since he was a child. He was complained about by his girlfriend more than once. Thinking of his girlfriend, he felt even worse and his face became gloomy.

A ray of light shone, and a tall and thin figure appeared.

"The boss hasn't arrived yet?"

Gong Jun was wearing a light pink shirt with a half-open collar, a pair of light blue beach pants with a coconut tree pattern on his lower body, and flip-flops on his feet.

Xia Rong ignored him.

Gong Jun noticed Xia Rong's gloomy expression and raised his eyebrows: "What's going on? We broke up?"

Xia Rong's face turned darker.

Gong Jun sat down on the sofa opposite Xia Rong: "Let's break it up. The old ones won't go and the new ones won't come in. It's better than me. Except for my servant, I haven't spoken to any other woman in two months. It's okay.

In the last year, I won’t have to go to that rural place in Wuba anymore. Brothers, please get excited tonight, please!”

Xia Rong's expression softened slightly, and she felt much more comfortable after thinking about Gong Jun's hard vacation.

Star Wuba is a small planet, similar to Star Star. The difference is that most of its places are oceans. Planet Wuba has a sparse population, backward commerce, and the scenery is, well, not beautiful at all. It is a very boring place.

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However, Wuba is Gong Jun's hometown. From the time Gong Jun can remember, his father only gave him two choices during school holidays. Either go back to Wuba alone for vacation, or stay with his parents for vacation.

To paraphrase Gong Jun, Wuba is just bored, and his father is the battlefield. Father and son can't deal with each other when they are young, and they can't have peace for two minutes together. What's even more frustrating is that he can't beat his father.

Wuba has become a must-visit place for Gong Jun every year.

After a while, another light flashed and a bubble the size of a basketball appeared.

Kurt's voice came from the bubble: "The boss is not here yet? I'll play for a while first, the boss is dying!"

The light kept shining, and people kept appearing.

As the number of people increased, the atmosphere began to become lively. Although holographic network communication is now convenient, the boss is not open to the [Old Residence] during the holidays, and everyone has their own arrangements, except Gong Jun.

A tall and handsome figure appeared, and everyone stood up one after another.

"Boss!" "Boss!" "Boss!"

Kurt, who was playing the game, closed the game without saying a word. Bang, the bubble burst, his figure was revealed, and he shouted: "Boss!"

Everyone is like stars over the moon, surrounded by their boss Yu Zhe in the center.

The surname Yu is very old, and this is an ancient family.

Yu Zhe is wearing a Fengren school uniform and is very tall, 1.9 meters tall. He has fair skin, a handsome face, and short black hair parted in the middle with soft waves. Looking at his appearance alone, Yu Zhe is the handsome boy next door, sunny and handsome. But

Anyone who really regards him as the pretty boy next door will definitely die miserably.

Although the [Orange Cat Poetry Club] is only a small club in Fengren, their president is one of the ten most dangerous people in Fengren. Xia Rong is very confident in his own strength, but he has never won against the boss.

He was very impressed with his boss.

Yu Zhe greeted everyone and hugged them one by one.

"You're all here. I feel like everyone had a good holiday."

Xia Rong also stood up and shouted in a dull voice: "Boss."

Yu Zhe walked up to Xia Rong and patted his shoulder without saying a word.

Yu Zhe motioned for everyone to sit down and said, "School will start tomorrow. Everyone has seen the news from the Department of Ethics and Discipline."

"I saw it." "This is giving us eye drops!" "The school is looking for trouble!"

Yu Zhe nodded: "Harold sent me a message, asking us not to compete with their Guangjia Society. He wants the one called Longcheng."

Harold is the president of the Guangjia Society, the largest society in Fengren, and he is extremely powerful.

"Damn it, why!" "This is too overbearing!" "Boss, let's have a fight!"

Although the Guangjia Club has a large number of people, the staff of the Orange Cat Poetry Club are more capable. After a idle summer vacation, everyone is a little ready to move. The club also needs to add fresh blood. Recruiting new people is the top priority every year. How to retain freshmen?

He was deeply impressed, and all major societies were racking their brains.

Yu Zhe asked: "Has anyone seen the assessment images of Dragon City?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one says anything. They are all third-year old students, who cares about the freshmen?

Obviously the situation in front of him was what Yu Zhe had expected. He said calmly: "Let's take a look together."

Everyone gathered together to watch the assessment video of Dragon City.

As soon as the Iron Plow King appeared, everyone got excited, screams and whistles came and went, and there were all kinds of surprises throughout the process.

“Damn it, there’s such an operation!” “It’s so funny!” “It makes me want to play with agricultural light armor!”

After the video was played, Yu Zhe asked: "Tell me what you think."

"There are new ideas! The strength should be good!" "It's a pity that he joined the Discipline Office, otherwise he could be absorbed into our club." "Not bad." "There is potential."

When asked about Xia Rong, Xia Rong said impatiently: "Boss, please tell me directly, whether to fight or not to fight?"

Yu Zhe said meaningfully: "To fight, of course we have to fight. As for who to fight, we have to think carefully about it."


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