() In the next month, we kept repeating the life of studying - being bullied by wild boars - and sleeping, which was boring and depressing. The rabbits studied with the craziest energy in their lives, and sleeping for even an hour became a luxury

It has become a common thing to work overtime all night, my face is covered with stubble and I have no time to take care of it, I have not taken a shower for a week and I have no time to take care of it, the instant noodle boxes on the side have become a mountain and are starting to become moldy and infested with insects, and no one has taken care of it. Every dormitory has become a

A garbage dump full of drafts, garbage and dirty clothes, with a stinky smell.

The rabbits worked hard, the rabbits were very hard, and the rabbits were very tired from their lives. They couldn't help complaining that they had been fed a lot of juice by the old cat at that time. They didn't enjoy a good day, but they were stressed.

Tieniu couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene:

"This is the place where a top student should live."

When he said this, dandruff as big as snowflakes fell down from his hair, which was as greasy as fried noodles.

Pure nonsense.

My situation is the worst. I was originally at the bottom of the class. Usually everyone is lazy, but I spent an extra two hours trying to catch up. Now everyone is sprinting like crazy, and my fatal weakness of lack of stamina has been completely exposed.

When we came out, we were far behind the large army.

It's very distressing, very scary, but there's nothing you can do about it, just like seeing your arteries disconnected but not being able to stop the bleeding.

I once vowed to become the best ak, but now this dream is leaving me.

But it wasn't just my dreams that were shaken to me, or rather to us.

That day, I was struggling with a bunch of calculation problems but couldn't find a clue. The master I always relied on, Dumb, hadn't arrived yet. I couldn't help but jump up and prepare to ask the top student next door for advice.

When I opened the door, I almost ran into Dumb's big face.

This guy's face and hair were wet, as if he had washed his hair, but he also exuded a strange smell that was obviously not right.

"Hey, have you gone to take a shower?"

I asked, and Duan showed a bitter smile.

"How is that possible? It's just a new disgusting trick of the wild boar. Please be careful."

From his narration, I learned that the wild boar had invented a new trick: going around behind the victim while the person was urinating, and then pulled down the victim's pants. When he bent down out of habit, he tried to pull his pants back up.

At this time, the villain took the opportunity to hold down the victim's head and press him into the liquid from his own urine in the urinal...

I felt a chill and subconsciously touched my belt.

I comforted him a few words and asked him to go to the bathroom to rinse off first. Then I asked him about the question. It was probably not a simple question, which made Dumb frown.

"Sorry, I don't know how to do this."

"oh."

I responded with some disappointment, but Ah-Dai's reaction was extremely violent. He quickly waved his hands and explained anxiously at a speed that was about to be overtaken by a tiger.

"Don't... don't get me wrong, I really don't, I don't mean anything else, I really don't mean anything else."

"What's not interesting?"

I'm baffled.

"That's it."

"Which one is coming?"

"That, that, that..."

"Um, that's...oh."

In the end, I finally understood. The two of us looked at each other speechlessly. I sighed and patted Ah-Dai on the shoulder, while Ah-Dai lowered his head in shame.

This damn death match has unintentionally shaken our trust in each other.

In addition to being distressed, I couldn’t read the book anymore, so I said hello to Dumb and the Iron Bull next door, and went out to spread the word. Everyone felt that nationalists were everywhere on the streets of Moscow like germs, and it was really hard to go out alone.

Immediately after the danger, many people offered to go with me, but I refused them all very stubbornly.

To be honest, I was so depressed that I wanted to fight, and I was eager for these blind people to come to my door.

Putting on my windbreaker and going out, I walked directly towards Zhongyang Park, which is also an important hideout for various villains in Moscow. The top of the city is like the Vatican Cathedral, which is clearly visible no matter which angle it moves, and its size is equivalent to two-thirds of a red square.

The huge hexagonal high-definition monitor at the venue was taking turns to play today's weather, the Executive Chairman's condemnation of the Confederate intervention in the Stanville Confederacy to "liberate" the Treaty Army, and propaganda films that constantly showed off the huge muscles of the Treaty Army.

It is said that this is a landmark building in the "105 Industrial Plan" for the treaty to show its major breakthroughs in electronic technology. However, it is tragic that the alliance quickly popularized a more advanced holographic projection system, making this pile of chips and steel old.

The combination of craftsmanship instantly became obsolete waste.

I glanced at the news and found that I was not interested so I continued forward. I had just walked out of the majestic and magnificent university gate less than 100 meters away, probably across a road and walked onto No. 3 Street, when I was called

Living.

"That guy over there, wait a minute."

Nainai, it came really quickly.

I immediately got ready, but wait, will the gangster be so polite?

Looking back, I saw a guy with disheveled hair, a skinny figure that looked like he had been smoking for a hundred years, and a half-worn suit hanging loosely on his body. He looked like a young man who had been living at the bottom of society.

The only difference about the clerk is that his eyes exude the cunning sparkle that only businessmen have. Compared to those guys who are sleepy and smell of smoke and alcohol, he is also much drier.

"If you fart quickly, let it go!"

I was in a very bad mood, so it certainly didn't make it any better when I talked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm only interrupting you for two minutes. It's not easy for everyone to hang out and eat. Please help me."

That man immediately treated me respectfully, as if I was his father, and I felt embarrassed when he did this.

"What's your business?"

"Oh, this is my business card, please take a look."

The man took out an exquisite business card case from his pocket that obviously did not match his attire. He pulled out a card from the exquisitely designed slot and handed it to me respectfully. I scanned it roughly and it seemed that it was

A professional intermediary from a certain company, below is a string of names as long as a train, which makes my eyes hurt.

"Oh, just call me Gasimov. You Orientals may not be used to such long surnames."

The other party's observation skills were obviously good, and he could tell at a glance that I was having trouble, and immediately provided a measure to facilitate communication between the two parties.

"Mr. Nagasimov, what can you do?"

"May I ask, are you a student of this academy?"

"That's right.

"Ask me further, do you have any plans for winter vacation?"

"Not yet, what's going on?"

I'm getting a little impatient. Is it time to check the household registration in the contract?

The guy showed an expression of relief, with a smile as eager as seeing a gold brick.

"To be honest, I was entrusted by the company to introduce relevant personnel to a large department."

"oh."

I'm a little interested. If God bless me to survive this semester, I plan to go out to work part-time to earn some pocket money. However, based on the wariness I cultivated in China, I am not interested in this kind of pie-selling person.

Guys have deep distrust. If they are cheated by a scammer, it will be a small loss of money, but a big loss of life.

But this guy has already started to talk endlessly about the benefits of work, such as monthly salary of "more than 5,000 Mala", "extra year-end bonus", "easy to become a full-time employee", "working hours no more than eight hours a day" and so on.

, the core issue was not touched on at all, so I had to interrupt this guy’s chatter.

"Excuse me, what kind of job is it?"

"Haha, it's not convenient to disclose that at the moment, but please rest assured that our company's credibility is very high, and there is absolutely no possibility of deceiving anyone."

This smelled very much like a leather bag company, and my heart suddenly started ringing loudly. I swore that if this guy dared to ask me for agency fees or anything, I would flatten his nose with a punch first.

As if he noticed my vigilance, Asimov smiled as if he was used to this kind of questioning and continued:

"It's really inconvenient for us to disclose the specific nature of the job. Please decide for yourself whether you believe it or not. But please believe us, it is really a pity for people like you to waste time in convenience stores."

"I am considered a talented person, but your department is really a bit pathetic."

I mocked coldly.

Asimov seemed not to hear anything and continued to introduce himself.

"There is my phone number on the back of the business card. It is on 24 hours a day. If necessary, you can call me at any time. Okay, I'll excuse you for now."

After saying that, the pimp smiled at me, turned around and left, disappearing on the street in a moment. I was depressed and wanted to throw the business card on the back of his head, but after thinking about it carefully, I decided to put the business card instead.

I stuffed it back into my jacket pocket, and a special feeling made me think I might need this.
Chapter completed!