Chapter 679

The next day, song ran sent Gu Jingxing to the long-distance passenger station. Gu Jingxing took a bus to Suzhou city. Song ran prepared tea eggs and osmanthus tea for him, and ordered: "when you get to Suzhou City, find a way to call me, OK?"

Gu Jingxing should say: "don't worry, there are also some janitories over there."

Song ran patted her forehead: "are there any female comrades like Han Yue? In case of avoiding Han Yue and provoking other women, isn't that white hiding? "

Gu Jingxing chuckled: "Zhang Tuan inquired, there are all men, even the team doctors are men, you can rest assured."

Song ran hummed: "blame you."

Gu Jingxing touched his head: "blame me for what?"

Song ran didn't say that, only abdomen Fei way, blame you tall and handsome, ordinary little girl see, which can hold up.

"OK, nothing. Hurry in. If you're hungry, remember to eat tea eggs, you know?"

Gu Jingxing said with a smile: "Xiaoran, it took me more than two hours to go to Suzhou city. You filled me with more than ten tea eggs. Do you want to support me to death?"

After you arrive at song city, you will be more polite if you don't meet the people in Song Dynasty

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "well, our little Ran is really thoughtful."

Song ran sent him to the station, and then said goodbye to him.

Gu Jingxing wants to stay away from the limelight and find a way to let Han Yue leave. Song ran also wants to think about it. However, she has more heart than strength. The backing behind Han Yue is too strong.

If you stamp your feet at will, the northwest military region will shake three times. In their eyes, Gu Jingxing, a small official, is a sesame seed. It's totally insignificant.

But how to compete with her.

Song ran was really worried.

However, no matter how worried she was, she did not dare to delay her studies. After all, the lessons learned from last semester made her dare not take her studies lightly any more. In any case, learning is the most important thing.

On the other hand, although the costume drama in which Wen Huihui participated in Haiyuan art school did not make her very popular, she was recognized on the road.

For a freshman, strictly speaking, it is not easy.

Her "Bole" director Chen treated her very well. She was paid as much as No. 3 and No. 4. In that unworthy art school, Wen Huihui finally regained her sense of superiority.

However, she felt that God seemed to have a grudge against her and would never make her happy for too long.

As soon as she got paid, Jia Dahai smelled the money like hyenas.

As soon as Wen Huihui finished school, she saw Jia Dahai, who was loafing around the school gate. She was so nervous that she wanted to slip away. Jia Dahai called out to her. She suddenly felt that she had no light on her face and walked over reluctantly.

Jia Dahai took a cigarette and looked at her discontentedly: "I said, you are all big stars, give me to live in that broken house?"

Wen Huihui gritted her teeth: "I'm not a big star. I'm just playing a small role that doesn't make me a living. I'm still a student. It's not easy to rent a single room for you. What do you want from me?"

Jia Dahai stretched out his hand: "I don't care. I haven't had a good meal for several days. You have to give me money."