Born Again: A Journey of Love Rediscovered Novel Chapter 324

After a tiring day, the charming good friend finally returned to Linchuan University from Longkai International Hotel, with a CD still placed on the passenger seat.

This CD was burned by the Linchuan Municipal Government. It contains the entire interview process of the signing conference. It was packed in a soft protective sleeve. One copy was left to John Qin as a souvenir.

John Qin readily accepted it, feeling that such a 360-degree weapon that nourishes people with no blind spots should be released once everyone is caught.

As a result, as soon as he stopped the car, he found that he had received a bunch of messages on QQ. John Tian, Song Qingqing, Ma Jiangming, and Tan Shipeng were all sending him rainbow farts one after another. Only then did he know that as early as this afternoon , Principal Zhang has already installed it for him on the cafeteria TV.

It's boring, it's really boring.

John Qin took the CD back to the boys' dormitory 302 and found that all three goods in the dormitory were there.

Charles Cao was playing the game, the keyboard knocked on, and he shouted in his mouth. As a result, he was headshot first, and his mentality was very burst.

Zachary Ren was blocking the door of the balcony, watching Lao Cao playing games while brushing his shoes fiercely. For a rough man who had to prepare mentally three days in advance to wash his feet, this was really rare. At first sight, he fell in love. Care about image.

Chaozi read the novel honestly, turning his fingers into swords from time to time and making gestures for a while, immersed in the world that he could only see.

John Qin reached out and pulled out a stool from under the table and threw the CD on the table, which instantly attracted Charles Cao's attention.

"Lao John, why do you still buy this kind of thing?"

"What's wrong?" John Qin didn't understand.

Charles Cao showed an expression like a gentleman: "How shameless, Lao John, aren't the things on the Internet enough for you? You even bought a plate specially. Is it an out-of-print collection? Which country is it from?"
There is a video store hidden in an alley to the south of Linda Pedestrian Street. The owner is called Nan Ge. There is a black cabinet behind his video store. There are many similar CDs there. There are no patterns on the surface. There is only a mysterious word written on it. number plate.

It is said that many students at Linchuan University have gone to buy it. When they came back to get the CD-ROM drive and play it, no one in the dormitory could calm down.

Although the Internet has developed and there are a variety of online resources, the servers of many informal websites are poor and unstable at all, and lags are common. Sometimes it takes half an hour for an actor to take off his tea, which is urgent. There are many enthusiastic students who are eager to get in and help.

Therefore, if we want to say that this kind of art form that ordinary people like to hear and see, it has to be more interesting when played on a CD.

It doesn’t matter how high-definition it is, and it doesn’t matter whether it has subtitles or not. At least it won’t get stuck in PPT at critical moments.

Of course, there will be times when you buy this kind of disc and you’ll be disappointed.

Last time Zhang Guangfa from the dormitory next door secretly bought one, intending to secretly appreciate art, but when he went back and played it, he found it was "Blue Rat and Big-faced Cat".

However, Zhang Guangfa did not realize that he had been deceived at first, because in their view, this was the basis for the video store to prevent random inspections.

When they record a disc, they often add an irrelevant paragraph in front of the exciting content. Sometimes it's a cartoon, sometimes it's a Peking opera. It lasts about five to ten minutes, and then suddenly switches to the feature film.

As a result, Zhang Guangfa watched the CD twice that night and saw nothing inappropriate at all. It was "The Blue Mouse and the Big-Faced Cat" from beginning to end, and he was so angry that he cursed his mother.

John Qin turned the CD in his hand twice and looked at it front and back. Don't tell me, this thing is indeed similar to the one sold by Brother Nan. It also has no title or label.

"It's probably made in China. I haven't seen it yet. Are you interested? I'll show it to you."

Charles Cao took it "reluctantly" and inserted it into his optical drive "reluctantly", cursing that he would severely criticize this vulgar art.

As a result, when he saw John Qin in a suit and leather shoes, the ordinary young Master Cao was instantly filled with the smell of pussy.

Damn, I saw something dirty!

John Qin was standing nearby and was very happy: "Damn, this male protagonist is so handsome. It makes Yan Zu feel like he can't hold his head up. Lao Cao, do you want to collect it? I will help you recover." Carve a copy?"

"Goodbye, farewell, I can't appreciate this thing, you can keep it for yourself." Charles Cao quickly pulled out the disk, not wanting to look at it more for fear of dirtying the computer.

John Qin put away the CD and looked at Zachary Ren: "Old Ren, how is your relationship with Wang Linlin going?"

"It's very good, Brother John. We went out for a meal, visited the library, and yesterday we went to the gymnasium to watch a badminton match."

"It's going well. It seems that this girl is interested in you. Otherwise, there won't be another date after the first date. Keep up the good work, Lao Ren. However, you can't just coax girls. You still have to take the initiative when it's time to go on a date. Take the initiative."

After John Qin finished speaking, he went to the balcony to wash up, then lay back on the bed and found that Nancy Feng had sent him many brother messages.

This girl usually doesn't call her "brother" as soon as she starts talking. This title is a big move for her. She usually only uses it when she wants to act like a spoiled brat, or when she wants to do something that is not allowed by her. Why did she start talking about it today? big.

"Little devil, why are you so loud today?"

"I'm not a little devil, John Qin, I'm a little goblin."

At the same time, Zachary Ren also received Wang Linlin's QQ message. He immediately threw down his shoe brush and went to bed, lying on his side to reply to the other party's message, smiling with eyebrows all over his face, and his eyes were full of coquettishness.

What's even more coincidental is that Charles Cao also received a call from Daisy Ding right after he retired from the tour and went to bed. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but subtly raise, and he took every mouthful of treasure.

After a while, Joe Zhou broke away from the world of fantasy novels and wanted to talk to someone about the exciting plot. After all, everyone is a boy, so they will definitely resonate with this kind of thing.

As a result, he shouted for a long time, but no one in the dormitory agreed.

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Joe Zhou stood up, walked to the middle of the dormitory and looked around, and then saw a world-famous painting.

The three people lying on the bed had the same expressions. They were all holding mobile phones and holding quilts between their legs. Their eyes seemed to be glued to the screen. The smiles at the corners of their mouths were shallow but gentle at the same time.

Especially Brother John, his eyes are as soft as water, revealing infinite pampering, as if pink bubbles are floating all over his body.

"Brother John, are you in love too?"

"Go away, I'm making friends."

John Qin suppressed his smile a little, put on a super serious face, and his softened pride suddenly became hard.

The next morning, the morning light covered the campus, passing through the leaves that were beginning to turn yellow, and scattered all over the ground, gradually conveying a hint of autumn.

John Qin came out of the dormitory, went to the cafeteria in the morning light, and asked Nancy Feng to come out for breakfast. When they met, he found that the little rich woman looked sleepy, as if she had stayed up all night.

She was always dumb when she was with him, but now she is sleepy and stupid, and she has become even dumber. Coupled with that beautiful little face, she is simply cute and soulless.

"Did you steal a chicken last night?"

John Qin picked up a shredded potato with chopsticks and fed it into the little rich woman's mouth.

Nancy Feng ate the shredded potatoes and shook his head slightly: "I didn't steal the chicken. I stayed up late last night."

"What are you doing staying up late? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early?" John Qin put on the expression of a strict father.

Before the little rich woman could answer, Gao Wenhui came over with a dinner plate: "She watched your interview video until midnight last night. She kept watching a few clips over and over again. All the girls in our dormitory collectively dreamed of you. Already."

John Qin turned to look at Nancy Feng: "Did you dream about me last night?"

"You don't need to ask her this question. She dreams about you every day and can't live without you." Gao Wenhui couldn't help but rush to answer.

Nancy Feng nodded coldly: "Wen Hui is right."

"The whole dormitory collectively dreamed of me. This is not a multi-person sport..."

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"It's okay, let's eat. I just sighed suddenly."

John Qin said with a smile, reached out and picked up a piece of meat and fed it to the little rich woman. He also picked a piece of chili pepper from the little rich woman's bowl and put it in Gao Wenhui's bowl. Then he took the chicken leg from Gao Wenhui's bowl and gave it to him. own.

Gao Wenhui was stunned for a moment, then immediately grinned: "You snatched my chicken legs again, are you polite? Nancy Feng, look at your husband, is he polite?"

Nancy Feng glanced at John Qin and said nothing. Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly and her eyes began to be blank. The main theme was "I don't understand anything."

John Qin returned the chicken legs with a look of disgust on his face: "I'm just going to scare you, look at your worthless look."

"The drumstick is my life, you can deduct my salary, but you can't bite my drumstick!" Gao Wenhui was extremely fierce.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll just deduct your salary." John Qin looked reluctant.

"No, why do you deduct my salary?"

"Xiao Gao, do you have amnesia? You were the one who asked me to deduct your salary a second ago, but you are not willing to deduct it now. There is nothing you can do to explain it."

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After a while, John Qin finished his breakfast and hurried back to the entrepreneurial base to start arranging the next tasks, while Nancy Feng accompanied Gao Wenhui to continue eating, yawning from sleepiness during the process.

Gao Wenhui couldn't help but look at her: "You have stayed up so late, but you still have to get up early to have breakfast with him? Your good friend's brain is getting more and more serious."

Nancy Feng nodded seriously: "John Qin's food is delicious."

"Then I'll feed you one, and you can try to see if what I feed you tastes good."

"I don't want it, Wenhui, I don't want to eat your saliva."

Gao Wenhui held her breath: "Why do you like John Qin's saliva so much?"

Nancy Feng was already sleepy, and her expression became pitiful: "Wenhui, my head can't think anymore. You are about to finish eating. Can we go back and catch up on some sleep?"