MTL - I Refuse to be a Supporting Character-Chapter 24

After consulting with the family, Gu Jin made a phone call to Cheng Xiao’s Xiao Ming, Li Mingyi, to inform her that she was going to move out.

Li Mingyi naturally refused. She only had a daughter from Cheng Xin. For many years, the concern for nieces is no less than that for her daughters.

Gu Jin had expected.

She compiled a reason to say that she is going to concentrate on studying at the school.

Learning is just a matter of righteousness. Li Mingyi has asked for two sentences and will no longer block it.

In the next few days, Gu Jin moved things to school.

There aren't many things in the apartment, and there is nothing to bring with the big ones.

Gu Jin put on some clothes, as well as the annotated books left by the original Lord.

Two suitcases, a taxi will be fixed.

The residence halls of the Imperial University are divided into double rooms, quadruple rooms and six-person rooms. The fees for each type are different.

The original owner was not bad, and he had set a double room since he entered the school, but rarely lived in it.

Just put things like textbooks that are temporarily unavailable in the dormitory, and occasionally go to the dormitory when you can't return to the apartment.

The dormitory is in good condition, and the room friend can also be. After Gu Jin lived in, I felt more comfortable than before in the apartment.

"Gu Jin, do you need to bring you a meal when I come back?" Shang Siyu applied a thick layer of sunscreen to the face with a little baby fat and added a hat. She will go out to eat with her boyfriend later, the sun outside is so big, can't tan her little face like a flower.

Gu Jin Yingsheng lifted his head in front of the computer and saw that his lovely new roommate was ready. She stood a few steps away, her eyes were well-behaved, and there was no rush to the Gu Jin computer.

“Thank you, no need,” Gu Jin said with a smile and said: “I will go to the library in a while, eat by the way, you should go eat it yourself.”

"Cheng, then I am leaving." Shang Siyu nodded and did not insist.

After living in the school for a few years, she basically lived alone in this dormitory. Although Gu Jin has said a lot of times, the two are not the same professional students, and there are not many opportunities.

She and Gu Jin are not very familiar. Suddenly, being intimate can make people feel uncomfortable, and sometimes people should maintain an appropriate distance.

It is also the attitude of Shang Jiayu that Gu Jinsong, who is conscious of the private territory, is temporarily relieved to live in the school.

When the door closes, Gu Jin once again looks down on the Internet to find information.

She intends to write an ancient short story as a manuscript submitted next week.

Since she is proposing to accept submissions for novels, it is natural to assume a responsible attitude.

The magazine novel is short in length and refined in language. Gu Jin is concentrating on thinking about the story of the novel, and suddenly a ringing of the phone rings.

Looked at the caller on the screen, Gu Jin pressed the answer button, "Tong Lin? Is there something?"

At the other end of the phone, Tong Lin’s gentle and pleasant voice came: “Gu Jin, isn’t it good to ask someone to eat today?”

Please eat?

Gu Jin stayed for a moment, took a look at his head and almost forgot about it.

There was a low laugh over there, and he said, "How? Is it remorse?"

"No regrets," Gu Jinyu's temple, looked at the time, less than eleven, still have time.

"I have booked a seat at the tea restaurant in Renmin Road, and I will meet there later." Gu Jin selected the place a few days ago, directly skipping the most popular Yuqing Pavilion nearby, and chose another word of mouth. A good shop.

Tong Lin replied quickly: "Good."

Time is tight, and her party as a treat is not good for people to wait. Hang up the phone, Gu Jin quickly began to pack himself.

It is already 40 minutes after arriving at the agreed place.

Gu Jin followed the waiter and found that Lin Lin, who was wearing a white shirt, was waiting there.

"Sorry, I am late." She dropped the bag and apologized to Tong Lin.

Tong Lin stood up, waited for Gu Jin to sit down in the opposite position, sat down, poured a glass of water, and handed it over. "It doesn't matter, I just arrived."

"How can you only be alone?" Gu Jin took a drink from the cup, and the warm water crossed the day. It was much more comfortable than the iced drink. She looked at the opposite side and wondered: "Is the old man of the mountain river big?"

Tong Lin did not answer, smiled slightly, and the cold face suddenly became a bit vivid.

As a Yan control, Gu Jin couldn't help but look at his eyes. Looking at it and seeing it, she snorted and exclaimed, "Would you not be the author of the old man?"

“Where is it not like?” Tong Lin leaned back and sat on his seat with his hands crossed, staring at Gu Jin’s eyes and asking seriously.

"No, quite like it." Gu Jin avoided his eyes and reached for the water at the table and took another sip. He smiled and said: "It feels a bit unexpected."

She did not expect such a stunning book to come from a young man in his twenties. Because in the book "Da Ming's First Auxiliary", the words are sharp and sophisticated, and it is impossible to read hundreds of classics. In particular, the author's understanding and deepening of the history of the Ming Dynasty is amazing.

However, why didn't he directly say that he is the author?

Now this situation is considered a netizen?

...somewhat awkward.

Tong Lin bowed his head and the staggered fingers moved. "The book was written the year before." Then, he seems to have fallen into some sort of memory, muttering: "It is worthwhile to write now."

Ok? It sounds like a story.

Gu Jin was curious and couldn't ask for an exit.

Asked what to do if you poke a wound to someone else?

The atmosphere is silent.

Tong Lin looked up and smiled at her and asked with concern: "Hungry?"

"A little bit." Gu Jin honestly replied that she had not yet had breakfast.

Tong Lin called the waiter and handed the menu to her with a smile: "Ms. priority."

Gu Jin stunned, no resignation, smiled and took the menu back. She didn't know if she had any ingredients for taboos. She followed the above picture and ordered a few dishes that didn't look heavy.

After finishing the dishes, the two sat face to face, no one spoke.

The scene was quiet, and at this time, facing Lin Lin, Gu Jin’s feeling of guilty conscience rose again. She brows and feels that she will be quiet again, she may be worse.

"Tong Lin, what do you think of the magazine?"

So, in the process of waiting for the dishes, the two began to discuss the establishment of the magazine.

"Do not worry about the issue of founding funds," Tong Lin raised his eyebrows. He said: "A magazine can't use much money at first. Everyone can do it with a little power. It's not enough for me to take responsibility. The key is how to attract authors to us. Submitted here."

Indeed, even if their magazines were successfully founded, they were not well-known at the beginning, and there was no author submission. It is not enough for one person who is willing to join in the literary society.

However, how much money does it cost to start a fund?

how is this possible?

It is not a decimal for the author's manuscript fee and the publication of the book. Even if they make up the money for a while, if the funds are not turned around, it will be difficult to sustain.

Gu Jin coveted, listening to his tone of ease and easy to look, it seems that this child president is in a good family.

“Attracting authors to submit contributions, welfare benefits must be good.” Gu Jin said.

"You are right," Tong Lin nodded.

Then, the two talked about the welfare of the manuscript.

Just saying, the dish is coming.

"Today we are here to eat, how do you say that the magazine has come?" Gu Jin coughed and said: "I am not good, there are too many problems."

"Nothing," Tong Lin laughed, and stopped the topic. He said with conviction: "As one of the founders, you want to know more about the situation. The specific matters will be discussed in the next community meeting. Can't waste your mind."

Mind? Don't get me wrong, I really don't have a heart.

The house is being married to a woman who is arranged at home. It is said that this woman has just graduated from graduate school and stayed at the university as a teacher.

It is said that the teacher is a hard gardener, and the house is also very respectful of the profession.

But I feel that I am still young, and that I can be a young man who has been able to spend another 20 years. Not only is it not interested in the woman who is a teacher, he is far from being a woman who is obstructing his wave.

Especially the female teacher opposite, wearing long hair, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, wearing a professional suit, always gives him the illusion of facing the primary school director.

"Mr. Fang," the female teacher took a paper towel and wiped her mouth gracefully. She looked up at his face and said, "I think our hobbies are quite consistent. I can listen to the opinions of my family."

I was bored and just waited for the meal and said that the house that I was worshipping also took a piece of paper. When I was about to wipe my mouth, I suddenly stopped.

He didn't say anything, his eyes fixed on the back of the woman...

The female teacher was a little bit stunned by his burning eyes, his face was slightly red, and he shyly shook his head: "Mr. Fang, are you willing?"

The listing stood up and explored the body.

Isn’t he old-fashioned? If you don’t see the girlfriend that Mu Mingcheng has personally admitted, he will go out to eat with other men.

And the two people talked and laughed, it is clear that there is a trait!

Mu Ming has a long grass on his head? God! Does he know?

The house was so shocked that he opened his mouth and thought about it, and he told him not to brag about it.

"Mr. Fang, don't rely on it so close." The female teacher raised her eyebrows and leaned back. "We haven't determined the relationship yet, you can't..."

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Hey, whisper." The house turned back. "Sorry, I think we are not at all suitable. Let's continue."

There are several tables across the table, and each table has a separate glass, so the voice of the female teacher did not attract the attention of Gu Jin.

The house hid behind the plants placed on the side of the glass, took out two pictures of the phone and sent it to Mu Mingcheng.

"Mu Ge, there is a little white face to dig your corner."

Mu Mingcheng, who has been working at the desk for a long time, has not had time to eat lunch. He heard the private cell phone "beep" and took it.

On the photo sent by the property, Gu Jin is eating with an unknown man.

Mu Mingcheng felt that his empty stomach was a little bit painful.

The author has something to say: Stomach pain?

Big Brother, are you sure that it is not a liver pain?

The author can't write a long article, and this article won't be very long, about ten thousand words. (Not bad, the story is fast.)

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