Daily live broadcast became popular in ancient times

Chapter 11 The aristocratic school of that era

The hand that can be used as a template cranks up the car window, the black car opens the door, and the black down jacket has purple and yellow lines crossing it, which is full of design.

[I am from R City, why have I never seen this school? If such a beautiful building really existed, it would have become an internet celebrity long ago.] The audience was still immersed in the shock (X) and quarrel (√) brought by R high

The face on the down jacket is a combination of camellia and red rose, and the boy also wears valuable sneakers.

In this era where food stamps are needed to eat and industrial vouchers are required to buy things, he is like a noble and noble alien.

[The person upstairs really believes that the anchor was in the 1960s]

"R High School is the number one aristocratic school in the city. It only admits very few poor students with top grades." The boy had double-standard fox eyes, but he used these eyes to look down at others at the moment.

Ji Jiuru, who was being looked down upon, got up from the bench, quietly came behind the boy, took out a small bench and sat down.

[It’s just acting, they are all actors]

The boy didn't notice Ji Jiuru's approach.

[Would you like to bet upstairs? ! 】

Of course, it could also be that he doesn't care about civilians.

[The anchor is really from our mother’s generation. Kneel down and call me mother, and then give the anchor a rocket! 】

【Just bet! 】Other spectators followed suit.

He crossed his arms and shouted with a side face: "If you don't leave the door of R High, I will call the comrades from the security department." This high-handed look is really unpleasant.

It makes people want to trample him under their feet, rape his face with a chariot, and bully the arrogant Hong Rose until she cries.

Ji Jiuru looked up at him. Her round and full buttocks were like peaches, urging him to slap them hard with her hands.

Of course, Ji Jiuru is not such a rude person.
  At least not now.

She looked closely at the boy's thighs and was particularly curious, "Comrade, aren't you cold?" Even if it wasn't winter, it was not suitable to wear sports shorts under a down jacket. Ji Jiuru kindly sat behind the boy to help him block the wind.

Under the magical attack of the cold air, no one can escape this battle where no one will survive.

The flawless white jade legs were trembling. Could it be that the boy didn't notice that Ji Jiuru was so close? He was afraid that he would be stunned by the cold as soon as he got off the car. He didn't collapse to the ground because of his dignity.

This hateful civilian, she...how dare she,

It was so close to his legs! Only then did he feel her presence, and all the senses in his body were concentrated on his thighs.

The hot breath just exhaled from the human body hit the boy's legs, melting a piece of ice and leaving a dazzling red mark.

Ji Jiuru muttered: So delicate?

"You don't care if I'm cold or not!" The boy ran away and said harshly, "The height is not the place for a commoner like you. If I see you again, I'll make you look good!" He said harshly.

If he hadn't turned red in the face and turned into a threatening cat, some people would really be scared.

Ji Jiuru stood up and looked at her back thoughtfully, "Cute". She selectively forgot to tell this senior student that they would become classmates in the new semester next year.

I really look forward to his expression, how angry he will be after seeing himself as his classmate in the new semester.

Jiang Zheng asked her first, "What's so cute?"

After she parked her car, she lined up to buy several baskets of soup dumplings and xiaolongbao. As soon as she came over, she heard Ji Jiuru talking to herself. Both of them got up early today with empty stomachs.

"It's nothing, Sister Jiang, I just saw a little fox hiding under the rose bushes," Ji Jiuru explained with a smile.

Fox, where did the roses and foxes come from at the school gate?

Jiang Zheng first thought that Ji Jiuru was starving, and he hallucinated, "I just bought steamed buns and soy milk, they were still very hot" and told her to eat. Don't starve your children to death.

"Hello, comrade, we are Class A's family members. We are here to pick her up. Please take the things from the dormitory first."

The two quickly got rid of the food. Jiang Zheng greeted them at the door first. The comrades in the security department heard that they were Ji Mingan's family members and saw Ji Jiuru, who looked somewhat similar to her.

He became very enthusiastic and drove a shuttle bus to take them to the dormitory.

[This person is the most common situation in this era. When I saw that person just now, I thought I was in a wealthy area in the 21st century. I was also discriminated against and hated by rich people]

The guard had a good impression of Ji Mingan, "He is also a poor kid who lives on scholarship."

The children of the rich in school are very good at pretending and are very polite when meeting ordinary people like them, but the contempt in their eyes can be seen immediately no matter how deeply they are hidden.

Ji Mingan is different. I heard that this child entered R High School with the first score in the joint entrance examination, and all credits were waived.

I usually worked and studied to earn living expenses. I picked up plastic bottles at school every day (people of that era thought drinking soda was fashionable) and sold them to make money. I lived in poverty and often bought gifts to look after the children in the orphanage.

The guard sister's tone was full of pride. She looked at Ji Jiuru's clothes and sighed, seeing that her sister was not doing well either.

Ji Jiuru was silent, her second sister was like this.

Because of Ji Tianzhao's subsidy, the three sisters in the family have no worries about food and clothing, but the second sister likes to pretend to be a pretty girl in school.

Picking up bottles was also real, she even picked them up and then changed hands and gave them to the orphanage as food stamps.

The guard sister didn't know that Ji Mingan also had a cool trick: she was busy tutoring the rich second generation in the school, and then exchanged the money for supplies to the orphanage.

Every summer and winter vacation are the busiest times for her second sister, and normal school days are her real vacations.

Ji Jiuru has always been puzzled. Why should she just give materials to the orphanage? Why should she tutor the rich second generation in their homework? Why should she pick up plastic bottles every day?

[Is anyone else like me? The anchor sister reminds me of a big boss’s fortune history]

[Are you talking about that weird boss named Ji? She happens to have the same last name as the anchor. She seems to have gathered a lot of connections while studying, and later became very successful as an official]

[Yes, yes, that's her. When she was middle-aged, she was found out and did a lot of good things behind her back. She was an official for many years and never committed corruption until her death. But there were a lot of gossip news...]

[That’s called a pursuer! 】

[Don’t spread rumors about my goddess! 】

[She just wants to give all her suitors a home, and they don’t have children. What’s wrong with having a few more men? Didn’t you see that she goes to the orphanage every year to donate money?] There was another quarrel in the live broadcast room.

Ji Jiuru didn't feel that her second sister's work-study program was embarrassing to her. The main reason was that her second sister was too famous in school in R City, and she happened to be the sister of the celebrity Ji Mingan.

From the first grade of junior high school to the second grade of junior high school!

During exercises, the teacher would always ask Ji Mingan if she was her sister!
  "We're here. They will finish the morning exam in a few minutes. Someone should be returning to the dormitory." The guard looked towards the dormitory building. "You can go directly up and wait at the door of the dormitory."

　Receive the second sister’s name (ì_í)
  　　I feel that Ji Ming'an's name is a bit ordinary and not worthy of her.
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)