Strange father and strange mother (9)

Lin Yutong originally thought that this incident would make these people feel a little awe of him, and he didn't even know how many people behind his back said that he was bullying others. But the fact was completely the opposite. His popularity suddenly improved, no matter in his class.

, and those from the music department, all began to express goodwill towards Lin Yutong. They used to keep a distance, but now they seem to be willing to contact them. No one made a fuss about this matter and went to the teacher. After all, the money was found, and the stolen goods were not caught.

Hand. Haili apologized to Wenjuan again and again, saying that she really saw someone looking through Fang Qin's bed. She glanced at it and admitted that she was wrong. Then the matter ended here. Although many people if

Youruowu was wary of Haili, but at least he didn't lose face.

Lin Yutong asked Miaomiao what the name was of the dark and thin girl who came out to speak out. Miaomiao pointed to the seat next to the door and said, "My name is Ge Han."

Lin Yutong went to Ge Han to express his gratitude, but the girl was a little at a loss, "I didn't do anything..."

No! There are fewer and fewer people who dare to speak out and tell the truth.

"...What we study is journalism. Most of our students will be engaged in related jobs in the future, whether they are reporters or news editors. If the media dare not tell the truth to the public, then..." That would be too sad.

Lin Yutong smiled and said, "I think you can be a conscientious journalist."

Ge Han was stunned, and an inexplicable surge of enthusiasm arose in his heart. He was originally praised by his classmates, but he always had the illusion that her evaluation was really important to him. Faced with her approval, she unexpectedly gave birth to a strange feeling.

A sense of pride comes.

This kind of serious talk is like a leader encouraging the younger generation. How can people talk like this?

Seeing that the other party was stunned and speechless, Miao Miao quickly said: "We are in the same class anyway, and we will have plenty of time to interact with each other in the future. If you have nothing to do, just go and play in our dormitory."

Ge Han then returned to normal, "Okay! Your four-person room is definitely more comfortable than our eight-person room."

After Miaomiao pulled Lin Yutong away, Ruan Ling patted Ge Han on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect to win the favor of that eldest lady. With Haina's weight, I'm afraid your journey will be much easier." Especially Haina.

It also owns several media websites, and every year, students graduating from Communication University struggle to get into these websites.

Ge Han was not very comfortable with Ruan Ling's words. She was not used to this kind of sophistication. She just did what she should do and said what she should say. Of course she would be happy if someone recognized her. But if she had to say that she had become a big shot,

This is not a mistake. She still likes Lin Yutong. In the past, people always said that she was stupid for being like this. Only she felt that the stupidity in her body was the most precious thing.

Are you a journalist with a conscience?

The corners of Ge Han's lips curled up. This statement sounded really good, and a sense of responsibility and mission arose spontaneously.

Military training is boring at the beginning. Just folding quilts over and over again and packing backpacks can kill people. Kaiyan really cried, "I just learned to fold quilts not long ago." It was my mother's surprise training before the summer vacation.

She had never folded a quilt at home. She was still not very good at the basics, so she had to fold the quilt into tofu pieces? The platoon leader stood beside her and gave instructions over and over again, but she was still in a hurry.

Lin Yutong is really good at folding quilts. If the quilt is not folded properly, it will be difficult to pack. This can be regarded as a skill brought by growing up. As soon as she entered the military camp, she actually felt at ease. How to fold the quilt, how to put the pillow,

Even how to place toothbrushes, toothpaste, washbasin towels, I can’t help but follow my habits.

"Your high school military training is so strict?" It makes everyone so familiar.

Lin Yutong smiled and said nothing. It is true that several classmates did well. They must have been trained in high school and are not considered novices.

Someone else came over to ask Lin Yutong to help guide and asked secretly: "Have you been sent to the military camp for secret training by your family?"

Lin Yutong was even more confused about this child's brain circuit.

The person next to me explained, "She has read too much. Hasn't she written all about it? How difficult it is for those wealthy families. The heirs of wealthy families have to go through many difficulties and dangers, such as kidnappings, assassinations, and car accidents.

Ah, mystification..." He seemed to feel something wrong when he said this, and quickly swallowed back the word 'treacherous', "It's not easy anyway. So in order to grow up smoothly and inherit the family business smoothly, I will give it to you.

Training in some secret army or mercenary group, and by the way, having a life-and-death love affair with the King of Soldiers, the God of War..."

Lin Yutong twitched the corner of his mouth and patted the child on the shoulder: "You... can actually be screenwriters..." screenwriters of bloody dramas!

The quilt was folded. Many people didn't dare to take it off at night. They took out their coats from their backpacks and covered themselves, then curled up to survive the night. Miao Miao saw Lin Yutong folding the clothes one by one before going to bed.

Putting it next to the pillow, he hurriedly followed the instructions, "I found out that he is very familiar with the military camp. Have you inquired in advance?"

"That's right." Lin Yutong lay down, surrounded by the chirping sounds of little girls.

Let's talk, let's make fun, let's be fresh. There will always be times when you can't laugh. Let's see if you can still laugh tomorrow night.

As soon as the wake-up whistle blew, Lin Yutong got up immediately to put on clothes and fold quilts, but the whole dormitory was still turning around and humming with various reluctances to get up. She had to accept her fate and wake up one by one.

The whole dormitory was in a mess as if it had been bombarded.

It was said that they had to gather in fifteen minutes, but for half an hour, there were still people who didn't come out. After all, the boys were neater, at least they didn't have to apply sunscreen over and over again. The girls in their own class were fine, at least Lin Yutong

Everyone started to yell. They were from the music department, and they were already playing, and all of them were wearing makeup. So when everyone gathered, everyone had already run around twice. So we couldn’t cancel the run, everyone.

Let’s stand together in a military posture. Stand for as long as you want. Stand until everyone else has finished their breakfast. Then let’s disband.

Therefore, the first breakfast here is cold porridge, steamed buns and vegetable base.

"How can you eat this?" Kaiyan dropped her chopsticks and her face suddenly fell.

Lin Yutong took a bite of steamed buns and a bite of porridge, eating his own. In the end, he even scraped out a few grains of millet at the bottom of the bowl.

Fang Qin was playing with her mobile phone, but when she turned around and saw Lin Yutong, she took several pictures in a row. Then she suddenly thought of something and posted it on Weibo. There was also a line written on the picture: I have never seen such simplicity.

To such a state of Bai Fumei?

She was originally a little celebrity on Weibo. She posted beautiful photos and talked about fashion, which attracted many otaku fans. As soon as this photo was posted, people immediately found out which rich second generation this was.

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Netizens began to leave messages on Lin Yutong’s Weibo.

"Miss Lin, may I ask where you are? I have some food here to deliver to you..."

"The piping upstairs...Miss Lin...the younger one has meat here..."

"Tell me upstairs... do you have the same shady ideas as me..."

"Am I the only one who realizes that Miss Lin doesn't need to wash the bowl after eating?"

"Discovered together!"

"Cherish food, starting from me! Stand up for it!"

"Be hardworking and simple, practice strict economy, and oppose waste. Everyone has a responsibility!"

"positive energy!"

"Positive energy +1"

"Shame! I'll go back and add more bowls right away!"

"Miss Lin's kindergarten teacher does a good job! I will give you a certificate!"

"Is the person upstairs confused?"

"The same question!"

"Upstairs, upstairs, upstairs is like: Who knows that eating a plate of Chinese food requires hard work for every particle. This is what the kindergarten teacher taught me. Miss Lin has engraved it into her bones. In addition, I will go back and squat in the corner to reflect! I was wrong!

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"I thought Haina was going to go bankrupt and Miss Lin couldn't even afford to eat!"

"The guy upstairs is so stupid!"

While Lin Bo and Zhu Zhu were having breakfast, their cell phones kept ringing. Netizens went to the Weibo posts of these two people to shout about them.

"Big Boss, your children don't have enough to eat."

The two of them looked at the photos forwarded by kind-hearted netizens, and then looked at the comments below, wondering whether someone's family was about to close down, and the poor could no longer afford to eat.

Zhu Zhu took photos of the meals at home and posted them on Weibo: plain meals.

Netizens were shocked again this time.

"Where's the promised feast for the wealthy family? Four dishes, one porridge, and a nest of buns... Your family has so much money that you can't bear to eat and have babies."

"It's not as rich as what I have at home..." By the way, there is a picture, half a table with various kinds of food.

Lin Bo read all the comments from netizens before reposting Zhu Zhu's Weibo, and then took a picture of one of the dishes and signed the text: Cai Gen Xiang.

This dish is pickled with broccoli root, celery root, purple cabbage root and carrot. It was made by Lin Yutong before he started school. Lin Bo published an article introducing the ingredients and production method of this dish.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yuan forwarded Lin Bo's Weibo, because his Weibo, and even the official Weibo of the group, were hacked by netizens. He looked at those photos, and it was not difficult to see from the angle of the photos that the person who took the photos was

Student. It would be a bit of a fuss to pursue this matter. And it was impossible to put an end to it. We had to ask the propaganda department to pay close attention, and then forwarded Lin Bo's Weibo with a line: Those who can bite the roots of vegetables can do Pepsi.

"It took me a long time to understand. This is what it means to become a master through hardship."

"Don't you think the way wealthy families raise their children is different from that of ordinary people?"

"I'll prepare a bowl of vegetable roots for my boy tonight!"

"Let's go together!"

"Children from wealthy families are so pitiful. They think they have endless food and delicacies."

“The richer you are, the stingier you are!”

"Am I the only one who heard the meaning of satisfaction for my niece from Boss Lin's words?"

"PepsiCo! You don't really intend to ask Miss Lin to inherit Wan Hai. Miss Lin is going to the rhythm of heaven!"

"Don't be stupid upstairs, what if Boss Lin gets married and has children?"

"I'm petrified! I can't imagine the drama that will happen twenty years from now when wealthy families compete for property!"
To be continued...