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  Xiao Fei also only recently learned about these legends, and had never actually seen the extreme product in person, not even a photo. Such an extreme product among extreme products can indeed be called "a cloud on top of clouds", so far away that even these small shrimp don't have the chance to take a look.

  Zhao Zimo had long suspected that this exceptional individual was a formidable figure, but he never expected him to be so... domineering and overbearing!

  For the dazzling figure, she naturally has a worship mentality, thinking that she was once unreasonable in front of this extraordinary person, her heart is full of sweat, and then thinking that not long ago she actually sat on his carriage, and even sat at the same table to eat with him, suddenly feeling refreshed all over.

  She had also been so close to God before.

  "Gu Cheng Ge... Gu Cheng Xi..." Jiang Jiang suddenly interrogated, "Xi Xi, quickly confess the truth, what is your relationship with Gu Cheng Ge?"

  Gu Cheng's face turned stern, he sat up straight and cleared his throat twice before saying in a serious tone: "He is my brother, my own flesh and blood!"

  Jiang Jiang's eyes widened as she stared at Gu Cheng for a long time... half believing and half doubting.

  It's not that Gu Cheng Xi isn't pretty enough, she is elegant and beautiful, absolutely a beauty. But if you put her in front of Gu Cheng Ge, their parents are really too biased, all the good genes were left to the older brother...

  Zhao Zimo was also uncertain, having known her for so many years, whether Gu Chengxi had any brothers or sisters, but she had never heard her mention it herself, and they didn't ask each other about their families either.

  But what a miraculously similar name...

  Shi Xiaofei slammed her fist on the table and laughed angrily, "Gu Chengxi, you bastard, you really know how to take advantage of relationships!"

  Gu Cheng Xi Xiu Yan's delicate eyebrows slightly raised, then she shrugged and spread her hands, the meaning was very clear: don't believe it if you don't want to.

  Xiao Fei had already suppressed her wanton smile, and her voice was tinged with sadness: "You don't know, Gu Cheng Ge, such a dazzlingly brilliant exceptional talent, actually has the humblest of origins. He has no father or mother, and relies on his grandmother for survival..."

  No father no mother, relying on grandma for survival...

  Zhao Zimo felt that the extreme coldness and indifference had become endearing and pitiful, what kind of powerful energy did he use to make his own splendor surpass the bleakness of his life?

  The tip of my heart suddenly itched as if something was scratching it, like a sign of seeds breaking through the soil...

  At night when sleeping, Gu Chengxi drilled into Zhao Zimo's quilt and bit her ear, asking: "A Mo, what do you think of Gu Chengge?"

  Although he didn't understand why Gu Chengxi suddenly asked this, Zhao Zimo still replied according to his thoughts: "The impression is not bad, on the surface he looks aloof and cold, but in fact he's quite warm inside, maybe it has something to do with his life experience!"

  Gu Chengxi was dissatisfied with her answer: "I'm asking you, from a girl's perspective looking at boys!"

  "This, this ah……” Zhao Zimo's eyes flickered, fortunately it was dark and couldn't be seen clearly, but she still spoke the truth. "Someone like him who is like a god, all girls would fall for him, to be honest, daydreams are just daydreams, he is still too high up in the clouds, I can only stand on the clouds and gaze upwards."

  After Gu Cheng returned to his own bed, he sent a text message to a certain mobile phone number: "You fall from the floating cloud on the floating cloud!"

  That night, Zhao Zimo had a strange dream. She dreamed that she was in a hazy rain of smoke and mist, going to hold the hand of an extremely good-looking man. His hands were very slender, with distinct finger bones. After holding his hand, she was startled by his icy cold fingers and wanted to let go, but he grasped her hand tightly with his reverse hand.

  In a dream like an illusion, the extremely delicate and refined eyebrows and eyes were very clear. His deep and mysterious eyes stared at her tightly, like a whirlpool, as if he wanted to pull her in. He moved his lips with exceptionally clear texture and said: "Either don't hold my hand from the beginning, once you've held it, don't think about letting go again, live together, die together -"

  His cold tone made her feel a sense of fear, the feeling was as if she was there in person. She struggled to pull out her hand in her dream and woke up with a start, covered in cold sweat.

  Zhao Zimo opened his innocent eyes wide in the dark night, carefully recalling this strange and absurd dream, a bit amusing but completely incomprehensible. It's said that what you think about during the day is what you dream about at night, but he hadn't paid much attention to her exceptional hands when they met during the day, so why did he dream of holding her hand?

  Outside the dormitory window, it was pitch black, with the sound of wind swaying leaves. Unconsciously listening for a long time, she suddenly realized that she didn't feel sleepy at all. Tossing and turning, she didn't fall asleep until dawn, when she dozed off in a daze.

  The serious consequence of this is that when performing journalist tasks the next day, I couldn't help but yawn continuously.

  This time it was a very speechless and entertaining event with little news value, located on a withered yellow grassland behind the third teaching building of the law school.

  When Zhao Zimo rushed over, there were already some people gathered around, a man and woman were in a tug-of-war argument.

  The pretty girl was emotionally agitated, she shook off the boy's hand with force and shouted in a sharp voice: "Zhou Dai, I want to break up with you, break up!"

  "Honestly and kindly, the boy's eyes were full of anxiety: 'Cong Rong, things aren't what you think they are, but don't force me to say it...'"

  Don't blame Zhao Zimo for not being dramatic, it's just that this scene is too tacky and boring. Every day on earth, there are people breaking up, and this couple is just one of them. If they were famous campus figures, maybe it would be worth filming as entertainment gossip, but these two people's names are too ordinary to have any news value.

  How great it would be if she could use all the time spent on commuting for a good sleep instead...

  However, due to her professional instincts as a campus journalist, she still managed to capture some footage with her DV camera and conduct on-the-spot interviews with the surrounding onlookers. Afterwards, she deeply reflected on herself and realized that she was indeed an inexperienced journalist who had made a rookie mistake of being blinded by a single leaf.

  It's all because of that strange dream last night.

  Zhao Zimo obtained important information from the onlookers, which can be summarized as follows: Cong Rong found a residue of drug paraphernalia in Zhou Dai's pocket while helping him clean his jacket. Panicked, she came to question him, but Zhou Dai denied it was his and refused to explain where the tools came from, making people suspect that he was taking drugs. In her anger and urgency, Cong Rong wanted to break up with him.

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