"Jiang Xing, come out." Gu Shen shouted to Jiang Xing and went downstairs first.

"Why did the chief suddenly call you out? Did you make a mistake? " Comrade a looked at Jiang Xing sympathetically, "we don't know whether to envy you or sympathize with you if we have a cousin like the head."

"I'd better sympathize. After all, it's in his hands. It's hard to mix." Zhan Youyi spoke the truth.

Jiang Xing almost went downstairs.

Gu Shen was standing under a tree downstairs of the dormitory. When Jiang Xing arrived, he was holding his mobile phone against the tree. In the evening, the light on the mobile phone screen made Gu Shen's face gloomy.

"Brother." Jiang Xing stopped a meter away from Gu Shen, stared at Gu Shen, and kept his legs running at any time.

"What is the micro signal of Jane Sangyu? Not a cell phone number? " Gu Shen glanced at Jiang Xing, walked up and took the mobile phone he held in his hand.

Jiang Xing happened to be brushing Jian Sangyu's circle of friends. Looking at the photo sent by Jian Sangyu yesterday, when he heard Gu Shen's words, Jiang Xing said, "her micro signal is Penguin button number."

Gu Shen raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Xing. He didn't have Jane Sangyu penguin, so Jiang Xing said this to him in vain.

Gu Shen's fingertips slid in Jiang Xing's mobile phone. First, there was a picture of a turtle in all directions, and then slide up. It was a sentence.

Son of a bitch.

Gu Shen was stunned for a few seconds and was directly angry and happy.

"She often scolds me in her circle of friends?" Gu Shen asked.

Jiang Xing coughed twice, "occasionally, occasionally..." even Jiang Xing was guilty.

Often. Recently, it's more than often. One article a day is enough in units of every day.

Gu Shen rummaged through Jian Sangyu's circle of friends a few days ago and understood how high Jiang Xing's occasional hypocrisy was.

Back to the circle of friends who had seen Jane sang, a few days ago, the word appeared frequently in the circle. It was not the words she had been pleased to make complaints about him, because she had been blowing up his hair in the circle of friends.

Gu Shen knows how much Jane Sangyu can play.

"How much is her penguin?" Gu Shen opens the new registration number and clicks to add a friend. Jiang Xing doesn't have to look at his mobile phone to open his mouth and report the number. Then he enters it.

After searching the user according to the number of Jiang Xingbao, Gu Shen frowned slightly.

"No." Gu chendao.

"How could it be wrong? Don't mention her number. I even know her password. When I stole vegetables in the past, I helped her log in and stole them on time. I can't remember wrong. " Knowing that Gu Shen didn't look for him because he did something wrong, Jiang Xing took two steps forward. He looked at Gu Shen's mobile phone and saw the information displayed on the screen. Jiang Xing nodded again and again, "that's it!"

Gu Shen looked at Jiang Xing. "Are you sure?"

He lit Jiang Xing's mobile phone and pointed to Jane Sangyu's nickname, "you are the little princess of egg yolk. What's the mess I searched here?"

"Yes! This is Jane sang Yu! " Jiang Xing explained, "the little princess egg yolk is a note I gave her. Her real nickname has always been Mrs. Ji Qianbo. She has used wechat since the beginning. She hasn't changed. Look, is her head portrait the same?"

"Mrs. Ji of Ji Qianbo?" Gu Shen's face smelled a little, "is Ji Qianbo the singer? A male star who looks like a white cut chicken? "

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