You choose a male best friend, why are you crying after I let you go?

In the early hours of the morning, Gu Zhe was still working late into the night.

It wasn't that he had slacked off during the day, but probably because of the habit he had developed in his previous life, he always liked to finish the entire project at once, so that he could feel at ease.

Ding Dong.

A notification sound came from the phone, and Gu Zhe picked it up in confusion.

This is a text message.

The frequency of text messaging used by young people in this era is very low.

Gu Zhe clicked it with some confusion.

The contact baby sent a text message.

In the hot dormitory late at night, Gu Zhe trembled all over.

I had only deleted her QQ and V before, but I forgot about the phone number that slipped through the net.

[Gu Zhe, I know you must not have slept yet, I have something to tell you. ]

Looking at the message on the phone, Gu Zhe frowned, clicked the upper right corner without hesitation, deleted and blocked it, and it was smooth and flowing.

The action was not dragged at all, as if he was afraid that if he was a step late, Song Yihan's next message would come after him.

As for how Song Yihan would react, that was not within Gu Zhe's consideration.

Just when Gu Zhe was about to make a cup of coffee and fight another round, QQ showed another message.

Gu Zhe frowned.

What's wrong with Song Yihan?

Has she changed her personality?

In the past, she would block me when she saw me, and she would not come to me again.

When he opened his phone and took a look, he suddenly realized it, and a knowing smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

[Hey! Little Zhe, I knew you were still awake in the middle of the night! ]

[I know you value your project, but you can't ignore your body! ]

It was just a text message, but Gu Zhe seemed to have imagined it in his mind. Behind the screen, Lin Nuoer was dancing and dancing with joy.

You can't ignore your body...

Gu Zhe felt warm in his heart.

Thinking of my past life, I died on the spot at the wedding. On the one hand, I was angry with Song Yihan, but on the other hand, it was because of long-term overwork.

Lin Nuoer was right. He should take better care of his body now.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhe saved his edits, closed the computer, and got on the bed.

[You are talking nonsense. I am already asleep. ]

[? Are you lying to the puppy? You are asleep, who is sending me a message! ]

[I am sending a message to the puppy. ]

[Good Gu Zhe! You wait for me tomorrow, even the dormitory aunt can't save you! ]

The two chatted casually.

Obviously, they were all ordinary topics, and most of them were boring nonsense.

But the two of them seemed to never get tired of talking. Every time a new message popped up, they felt uncontrollable joy in their hearts.

So, Lin Nuoer, who advised others to go to bed early, and Gu Zhe, who decided to take care of his body, stayed up all night together...

"Brother Zhe, you are not going to class again."

Zhao Si put on his clothes while looking at Gu Zhe, who was listless on the bed. He was no longer surprised.

Gu Zhe waved his hand: "Those who are easy to deal with can help me answer the questions, and those who are not easy to deal with can ask for leave."

"Okay."

Those who don't go to class all year round are either big guys or idiots.

Obviously, in the eyes of Zhao Si and others, Gu Zhe belongs to the former.

Big guys always have more important things to do than attending classes.

Writing code is also a laborious task. Even if Gu Zhe is already familiar with it, physical and mental fatigue is unavoidable.

This sleep was so dark that when Gu Zhe woke up, it was already evening.

There were several unread messages on the phone, sent by Zhao Si, Lin Nuoer and Chen Guangxue.

After replying one by one, Gu Zhe asked Lin Nuo'er if she wanted to have dinner together in the evening while washing up.

Gu Zhe was going to the mall to do something today, and he would have dinner there, so he thought of taking Lin Nuo'er with him.

However, what surprised Gu Zhe was that Lin Nuo'er actually rejected him directly.

[No, no. ]

[My parents came to see me today. I was sleeping during the day and they didn't find me. I'm dying! ]

[I have to have dinner with them in the evening. ]

[Wow, Gu Zhe, it's all your fault! My dark circles haven't gone down yet, and I don't know how to make up a lie! ]

Looking at the message sent by Lin Nuo'er, Gu Zhe couldn't help laughing out loud.

According to his impression in his previous life, Lin Nuo'er's parents seemed to be doing some business in Jiangzhou.

Although they were not in the same district as Jiangda, they would come to see Lin Nuo'er from time to time.

Lin Nuo'er was busy, and Zhao Si and the others hadn't returned to the dormitory yet.

Gu Zhe looked at the time and decided to go out by himself.

Like most university towns, there is a business district not far from Jiangzhou University.

SocialRestaurants, pedestrian streets, snack streets, and the indispensable fast hotels constitute this huge circle of people.

Thanks to Song Yihan, Gu Zhe is familiar with this place.

After finding a cheap and delicious restaurant to eat a few bites, Gu Zhe went straight to a lottery shop.

At the door of the lottery shop, there is a big slogan of "Sports Lottery Football Section", and posters of several European stars are very conspicuous.

Yes.

Gu Zhe came here today for this sports lottery.

Tonight is the day when Real Madrid and Bayern will start the second round of the semi-finals.

Of course, for Gu Zhe, this is a day when money is about to fall from the sky.

And this money can only be picked up by him.

There is a gene of seeking excitement in people's bones.

The three sources of evil that are deeply hated by people are essentially, in some way, to stimulate and amplify this excitement.

Our recognized lottery is called "welfare lottery".

When you spend money to place a bet, you already have a seemingly high-sounding premise.

If you don't win, just think of it as "doing charity".

Sports lottery, this is even more true.

The small lottery shop of a few square meters is filled with the smell of cigarettes.

Several old men with dark circles under their eyes puffed out smoke while analyzing the most likely trend based on the odds and the team's situation.

"If you ask me, Real Madrid must be gone! They just tied 1-1 with the King of the South at home, Allianz Arena! I dare not say the score, but Bayern's promotion is a foregone conclusion!"

"That's wrong!"

"Now that Ronaldinho is in such a strong state, and Bayern has injuries, I still think Ronaldinho will explode at the Allianz Arena and lead the team to the finals!"

Several people talked at once, and no one could convince anyone.

The game that Gu Zhe was going to bet on was the one that people were talking about.

Listening to the men's discussions, Gu Zhe also felt a surge of blood.

His personality is actually more stable. In his previous life, although he was a senior football fan, he had never come into contact with this kind of lottery that involves risking everything.

But now, the situation is completely different.

Rebirth is an invincible road.

Others are blindly betting, but Gu Zhe has already seen the bottom card clearly!