chapter 80.

He threw the bag to Xue Youka, and some unknown items were scattered on the quilt. Although Xue Youka was a little suspicious just now, he didn't think Cheng Yu would go and buy such things secretly until he picked up a box of small packages.

Human body lubrication.

There are words like this printed on it.

Xue Youka glanced at Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu seemed to be panicked and his eyes were wandering.

In such a bag, there are more than a dozen kinds of "medicines" in different packages. They are almost all similar, but they are divided into different types and flavors.

Cheng Yu saw him reading the words carefully, with a scholarly attitude, and his cheeks were on fire. He couldn't help but said, "If you don't like it, throw it all away."

"No, um..." Xue Youka was also a little embarrassed, "You bought these...when did you buy them." He scratched his belly as he spoke.

"You don't care when I bought it, shit, I didn't want to take it out, but you kept, kept whispering it in my ear..."

Xue Youka knew that he had misunderstood. Seeing that Cheng Yu was about to cover his entire face with a pillow, he asked, "What did I say on purpose?"

Cheng Yu was driven crazy by his questioning: "You touched everywhere again, and you said you were itchy! Aren't you hinting at me?" He pulled the bag back, "Forget it, don't use it, I just bought it casually!

If you don't like anything, forget it." He accidentally entered the drugstore, caught a glimpse of it, and then bought it, but Cheng Yu never took it out because he was worried about the bracelet.

Although the version has been changed, it is now possible to turn on the privacy mode temporarily, but Cheng Yu wants to wait until he can completely take it off and put aside all monitoring... He doesn't think there is much problem with his body, but he has never been able to find an opportunity.

"It's not that I don't like it. There's a grape smell, which I like very much, and this... peach one, it smells delicious too."

Cheng Yu coughed: "Well, let me do some research...use the grape one first, and then the peach one. Do you know how to use this?"

Xue Youka looked back at him: "I seem to know..."

"I also... seem to know." It's not that I don't know this bit of common sense, but I am inexplicably shy and a little shaky. After reading the instructions carefully, Cheng Yu tore open the packaging of the necessary items and nervously squeezed the oil into the palm of his hand.

But he didn't know where to put it, and a thick transparent liquid swayed in the palm of his hand. Cheng Yu looked at him.

Xue Youka: "What if this... gets on the bed?"

"Just change it later." Cheng Yu lifted the quilt and said seriously, "Mimi, it might hurt. If you can't bear it, just say it."

"I know, then you, um, be gentler." He was afraid that Cheng Yu would suddenly become ill.

Cheng Yu nodded. He would definitely be very gentle, but according to the information he checked, it was impossible not to be painful. After all, size cannot be reduced. Oil dripped from his fingers onto the bed, and Cheng Yu untied him.

He was wearing clothes and pants, and before he did anything, he suddenly saw small red rashes on his skin.

"What is this?" He touched it with his other hand.

Xue Youka looked down and said, "Ah, I'm allergic."

But it's not a large area, just a small area of ​​rash.

Cheng Yu cursed, took out a paper towel and wiped his palms, and looked at his allergic skin carefully: "Did you eat some seafood? Or is there something wrong with tonight's food? Is this what you were scratching just now?"

There are also long traces of fingernail scratches around the rash.

"I didn't eat it secretly. It may be an oil problem." Some restaurants will use oil made from seafood for the sake of taste. "There is no problem, it's not serious."

"Let's go to the hospital." Cheng Yu got up to get dressed and gave him the clothes, "I'll put them on for you."

"Oh, it's really not serious."

"Cut the nonsense."

"Then why don't you... stop doing it?" Xue Youka put on his shirt in cooperation.

"Do whatever you want," Cheng Yu buttoned up for him, "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Xue Youka shook his head: "No more."

After finding allergy medicine and giving it to him, Cheng Yu drove him out.

His residence seemed remote, but as soon as he went out, there was a tertiary hospital immediately, and he called the emergency department. After waiting for a few minutes, he saw a doctor.

"Oh? What are the allergy medicines for?"

"Loratadine."

"It's not serious. You'll be fine after taking medicine. If you're worried, you can get a shot. Don't be careless and don't eat seafood in the future."

Xue Youka: "Thank you doctor, I won't fight anymore."

Cheng Yu: "Give him a shot."

The doctor smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether you take the injection or not. The injection will take effect faster. It shouldn't be very itchy now, right?"

"There is still a little bit." Xue Youka said.

He didn't take the injection. An injection was not cheap. The doctor said there was no problem, so he forcibly took Cheng Yu away.

The trip was in vain, but there was no problem. Cheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you afraid of injections now that you are such an adult?"

Actually it was okay, I wasn’t particularly scared, but Xue Youka said, “Yes, I’m afraid of the pain.”

"You are afraid of such a small needle, but I am so thick, wouldn't you..."

Xue Youka: "..."

The car was quiet for a few seconds.

Xue Youka hasn't made up his mind yet and doesn't know whether to go or stay. If it were an ordinary foreign university, maybe Xue Youka could easily make his decision, but who doesn't want to go to a university like Oxford?

, I can learn a lot of knowledge and new ways of thinking in one year that are not available in China. It is also a brilliant experience on my resume that I care about very much.

Saturday, 10 a.m., China Business School.

Thirty sophomore students from major prestigious universities gathered at the scene. Cheng Yu didn't know how he got in. He just followed them in anyway. He only heard Xue Youka saying that Mr. Wei was going to give a lecture, so he had to follow.

Of course, they made it clear as soon as they left the house that this class was more important, so Cheng Yu just stayed with him to listen.

Everyone gathered around a long conference table and stood up one by one to introduce themselves.

"B University, Department of Finance xxx, a diligent winter vacation intern."

"R University, Department of Finance. Last year I was an exchange student at the London School of Economics and Political Science. Next semester I will go to the University of Mannheim for a one-year study."

"xxx, t Da, participated in Wuliangye's A-share private placement during my internship."

Even though they are only sophomores, some students already have quite impressive resumes.

But Xue Youka's resume is not bad. At least he had an internship at China Business Group last summer, although he didn't work on any projects.

The China Business Academy is a summer camp with a high threshold, but there is also a higher threshold skills training camp, which is the investment bank that Xue Youka has set a goal for since entering college. It is said that the monthly salary of an intern is 38,000-

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Then a senior investment banker began to give lectures. Mr. Wei was also present, but he was not the leader of the school and only briefly talked about some experiences.

Mr. Wei said: "I also went to Mannheim to study for a year as an undergraduate. It was a good place."

"Some of you are very ambitious and want to join groups like Black Rock, Lehman, and Kelai."

Xue Youka had talked to him before and said that he wanted to join Kelai, an international investment bank that only recruits a few people in China every year. The other two should have been mentioned by other students present during the interview.

"But I want to say that you have to work harder. It's not enough now. You have chosen glory, which means you have chosen a harder road than other college students. You don't have much time.

In the next two years, we will race against time and seize every opportunity we can. If you don't pay attention, the opportunity will slip away from your hands."

His words were like an alarm bell, ringing in Xue Youka's mind.

Afterwards came the question and answer session, and Xue Youka didn’t ask anything.

Noon, Zhongshang bathroom.

Mr. Wei met him: "Why didn't you say anything just now? What important thing were you thinking about?"

"I got an exchange place at Oxford." However, he still had some doubts about how this place came about.

"Then this is a very good thing. Why are you looking so sad?"

"I have reasons to go and reasons not to go." He turned off the faucet and wiped his hands.

"Why don't you go? It's not because of the one who came with you, right?"

Xue Youka looked at him without saying a word.

"Kid, be smart and don't be stupid at this time."

Hearing this title and his tone, Xue Youka noticed something was wrong until Mr. Wei's next sentence: "Oxford is a very good platform. You have to go. If you and your boyfriend break up because of this, you can consider it."

Me." After saying that, he raised his hand and touched his hair.

Although Xue Youka was vigilant, he was still unprepared. His whole body stiffened and he immediately took two steps back, his eyes showing surprise and disgust.

Mr. Wei spread his hands and said playfully: "Take easy."

Mr. Wei is a mature man with a handsome appearance and well-groomed appearance. Xue Youka has always regarded this leader as a life mentor and has never doubted anything.

He turned on the hot water from the faucet, pressed a button of mercury hand sanitizer, and buried his head in the sink. The hot water washed the black hair that had been carefully taken care of this morning, and the foam spread from the palm of his hand to the top of his hair, and then flowed into the sink.

He never thought that he would take such a move. Mr. Wei turned blue and slammed the door directly. Outside the door, standing as if eavesdropping, Jacb, who happened to be working overtime on Saturday, was immediately startled and said to himself that it was over.

Mr. Wei just glanced at him and left. Jacb looked at the bathroom. His colleague Xue Youka, who had interned with him last year, had just washed his hair and walked out in embarrassment. Although his hair was wet and the collar of his clothes was wet,
To be continued...