After Jiang Nian finished the biology test paper given to him by Qingbao, he raised his head and moved his cervical spine.
The bell rings just in time for evening self-study in the third period.
He couldn't finish his homework, so he basically copied it half-written. He would habitually turn his head to look at Zhang Ningzhi to see where she had written, and then copy a little bit after she finished.
"Have you finished writing physics?"
Zhang Ningzhi turned to look at him, remembering his perfunctory answer in the evening.
"I've finished writing, I won't copy it for you."
"Oh, then I'll find the monitor." After saying that, Jiang Nian turned towards the back seat and repeated what he just said, "Squad monitor, have you finished writing physics?"
Li Qingrong looked at him and nodded.
"Um."
"Great, let me copy the question." Jiang Nian belongs to the old hand.
Zhang Ningzhi couldn't help but turn his head when he heard this.
When she watched the squad leader hand the physics homework book to Jiang Nian, she couldn't help but widen her eyes. The squad leader just gave it to him, so the reason for copying the questions was too fake, right?
This liar is like the integrity floor of Class 3!
Was he copying the questions?
The monitor is too kind and is always deceived.
Zhang Ningzhi was so angry that she wanted to bite him to death!
Evening self-study on March 4th is always closed, but you are allowed to use the toilet.
Li Hua and Ma Guojun made an appointment to go have a drink, and the class was noisy.
In the front row, Zeng You and Wu Jungu somehow got chatting. Since the two became roommates, the number of conversations in the classroom has obviously increased.
As we chatted about scholarships, I habitually complained about Lao Liu.
"Old Liu is so good at licking that he considers the leader his father."
"Indeed, a few days ago, when the school leaders went to bed, he accompanied him almost every step of the way. He didn't leave until 11 o'clock in the evening." Wu Jungu was also a little bit dumbfounded.
"Do you think he will return to high school after taking care of our current class?" Zeng You asked.
Wu Jungu had a little more knowledge and thought about it for a while.
"uncertain."
It happened that at this time, Li Hua came back from the water, and answered the conversation while sitting down.
"I heard someone say that he is most likely the leader of the Chinese teaching and research group."
Hearing this, several people in the group turned to look at Li Hua.
Zeng You was puzzled, "Chinese? It sounds like rubbish."
"It's hard to say. The team leader is not important. Anyway, it is just a springboard to enter the Academic Affairs Office." Li Hua was unwilling to say more, lest the rumors spread to Lao Liu's ears.
It can only be said that he probably knew what Lao Liu had been doing over the years because of his influence.
As long as Lao Liu can become the leader of the teaching and research group of the Chinese language group, he can hope to enter the Academic Affairs Office.
If he works harder, maybe in the next three years, he will be the director of the Academic Affairs Office. In another five years, if he is lucky, he will be able to rely on the school leaders.
If it doesn't work out well, I'll miss out and become the vice-principal in my forties or fifties.
Zeng You muttered, still talking about Lao Liu's dog-licking deeds.
Huang Fang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned around and interjected.
"My class teacher is very nice. He paid my class fees for me. He also asked me to study hard and said that this small amount of money is nothing to him."
Hearing this, Zeng You fell silent and held back a sentence for a long time.
"really."
Jiang Nian copied the whole process, Wai Ri, how come the squad leader’s handwriting is so beautiful.
When I came back to my senses, I had copied out all the answers to the questions.
Feeling comfortable.
As school was about to end, he felt that Zhang Ningzhi was a little resentful towards him today.
I just copied some homework, so I'm not so stingy. If I didn't copy the monitor's, why should I copy hers? The problem is that I asked her too, but she was rejected.
Forget it, let’s talk about it tomorrow.
Jiang Nian happily carried his bag home. Today he was setting traps and copying homework. Although he felt that his work was in vain, in fact it was also in vain.
Xu Qianqian is a pure white-eyed wolf.
On the way home, I didn’t even mention the three big dolls.
Shivering and cold.
I forgot the front and the middle, but when will boys stand up!
Xu Qianqian was walking home, thinking about the three dolls in the room. She was as playful as when she was a child, and wanted to rank the dolls according to their seniority.
But she didn't intend to let Jiang Nian know because she knew him too well.
"Xu Qianqian."
"Um?"
"Look at the three street lights over there. Look, they're so bright." Jiang Nian said in an exaggerated tone, "Do you know what a light bulb looks like?"
"What?"
"Does it look like the doll I made for you this afternoon?"
Xu Qianqian: "Are you so vain?"
Jiang Nian nodded, "A little bit."
What's wrong with complimenting a few words? Can I secretly record it with my mobile phone? Then put on earplugs in the middle of the night and hide in bed alone to play it on a loop?
No, is there really such a person in this world?
Xu Qianqian sighed and said.
"Forget it, although you have XXX (five hundred words omitted) small problems, you do have a little bit of ability."
A little bit?
You want to insinuate that I am a man of great fortune, right?
It’s time to give birth to a grandson, my next daughter.
The way home is not long, and it doesn't take long to crawl.
Jiang Nian entered the alley side by side with her and said solemnly.
"Although you have made a lot of bad comments about me, old people often say that the heart is separated from the milk and the belly, so I can't take it too seriously."
Xu Qianqian was speechless, turned around and left.
Not only is it risky to chat with him, it's also risky to access.
After returning home.
Xu Qianqian took a shower first, then returned to the room and eagerly started ordering troops.
Three big dolls stood in a row, smiling so much that the fledgling cows and horses didn't know how sinister Xu Qianqian was. They thought they could fish for work, but from now on they would be at the mercy of others.
"You are the ugliest. From now on, you will be Jiang Nian's substitute punching bag." Xu Qianqian pointed at the big dog doll and said seriously, "You! You will be responsible for the beatings from now on!"
The loyal big dog is still smiling, as if to say: Damn, I should have known it was in a rotten factory.
"You two are the cutest, take turns taking care of the bed!" Xu Qianqian pointed to a bear doll and a cat doll, both of which seemed to be of good quality.
The two dolls cannot speak. If they could speak, they would be relieved.
But if Jiang Nian were present, he would definitely laugh out loud.
Because Xu Qianqian is not always honest when sleeping, she occasionally kicks the quilt. The bed is so big, even if she kicks the doll in the face, it would not be strange.
What? What to do next?
It’s not that I can’t afford it, just make a three-meter big bed.
At night, Zhennan Diaziwang fell asleep peacefully.
Zhang Ningzhi's message was delayed a step, and by the time it was sent to Jiang Nian's mobile phone, Bi had already fallen asleep, and was driving the Guobao mecha in his dream.
Guobao mecha is good, you have to learn it.
After a while, in the dark small room, the screen of the mobile phone thrown on the bed lit up again.
Lin Dong sent messages, seven or eight in a row.
"Run away, run away successfully!"
Probably because he was excited, he repeated the sentence over and over again. Followed by a few red envelopes, this was Jiang Nian's ballast stone to prevent him from getting ahead of himself.
Now that the harvesting is over, return it to him in proportion.
North District Dormitory Group, five buildings.
In the dormitory next door, Hu Nianzhong was also unable to calm down.
He made his first money in life with Lin Dong, and the principal was lent to him by Lin Dong. Oh~ not only Lin Dong, but also a kind gift from Yu Tongjie.
Praise to Yu Tongjie, a good man has a seasoning bag in his life.
It's not a curse, he sincerely wishes Yu Tongjie. Like the emperor's golden hoe, he doesn't know whether Yu Tongjie eats instant noodles in private.
Maybe rich people also like to eat instant noodles, such as the imported instant noodles that cost seven or eight yuan on the shelf. They look very expensive at first glance, and they must taste good.
He transferred the money to Lin Dong, but part of it was returned.
"I only want my five hundred."
When he saw the news, Hu Nianzhong was stunned and could only say thank you to Brother Dong. Whether it was the head teacher or Lin Dong, everyone was actually very good.
With this in mind, he swiped the borrowed phone again and again.
I don’t remember checking my balance several times in one night.
To others, it was just a few hundred dollars. But to him, it was only a few days to earn what he would have earned by working seven or eight days of summer work.
You still have to study hard and make money with your brain like Brother Dong.
As everyone knows, Lin Dong's money-making skills were completely forced out of him.
It is true that his family is rich, but they are not rich enough to buy whatever they want.
Online dating also requires funds to package itself. Who would like an ordinary high school student? Maybe in reality, but online...
All I can say is that the online identity is given by myself, and even if there are pictures, it may not be the truth, it all depends on the packaging. He has many accounts, and the identities of each account are different.
Some are college idols, some are high school students who have gained wealth and freedom in their second year of high school. There are some who are melancholy after a recent breakup, and there are also rich second-generation orphans with pitiful backgrounds.
If he gathers his trumpets together, he can recruit half of the male protagonists of Jinjiang Literature City.
Can that be done at no cost?
Whether it's true or false, filter the audience, and someone will always take the bait.
The next day.
Jiang Nian woke up and took a look at the message from Zhang Ningzhi.
Lemon Branch: "Are you there?"
The time was 11:20 last night.
Jiang Nian brushed his teeth and replied with one hand.
"I fell asleep last night, what happened?"
When it was delivered, the other party didn't respond, and a reply came back half a day later.
"fine."
After brushing his teeth, he started washing his face with one hand while typing a reply with one hand.
"Are there any drinks today?"
Zhang Ningzhi sent an angry emoticon and struck hard!
"I won't give you a drink!"
Hearing this, Jiang Nian knew what was going on.
The subtext is that you will buy it, but you won’t drink it for yourself?
That's okay too.
There are times in life that you must have, but there are times in life that you have to ask for.
Are you kidding me? Baby Zhizhi has bought everything. He has his own hands and feet, so doesn’t he know how to help himself?
There's something to drink.
During morning self-study, Zhang Ningzhi looked at Jiang Nian drinking milk with a look of resentment.
This is your own.
He doesn't study hard, copies his homework every day, and even steals his own milk!
So bad!
Jiang Nian is happy and life is getting better.
In the early morning, I was able to drink the milk brought by Baby Zhizhi. Although this thing didn't have a straw, it was totally difficult for me to have an idea and just cut an opening with a knife.
He returned all Lin Dong's money, leaving only the five hundred yuan he gave him originally.
For the rest, let him switch to fruit tea.
Apart from anything else, a drink for two small groups wouldn’t cost much anyway, and the rest is just Lin Dong’s own sweat and effort.
Being able to escape from the pig-killing tray is also a skill.
Ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent of people have to go in because of greed.
Stand at attention after being beaten.
The previous chapter was really boring, the character chapter, so I thought of posting it separately.
Poverty-stricken scholarships are quite serious things. If you don't write them well, they will become private goods, so I chose to be simple and realistic.
I have been really not in a good state these past two days. I have been sick and have been traveling between places, typing on my mobile phone.
I just got home tonight and finished a chapter.
Group portraits are difficult to write in daily life.
I hope all readers will be more patient, just a little bit will be enough.
Thank you.
Chapter completed!