The "Super Teacher" series returns to the King, produced by Zhang Junbao, and must be a fine product.

This book takes the creation of characters as its first demand, not a brainless novelist. The goal is to make you fall in love with supporting roles who only appear once. If you think character creation is not outstanding, please insult them as much as possible.

The first 3 chapters are slightly depressed, and the fourth chapter starts to reverse, and then you will be happy all the way!

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When the first autumn light shone on my face in the early morning, Song Baojun felt that the weather was so bright, the sun was so bright, and his life was so vigorous!

Yuan Shuang, the number one beauty at Chazhou University, actually fell in love with him. Not only were the teachers and students in the school stunned, but Song Baojun could not imagine that even the most complex physical formula in the history of science could not be inferred.

So what kind of person is Yuan Shuang? She studied at the Business School of Chazhou University and had excellent grades. No matter how good her figure, appearance, temperament, or conversation, knowledge and experience, she can only be described as perfect, and was unanimously rated as the "No. 1 Goddess of Tea" by all teachers and students.

There is no need to provide too much evidence for other facts. Her suitors are arranged every thirty centimeters and can be lined up from the east gate to the supermarket on the west campus.

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, dozens of BMWs, Mercedes-Benz, Porsches and Ferraris were parked downstairs in her dormitory, all of which were young men who believed they were qualified to be the guest of the Muji. If anyone had the nerve to drive a Santana, they would be treated as a garbage truck. The roses given to her completely fainted four cleaners wearing double-layer masks.

And who is Song Baojun? A non-famous pendant from the first grade of Chinese Department of Chazhou University.

He is less than 1.8 meters tall and more than 1.7 meters tall. He is neither fat nor thin, his face is neither handsome nor ugly, his hairstyle is average, and his clothes are all street stalls worth 30 or 50 yuan a day. He has no glorious achievements that can be mentioned in his studies. The mentors don’t even think of him at all. He took the college entrance examination for two years before he could barely get into Chazhou University.

I spend time playing games on the Internet every day, sleep when I get tired of playing, and instant noodles to satisfy my hunger. I am upset in the morning and evening, and I often take one or two big classes, thrown around the crowd like pebbles on the edge of the river beach, and no one can recognize which product it is.

Just such an otaku who had no hope of living, Yuan Shuang actually handed him a love letter three days ago.

What is written in the love letter? "A gentleman is a gentleman, a lady is a good lady. The so-called handsome guy is at school." The handwriting is beautiful and a faint feeling rippling in the meantime. Song Baojun did not sleep all night that night, and only felt that his life was only twenty-one years short, and it was just like that.

The two of them have dated three times in a few days, and their relationship has improved by leaps and bounds, as sweet as mixing oil in honey.

Witnesses claimed that in the "Alien Restaurant" last night, Yuan Shuang personally fed Song Baojun. The silly and lively Song Baojun smiled so much that he was not much different from Wang Baoqiang, which reminded people of two words: "I need to take a tobacco"!

With a "beep", the text message on the mobile phone woke up Song Baojun who was thinking.

"At twelve o'clock noon, I see you, Maple Forest, I have something important to tell you about frost."

Song Baojun quickly stopped the sweet thought of happiness in his heart. He quickly pressed the button of his phone and replied: "I have something important to tell you. I love your army."

Press the send button and secretly glanced at the tutor who was splashing on the stage. He pushed the classmate Tan Qingkai who was sitting in front and whispered: "Akai, can you lend me five hundred yuan first?"

Tan Qingkai is his roommate, a tall, thin and delicate boy. He frowned and said, "Why are you borrowing money again? I only gave you 300 yuan yesterday, and my living expenses are not enough."

Song Baojun quickly smiled: "Help, look at my relationship with the goddess has been progressing rapidly in the past few days. As long as I have a solid relationship, I will not be allowed to introduce some beauties from business schools to you in the future. As long as I survive this month, I will definitely pay you back with the money next month!"

How could Tan Qingkai believe in this illusory promise? He just shook his head and said, "Unless you pay back three hundred yuan first."

Song Baojun was anxious. In order to leave the goddess with a "pride and generous" impression of being handsome and rich, the two of them had chosen high-consumption places such as cafes and restaurants with petty bourgeois mood. They not only spent a month's living expenses, but also had a lot of debts, but also owed their classmates 1,120 yuan in debt.

You should know that his family is very ordinary. His parents only pay 800 yuan a month. In this bustling city with a population of 17 million, it is only enough to fill his stomach.

How can you please the goddess? If you invite someone to go shopping and buy a five-dollar ice cream from Ziweihua Street to Bougainvillea Road, you are afraid that they will be embarrassed and you will be too embarrassed.

Money is not omnipotent in this world, but you must not pick up girls without money.

Song Baojun had no choice but to whisper: "If you can pay back three hundred first, I don't have to worry about your borrowing money. Otherwise, my i7 quad-core computer will be mortgaged to you first? How about redeem it when I have money?"

Tan Qingkai immediately looked contemptuous and said, "Your Sai Yang 1.0 is also good for gilding yourself on your face? That way, even the audio, if you don't pay back the money next month, it will all belong to me."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Song Baojun smiled from ear to ear. In fact, his computer processor is not an i7 or a Seyon. It can be worth about one thousand yuan in total, but for the sake of the goddess, I don't care about anything anymore.

Then Tan Qingkai reluctantly took out five red bills from his wallet and handed them over.

Waiting for a moment when get out of class was over, Song Baojun rushed out of the classroom with a huge sum of money. There were only a few envious and jealous rolling eyes behind him: "What are you so proud of? Let's split the tall and handsome rich sooner or later!"

He didn't bother to eat, and rushed to the flower shop next to the supermarket on a worn-out bicycle, took out a shabby wallet on the counter and shouted happily at the flower girl: "Ninety-nine roses, wrap it up for me!"

"Each flower is ten yuan, ninety-nine is nine hundred yuan." The flower girl replied politely, reaching out to organize the bouquets placed on the floor.

"This..." Song Baojun scratched his head and said, "Then, then there are thirty-six flowers, which are somewhat auspicious numbers."

The flower girl had seen such a poor and generous otaku, and didn't care about it, so she chose thirty-six blooming roses, cut off the thorns and excess branches and leaves, and wrapped them in gift paper.

After buying the roses, I went to the supermarket to buy a box of exquisite chocolates. The five hundred dollars I just borrowed from my classmates were already gone.

Calculate the time, it’s still ten minutes away from twelve o’clock, so it’s important to get to the maple forest as soon as possible.

Maple forest is a forest land in the West Campus. It is dyed red in autumn, with long wind blowing and autumn leaves falling. There is no better place for couples to meet. It is said that the toilet paper cleaned out by the aunts every morning can build another waste paper recycling bin.

The goddess was indeed a goddess. Song Baojun could see Yuan Shuang standing beside the stone chair in the forest from afar, as outstanding and dazzling as the red apricots beside the sun. There were five or six men and six men and women talking softly with Yuan Shuang, and laughter or two came from time to time. Two black BMWs were parked on the stone road.

This group of people dressed neatly and cleanly, the women were gentle and elegant, and the men were outstanding. As the saying goes, people flocked to each other, and you can tell at a glance that they were Yuan Shuang’s good friend.
Chapter completed!