Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Qiao Chuwen was furious at his words.

"Isn't it just a piece of paper? After you've solved all the problems on it, what are you going to do? Don't you never take notes?"

Although Fu Ming was slow, he could also sense the dissatisfaction in Qiao Chuwen's tone.

He felt strange.

"This is not a problem I solved, I have to take it back and continue to study."

"It's not the problem you solved, you talked so much with her?"

"Because she solved this problem."

After speaking, Fu Ming took the manuscript paper from Qiao Chuwen's hand, folded it and put it in his book.

Qiao Chuwen just found it funny.

"She said she solved this problem? Fu Ming, you are really easy to deceive, you can believe such words."

Fu Ming was puzzled.

"What did she lie to me about?"

"It seems that she copied it from others, otherwise? Do you think that a person who is the bottom of our class can solve the finale of physics by himself?"

Fu Ming looked at her, a little strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"No matter how she did it, it's helpful to me anyway. Besides, you're a little emotionally unstable."

It seems that he cares about the girl's appearance.

Qiao Chuwen was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had really lost his composure just now, so he suppressed all expressions and returned to his usual appearance.

"This is your business. I just remind you out of the friendship among classmates. At critical moments, it is best to spend time on important things and people."

They are about to participate in the selection of whether to enter the list of members of the national team training for the Middle School Olympic Games. If something goes wrong at this time, the wish of being recommended for the second year of high school will be wiped out.

At present, Fu Ming is the most guaranteed, because he has already won the gold medal in the district physics competition, and with the recommendation of the principal, as long as he wins No.1 in the next city physics competition, he is sure to enter the national team.

As for Qiao Chuwen, he was only a step away.

They and Jiang Ci are almost neck and neck, and the friendship between the three of them is praised by all the teachers and students in the school. This is a benign way of making friends.

So no matter how close the three of them are, no one will say anything beside them.

Who made them the best students in this school.

Qiao Chuwen didn't want Fu Ming to be distracted by other things.

"Fu Ming, didn't we agree that the second year of high school will be recommended to Tsinghua University together?"

Fu Ming nodded.

But I still feel that Qiao Chuwen is making a big fuss, and I don't understand what she is thinking from the bottom of my heart.

It was just discussing a problem with other students, and it seemed like he was about to degenerate.

"Okay, I'm going back, anyway, my tutor has left too."

Qiao Chuwen knew he couldn't say anything more.

"Well, I'll go back with you."

"what ever."

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Jiang Lai walked home because he was delayed for more than an hour because of tutoring, and it was already dark when he walked halfway.

In front is a convenience store, Jiang Lai likes the triangular rice balls inside, and also likes to sit by the glass wall and quietly watch the busy traffic outside.

The pop music that the clerk liked was playing in the convenience store. Jiang Lai realized something was wrong when he heard the second song, because the style was too different from the previous one.

Looking back, there was a tall boy with a hat on the shelf not far away, his back was facing her to pack his things.

It wasn't him when he just bought the rice balls, but Jiang Lai had just sat down when he was a different person.

If it wasn't for the wrong style of music, Jiang Lai might really not pay attention to a boy next to a shelf in a convenience store.

She took a bite of the rice ball, sighed helplessly, and then sat silently.

Shen Weizhou nervously sorted out the goods for a long time, and he could clearly see Jiang Lai behind him from the mirror in front of him.

In the past, she always sat down for a while after eating, and it would not exceed 15 minutes before and after.

But today I don't know what's going on, it's been almost half an hour, and she's still sitting motionless, with no intention of leaving at all.

He took the bag of potato chips in front of him from the inside to the outside, and then stuffed it back from the outside. After going back and forth a dozen times, he finally came to his senses.

Looking back, Jiang Lai turned around as expected.

He took off his hat, revealing an exceptionally handsome white face. His bangs, which were a little messy before, were trimmed to reveal his eyebrows, making his face look clearer and cleaner. Under the thick brows, there was a gleam in the black eyes staring at Jiang Lai. I'm a little nervous.

"How did you find me?"

"Your personal style is quite outstanding."

Although he dyed his hair black, took off his earrings, and changed into simple clothes, he was still the boy who liked to stimulate and make public.

You could see his suppressed emotions in his eyes.

"Don't tell me that you came here to work part-time for me."

Shen Weizhou walked up silently, took two cans of strawberry milk directly from the shelf, opened one and handed it to Jiang Lai, then drank the other by himself.

"Will I look like a pervert?"

"will not."

Because if the pervert is too handsome, it is easy to be forgiven.

"Wechat finds you, but you ignore me, so I don't want to call you out of nowhere."

Shen Weizhou has never been so humble in his life. In order to meet a girl, he ran from a villa in the city center to work as a clerk in a remote convenience store. The hourly salary was only 12 yuan an hour.

He had never seen so little money in his life.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Lai took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened WeChat, which he hadn't used for more than a month.

Hundreds of messages popped up. They used to be sent by fox friends, advertisements, and official accounts. Among them, Shen Weizhou sent the most.

In the beginning, he asked her out to go shopping arrogantly, saying that he had something for her, but then it turned into a tentative inquiry.

Until last week, he didn't send any more messages.

Because he's been here as a pervert since last week.

"At your level, how can the boss trust the store to you?"

Looking at the messy shelves, Jiang Lai smiled.

Shen Weizhou scratched his hair.

"The hourly wage is too low, and I have to look at him, so I bought this store."

Jiang Lai nodded, which was in line with his style.

"Then work hard, I'm going home."

"Don't wait for me for a while, I'll take you back."

As Shen Weizhou said, he left the store and chased him out. Another clerk came out of the storage room as usual, and then tidied up the messy shelves made by the boss.

Shen Weizhou caught up with him on a bicycle, and there was a seat behind the expensive mountain bike.

"Give your ex-boyfriend a face and come up and sit."

Jiang Lai didn't pay attention at all.

"Did I ever tell you that I just want to study hard?"

"So I didn't bother you. You learn from you. If you have any difficulties, I will help you solve them."

In this way, Shen Weizhou pushed Jiang Lai all the way to the door of his house.

After going upstairs, Little Pudding kept talking.

"What a rich second generation, Jiang Lai, you are so stubborn."