My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 35 Everyone Has Their Own Future

One week before the midterm exam, everyone is panicking.

Fu Chengque and a few female classmates who played under the slogan of combining work and rest for two days also started to settle down in the new week.He listened carefully to the lecture in the morning, and discussed with his head bumping heads between classes. Xiaogua even took the initiative to ask Teacher Wen Yu to give a lecture. The academic atmosphere of [Strategy Star Group] is very strong.

After a quick meal at noon, several people moved the tables, chairs and benches together and continued to work hard.

Too bad it didn't last long.

After all, the upper limit of Xiaogua's patience value is low. After doing a few questions seriously, he began to lose concentration and gradually swiped his phone.

A few people didn't criticize her, and they really had to take a break.

After a while, Xiaogua suddenly regained his energy: "Hoho, I saw an interesting question on the Internet, saying that it can measure your future and attitude towards the future, do you want to try it?"

Divination?

The three girls immediately became interested.

Seeing this, Xiaogua began to read the question in a low voice: "If you were a fake imperial doctor in ancient times, you would rely on Meng to heal you. One day, the crown prince fell ill, but in the dog days, he said that his body was extremely cold, and he was shivering and needed to cover himself with a quilt. The emperor asked you , What is the disease of the prince, and how to cure it? At this time, you say..."

She snapped the phone and said excitedly: "Come on, please take turns to answer! Lu Min, you come first."

"Huh? Me? Whatever?"

"Answer whatever you want."

Lu Min thought about it for a while, then hesitated and said, "Is it a cold? Maybe try to get something hot?"

Xiaogua picked up the phone and glanced at it, and then answered in the tone of an old genius doctor: "Interrogative sentences, answering the question itself, Lu Min's attitude towards the future is not clear, take one step at a time, your future may be more tortuous." Fang Ling And you."

"The prince's brain is sick..."

"The declarative sentence directly points to the key point of the problem. Although Fang Ling's future is unknown, once he has the opportunity, he will quickly approach and realize it. If he can't find it, he will be finished. Next, Orange Bird!"

"Hahaha, the crown prince is dead, and so am I." She randomly found a direction to learn from film and television dramas and cupped her hands, "Your majesty, you are dead too!"

A few people laughed like crazy, and they were afraid of disturbing others, so they lay down on the table and gasped.

Almost laughing, Xiaogua said: "This... is an affirmative tone, and the problem is solved. The future of Orange Bird is relatively bright, and the goal is also very clear. There is a possibility of success, but also a great possibility of failure. It mainly depends on how the emperor is. Think about it hahaha..."

Finally, several people looked at Wen Yu, "Wen Yu, what about you?"

Wen Yu pondered for a moment, then carefully said: "Don't be rustling."

Fu Chengque, Xiaogua, Lu Min, Fang Ling:? ? ? ?
"Hahaha, what is this, Wen Yu!"

"There's something wrong with it..."

"A serious illness, an absolute serious illness! Hahaha."

"Your future is up to you, hahaha"

The last few girls laughed and smoked and agreed that Wen Yu raised the problem to a higher dimension, he created a new world!

After making a noise for a while, they all relaxed a lot.

Xiaogua also quickly regained her patience and returned to her studies.

Regarding Xiaogua, everyone can see that she and her little boyfriend Fan Liming have a conflict that cannot be resolved for the time being. At present, they are afraid that they will soon break up. No one knows the details, and everyone tacitly did not ask.

Wen Yu was not familiar with Fu Chengque in her previous life, not to mention the relationship status of her friends, so she couldn't give her any help at this time.

Even if there is, he will choose not to say anything according to the situation.

In the middle of the afternoon, some students yelled into the classroom at the door:
"Wen Yu, someone is looking for you."

Wen Yu looked up, but saw no one.

Could it be that the love letters from the little girls have finally arrived?But let him wait so long, when the time comes, he will pretend to be accidentally exposed in front of Fu Chengque, show off, and finally refuse seriously.

Beautiful and beautiful.

After leaving the classroom door, he looked left and right, and there was no girl waiting for him.

There is a boy.

Short cut, handsome face, tall, with a school uniform jacket on his shoulders, even earrings.

When the inch-cut boy saw Wen Yu coming out, he looked him up and down and smiled, "Wen Yu?"

"it's me."

"Tsk...you're so handsome, you're a little threatening to me."

"To each other, your appearance also puts me under a little bit of pressure."

Cun Tou froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"It's fun, it's fun, go for a walk, go to a place where there are few people and talk."

"Let's talk about small things here, and talk about big things in the toilet."

"What the hell, the toilet smells so smelly, so I won't go. It's not a big deal, ouch, let's go."

Wen Yu was dragged down the teaching building, and was pushed to sit down under a tree.

Inch took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and smoked one.

With another oops, he slapped himself lightly on the face twice, "I'm used to this hand..." Turning around, he took a bottle of green tea from the red plastic bag he brought, "Come, drink."

Wen Yu took it, with a decision in mind.

"Chen Minghe?"

"Ah? You know me?"

"do not know."

"Then you are very good, you can guess it."

Wen Yu was indeed half guessing. Although he had seen him playing the piano in the audience in his previous life, he had only seen him once or twice. Who would remember the inch-cut man behind him.

Chen Ming and himself took a bottle of Red Bull, sat down too, pulled it away and drank half of it.

After hiccupping, he said: "It's better to meet you than to be famous. Wen Yu, you are more interesting than others. I thought that the one who could play the piano for me would be a gentle top student wearing black-rimmed glasses."

"I'm also considered an honor student."

"You don't have that politeness, but you do have face."

"Speaking of business, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, look at what you said, how bad you think about me is...I came here to thank you, okay, and I'm here to ask for advice by the way."

"Thank you? Ask for advice?"

"Yeah, do you know why I didn't get on stage that day?"

Wen Yu really didn't know.

"What's the matter?"

"I've been arrested, I'm going to the police station." He scolded, "I was almost done rehearsal that day, and I went to the bathroom to take a shit, but my buddy sent a message saying that people surrounded me in the game hall, so I immediately left Drilled into the hole in the toilet to help. What I thought was, there was still an hour or two before the show, I went to help and came back in time, and guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

"As soon as I went there sweetly, the uncles from the police station came. We thought they were arresting us and planned to run away. When we realized that it was too late, my buddies were afraid that I would be arrested, so they hid me in a small room in the game hall , the sweet one is full of slot machines, the uncles are here to catch this thing..."

"The labor and management were treated as gamblers inside, and they were directly arrested and sent to the police station. My buddies have nothing to do with them, so I am unlucky..."

"..."

For a while, Wen Yu didn't know what to say.

He just felt that the inch-cut boy in front of him was a bit of a dick.

Holding back a laugh, Wen Yu said, "Is everything okay in the end?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I will explain it clearly later, let the teacher take me away after criticizing me. Thank you..."

"So, what does this have to do with 'thanks' me?"

"What, why don't you understand?" Chen Minghe said with a rotten look in his eyes, "This is an opportunity that my father and the vice-principal have a good relationship with. Girls can handle this show? It must be screwed up, if it is screwed up, I will be finished..."

Wen Yuxin said, I haven't found a replacement for you for a long time in the third year of high school, so is this opportunity worth asking for?

Chen Minghe is probably thinking complicated.

After thinking about it, he asked again: "What about 'asking for advice'?"

(End of this chapter)