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Chapter 190 I am the villain’s deskmate 2
Teacher Li briefly explained the basic rules of playing basketball, demonstrated it on the sports field, and then taught the students how to dribble.

Wei Wei thought that now that he was a boy and learning basketball, he might be able to use it in the future, so he would be prepared.

When he thought of this, he followed the teacher seriously.

Lu Qi studied seriously even if he had nothing to do. In his current situation, of course, he learned as much as he could, because he was not sure if any accidents would happen in the future, which made him unable to continue studying.

After Teacher Li handed over some basic knowledge, he asked everyone to form teams and start practical exercises.

Wei Wei and Lu Qi happened to be in the same team.

Wei Wei is a bad athlete and has been held back several times.

Lu Qi is very smart. He often works hard and has good physical strength. He has been in the limelight several times.

With Wei Wei as a comparison, Lu Qi is simply an idol in the team.

For the first time, everyone discovered Lu Qi’s shining point. Before, Lu Qi was always gloomy and lived like a transparent person, so everyone subconsciously ignored him. Unexpectedly, this time playing basketball, he would be seen by everyone and win. Appreciation and attention from the students.

Lu Qi didn't like being paid attention to, so when the teacher said he could move freely, he stopped fighting. He found a quiet place to stay alone, took out a notebook from his pocket and recited the words.

These words are not elementary school knowledge, but junior high school knowledge.

That's right, he is already studying junior high school knowledge on his own. The knowledge in elementary school is too simple and he has already finished it.He is already teaching himself junior high school courses.

Lu Qi knew that his conditions were very difficult, so he never gave up any opportunity to learn. Learning was not the only way out, but it was the fastest and most convenient way for him to get ahead.

Wei Wei didn't like sports either, so he slipped out to hide himself too.

He saw the villain boss holding something in a corner and mumbling something.

He walked over curiously and stood behind Lu Qi. He took a look and found out that it was a word from junior high school. His eyes widened in surprise, but when he thought that Lu Qi was a villain, he was relieved.

Wei Wei did not disturb Lu Qi. He knew that Lu Qi liked to be quiet and to be alone and did not want to be disturbed, so he did not ask for trouble.

Weiwei found a quiet place, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for get out of class to end.

The time for studying goes by quickly.

It's school time.

Wei Wei walked out of the campus with his schoolbag on his back and walked towards home according to the memory of the original owner.

The original owner's home is not far from the school, just a 10-minute walk away.

It's just that while he was walking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, hey, isn't that the big villain in front?
So they were on the way?
Although Wei Wei was surprised, he did not go to say hello. He knew that Lu Qi was withdrawn, a little world-weary and autistic. If he rashly went to say hello, Lu Qi would be disgusted. He would not do such a thankless thing.

Be home soon.

The original owner's home was a small rented building with two floors, with people living upstairs and a bakery downstairs.

Wei Wei stood at the door and saw two customers buying bread, and Wei's mother was busy at the counter.

Wei Wei walked in and greeted Mother Wei: "Mom, I'm back."

Mother Wei nodded and continued to pack bread for the guests.

When Wei Wei went up to the second floor, he saw several dishes on the dining table. Father Wei came out of the kitchen with the rice cooker in his arms, put the rice cooker on the table, and greeted his son with a smile.

This was Wei Wei's first time to experience such a simple and warm lifestyle, and he was surprised.

He sat down and took a few bites of Father Wei's food. Well, it tasted good.

Home cooking is simple but tastes like home.

After eating, Wei Wei took out his homework to write.

After finishing his homework, he thought about what to do in the future.

If he follows his original path, he will become an ordinary office worker in the future. His life will not be rich, but he will still have enough to eat and drink.

But Wei Wei doesn't want to live a miserable life. He was a rich second generation in his previous life and has his own philosophy on life. Moreover, he is not an ordinary child. His way of thinking is that of an adult. He has his own ideas and ambitions. He is unwilling to be a buried person.

Wei Wei thought for a while, no matter how he will go in the future, he must first study hard. He is not a rich second generation, and he has no money for him to grow old. If he wants to get ahead, he can only study, so study hard to get a good university. necessary.

At present, there is another very important thing is to make money. His mental age is an adult. If his current parents are rich, he can of course ask his parents for pocket money without any scruples, but unfortunately they are not, they It's just a person with an ordinary income, he can't ask them for pocket money to squander, so he thinks he wants to make money, at least to achieve financial freedom.

make money.How can a 12-year-old kid make money?

It is impossible to work part-time, who would use child labor?
So what should he do?

Do you want him to pick up scraps like a villain?

impossible!
He has a cleanliness!

A concubine can't do it!
Wei Wei's eyes accidentally fell on a novel on the bedside, and his eyes suddenly lit up, yes!He can write novels!
He has read at least hundreds of novels in his past and present lives, and his writing skills are pretty good, so writing novels should not be difficult.

This is the way he can think of to make money so far, no matter what, let's be a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
Just do it.

The action-oriented Wei Wei immediately took out a pen and paper and began to conceive the outline of the story.

(End of this chapter)