Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 66 Bao Guowei’s shift changes

Bao Guowei frowned when he returned home. As soon as he opened the door, Lao Bao's voice came from inside.

"Is Guowei back? There is still some food in the house, would you like some more?"

"Hey, I'm not saying no."

Bao Guowei took off his scarf, smiled and shook his head.

He put the scarf on the table, opened his long gown, and found a pocket inside. He rubbed it and took out an exquisitely packaged pastry.

"Dad, don't you like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake? The sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Songhe Tower is the most famous in Hangzhou. I brought you one to try."

At this time, Lao Bao had already put on his coat and walked out. He still had a smile on his face and his body was hunched.

Seeing this beautifully packaged osmanthus cake, he suddenly panicked and carefully took it and placed it on the table.

"Hey, how much does this cost! Don't spend this money on me, save it to buy more meat for you."

"It doesn't matter!" Bao Guowei waved his hand and said. "We don't lack the money now, so don't treat yourself badly."

Hearing this, Lao Bao's nose suddenly became sore. Thinking that Bao Guowei was still yelling at him more than a month ago, looking so ignorant, he felt some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

But after all, he couldn't hold back the tears. He gently opened the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on hand and smelled it.

Lao Bao always liked to eat this, but he was reluctant to eat it on weekdays. After smelling the fresh and sweet smell, he nodded with satisfaction.

But he still didn't eat it, so he put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake away and said to Bao Guowei.

"I will put this sweet-scented osmanthus cake away. You can eat it later, and share it with Hu Da and the others. They have helped us too much."

"Okay, okay." Bao Guowei shook his head helplessly. "It's all up to you!"

Lao Bao chuckled and said, "I'll hide it in the cupboard right now. It's not warm yet, so I'm not afraid of it getting damaged."

With that said, he carried the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into the back room.

It wasn't until Lao Bao left that Bao Guowei gradually lost the smile on his face. He continued to rub the inside of the lining and took out an exquisite dagger.

He prepared this a few days ago. The Republic of China was not like the peaceful era of later generations, with gangs and robberies and criminals emerging one after another.

He is not a fool, so it is still necessary to prepare a self-defense weapon.

After thinking for a long time, Bao Guowei couldn't figure out who the voice was calling his name. It sounded like a child.

He had already noticed the few people at the entrance of the alley, and immediately his hand touched the dagger in his arms. With this, those thin desperadoes might not dare to provoke him.

Now that I think about it carefully, that child seems to be helping me out?

When he couldn't think clearly, he stopped thinking. Bao Guowei planned to go back to that alley to have a look.

A few days later.

Today is the day to head to the honors class.

As a provincial high school, Zhicheng Middle School is obviously more pursuing the bonuses brought by famous schools. If more students can be admitted to Peking University and National Central University, then the quality of students recruited next year will be even better. This is a A virtuous cycle.

The top class is specifically designed to cope with the admissions exams of these prestigious schools, and participating in domestic mathematics competitions is just an add-on.

When passing by the teaching building, Bao Guowei glanced at Class 2, Grade 2. From today on, his class has nothing to do with him.

That's fine. Those young masters and ladies have to smile at me all day long, and I feel very disgusted when I see them.

Apart from Wei Junming and Zhang Nianyue, it seemed like there was no one he needed to say goodbye to?

After thinking about it, Bao Guowei decided to go to the new class first. The two of them had plenty of time to interact with each other, so it would be okay to change classes.

As soon as Bao Guowei walked away, exaggerated sounds came from the classroom of Class 2, Grade 2, upstairs.

"Hey! Let me tell you that the fireworks last night were as big as beams. My dad sent them back from the United States. Did you see them last night? The fireworks in the sky exploded like an egg pancake. They were so beautiful. , so beautiful!” Gong Deming put one foot on the chair and described it vividly, talking about the “awesome” things he experienced last night.

Since Guo Chun was "deposed and abdicated", Gong Deming naturally ascended the throne and became the "emperor" of the boys in the back row.

But according to his own words, he is the "Emperor" of Class 2, Grade 2.

"An Shuzhen, do we have to change places?"

A timid girl said reluctantly.

An Shuzhen put her pile of books on the table, her face was a little pale, obviously she had applied some makeup, and she squeezed out a smile.

"Ziyuan, aren't I doing this for your own good? Bao Guowei and Zhang Nianyue are now the best in arithmetic in our class. I'm afraid you won't be able to learn much from your classmates with your grades, and you can't keep up, right? "

An Shuzhen held her hand affectionately, like a good sister, and then pointed to the place next to her and said.

"You can sit at the same table as Bai Xiaotian. She's pretty good at arithmetic, and you can understand what she's saying."

"But... Nianyue and I are very good, and I also heard that Nianyue's arithmetic was taught by Bao Guowei, I think."

Wu Ziyuan felt a little aggrieved. She was usually quiet and rarely argued with others.

"Oh, you didn't pass your arithmetic grade last time, let me see."

Before she finished speaking, Bai Xiaotian behind her couldn't stand it anymore. She frowned and said, "An Shuzhen, why don't you forget it, the teacher won't do it either."

But An Shuzhen still said forcefully: "Ziyuan, don't talk about these troublesome things. I'll tell the teacher later that we still have to change seats. How about I treat you to Jiuzhizhai's snacks after class?" "

"me."

Wu Ziyuan didn't know what to say, her head almost buried in her chest. Her family was not poor, so where was the snack missing?

At this time, some girls in the class also gathered over. An Shuzhen had always been very popular, and the girls also talked about it for her.

"Yes, Ziyuan, it's useless for you to occupy such a good seat. Next to you is Zhang Nianyue, and behind you is Bao Guowei."

"These two are the best at studying now. You can't understand what they say."

"Wu Ziyuan, aren't you wasting your resources by occupying this seat?"

"Shuzhen is a study committee member. You should give up your seat."

"Ziyuan."

"Ziyuan."

"But. But"

The more Wu Ziyuan was talked about, the more confused she became, and she hesitated in her mouth. The words of those female classmates were spinning in her head, and her face turned red from holding back.

In the end, she couldn't hold it anymore. Everyone around her seemed to be oppressing her. She could only sigh helplessly and said.

"Well."

But before he finished speaking, a sudden word came from behind him.

"An Shuzhen, don't you just want to sit in front of Bao Guowei?"

"Have you seen him?"

(End of this chapter)