Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 306
Qiao Luo raised her eyebrows and refused, "No."

"Ah." Fatty was quite disappointed, the boss's birthday was coming up, and he thought about giving it as a birthday present.

The thin man gloated and hated him.

The fat man refused to accept it and turned back.

The two quickly fell out.

Qiao Luo let them make trouble and watched from the side.

The corner of his mouth curled into a smile unconsciously.

She fell into a sugar addiction, so she took a toffee and threw it into her mouth, continuing to watch the show.

After eating the barbecue, the three of them each had a bottle of AD calcium milk and walked to school while drinking.

The fat man burped, feeling that his mouth was full of the smell of barbecue.

He patted his stomach contentedly, "If I can sleep comfortably now, that would be the pinnacle of my life."

The thin man moved away from him in disgust, "If you continue like this, you will almost become a pig."

The fat man squeezed the white and tender flesh on his face, and retorted confidently, "I'm not a pig, I'm not as cute as a pig."

The thin man whispered, "I didn't learn anything, but I learned the essence of the boss's narcissism."

Qiao Luo raised her eyebrows, "What did you just say?"

The thin man smiled resentfully, and immediately flattered him, "I was just boasting that the boss is the most handsome in the world!"

Qiao Luo was satisfied, "I have vision."

Back to the classroom.

The first class has not started yet, and there are not many people in the classroom.

Qiao Luo sat on the seat and took out a book from the drawer to read.

His back was suddenly poked with a pen.

She turned her head.

A bottle of Nutrition Express appeared in front of my eyes.

The unique and pleasant voice from the back table sounded, "Go on."

Qiao Luo didn't answer, "Drink it, I have this." She shook the AD calcium milk in her hand.

The back table didn't say anything, took the yogurt back, and fell asleep on the table.

I don't know why, but this guy has a special affinity with her.

She has been in the same class with her from elementary school to high school. She has changed seats several times, but he can still sit behind her every time.

Moreover, he handed her snacks every day unshakably, and he didn't know what his hobby was.

He is a music student, born with a voice kissed by an angel.

He has a bad temper and gets angry easily, so he has few friends.

Every day, I look like I don’t get enough sleep, and no one cares about sleeping in class.

But every time the test is ranked second.

The first is Qiao Luo.

After class, Qiao Luo went to the office with a large stack of homework.

She is the class monitor, responsible for managing discipline and handing in homework to the teacher.

When the head teacher saw her, he waved with a smile, took the stack of homework from her hand, and put it on the table, "It's just in time, the teacher has something to tell you."

Qiao Luo nodded, "Teacher, please tell me."

"The head teacher of the seventh class of the second grade in the junior high school is sick, so he can't attend the next class, and the other teachers can't start the class. The third grader is sprinting for the senior high school entrance examination, so there is no way to spare the teacher. This year, there are more freshmen in the first grade than in previous years, and they are busy. , I have no time to substitute for the class. So I can only find our high school, the next teacher has a class, there is no way to go, and other teachers are not available, so the teacher can only ask you." The head teacher smiled lovingly.

"You have always been the first in the grade, and you are already familiar with the knowledge of the second grade of junior high school. In the next section, they will change to self-study, and then you can go shopping. If there is anything that the juniors don't understand, just teach them. If you do well If it's good, the scholarship for the monthly exam will be doubled." The teacher patted his chest with a look of trust.

Class [-], Grade [-]?Isn't it Qiao Yan's class?

"Okay." She was often dragged to substitute because the teacher didn't have time, and she was used to it.

(End of this chapter)