After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 24
Just thinking about it, a slender and tall figure appeared at the door.

Lu Qingjue walked into the classroom, without even looking at the people on the podium, he just sat down on his seat.

The students were not surprised by Lu Qingjue's behavior, and Teacher Xie was not annoyed by Lu Qingjue's defiant behavior.

Because in Jincheng, as long as the grades are good, there are privileges. Lu Qingjue, as the first grader and future provincial champion candidate, the teacher usually chooses to turn a blind eye.But let’s go with the formality, after all, the person involved is present now, so he pretends to be.

Teacher Xie said: "Student Lu Qingjue, if you have anything to do in the future, you can tell the teacher first."

Lu Qingjue just lay down and fell asleep as if he didn't hear it.

"..." Teacher Xie sighed inwardly.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, I have something to announce to everyone. This year happens to be the [-]th anniversary of the founding of Jincheng Middle School. The school issued a notice to hold a school celebration, and each class will have a program Participate, I hope everyone will actively participate." Holding the notice from the school office in his hand, he announced the news he had just received to the students in the class.

There was only silence to answer him, the students were doing their own things, obviously they didn't hear what he said...

Now it is getting more and more difficult to be a teacher, Xie Wenming sighed in his heart, but continued.

"Students, this school celebration also specially invited Song Can, a popular niche student. Maybe we can meet Song Can in the backstage of the performance?"

"..."

Still no response.

Well, he gave up.No matter what he said, there was still no response from the class.Xie Wenming thought about it.

"Teacher, I think you should go to class quickly, or you can just leave get out of class immediately. You pushed the nonsense and said half of the class time. If I had known, I would have slept at home for a while." A boy was a little impatient Urged to the people on the podium.

The boy who spoke was called Jiang Cheng, the only son of the chairman of XX Group, and a bully.He is very arrogant in doing things, and he does not violate the river water with Lu Qingjue.Everyone knows it well, but it's actually cowardly.Not only because of the strong background of the Lu family, but more importantly, Lu Qingjue was desperate to fight.

Xie Wenming smiled awkwardly. He finally understood why those teachers didn't want to come to this class.Honey juice is embarrassing.

After class, Xie Wenming picked up the book and didn't want to stay any longer, so he opened the door and left without mentioning the homework after class.

The classroom started to chatter and chatter again.

Lu Qingjue seemed to have automatically blocked the sound of the outside world, still sleeping on his stomach.

Ye Wanwan could vaguely see the faint dark circles in the corners of his eyes, and his complexion didn't feel well.

Boss stayed up all night again.

Suddenly the voices in the class became louder, Ye Wanwan looked over.

"Who is Song Can? It's none of our business whether he comes or not. Whoever likes to act should do it." Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes without losing face. Why did they have to rehearse a show when that Song Cancan came? , who does he think he is.

Chen Lin echoed Jiang Cheng's words, they would not participate in such boring activities, not to mention the prince's status as a clown performing on stage for others, wouldn't that be self-defeating?
Chen Lin is Jiangcheng's younger brother. His family background is average, but his grades are pretty good. He is sweet-talking and knows the situation.He did well in class with Jiang Cheng.

And that prince, that's right, Jiangcheng is that "prince".Jiang Cheng just likes others to call him that.

"I think you're jealous that someone whose parents look better than you." The person who spoke was a very beautiful girl, whose family background was similar to that of Jiangcheng, and she was well-connected. I heard that she was Jiangcheng's fiancée.

But the two have been at loggerheads, happy friends.

Sure enough, the volcano erupted in an instant.

"What are you talking about! I'm jealous of the little boy? I don't vomit to death just like him. A man should be like this. Do you understand!" Jiang Cheng belongs to the kind of man who is more manly, regardless of his body shape or appearance. He is a man. No one would doubt it, but there are many kinds of men, such as handsome men, handsome men and so on.

"I think you're just jealous, don't be shy, I won't laugh at you." Tranquility sneered, Jiang Cheng and Song Can, people who are not blind will choose Song Can.

"You! I think you deserve a beating!" Jiang Cheng glared angrily, and the look that made people stop was even more ferocious.

The two quarreled and quarreled, which added a lot of fun to the class.

Ye Wanwan touched her forehead, saying that this is awesome, like a sophomore in high school.

But Song Can?cousin?
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The third class was over, and it was time for inter-class exercises. Due to the rain, the playground was wet, so the school canceled the running and asked everyone to stay in the classroom.

The head teacher, Ruan Qin, called the class representative to send out the homework handed in yesterday.

The representative of the mathematics class who handed out homework is usually a little owed, and his mouth is also relatively bad. His name is Chen Zheng.

"Ye Wanwan, yours." After Lu Qingjue passed the homework to Ye Wanwan, Ye Wanwan smiled and thanked her.

"There is nothing to thank, little fairy, you are so beautiful, so you don't have to be polite to me. Besides, if you say thank you, I'm not polite, and when he says thank you, I have to be polite. I don't have to be tired if I have to reply to every assignment. Die." In fact, there was no malice in his words, he just liked to complain.

Sitting across from Yang Yu was a relatively taciturn boy, who usually didn't take the initiative to talk, and his sense of presence in the class was a bit low.The name is dialect.

"Dialect, yours."

"Okay, thank you..." Apparently he heard what he said earlier, so he swallowed the thank you just on his lips before he finished speaking.

"Thank you and thank you halfway, you moaning, should I return or not?" Chen Zheng rolled his eyes.

Fang Yan glanced at him, but didn't want to talk to him.

"You can say no." Tudou boy Yang Yu said with a smile, "You can say half of what he says."

The next homework happened to be Yang Yu's. Chen Zheng stretched out his hand and threw the homework across the air. The cup on the table was knocked over like this, water flowed out, and the book was wet.

Chen Zheng didn't apologize, and just threw a sentence: "Your, Yang Yu."

Yang Yu frowned and raised his head to ask him: "What's wrong? Didn't you see that I knocked down my water glass?"

"Oh, I didn't see that, sorry." Chen Zheng's tone made people very uncomfortable.

"You have a bad mouth?" Yang Yu was a little annoyed.

"You taught me half and half." Chen Zheng turned around when someone else's homework was handed out, trying to go around from the back row.

Seeing Chen Zheng ignoring others, Yang Yu became angry, picked up a book and threw it at him.

At that time, Chen Zheng was turning sideways to pass by Lu Qingjue. Looking at the book thrown over him, he turned sideways to dodge, so his arms tilted and his hands loosened.

The pile of homework in his hands fell on Lu Qingjue who was sleeping on the table.

"Don't!" Ye Wanwan's heart skipped a beat when she watched from the side, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to stop it.

The moment the homework was finished, Lu Qingjue opened his eyes, frowned, and was on guard.

Fortunately, Ye Wanwan reacted quickly and caught Lu Qingjue when the homework was about to hit him.

He turned to look at Ye Wanwan.

At this time, Ye Wanwan was stretching out her hand to continue her homework.

Lu Qingjue sat up, and the posture of the two of them was as if Ye Wanwan was embracing him and holding him in his arms.

Ye Wanwan: ..." The illusion that the beauty is in her arms.

(End of this chapter)