Xueba school grass is cut from white to black

Chapter 189 Dispensable Person
In the first year of high school, she once asked her family why she should study hard?What are the benefits of good grades?
At that time, Zhou Wan smiled and stroked her head, her voice was very gentle:

"Have a good diploma and have a smart mind. You will be more highly regarded by your in-laws, and it will not be easy to suffer when you marry."

Oh, it turns out that the reason for having good grades is to marry a good family.

Jun Zhimiao is a little confused, always feels that the classmates around him study hard for various reasons and purposes, but none of them are for marrying a good family.

Why are they different?
After hearing her words, the audience suddenly exclaimed, and the voice of discussion came like a tide:

"Really? You have no career plans?"

"Then you should have a dream, right? Unrealistic fantasies are okay?"

Jun Zhimiao stood on the stage, and the lie was on his lips, but he couldn't say it.

She should now lie about having a lot of good dreams for the group's score.

She fantasized about being a model, a star, and an actress.I fantasized about being a scientist, or an industry tycoon.

No matter how hard it is to enter a good company and work hard, then marry a good husband and have a cute baby.

She was dazed, and suddenly remembered that at the dinner party in City B, Xu Liyao pulled up her hair, and on her right ear was the same earring as Jiang Chen.

"You don't think you and Jiang Chen will have a future, do you?"

Jun Zhimiao was firmly suppressed by the security guards, and it was difficult to raise his head and speak:

"...I just want to be friends."

Xu Liyao laughed, approached her, and said contemptuously:

"Being friends? Are you worthy? What kind of people are around me and Ah Chen? You are from a small city, and you are worthy of being friends with us?"

"What's more, your family doesn't value you at all. You are just a dispensable person in Jun's family. You can't miss it, right?"

Seeing that Jun Zhimiao did not speak, the doubts in the audience grew louder.

Huo Lan lowered his eyes, motioned for Han Man to come over and take her down, then smiled to the audience:
"Miao Miao is so honest, it makes me a little embarrassed."

His voice is not loud, but very penetrating.A group of people froze for a moment and asked directly:

"What does God Huo mean?"

"Literally."

Huo Lan turned his head back, embarrassedly smiled and said:
"Actually, I don't have any plans. I mainly want to win, so I made it up randomly. I didn't expect Jun Zhimiao to be so honest, so I feel a little embarrassed."

"Now I also admit that I made it up, Da Ding, let's see how to score it."

Counselor Ding came to understand, answered the conversation immediately, tapped the blackboard with his hand, and said jokingly:

"Okay, I didn't plan for either of them, but luckily I told you the truth, what do you think we should do?"

"Friendly reminder, although they don't have a plan, they are still professional first and second. If you want to open it one day, you will be too aggressive. You must not learn from them."

Han Man took Jun Zhimiao to sit beside her, and Huo Lan walked up to her after stepping off the stage, his voice fell on the top of his head, like a spring breeze:

"You are so honest, but I don't know what to do."

Jun Zhimiao's voice was very low: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Yes."

Huo Lan smiled lowly and stroked her head:

"I thought you'd hide it."

Jun Zhimiao was even more frustrated, lying down, with his head buried in his knees and his hands hanging down on his sides.

Needless to say, the result of the third round of pk, Huo Lansu won unanimously.After Director Ding announced that the winning class was Class 1, Class 1 burst into excited cheers and applause.

Jun Zhimiao stepped off the stage and apologized to the students in Class 2:

"sorry."

She lowered her head, waiting for them to educate her.A group of people froze for a moment, then laughed loudly and said:
"Damn! It's just that there is no plan. It's like something big happened. There's nothing to apologize for!"

"That's right, I don't have one either!"

"Salted fish is not human nature. I still want to stay in the dormitory every day and watch it. It's okay to lie down."

The atmosphere in Class 2 was cheerful. When they talked about the new drama that was released recently, they began to press their heads again, and the voice was so loud that all the students in Class 1 watched it.

Fang He wanted to talk to Sang Yu several times, but was interrupted by the laughter of Class 2, and could only frown and look at Class 2:
"No way, you are so happy after losing the game? I really don't understand."

Seeing Jun Zhimiao slowly joining other people's topics, Zhang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and then replied:

"Just be happy, don't worry about it."

"But I think Jun Zhimiao is quite fun."

When the girls in Class 1 mentioned this, they couldn't help laughing:

"The first and second rounds were too strong, which made people feel very pressured. In the third round, I honestly said that I had no plans. The contrast was too great. I actually thought she was cute."

"Hahaha, the contrast is cute, right?"

"That's right! Everything she's done before is so perfect, it feels a little fake. Now there's a small flaw suddenly, and it doesn't feel so far away."

Fang He rolled his eyes: "I don't feel any cuteness at all. If you don't have a plan, your life will be a bit of a failure. Sang Yu, don't you think so?"

"Huh? I think...it's okay."

Sang Yu felt a little regretful: "At first I wanted to have a good comparison with Jun, but Jun turned out to be too honest. Even though we won, I don't feel that happy."

Huo Lan walked back to the back row, sat next to Chen Qiheng, and propped his chin to watch Jun Zhimiao talking in front.

Jun Zhimiao has been absent-minded ever since Director Ding announced the content of the third round of the competition. Although he told Han Man that he was thinking about what to say, his face was serious the whole time, obviously something was on his mind.

Chen Qiheng was still playing the game, seeing his gaze resting on Jun Zhimiao, he clicked his tongue:
"The sour smell of love, come to play games?"

Huo Lansu shook his head, and Chen Qiheng was not surprised. He opened it again and joked:
"I admire you a lot, you are a master anyway, and you pretend to be platinum in front of Jun Zhimiao, and you look pretty good."

The boy smiled: "I wanted her to take me, but it didn't work. Every time I go online, I see Aliez and Miao Miao lining up."

Chen Qiheng was stunned, and said in a low voice: "That woman always feels a little familiar, but I can't remember who she looks like. Do you have any impression, Asu?"

Just as Huo Lansu was about to answer, Fang He, who was not far away, couldn't argue with the girls in the class, so he called him angrily:

"Huo Shen, do you like those with plans or those without? They actually think Jun Zhimiao is cute. Is it because of the different views caused by gender? I don't understand."

Chen Qiheng rolled his eyes, Ke Feng was startled, and hurriedly pulled him and said:
"You still ask God Huo?"

Huo Lansu smiled: "I like planning."

"Look! I said Huo..."

"But if it's Miao Miao, I can do whatever, because I like everything."

Girls in Class 1: "Look, look! Aiwujiwu!!!"

Fang He: ...

Well, he really shouldn't have asked.

(End of this chapter)