Reject The System A Thousand Times And Start A Perfect Life

"armor?"

Wang Yue looked strange.

A word came to mind.

"Loving you is both a weakness and an armor."

But the two standing together are indeed right.

Very husband and wife.

"how long have you been together?"

Wang Yue asked.

"We have been in love since college, and it has been three years."

Wang Lingdang smiled sweetly.

"Yes, three years."

Luo Hejiao looked at Wang Lingdang fondly.

All eyes are on her.

Wang Yue said with a smile: "Remember to call me when you get married, I will definitely bring a big gift."

"Boss, that's what you said."

Wang Lingdang said immediately.

"The boss is very aggressive."

Luo Hejiao also chimed in.

After chatting for a while, they separated.

Wang Yue took Song Xianya to a nearby pharmacy.

Then I bought a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray.

"Head up."

Sitting on a bench by the side of the road, Wang Yue said in a commanding tone.

When Song Xianya heard this, her body trembled, but she slowly raised her head.

At this time, her face was swollen, and only 3 points remained of her original good looks.

"do not move."

Wang Yue carefully applied Song Xianya to the swollen area.

"Close your eyes."

Wang Yue said again.

Don't get this thing in your eyes, otherwise it will be troublesome.

Song Xianya closed her eyes.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, showing the unrest in his heart at this time.

She began to think wildly.

"Wang Yue's hands are so warm."

"He's so domineering, yet so gentle."

"If only time could stop, I hope to keep this moment forever."

After a few minutes, Wang Yue finally fixed it.

"how do you feel?"

Wang Yue asked.

Song Xianya frowned and said, "It's cool, a little irritating."

"That's right, this thing can activate blood and remove blood stasis."

Saying that, Wang Yue stuffed the spray into Song Xianya's hand: "3-5 times a day, spray a little if it hurts, and be careful not to get it in the eyes."

"You can't hide this matter. Tell your parents when you go back and see their attitude."

"My suggestion is to directly sue Yang Wei and let him go to jail to sing tears behind bars."

"If you need help, come to me at any time, and I can find you a lawyer."

Facing Wang Yue's exhortation.

Song Xianya nodded obediently: "Got it."

Seeing Song Xianya like this, Wang Yue felt a little distressed.

For any normal man, a beautiful girl would feel distressed if she was beaten like this.

What's more, Song Xianya helped him before.

"Okay, I'll take you home, where is your home?"

Wang Yue pushed own BMW over.

"Riverside Bund."

Song Xianya said in a low voice.

"Okay, you come up."

Wang Yue rode on the small broken bike, pointed to the back seat and said.

Song Xianya thought in her heart, isn't this the seat where Qiao Zixuan sat?

Can you really sit by yourself?

"Why are you standing still? Hurry up."

Wang Yue urged.

Song Xianya quickly threw her wild thoughts out of her head.

Then he sat up and held on to Wang Yue's clothes tightly.

In the gentle evening breeze.

Wang Yue rode Song Xianya home in a broken car.

Under the dim street lights.

Song Xianya stared blankly at Wang Yue's profile from the back seat.

The edges and corners are sharp, and the clear jaw line is clearer than her life plan.

"if…"

"I mean if..."

"This boy is my youth, how wonderful it should be."

Song Xianya said silently in her heart.

Ten minutes later.

Wang Yue sent Song Xianya to the gate of the community.

"Remember what I told you."

Wang Yue exhorted.

"Know it."

Song Xianya nodded and walked towards the direction of the community.

Until Song Xianya completely disappeared from sight.

Wang Yue left on his bicycle.

By night time.

Wang Yue received Liu Qingxia's turnover report today.

A full 4000 yuan.

After digging out materials, labor, water and electricity, etc., the net profit is about 2,000 yuan.

Wang Yue is quite satisfied with this data.

A net profit of 2,000 yuan per day is 60,000 yuan a month, which was a considerable income in 2010.

"One step closer to the goal of the rich generation."

Wang Yue lay on the bed, thinking happily.

Soon fell asleep.

Came to school the next day.

Today, the teachers of each subject will distribute the test papers.

The first section is Yu Siyu's Chinese class.

When Yu Siyu entered the classroom holding a stack of papers, everyone fell silent.

Although now everyone sees own results from the transcript.

But students have an instinctive desire and fear for the test papers.

Yu Siyu's outfit today is still very charming, and what is even more charming is her smile.

"Students, the average Chinese score of our class in this test ranks first in the whole grade."

As soon as these words came out, many people showed excitement.

This feeling is very honorable.

"Some students have made great progress, some students have made no progress, and some students have even regressed."

Yu Siyu scanned the classroom.

His eyes lingered on Wang Yue for a few more seconds.

Then he said: "This is the first monthly exam since the third year of high school, which largely reflects everyone's problems. In the days to come, I will also focus on improving everyone's weak points. Okay, three students will come up and help the teacher pass the test papers. Distribute it."

The voice fell.

The boy sitting in the front row rushed up immediately.

He took the test paper from Yu Siyu with a happy face.

"Zhang Tao, 93 points."

"Yang Yongkang, hahaha, 82 points."

"Yangdong, 115 points, cowhide."

"Chen Ke, 102 points, did you copy it?"

...

Zhang Xiang handed out the test papers and read out the test papers and added a comment each time he distributed them.

The classroom is full of joyful atmosphere.

"Squad leader, your test paper!"

Zhang Xiang walked over and handed the paper to Qiao Zixuan.

"thanks."

Qiao Zixuan took the test paper, on which was written "123 points" in red pen.

Wang Yue looked at Qiao Zixuan's rolled noodles.

It is very neat, and the font is also graceful and beautiful. This kind of noodles is the favorite of Chinese teachers.

"Wang Yue, 131 points, pervert!"

At this moment, Zhang Xiang came over with a test paper, his face full of amazement.

Wang Yue accepted the test paper with a smile.

Although his curly noodles were neat and tidy, the aesthetic level of his font was much worse than Qiao Zixuan's.

Although his brush calligraphy is at the level of a master, but the level of hard pen is still a normal high school student.

"I'll see yours."

Qiao Zixuan took Wang Yue's test paper curiously.

Multiple-choice questions, fill-in-the-blank questions, and translation questions are all correct.

Only writing and reading comprehension deducted points.

But it's not Wang Yue's fault either.

Even if the author himself came, he might not be able to get full marks.

"Wang Yue, you got the title of this composition wrong."

Qiao Zixuan said with a smile when she saw the title of Wang Yue's composition: "People ask to write 'the distance between me and _____, if you write the distance between me and you, 5 points will be deducted for this title."

"Oh~"

Wang Yue put on an annoyed look: "I'm careless, there is no flash."

"You can't be so careless in the college entrance examination in the future. Your score should be higher."

Qiao Zixuan laughed.