The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

  Chapter 34 Countdown, Group Frame

   When Chu Luo arrived at the hospital, Chu Zhengyang was on the phone.

   Chu Luo didn't bother him, walked in, dragged a chair, sat on the bedside, took out a book, and started to review.

  Chu Zhengyang finished the phone call, raised his eyes and saw Chu Luo who was reading carefully, and subconsciously asked: "Luo Luo, how are you studying lately?"

  Chu Luo didn't even lift his eyelids, "It's okay."

  Chu Zhengyang suddenly felt that he couldn't continue, so he looked at Chu Luo carefully.

  It was only after looking at it that he was surprised that the small child in the impression suddenly grew up. He looked at Chu Luo, who was reading carefully, with his head down, suddenly a little stunned.

   Chu Luo felt Chu Zhengyang staring at her, and didn't care, quickly flipping through the review materials.

  Don’t know how long it took, Chu Zhengyang suddenly asked in a dry voice: "Luo Luo, you flipped through the information so fast, remember?"

  Speaking of this, he felt that he was a bit redundant to ask. Chu Luo's grades, whether the book turned quickly or not seemed to be the same.

  He said in a caring tone: “Don’t push yourself too hard. It’s okay if you don’t pass the exam. Except for Emperor University, as long as you want to go to the university, Dad will find a way to let you go.”

   Displeasure flashed in Chu Luo's eyes, no wonder the original owner became so gloomy, and he couldn't think of it even if he suffered a little shock. The original owner's family was really indispensable.

  It took a while before she replied in a faint tone: "I see."

  ...

  The atmosphere became inexplicably embarrassing, and Chu Zhengyang had no idea what to say to Chu Luo like this.

  In the end, he could only close his mouth and stop talking.

  The ears are clear, and Chu Luo is satisfied.

  At ten o'clock, Chu Luo's cell phone rang suddenly.

  She didn’t even realize that her cell phone was ringing, or Chu Zhengyang saw that she hadn’t answered it, and reminded him: “Luo Luo, your cell phone is ringing, why don’t you answer it.”

  Chu Luo found out the phone in the bag and opened the answer button.

"Hey."

   "Chu Luo, you didn't come to school today!"

  Chuluo glanced at the caller ID inexplicably, an unfamiliar number, and the person on the other side gritted his teeth, as if she would be wicked not to go to school.

   Chu Luo asked: "Who are you?"

  On the phone: "..."

  Chu Luo glanced at the phone again, made sure it was not hung up, and said, "Hang up when it's okay."

   Says to hang up.

  Take a deep breath on the phone, and then report from the gap between his teeth: "I am Li Tao."

   Chu Luo: "..."

  Li Tao: "Chu Luo, are you listening?"

   Chu Luo: "What's the matter?"

  Li Tao: "Why don't you come to school today?"

   Chu Luo: "What is it to you?"

  Li Tao: "..."

   Chu Luo: "..."

  Li Tao: "Hang up."

  Looking at the hung up call, Chu Luo frowned, still feeling inexplicable.

  She put her phone away, ready to continue her review.

  Chu Zhengyang, who leaned on the hospital bed and listened to the conversation between the two, finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked: "Lolo, who called you?"

   Chu Luo: "The math class representative in our class."

  Chu Zhengyang was silent for a moment, and said, “It is possible that your math class representative has a teacher to tell you, and...it’s also good to be taken care of by your studies.”

   Chu Luo looked up at Chu Zhengyang.

Chu Zhengyang said to her earnestly: "Luo Luo, dad doesn't expect you to learn how much knowledge in these two months, but it is always good to learn more. It is always good to have a good study. I don’t understand. You can still ask if it's true."

  Chu Luomu looked at Chu Zhengyang with a face.

Seeing her reaction, Chu Zhengyang looked at her puzzledly, "Could it be that Dad was wrong."

   Chu Luo still sullenly: "Yes."

  After speaking, continue reading.

  Chu Zhengyang: "..."

  Chu Zhengyang injured his waist and could only lie down.

  Chu Luo didn’t need to wait on him either, there was professional nursing in the hospital.

  One day was spent in the embarrassing relationship between father and daughter.

  At four o’clock in the afternoon, Chu Zhengyang said to Chu Luo in a complicated mood: “You go back to school and study hard. You don’t need to come here anymore, just call me if you have any issues.”

   Chu Luo nodded at him, packed up his things and turned around and left.

  Chu Zhengyang looked at the door of the ward he brought, and suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

  The sick person looks forward to being taken care of by his family, but he can only lie here alone.

  Not long after Chu Luo walked out of the ward, two nurses happened to drop in with her.

  Only one of the nurses complained: “I don’t know where the patients in the 1862vip ward come from. The bodyguards brought are so terrifying. I went in and changed the patients carefully.”

Another nurse answered: "I heard that the patients in that ward were sent from Hanqing Temple yesterday, and the dean even went to meet them personally, so that the dean can take care of them personally. The identity is definitely not simple, maybe from the imperial capital. Coming."

   "Then they are really unlucky, they came over all the way, and they encountered a big explosion."

   "It's not."

  The two did not say any more when they were about to pass the elevator.

   Chu Luo didn't care, took the elevator downstairs and took the car back.

  Next, Jiang Siyi did not come to school again. Later, when someone said that she threatened her family with death, her parents promised her not to come to school before the exam.

  After that night, the "superior" who wanted to trouble Chu Luo did not appear again.

   Chu Luo was still reviewing quietly.

  The only thing that has changed is that there is a boy in her class who seems to be inexplicably on the line with her.

   "Chu Luo, why don't you make these papers!"

   "Chu Luo, evening self-study time is so precious, you can discuss with others if you don’t understand, why don’t you go to evening self-study every time?"

   "Chu Luo, don't think that you can be proud if you learn mathematics. You can't get into a good university if you don't do well in other science exams."

   "Chu Luo, you..."

   More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye. When everyone saw that the countdown had become 30 days, they realized that the time was really not enough.

  The pressure on everyone is increasing, and the nerves are getting tighter and tighter. In addition to sleeping, everyone is endorsing when they eat and go to the toilet.

  Finally, one day, a girl couldn't stand this kind of intensive review, and collapsed on the desk and burst into tears.

   "I can't stand it anymore. I only sleep for four hours a day and keep reciting and reciting questions, but why is the time not enough? Oh... I feel I can't get into a good university..."

  This remark made many people feel the same. For a while, at least half of the people in the entire classroom were full of negative emotions.

  At this time, a boy sitting in the last row suddenly threw the book on the desk and said, "I don’t want to take the TM college entrance examination anymore."

  Once someone broke out, several boys stood up and threw books.

   "What do you want to do?" He Jiang, the monitor, stood up and shouted: "Leave if you don't want to read, don't affect other people's mood."

   "What do you mean, squad leader?" A tall boy strode to the squad leader behind him, and when he reached out, he grabbed his collar and raised his fist and punched him.

  Originally, everyone was suffocating during this period of time, and they were all people who were on the spot. When the boys started their hands, the squad leader didn’t give up and quickly returned.

"what…"

   "MD, broke my data book!"

  "Fuck! Who stepped on my foot!"

   "Are you bothered, it affects my calculation!"

  The frame that was originally two people quickly became a group frame for venting.

   Booing, screaming...

  For a time, the entire third and fourth classes of high school were all in chaos.

  (End of this chapter)