Chapter 19: obedient

When the head teacher of Class 18 came to the door of the classroom, he saw this scene.
In the early reading time, the experimental class kept a small group of students in the classroom for most of the time. Most of them did not study. They were either chatting together in twos or threes, or writing hard work.
Ruan Yue looked out of the blue, sitting at a group of windows and was extremely eye-catching. She had seen it a few times before, so her eyes locked her at once.
Seeing her, everyone in the classroom was also tumultuous. A boy in the second group turned his head and called from afar: "Shen Brother."
Lu Shen raised his eyes, followed his eyes, and saw the female teacher at the door.
The latter turned his eyebrows at him for a second, and then his eyes fell on Ruan Yue, said softly: "Classmate Ruan Yue, you come out."
Ruan Yue slightly surprised, got up and went out.
As soon as she left, Lu Shen naturally returned to her seat.
Seeing that he pulled the book and threw it on the table, Li Shiyu grinned, and gave a thumbs up: "It's still my brother Shen who can do it."
With a snort, Lu Shen ignored him and leaned back against the wall lazily.
Squinting halfway, looking through the window, looking out the window.
Qin Zheng next to him leaned in, tapping his fingers on his desk with a rhythm, thoughtfully, "What does Shitai mean?"
Song Qing, the class teacher of Class 18, has not been married for nearly forty years. He took the Qingbei class and was extremely harsh. Students gave him the nickname "Extermination Master" in private.
What can she do with Ruan Yue at this time?
Li Shiyu pouted, "What else do you mean? Not just for that photo? A group of teachers from Qingbei class treat each of them as a son of Fu Zhixing, and are satisfied with Ruan Yue's suspected daughter-in-law? Yeah—"
As soon as the words fell, he felt a pain in his neck. He turned to Lu Shen, "Oh, yo," "Brother, how hard are you? You don't know, let me tell you!"
"Shut up if you don't speak."
Lu Shen withdrew his hand and stinked.
Li Shiyu
ha
, immediately reacted, lowered his voice and laughed,
I’m metaphorical, do you understand the metaphor? I didn’t say that Ruan Meiren has anything to do with the school grass, but the brothers may remind you that there is Wolf, there will be a tiger."
Talking, he glanced at Qin Zheng meaningfully.
Qin Zheng grieved, "I haven't done anything yet."
"What the do you want to do?"
"..."
Qin Zheng choked, suffocating to speak.
In terms of appearance, he thought that he was inferior to Lu Shen, a woman. When it came to beasts, he felt that if Lu Shen was the second, no one would dare to be the first.
Poor Ruanmei, a strange fairy in this world, was about to break the bastard's hand.
...
Teaching outdoors.
Song Qing looked at Ruan Yue faintly and asked, "Do you know what I told you to do?"
Ruan Yue really didn't know.
But she could feel that Song Qing was not good at coming, so she shook her head with her lips closed, not speaking.
Song Qing frowned and looked at her quietly.
The sixteen-year-old girl, with her bright eyes and good teeth and red lips and white teeth, with a clean school uniform, standing in a humble manner, has an extraordinary, reserved and cold temperament. It was not easy for people to speak, and she was humiliated.
Her voice calmed down, and the focus of her words was long. "On the one hand, you are not a student in our class. I control you a little bit. You can know what Fu Zhixing is concerned by school leaders. His current grades and rankings, as long as he continues to maintain , Finally won the city's liberal arts champion is no problem. I have no other meaning, just pass by, to remind you, do not walk too close to Fu Zhi, affecting him..."
"Teacher Song."
A male voice from the side interrupted her.
Fu Zhixing was accustomed to reading early in the outdoors, and it was also someone in the class who saw Song Qing calling Ruan Yue and kindly sent him a WeChat account. He never hurried back without saying anything.
Ruan Yue raised his eyes to meet his gaze. He held the scroll in one hand on his side, and his voice was a little breathless. After only a glance at her, he straightened into the unhappy eyes of his class teacher and stretched his face. : "If you have anything, just talk to me."
"Lying trough--"
Not far away, several students were secretly paying attention to the situation. When he saw him appearing, he was surprised enough. When he heard this, he directly blocked his face with a book and couldn't help being rude.
Who is Fu Zhixing?
That's the best student with the best academic performance at their level!
The president of the school student union, the head of the radio station, the first level of the thunderbolt, the winners of various competitions, each teacher who teaches to them sets an example for Peking University, which is bound to be mentioned. 'S face, blessed the school grass aura soon after entering the school.
It's good this time, rushing the crown into a anger, dare the extermination teacher's face dare?
Amitabha~
Several boys looked at each other, could not help raising their eyes to see Song Qing.
Song Qing was stunned for a while. After finally recovering, he didn't have any temper to say anything to Ruan Yue. He gave Fu Zhixing a fierce glance, "Come to my office!"
When the words fell, she turned around and walked straight away.
Looking at her back, Fu Zhixing didn't keep up with it for the first time, but took a sigh of relief and glanced at Ruan Yue, "Is it alright?"
Ruan Yue had an indescribable taste in his heart and gently shook his head.
"obedient."
Fu Zhixing rubbed her hair and smiled, "Then I'll go to the office."
After saying this, he also moved up and walked away.
Ruan Yue looked at his back, and afterwards felt a little worried, hey, he couldn't help shouting, "Fu Zhixing."
The teenager turned his head, his eyebrows were tenderly cleaned by the morning light.
Ruan Yue trot a few steps to him and whispered: "She didn't say anything, don't talk to her, making her angry is not good for you."
"Worry me?"
Fu Zhixing smiled.
Somehow, Ruan Yue heard something ambiguous in his tone.
But he obviously didn't like her...
She was a little confused in her heart and didn't know what to say. After a while, she kicked his calf for a while, "Have you heard?"
"Your temper..."
Fu Zhixing gave her a funny look, "Got it."
Before turning around, she said another sentence, "Relax, she won't treat me like that."
Watching him disappear from the stairs, Ruan Yue breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning around to go to the classroom, I heard some guys in the eighteen class on the corridor holding a smile and shouting: "Oh, the gentleman of the class has so tender that my goose bumps have all risen."
Followed by a group of "hahaha" playful sound.
Ruan Yue did not look back and entered the classroom.
In the classroom, Qin Ziyu was distracted with a book. When she saw her coming in, she quickly got up and stood on the aisle to let her in.
Ruan Yue was not in a good mood to read because of this interruption.
Qin Ziyu's uneasy look made him feel a little uneasy. After a while, he suddenly got up and took the book downstairs.
At the end of the second group.
The non-learning and innocuous trio also witnessed the whole process just outside through the window. Although I didn't hear what they said, I guessed through my face and movement.
With a sigh of emotion on his face, Li Shiyu pressed his chin to the table and said, "See you for a long time. Our Fu Xiaochao in the middle school also has such a man side. Haha, Master Tai's face is so blue."
After Lu Shen, Qin Zheng also sighed with emotion: "Juan Ruan just looked like that, it seems that she was not moved lightly, don't you agree with yourself?"
"It's not that they are green..."
A boy in the front row glanced at Lu Shenyin's face while speaking. He immediately murmured, chuckled, and turned to read.
Lu Shen didn't speak for a while.
Li Shiyu felt that he had been almost hit, and then he stopped and smiled and patted his arm. "The revolution has not yet succeeded. Comrades still need to work hard!"
Lu Shen raised his hand coldly, "Get up."
Looking up at Ruan Yue again, there was a suffocated feeling in my heart, and there was nowhere to express it.
After a long while, he looked back and felt that he couldn't sit in the classroom. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. He found that it would take a while before he would read it early.
When I plugged the phone back, I suddenly thought of the card given by Lu Jianmin.
200,000 yuan, not much, nor a suite, and few but many. With some predictions about his future, there should be a way to make money and make a fortune.
After a moment of silence, he took out a notebook from the table hole, grabbed a pen from Li Shiyu, and began to write on the paper.
Boring idle, Li Shiyu turned his head, and finally he could clearly read a few words from his pile of ghost symbols, and couldn't help but say aloud, "E-commerce, live broadcast, short video, takeaway, express delivery... what to do, brother you Tell me to be stimulated, don’t be bored..."
"To shut up."
Lu Shen glanced at him and stopped writing.
After watching a few lines of words on the paper for a while, he whispered, thrusting the pen into his mouth and biting, and leaned against the wall again.
In the next few years, what kind of business is booming in China? He knows a general direction, but based on his current conditions, is it all nonsense to think about starting a company for development? He had no doubt that he would dare to go home and tell him that he would drop out of school to start a business. Those two hundred thousand minutes would be withdrawn. His mother might break his leg and then fight with his dad in a century-long battle...
Moreover, he has no experience and no culture, and talking about entrepreneurship itself is quite nonsense.
He raised his eyebrows deeply, and when he was about to take his thoughts, he suddenly remembered something.
Just after the upcoming Spring Festival, pork prices ushered in a surge. He was very impressed, because after buying a house for Lu Yao, his mother became extremely economical. When he returned from grocery shopping, he often talked about the topic "Pork can't eat any more". His dad felt even more emotional, "I really believe in my life Life, if your uncle raised pigs this year, that day will be completely different."
Two years ago, his uncle raised money to build a small pig farm when the price of meat was quite good. He didn’t earn a penny. He also lost a lot because of the market saturation. The two of them worked part-time in the city intermittently. This winter, he fell from the elevated construction site and suffered a lifelong disability.
If he remembers correctly, this weekend, he will come to his house with his aunt to talk about the matter of letting his cousin to live, and second to find work for them.
Maybe, this is an opportunity?
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