He thought he lost a hundred bucks on you last night,

Everything was going well, but when I ran into you, I started to lose money.

What is this sign?

Mamma Mia Duck, I won't eat your xiaolongbao.

"I'm going to eat something else. He stepped back, slowly but surely.

"Don't, little handsome man," the girl raised her eyebrows and twisted her waist, "how nice it would be to eat a bun in the morning." ”

Wen Xiaoguang turned around and left, if he didn't eat, he wouldn't eat, and he would eat when the bad luck here dissipated.

It's better to believe it than to believe it, and don't get along with the RMB if you're idle and bored.

The girl rolled her eyes at his back and shouted, "What's your name, little handsome guy?"

"Wen Xiaoguang~"

In the autumn wind of the morning light, a lazy voice that did not wake up gathered and drifted away, disappearing.

Liu Yiqi stood next to the steamer stall with one hand on his waist, and couldn't help but admire in his heart that a person could be so handsome.

"It's so tender, it must have tasted good. ”

Thinking about the direction he had just come, it should be one of the several buildings not far away.

Home is still so close.

I have been away from home for many years, but I don't know that the boys next door have grown so big.

It could have been cultivated, but it's a pity.

Wen Xiaoguang walked out of the community, ate the egg scones with his own ham sausage, and walked into the Agricultural Bank on the side of the road while eating, he wanted to enter the ATM to see if there was any new money in the account.

In the past few days, nine more copies of Jiangnan Institute of Technology's postgraduate examination questions have been sold, and the courier brother Xiang Yang is getting used to it, so he has to give him time.

In front of the ATM, Wen Xiaoguang skillfully entered the password, and the balance showed that there were a total of 1050 in the card, six orders on Sunday, and seven orders on Monday and Tuesday.

That's the unstable, non-linear growth argument.

But even so, there were 4,550 pieces, although not all of them were recovered.

It's okay, the latest one sent out must not arrive so quickly.

He withdrew all the money, which was a habit, and he only had a few hundred dollars on him.

He's not used to it.

After all, there are people with status.

But this money is actually not much, and it will soon be gone for him to go to Lang, and he didn't want to spend it himself at first, but wanted to make the life of the sister and brother more comfortable.

At least we can't keep on tight.

In the future, there will be income coming in, and the attraction of Jiangnan Institute of Technology is not small, and the number of people who want to take the exam every year is at least 200, but there will be some people who can't enter the examination room, and they will give up for various reasons.

This kind of business, which requires strong self-discipline, is also somewhat similar to the gym, where some people buy a monthly card, but go less and less.

The boss is not happy, he eats and sleeps well every day and turns into a big fat man.

In this way, even if there is a little less Wen Xiaoguang, there will be tens of thousands of yuan,

For the time being, I can't think of any good way to explain, so I am ready to save the money first, go back and find an explanation, and then send it to Wen Xiaoxiao.

As for the longer term......

He has some ideas and ideas.

Helpless to be trapped in time......

It's just that now I sell some real questions, and I squeeze out time.

Of course, he could skip class or even drop out, but that was the next step. The difficulty is also relatively large, and the resistance comes from Wen Xiaoxiao.

On the contrary, he is obviously a top student, and he can explain everything casually through his scores.

It doesn't take much effort to make everyone happy.

On the campus of Xianzhou No. 4 Middle School, early in the morning, the radio loudspeaker played Feilunhai's "I Only Feel for You".

It's like when you leave campus, you can never understand the chase of TF by middle school students.

The first decade of the 21st century can be regarded as a prosperous period for the Chinese music scene, with bright stars and high-quality works.

The peripherals of various idol stars are popular on campus.

When he arrived in the classroom, Jiang Weiliang paid more attention to him than before, Wen Xiaoguang didn't care about him, he still had homework to collect today,

It's just that there are some problems, and the consciousness at the beginning of the school gradually begins to disappear in some people who are not good at learning.

Or maybe it's because the difficulty and quantity of the homework have gone up, but it's not as easy to collect as before.

And it's mainly focused on a few students in the back row.

In the past few days, Wen Xiaoguang has also met other people, there is a person in the class who obviously doesn't study, named Xiao Qingsong, his hair is the kind of killing Mart, to put it more concretely, that is, the bangs cover one eye, there is no book on the table, and basically the teacher has given up on him.

The team leader didn't receive his homework, and Wen Xiaoguang watched him lie on the table and walked over.

"Xiao Qingsong, did you write your Chinese homework last weekend?"

The young man looked up at him, expressionless, "I didn't write it." ”

As of now, only Wen Xiaoxiao feels responsible for one person, and the rest of the people love it.

Wen Xiaoguang doesn't have so much kindness, how long do you like to sleep here.

So he just prepared to go.

Jiang Weiliang was not far away, and interjected: "Don't worry, can you wait for someone?"

Wen Xiaoguang skimmed him: "You don't care about Pei Xiaobai, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Weiliang: "......"

I'm Nima,

Others said that he was joking, but Wen Xiaoguang was so angry when he said this!

It's a pity that no one pays attention to his anger, and the person who collects the homework thinks he is a fart, and he should go or go.

Jiang Weiliang also got up to catch up with him, and there was something inconvenient in the classroom.

Outside, he said to Wen Xiaoguang: "Do you think Pei Xiaobai is a little interesting to you, so you think it's amazing in front of me?"

Wen Xiaoguang thought for a moment and replied, "Yes." ”

"You!" Jiang Weiliang's lips trembled, "You...... Don't look like you're hanging all the time, you're just coming out of the international class!"

Wen Xiaoguang thought it was funny, "At least I've been in, you...... Have you ever been there?"

Jiang Weiliang: I'm @☞*¥$!

In fact, he is not a bad person, at least not to the extent of a group fight, otherwise with Wen Xiaoguang's stimulation of him, the two would have fought eight hundred times.

Speaking of which, in fact, he still likes to tease this person, and he still has the value of this existence.

Wen Xiaoguang leaned over to the railing of the corridor and pulled him over, "Do you really like Pei Xiaobai?"

This girl is usually a little noisy, and she always covets his beauty, and wants to plot against her, if he can let Jiang Weiliang take her away, he will not worry.

Jiang Weiliang held back and didn't say anything, in broad daylight, at school, how ashamed.

With only his hands in his pockets, he rubbed his nose and looked to the other side, "...... The last time you said you were sending her home...... It doesn't work. ”

"Poof... Haha," Wen Xiaoguang slapped his homework on the railing, "If there is a problem, communicate early!"

"Don't fool me, I've thought about it," Jiang Weiliang turned his head, "I'm just not as handsome as you, and there's no way if people don't like it." ”

"Although what you say is the truth, it's not good to give up easily," Wen Xiaoguang was anxious, "Let me tell you, as long as you have a future and money, there is no one who thinks you are ugly, what is it if a man is ugly or not, but anyone who thinks you are ugly is poor because you are poor." ”

Jiang Weiliang raised his eyebrows, "That...... Am I ugly and have no money?"

Wen Xiaoguang was speechless, pointed to the back door and said stiffly: "When I go into the classroom to sleep, I have everything in my dreams." ”

Jiang Weiliang: ......

In the office, Mr. Yang was wearing reading glasses and sorting out some test papers, which should be distributed in the afternoon Chinese class.

"Teacher Yang, that "Border City" homework. Except for Xiao Qingsong, they all handed it over. ”

Teacher Yang had eyes hanging on the bridge of his nose, "Oh, let's put it here." ”

Shut up and didn't mention Xiao Qingsong's matter.

Wen Xiaoguang didn't say much, turned around and went back to the classroom.

Teacher Yang Shizhong probably had nothing else to do, so he turned over the homework handed in and took a look, Wen Xiaoguang's handwriting was a masterpiece.

Sometimes you have to understand the teacher, you are really upset when you see those dog-like papers, and you will know after changing the test papers, and many times you doubt whether you recognize Chinese characters or not.

Naturally, Wen Xiaoguang's handwriting is good-looking, and he has also won some love from Mr. Yang.

Look at the beginning of what he wrote: Your return is a poem, and you leave to write words, and you dare not make a mistake when you laugh at the wind and dust; I can eat the chaff, I recognize the rough clothes, and I dare not be lovesick when I cook wine.

When it came into the eye, it was a light up, "Not bad, not bad......"

It is still different for people to eat for ten years, their views and perceptions of many things will be different, and everyone can also feel that the same thing, your cognition will change in a few years.

The words written down are not lofty formulas, not subtle problem-solving skills, but they are different from those children, there is no doubt about it.

A young teacher next to him asked him, "Teacher Yang, what's good?"

"Ah, I'm talking about a classmate's homework, written with ideas, saying that he withdrew from the international class, but it seems a little strange, Mr. Wen, take a look. ”

"Strange?" was picked up by the person who called Teacher Wen, just like many people's first impression, "This is really beautifully written...... What's so strange Mr. Yang?"

Old man Yang Shizhong showed a warm smile, "I just think that his grades shouldn't be bad." ”

"Really......"