Even after achieving a phased victory from the uncle who sells beef, An Zhi still has a bitter face and is worried about the livelihood of his family.

"Last night I overheard that my parents wanted to change their business, but they really didn't have any skills other than selling coolies and meat. ”

Except to sigh with him, what else can Xiang Yu do?

I can't tell Fa Xiao heartlessly: It's okay, Lao Tzu has nearly 60 million, we can work together to do business.

An Zhi would have thought that he had a fever, and there was no forty degrees, and it didn't have this effect.

Except for the cliché "It's going to be fine." Xiang Yu didn't know what to say.

After a nervous night, as soon as the sky was bright, Xiang Yu got up early.

The scene that caused a sensation in the whole school yesterday is still in my mind, lingering, and when I went to school today, Xiang Yu didn't dare to imagine what kind of situation he would face.

Before he arrived at school, he was frequently noticed by his classmates, and his eyes that radiated essence almost stared at Xiang Yu.

As a drone confession, the male protagonist of "The Best Age to Meet You in a Narrow Road", Xiang Yu has his own halo, and he can receive a tide of attention everywhere.

He wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength didn't allow it.

When I came to the classroom of the fifth class of the third year of high school, as a classmate with a two-year friendship with classmates, I should be bold and make noise around Xiang Yu's desk.

To say that someone's face is not of ordinary thickness, he was just slapped in the face yesterday, Jiang Xiaoyun was still very active, and wanted to squeeze in and participate in the frolic between male classmates at close range.

Xiang Yu ignored her directly.

"Xiang Yu, ask a question, don't be angry. ”

"Am I that stingy?"

"Bai Wenxin and Liu Yingying, which one do you choose?" After speaking, the students in the classroom laughed.

Some people rushed to put forward their own suggestions: "I like Liu Yingying, gentle, and a talented woman." ”

"Me too, although my appearance is not as stunning as Bai Wenxin's at first sight, I feel very durable after watching it for a long time. ”

"I'm different, I like Bai Wenxin, who has a good figure and a strong personality. ”

The students expressed their opinions. Xiang Yu found that Liu Yingying, as the second female, was extremely popular.

Bai Wenxin's popularity is a bit unsatisfactory.

Sure enough, it echoes the law that Mary Sue's male second is more sought after.

"Xiang Yu, tell me quickly, which one do you prefer?"

Everyone was expecting an answer.

Jiang Xiaoyun, who was squeezed on the periphery, was no exception, her eyes widened and her ears turned sideways, for fear of listening to one less word.

The atmosphere is ...... It's as if the teacher announces the grades at the end of the semester.

After complaining silently, Xiang Yu said in a nonchalant tone: "Can't you choose both?"

The answer given was obviously more clever than what they had thrown, and after a brief moment of stunnedness, the whole class boiled. People kept giving Xiang Yu a thumbs up, and praise such as "wonderful" and "absolute" was endless.

It's almost like calling Xiang Yu a wonderful master.

Jiang Xiaoyun, who was squeezed into a little deformation in the crowd, rolled her eyes, and her serious expression was no less than reciting an ultra-difficult ancient poem.

I always think she's weird today.

Although for a moment, Xiang Yu wondered if she was playing with some bad idea, he didn't want to focus too much on people who took pleasure in the attention of others.

The thought just swept through his head, and Xiang Yu had no intention of bothering about it.

There are still many things to solve for him, how can he have so much energy.

When the class bell rang, the first two periods were all math classes, and the substitute teacher taught rigorously and seriously, with unique teaching methods, entertaining and entertaining, and became a star teacher sought after by students.

Even if I stayed up all night playing games last night, I was infected by everyone's laughter, and I forced myself to listen to a lesson.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, before the substitute teacher could speak, Xiang Yu was the first to rush out of the classroom on the grounds of "I have a stomach".

The substitute teacher shook his head helplessly and sorted out the lesson plan, but after a while, he heard the whispers of his classmates.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the substitute teacher looked towards the door of the classroom, where the exclamation began.

I saw that Bai Wengen, the two star-students of No. 22 Middle School, was standing there with Liu Yingying, asking the classmates in the front row about Xiang Yu's whereabouts.

is not a nerd who doesn't hear anything outside the window, and the substitute teacher has also heard the rumors about the three people.

Seeing the two young and beautiful girls, Teacher Dai, who had entered the middle-aged stage, suddenly became envious of Xiang Yu.

What was he doing at his age? It seems that he is still messing around the campus, and he doesn't even have the courage to take a second look at the beautiful women passing by. The two school flowers have launched a positive and enthusiastic pursuit of Xiang Yu. As for him, no one seems to look down on him, so he just fled.

You must know that Xiang Yu's current situation will arouse the envy and jealousy of many teenagers of the same grade.

During this time, the whole campus was talking about it.

"Born to the sun, everyone in the world is happy......" pondering this sentence, the substitute teacher shook his head and smiled.

Xiang Yu, who was hiding in the toilet, scolded directly: "Mom sells batches, the Mary Sue modifier is ruthless, and you have to hide!"

The plan has not yet taken shape, and Xiang Yu can only dodge.

If he encounters it head-on, he is afraid that he will trigger the Mary Sue plot again, and he will not be able to bear it. This 50 percent revision progress must be maintained, and if it rises again, it cannot be ruled out that Xiang Yu will go berserk.

The morning is coming to an end. In the last class, the teacher announced that there was a quiz in class, and the students complained dissatisfied, but the English teacher was indifferent.

Xiang Yu, who returned to the classroom, walked straight to An Zhi's desk, "You tell me about the homework assigned by the teacher." ”

In the past, as a people's teacher, Lao Xiang focused on cultivating Xiang Yu's learning habits, and after years of hard work, Xiang Yu has always been very active in doing homework, and can complete it independently and excellently.

"Huh, you said homework......" An Zhi scratched his head apologetically, "I didn't hear it either, you better ask someone else." ”

Seeing that he was in a trance, Xiang Yu guessed that he must still be worried about his family's livelihood.

Xiang Yu was also quite helpless about this problem.

Returning to his seat, Xiang Yu sighed, and Jiang Xiaoyun, who had finally seized the opportunity, immediately stepped forward and asked with concern: "What are you sighing for?"

What kind of expression is this? It's almost like beating gongs and drums to express my joy.

Feeling disgusted from the bottom of his heart, Xiang Yu took the wrong position next to him, and deliberately challenged: "The price of pork is too expensive, can you help me solve this trouble?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoyun was not angry, but turned her eyes and thought about it, and replied excitedly: "Maybe it's okay." ”

Then, Xiang Yu watched her jump two feet high and run out of the classroom happily.

Without thinking about her intentions, Xiang Yu began to bury his head in the plan.

He got lucky, and showed the chic nature of the man between the strokes, and the pen was written, as if the rivers and mountains were dotted, and it was just like painting the mountains and rivers with thick ink.

As soon as he wrote down the words "counterattack plan", Xiang Yu died down.

He was silent.

He's running out of words.

What's next?