Jiang Shuiyuan first pushed the bicycle to the carport, and then returned to the classroom. Wu Zichen followed closely behind, reporting to him in detail about the various things that had happened inside and outside the school in the past few days.

"How are you doing in the class lately?" After all, Jiang Shuiyuan is still the class leader of the first (2nd) class of high school. Although the division of arts and sciences is imminent, he still hopes to perform the duties of the class leader as well as possible in the last time and leave a good memory for everyone. If possible, he even wants to organize a farewell class meeting or evening party or something.

"It's all alright, boss, in the past few days, the class has been a lot more deserted. But the afternoon before yesterday, when I heard that you won the first prize in the New Concept Essay Competition, everyone immediately got high, and they all shouted for you to slaughter you severely!" Wu Zichen tilted his head sideways and thought for a moment, "But if you want to say that the biggest change in the class is the most important, it is estimated that it will be a piece of cake!"

"Cai Xiaojia, what's wrong with her?" Jiang Shuiyuan was a little surprised.

Wu Zichen shrugged: "I don't know what to say, anyway, you will understand when you see it." ”

"Then you talk about it first, so that I can be mentally prepared. "Jiang Shuiyuan stopped. Cai Xiaojia is from the countryside, her family is not very wealthy, and her courage is relatively small, she blushes at every turn when she talks and does things, and she is easy to be bullied. In the class, he is Cai Xiaojia's class president and tablemate, and in life, the two are friends and classmates. It is reasonable to take care of her very well. However, Wu Zichen couldn't speak clearly, Jiang Shuiyuan conceived in his head a long-form TV series in his head in minutes in which a country girl was insulted and damaged by her classmates and gangsters after entering the city.

Wu Zichen thought for a while before replying cautiously: "I feel like she knows Aimei!"

Jiang Shuiyuan's heart was relieved, and he couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this normal? People are already fifteen or sixteen years old, which is the age when they love and know beauty, and it is natural for them to take care of themselves." Why, when you see a piece of cake and a bright and shining appearance, you feel that you are not worthy of others because of your obscene appearance. And then the inferiority complex arises spontaneously?"

"Cut! My handsome guy Wu is Pan An's rebirth and Wei Jue's reincarnation, and you are more than enough to match the boss, not to mention a piece of cake?" Wu Zichen began to talk about it, seeing that Jiang Shuiyuan's face was not good, he hurriedly got back to business: "If it is ordinary to buy a facial cleanser, use a conditioner, or paint a light makeup, I naturally won't say much." The point is that the things she uses are obviously beyond her financial means, and they are also beyond the cognitive range of ordinary girls!"

Jiang Shuiyuan's heart moved, feeling that he had thought of something, but he couldn't grasp it, so he had to continue to ask, "For example?"

"For example, the perfume she uses, if I'm not mistaken, is the limited edition Rose Myth No. 7. This light yet avant-garde fragrance has only a reputation in fashion circles, and few people in society know about it, let alone buy it. - Of course. The price is also very biting, and it is by no means affordable for ordinary middle school students, and it is estimated that the whole school can afford only a few people with more family backgrounds such as Pu Xiaoxiang!"

Wu Zichen's attainments in identifying various cosmetics can be called the pinnacle, whether it is an ordinary popular brand or a limited edition of a niche in the circle, he can basically tell that he is ugly with a nose. In the past, he used to play a game by sniffing on the side of the girl, and then asked, "Your mosquitoes are very good, why do you use SixGod perfume now?" "Your skin is oily, it's best not to use Xiujia's BB cream!" Now that he said that Cai Xiaojia used Rose Myth No. 7. Then I shouldn't have run.

But why can Cai Xiaojia, who has an average family background, afford such a rare luxury?

Jiang Shuiyuan's brain teaser and asked tentatively: "Didn't you say that a piece of cake is also in the campaign committee? Could it be that Pu Xiaoxiang lent it to her? After all, it is very common for girls to borrow cosmetics." And Pu Xiaoxiang is not a stingy person. ”

"Maybe?" Wu Zichen obviously didn't believe it, "but I always felt that there was a problem, because judging from the traces of a piece of cake makeup, the person who took care of her was of a very high level and very professional." Although Pu Xiaoxiang occasionally wears light makeup, most of the time she is plain-faced. Because she is naturally beautiful, she doesn't need to take care of it deliberately at all, and her makeup level is naturally not much higher, at most she is above average among ordinary people, and there is still a long way to go from the professional level. ”

Jiang Shuiyuan was suspicious. But he said: "Let's take a look first! Maybe someone won 5 million in a piece of cake and bought a lottery ticket, or maybe a real uncle with a huge fortune suddenly appeared?"

"Hope!" Although Wu Zichen has always wanted to usurp Cai Xiaojia's feng shui treasure, and usually fights with each other, in fact, the relationship between the two is very good, and of course he doesn't want her to go down any evil path.

Jiang Shuiyuan cleaned up his mood, turned around and walked upstairs into the class.

As soon as I opened the classroom door, I heard a tsunami of applause in the room, and occasionally a boy whistled sharply. Zhu Qingjia, the head teacher, stood on the podium but didn't hear it, applauding and smiling at the water source with a stunned face. On the blackboard behind him is also written a line of colorful slogans: Welcome Jiang Shuiyuan students back with honor!

Jiang Shuiyuan had no choice but to bow deeply to Zhu Qingjia and the whole class, and after the applause subsided, he said: "Thank you Teacher Zhu and all the classmates for your love, Jiang is really ashamed!"

"Worthy of it, worthy of it!" Zhu Qingjia smiled without losing his eyebrows, "You won the first prize of the New Concept Essay Contest this time, which is not only your personal honor, but also the honor of our class, our grade and even our school. Those who study liberal arts should also be like you in the difficult selection of Chinese studies and new concept essay competitions. Then, no matter whether you study literature and science, you must maintain your grades at the top of your grade like you, and don't fall into the name of our first (2nd) class of high school!"

Jiang Shuiyuan was so praised that he couldn't raise his head, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Zhu Qingjia praised Jiang Shuiyuan a few more words before pulling him out of the classroom and saying to him in private: "First of all, congratulations on winning the first prize in the New Concept Essay Competition. From the first time I saw your composition, I knew that you were not a thing in the pool, and if it really came true! I know that your foundation in Chinese studies is also very profound, and it is clear that you can win the fourth place in the province's difficult theory of Chinese studies. But these are not the reasons for you to study liberal arts, studying science is your wisest choice! As a senior who chose liberal arts back then, I hope that you can stick to your heart, don't listen to the demagogy of other teachers, and change your original intention!"

"Why?" It is not uncommon for the head teacher to persuade students to study science, but as a senior who chose liberal arts back then, it is a bit unbelievable to persuade others to study science.

"It's useless to be a scholar!" Zhu Qingjia said with emotion, and then exhorted again: "Remember, you must stick to your heart, no matter who advises you!

"Isn't it that the volunteers for the arts and sciences have already been reported?" Jiang Shuiyuan wondered.

"Yes, I have already reported it, but someone wants to create a champion in the province's liberal arts. After all, there are a lot of science champions in our school, but we haven't produced liberal arts champions for many years!" (To be continued......)