Gu Li is really shameless.

Although Zhao Qingyu's face was faint, in fact, the back molars were about to bite sore.

The two teachers ordered a beef beef fried rice and a chicken fried rice respectively, and one of them joked to Gu Li if he needed his help to give him something good.

"Thank you, teacher, no need, I'm just enough for these, after all, I can't waste food." Gu Li's answer was watertight.

"Hahahaha, it's my girlfriend who gave it, so I can't waste it!"

Facing the ridicule of the teachers, Gu Li smiled slightly, and he was very happy.

Zhao Qingyu: If you don't listen or don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures.

She only focused on fried rice, just as these people were talking about others.

Flipping, stir-frying, flipping, skillful and fluent movements.

The two young teachers found a place to sit down and sighed in a low voice that the children of the poor were in charge of the house.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Gu Li's eyes, Zhao Qingyu's family conditions were really poor compared to most children in W Town.

As for the early master...... Hehe, that's for another reason......

Zhao Qingyu didn't think too much about it at this time, she just wanted to fry the rice quickly, so that these two teachers who were too "enthusiastic" could eat and leave.

Soon, the teachers' rice was fried, and Zhao Qingyu put it on a plate and served it to them.

The teachers were very polite and thanked her.

Zhao Qingyu smiled and turned around to go back to write his homework.

"Alas, they are all teenage girls, some are well-behaved and good at learning, why are some so bad-hearted."

"Yes, it's the first time I've heard of a girl who is so crutchet, and even steals the family's life-saving money."

"Maybe I don't think it's her own father."

"Don't say it's not her own father, even if it's her own father and mother, that Zhao Mouhuan may still be able to do this kind of thing."

"I think it'...... too"

The two teachers who were eating actually began to talk about Huanhuan's family.

Zhao Qingyu's pen paused slightly, it seems that the impact of this matter is indeed quite big and bad.

The teachers talked about Huanhuan and started talking about tomorrow's fundraiser.

"I have a friend who said that when the donation is raised tomorrow, everyone's name will appear on the electronic screen, do you want to donate a dollar?" A teacher deliberately joked on his co-worker.

Another teacher chirped, "Phew, is it a joke to donate a dollar on the screen!" You have to go yourself. ”

"Hehe, it's good to go to work tomorrow, otherwise maybe we really have to go over to donate, and it is said that we can also add the name of the unit."

"Ouch, I'm scared, my monthly salary is only a few hundred yuan, and my mother has to share half of it, saying that it will help me save up and marry my daughter-in-law in the future."

Zhao Qingyu didn't listen to the rest of the words, they were all trivial things in the parents of some teachers' own rooms.

I have to say that Gu Li is really slow to eat.

The two teachers had finished eating, and he still had a small half plate of rice left on his plate, and he had drunk all the water.

"Gu Li, come on."

Before leaving, the teacher cheered him on.

Another teacher joked to Zhao Qingyu: "Just eat so much, give him another one." ”

“……”

Zhao Qingyu was really speechless.

After the two teachers finally left, Gu Li raised his head and smiled meaningfully: "Did you hear that?" The teachers said you were not good to me. ”

“…… Hehe. Zhao Qingyu tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Gu Li picked up the chopsticks and picked up the rice casually: "Did you hear those words just now, you can still be famous, I will donate tomorrow, so I will donate one yuan." ”

Zhao Qingyu didn't speak, tomorrow Monday, the fundraising will be at nine o'clock in the morning, Gu Li can skip class to do this kind of thing, she doesn't feel strange at all.

"Do you want me to fill in your name when I donate?" I can also help you fire it by the way. ”

Zhao Qingyu: Neurotic.

Gu Li grinned: "Looking at your expression, you must be scolding me in your heart, right?" ”

“……”

Zhao Qingyu turned around slightly and turned his back to him: "I'm thinking about the topic, don't talk all the time." ”

"You can ask me what the topic is."

"No, I want to think for myself."

Gu Li raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Xiaodan to come back, Gu Li didn't say anything more, and after eating the rest of the meal, he dropped the money and got up to leave.

"Xiaoyu, is the one who left just now what your parents are talking about?" Xiao Shan went over to collect the bowl and asked curiously.

Zhao Qingyu looked up strangely: "Didn't you already know?" ”

Xiaoshan was a little embarrassed: "I always think that person looks a little weird, are you really talking to him about friends?" ”

"No, don't listen to other people's nonsense."

"Oh......"

The two were talking, the sound of a tricycle sounded outside the door, Zhao Qingyu looked over, and Zhao's father jumped out of it first.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaodan! Come and help! Father Zhao shouted loudly.

Zhao Qingyu and Xiaodan ran out and helped bring the TV in together.

When the tricycle drove away, Xiao Shan muttered in a low voice: "Why didn't that numb driver come to help." ”

Zhao's father: "He's a cripple, he can't walk well, and he will help break my newly bought TV." ”

Xiaoshan stuck out his tongue and didn't say anything.

Zhao Qingyu proposed to put a TV in the store, the store is very large, and there are reclining chairs and some miscellaneous items in the corner, and the TV is placed in the corner where the recliners were originally placed.

Usually Zhao's father and Zhao's mother stay in the store all day, and sometimes in the afternoon, when they are free, there is a TV to relieve boredom and pass the time.

Of course, there is another point, which is that it can attract many students who live on campus to eat.

High school is already busy, and with the exception of a small number of people who are busy with their days, most students are pressed for time and have no other recreational time in school.

If there is a TV in the store, the number of students who come to eat at noon and evening will increase dramatically, after all, most people's entertainment at this time is watching TV.

In addition to the second-hand TV, Zhao's father also bought a second-hand VCD with several pirated CDs.

The plates are basically some very old but enduring horror movies.

After setting up the TV, Zhao's father began to tinker with the VCD, this thing is actually expensive, even if it is second-hand, it costs hundreds of yuan.

Before getting these discs back, Zhao's father tried them all, and now in order to show off in front of the children, he began to put them on each one again.

Xiao Shan watched intently from the side, and only looked at each plate for a few minutes, which made her anxious.

When Zhao's father was satisfied, he chose one and started the official screening.

Not to mention, in just an hour, the store was full of people - some people who could have finished eating and left, also sat here and watched for a long time.

Zhao Qingyu likes this atmosphere very much, it is very comfortable and fulfilling, she is sitting in the farthest place from the TV, writing her homework alone.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Qingyu's homework was completed except for the last essay in the Chinese test paper.

She didn't continue to write, and there were two Chinese sections in the evening self-study, and the first period of the Chinese teacher would leave them to write essays.

After all, the teacher also knows that in just half a day, you have to complete a set of test papers for each subject, which is a really difficult task.

A highly conscious student like Zhao Qingyu had to write for four or five hours to barely finish, and most of the other students could be imagined.

She put all the test papers and materials away, looked at the time, and felt that her mother should be back soon.

At this point, there will be sophomores and juniors who come to eat scattered, after all, they have to study on their own in the evening.

Now there are several of her classmates sitting and eating in the store.

Xiaoshan didn't have a chance to watch a TV, more and more people came to eat, and she became busier and busier.

Zhao's mother finally came back at almost five o'clock, still with an orange curly hair, and when she first entered the store, Xiaoshan and Zhao's father almost didn't recognize her.

"I'm a good girl, which foreigner is coming to our store." Father Zhao deliberately said in a strange way.

"Let your shit shit!" Zhao's mother blushed, and many students in the store turned their heads to look at her, making her even more embarrassed.

"Xiaoyu, isn't it ugly for mom to be like this." Mother Zhao leaned over to her daughter and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Qingyu looked at her mother carefully, the latter looked at her worriedly, she couldn't help but be a little funny: "Mom, it's okay, look young like this." ”

"But I think the curls of this curly hair are too curly, and the poster I obviously chose is not so curly......"

"It's okay, that's how it was just done, and it won't be so rolled up in a few days." Zhao Qingyu comforted.

Zhao's mother is used to listening to her daughter's opinions, and when she says this, she is relieved.

After saying a few words, there were guests again, and Zhao's mother hurriedly changed into a bib and got busy.

After a busy period of work, no one came for the time being, Zhao's mother squeezed to the bathroom in the store to wash her hands, only to find that there was not only an extra TV in the store, but also an extra VCD.

No wonder there are more people than ever at the busiest time, and they are all watching TV in the back!

As soon as Zhao's mother came out, she went to question Zhao's father.

"Just let you buy a TV, what VCD to buy, look at the store has become a movie theater." Zhao's mother saw that many people had finished eating and had not left yet, occupying a place in the store, and some people who were still eating noodles could only stand with bowls to eat, so she was a little unhappy.

How did Zhao's father know what Zhao's mother was thinking, and said casually: "This is a second-hand one, not much money." ”

"Then ...... in this house," Zhao Mu nodded at the large group of people behind.

"What's wrong with people? You see how lively it is. ”

“……”

Mother Zhao didn't want to talk to Father Zhao anymore, at least not now.

Zhao Qingyu also ate fried rice at night, but added some leftovers from noon.

She actually has some things to say to her parents, but now there are too many people, and the family is too busy.

At half past five, Zhao's mother asked her to hurry to the school and let Zhao Qingfeng come over to do chores, there was almost no place to stand in the store, and it was not an exaggeration to overcrowd.

That night, after the evening self-study preparation bell rang, several students in the class hurried to arrive.

Zhao Qingyu recognized that these were a few classmates eating in their store, and had some thoughts in his heart.

In the evening self-study, the teachers started to explain the test papers left in the afternoon in class, and basically no longer put the homework in check and correct.

As a result, some students who were too lazy to write their homework gradually omitted the step of copying their homework, such as Tang Dazhuang.

At noon, Zhang Yan was upset, and in the afternoon he went to the supermarket to buy yogurt and snacks for Zhang Yan, but he met a boy in the same class on the street and was called to play games in an Internet café.

Homework, that's not done at all.

In the first class, he wrote an essay, and in the second class, the Chinese teacher did not check the homework, and Tang Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the following math class, he began to worry about the whole process.

As the math teacher of the homeroom teacher, he is even older than the students, although he does not have time to check and correct all the homework of the homework, but he has a way to scare people.

He likes to find someone to answer the question before he speaks, and there are various ways to find someone to answer the question.

For example, a small group of people can be spot-checked to see their answers, or randomly click on a person, and then start with that person and ask them to report their answers one by one in the order of horizontal or vertical or front or back.

Anyway, in the math self-study class in the evening, not only Tang Dazhuang, but all the people who did not finish their math homework were worried and trembling.

The head teacher is really funny, and he likes to see the wonderful expressions of the classmates around that student after calling out to a student.

Zhao Qingyu knew that the head teacher liked this before, after all, she had not studied mathematics well before......

Now she is in a completely different mood in class than before, even if she encounters a question that she really can't answer, she doesn't have that feeling of timidity.

Probably afraid of something, Tang Dazhuang was the first to be shouted to answer the question.

After the test paper was sent, he didn't even look at it, and for a while, he didn't know what the answer was, so he quietly kicked Zhang Yan's stool underneath.

Zhang Yan was still angry about the day's events, she thought that Tang Dazhuang would come to her in the afternoon, but there was no news at all, and she only arrived in the classroom at night when class was about to start.

She didn't want to talk to him at all.

Tang Dazhuang was anxious, thinking that Zhang Yan had not received his "distress signal", and kicked Zhang Yan's stool again.

Zhang Yan just got up slightly and wanted to move the stool forward a little, but she kicked it like that, and the stool overturned at once, and Zhang Yan fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The quiet classroom became quieter, Zhang Yan sat on the ground, but her legs were stuck on the stool, and her whole face was flushed.

Tang Dazhuang froze, not daring to speak, let alone looking up at the teacher.

The head teacher's eyes flashed slightly, and he stood on the podium with his eyes gurgling, thinking about how to speak, when suddenly, an angry scream erupted in the classroom.

"You're sick!!"

……

After this class, Tang Dazhuang and Zhang Yan were invited into the office for tea.

"Jingle bell—"

The bell rang for the last class, Zhang Yan came back from the office with a blue face, and Tang Dazhuang followed behind dejectedly.

Zhao Qingyu frowned slightly, she thought that the two would reconcile soon, but it seemed to be more serious.

After the evening self-study, she went back with Zhang Yan, but Tang Dazhuang, a resident student, did not go back to the dormitory and followed behind.

After leaving the school gate, Zhao Qingyu really couldn't stand the low pressure around her, and told Zhang Yan to let her have a good talk with Tang Dazhuang, and then left first.

As soon as she crossed the street, she saw Tang Dazhuang catching up with Zhang Yan.

Looks like she was a light bulb just now.

With a sigh, she raised her feet and began to walk back, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded behind her.

"Zhao Qingyu!"

She turned around and smiled slightly: "Gorgeous." ”

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