Chapter Ninety-Six

These things were originally thought about by Father Mu a long time ago, so after the two of them had no opinions, Xie Jue immediately left that place.

He didn't think that his father would go back on his side, and he had never talked to this so-called father in the past ten years, that is, a few days before the engagement, so that people had some contact, and now in retrospect, it was probably because someone needed to replace him!

In fact, he may face the sneering ridicule of the Ruan family in the near future, but for Father Mu personally, solving a big trouble is his top priority.

The last time he went to Song Zhu's house, Xie Jue didn't bring many things, and this time it was the same, but there were really more test papers and test questions in it.

That night, Song Zhu saw the person who looked like a hanger on the way home.

"I'm just telling you, if the matter is resolved, I'll clean up over there, you can do anything, you don't need to bring it, you can bring your people."

Before Mu Jiang could stop saying anything, Song Zhu first crackled a lot, she didn't even know what kind of wind she was smoking.

I thought I had the upper hand, but I heard the man say.

"I have everything ready, and I have those main classes in my bag"

Song Zhu looked at the very simple-looking suitcase that Xie Jue was pulling in surprise, and there were varying degrees of wear and tear near the backpack.

"Forget it, anyway, there are fewer people going to my house at this time, so let's talk while we go."

"Actually, I thought about the direction of your college entrance examination today, although taking the road of art is also a good way out, but there is too much money to invest in it, I'm afraid, you still can't do such a thing."

In fact, to put it bluntly, the ones I found before the art exam. The local fees are not low, and sometimes they even reach the point of a 100-yuan bill an hour.

Song Zhu clearly remembered that this person always picked the cheapest when he ate takeout before.

"And what kind of major do you want me to study?"

Xie Jue didn't continue to dig into the problem, as if what he was talking about had nothing to do with him.

"I don't know what's good, you think it's what it is."

Song Zhu was naturally unhappy with such obviously perfunctory words, but he couldn't see how this person was.

"Forget it, anyway, it's better to do all the science first, but if you decide to go into art, your time is really short."

The two of them were chatting like this, one with one with one with or without a pair, it used to take 20 minutes to walk, but now the two of them discussed these issues like this, but they didn't feel much.

"That's what you're willing, No, you'll have to sleep on the couch for the rest of your time."

She didn't give up her bedroom to the heart of the Virgin.

Next, he started to do the questions, and said the wrong questions, although Xie Jue was a little reluctant, he still didn't do anything strange in the end.

"Let's change the light bulb in the living room tomorrow, it's too dark and it's not good for your eyes."

Song Zhu was just stunned for a while, and in such a light, staring at the book, her eyes were already uncomfortable.

Xie Jue turned his face slightly, and saw Song Zhu with a serious face.

She really seems to take this matter seriously.

"I've never understood why I've been persuading me to do this, even my own mother has never cared about my grades."

Song Zhu was stunned, and as soon as he turned his head, the two of them looked at each other.

"Well, I just don't want to see you live your life like this."

Saying this, Song Zhu felt that his reason was a bit far-fetched, and blinked before adding.

"Xie Jue Whether you really want to help your mother pay off her debts, or you want to live an ordinary life in the future, you can't do without these things, if you can get into a good university, the chance of finding a good job is higher. It's a lot better than what you're fooling around right now.

"Actually, it's more for yourself, and I hope you'll never be buried in this kind of place."

The seriousness in Song Zhu's eyes even made Xie Jue regret the sentence he had just asked.

She really took her own things to heart.

The first night of study between the two of them was not very smooth, but it was a good start, probably because he was worried about Xie Jue's study situation, and he was a little tired, Song Zhu did not lose sleep that night, but fell asleep very peacefully.

The next morning, when Xie Jue got up, he had already seen the breakfast on the table, and there was a small note next to it.

"I know you slept late last night, so I changed the alarm clock at home to be half an hour late, and I left early to avoid suspicion."

Looking at those two lines of beautiful small characters, Xie Jue suddenly remembered that when he was writing last night, the crooked words he wrote were really bad compared to Song Zhu.

For this reason, that night, Xie Jue had another task after studying, practicing calligraphy.

But I still don't know, because now, the school is blowing up again.

I don't know why, the cancellation of the marriage contract between Xie Jue and Ruan Yunxi spread in the school in an instant, plus yesterday, the conversation between Tang Sifeng and Song Zhu everyone's speculation became more and more outrageous.

But most people are still scolding Song Zhu for being a green tea.

Xie Jue didn't pay much attention to the public opinion between these schools in the first place, and he wouldn't think about it unless it happened in front of him.

But Song Zhu, who is often used to going to forums, has even seen the most ugly words that scolded her.

She is a little skeptical now, is this repeated spreading rumors in the school really just Tang Sifeng's doing? This kind of thing is spreading too quickly.

Song Zhu's own photos have even been uploaded directly to all corners of the forum, and now, even if Song Zhu only walks around the campus briefly, she can still hear the whispers of those girls after she walks by.

It was at this time that Chen Zhou came to the door again.

"I heard that you've been getting very close to Xie Jue recently?"

Chen Zhou's first words when he saw Song Zhu were like this, which made Song Zhu feel a little unexpectedly resistant, and the surprise that he hadn't seen this friend for a long time also disappeared.

"Is there something wrong? I'm teaching him to do his homework. ”

"Little Bamboo ...... Now that he is in his second year of high school, Xie Jue can read a little bit in mathematics every time, but he is still at the bottom...... It will be difficult to change for a while. ”

Hearing this, Song Zhu subconsciously denied Chen Zhou's thoughts: "You are making a conclusion!" ”