Until she came out of the teacher's office, Wen Soft still felt like she was in a dream.

Isn't it going to be criticized?

How did it become that you can retake the exam and receive a scholarship?

It always feels weird.

But for a while, she couldn't notice what was wrong, so she simply didn't think about it.

……

Wen Softly went home and told Lu Zhanqing these two good news.

Lu Zhan Qingle smiled and said, "This is called good people have good rewards, you help those injured on weekdays, God rewards you." ”

"Is that really the case? I didn't save a few people. ”

Softly and stupidly, he grabbed his hair.

"Of course it's true." Lu Zhanqing said, "Don't forget, the prescription you gave me before has been mass-produced, and there are probably millions of copies sold so far." This is also indirectly saving people. ”

"What you say makes sense~"

Wen Soft was fooled and fell into his logic. I felt that I had become much taller and more radiant in an instant, and it didn't seem so strange to get a scholarship.

"Would you like to invite me to dinner in the evening?"

"Why did you eat it?"

"Didn't you get a scholarship? That's a lot of money. ”

"That's not good, this money is to subsidize poor students, and it has to be used on the cutting edge. If I invite you to dinner, am I not wasting a piece of the donor's heart? "Said softly and softly.

Lu Zhanqing said in his heart, the donor doesn't feel wasteful at all, I wish you invited him to dinner.

Stupid girl!

"Okay."

Lu Zhanqing didn't insist, anyway, he just wanted to make his little wife happy.

Wen Softly heard the regret in his words, and said, "I will use my own private money to invite you to dinner." You are not allowed to fight for the idea of scholarship. ”

Isn't it all her money? Why is it so clear?

Lu Zhanqing couldn't laugh or cry.

"Well, I'm not going to beat you for that money."

The total scholarship is only 8,000, which is not enough for him to eat.

How could he care about a mere eight thousand?

Lu Zhanqing muttered quietly.

Wen Softly heard his broken thoughts and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Didn't say anything."

"I clearly heard you talking!" Wen Soft didn't believe that his ears were wrong, he must have been speaking.

"I said......" Lu Zhanqing leaned in front of her face and said word by word, "I want to kiss you." ”

"Y-What do you say?" Wen Soft blushed her cheeks and stumbled to ask.

"I want to kiss you. It's not that I'm afraid you'll hear it, and you'll be embarrassed, so I didn't say it out loud. Who knew you wanted me to say it? ”

Lu Zhanqing curled the corners of his lips slightly, smiling like an old fox.

"Hmph, I don't believe your nonsense."

Wen Soft stomped his feet, quickened his pace, and ran forward.

Lu Zhanqing caught up with her, "Shy? My ears are red, and I think I'm really embarrassed. I thought you were not afraid of heaven and earth. ”

"Lu Zhanqing, if you don't shut up, I'll be rude to you."

"Do you want to prick me with your little silver needle?"

“……”

This face is full of jokes, how can there be any fear?

As if I wished she would prick herself.

Gentle and soft forehead.

I really want to give him some laxatives, so that he can taste what it is like to ecstasy.

Look at him, dare to provoke himself, no.

Pity......

She was reluctant.

……

After dinner, Wen Soft lay on the bed, sent a message to Mu Xingqiao, and talked about the school.

The authorities were fascinated by bystanders, and Mu Xingqiao guessed when he heard it that it was Lu Zhanqing who was behind the scenes.

Otherwise, where is the coincidence?