Ke Chengwen was about to organize the language, and Fu Yangxi had already walked to another row of shelves selling masks.
A gold shopping guide guessed what he wanted to buy, and hurriedly pushed the shelf over and asked, "Master Fu, do you need this?"
Fu Yangxi turned her head.
The neat rows of silk women's slings on the shelf caught him off guard.
He immediately blushed and became furious: "Is there anything?! Do I look like someone who wants to buy this kind of thing?! What misunderstanding do you have about me?!"
The gold shopping guide shyly pulled the shelf to leave.
"Wait." Fu Yangxi stopped her again.
In fact, Fu Yangxi suspected that the transfer student was very poor recently, because he saw that she often searched for some tutoring information on the forum, and did not know whether she could afford these things.
"Then take two." Fu Yangxi sullen face, did not dare to look at it at a glance, hurriedly picked up a few pieces with two fingers, and threw them into the suitcase.
After throwing it, he was already blushing.
He grabbed two more bags of masks and threw them in, then hurriedly kicked the lid of the suitcase with his foot, pulled it up with a sigh of relief, turned around and hurried away with the suitcase.
A group of salesmen who hid on the shelves and watched the Prince Fu watched in disbelief, with wonderful expressions.
Ke Chengwen also showed an indescribable expression on his face.
The gold shopping guide smiled.
It doesn't seem to be a misunderstanding.
Ke Chengwen trotted to catch up, hating that iron was not steel: "Brother Xi, she is chasing you, not you. Don't buy such a lot, okay?!"
"I know!" Fu Yangxi said displeasedly, "I don't like her! Isn't this because she insists on giving desserts every day, just a simple courtesy?"
What else did Ke Chengwen say
Fu Yangxi was expressionless: "Shut up, you said you don't like her."
"Oh." Ke Chengwen was in a complicated mood.
Fu Yangxi bought a bunch of them in a mess, and finally carried two more duvets.
On an October day, when the weather said it was getting colder, it was getting colder. When the two came out of the mall, the cold air was blowing and they all sneezed.
Not far away, the sound of a car engine suddenly sounded, and an extended luxury car drove over.
Fu Yangxi glanced, and his face suddenly turned cold. He pressed the duvet on the suitcase and pushed it to Ke Chengwen: "See you in the library at eight o'clock."
"There are so many things, what can I say?" Ke Chengwen said reluctantly.
Fu Yangxi: "Stupid, you just said you won the lottery."
Ke Chengwen wants to doubt his life. Who would believe this? There are so many girls' items in the lottery
The car had come over and the back door was opened.
A respectful middle-aged man in a broad suit came down, smiled at Fu Yangxi and said, "Master."
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Mingxi holds the book and studies it in the library earnestly.
There were not many people who didn't go home on weekends, about two dozen. Some people listened to music with headphones, some people played games with their legs crossed, and there were couples, but they were not deserted.
The system helped her count the time: "You took 75 minutes on this paper, and you are getting faster and faster."
"This test paper is not difficult. It does not meet the 80% difficulty standard of the college entrance examination. But it is indeed much faster than the time I used before."
Mingxi raised his head and rubbed his eyes, and looked at the potted plants that were maintained on fifteen small buds.
With the increase of the little shoots—that is, the decrease of negative doom, she can clearly feel the changes in all aspects of herself.
The most obvious is that when answering the questionnaire, there are many, many fewer wrong answers because of inexplicable brain pumping.
The system's explanation for this is that the luck she has harvested is offsetting the heroine's wisdom buff.
Mingxi was full of fighting spirit.
But now she is worried about the fact that she has submitted the application form for the Hundred Schools League, but she is afraid that there will be a lot of application forms, and the teacher leading the competition will not see her application form at all.
In this case, she died directly outside the starting line.
The teacher who selected the candidate was Gao, over 60 years old, and highly respected. He was a well-known gold medal competition coach over the years.
Mingxi wondered if there was any way to send his application form directly to Coach Gao.
Even if he doesn't look down on himself, he has to work hard at least once.
- No matter how bad it is, it is good to be able to get to know the teacher who sees the dragon but not the end, and get a little guidance on the method.
You have to get into a good university in your life.
Because of the memory of the previous life, Mingxi quickly broadened his mind.
"Can you help me see if this is the information that Teacher Gao's grandson is looking for to play with?"
When Mingxi was in college in his last life, the gold medal coach also retired, and everyone around him was very sorry. At that time, everyone knew that he had a grandson with autism in his family. Because the grandson's condition became more and more serious, he had to concentrate on it. go back to take care.
System: "Yes, two hundred yuan a day, the price is not bad, if you can apply for the job, it will just relieve your financial pressure."
Mingxi said, "It shouldn't be a problem. Look at this post, almost no one replied."
The anonymous post was blunt and demanding, still asking to play with autistic children.
Students who need to work part-time to earn money in the school will not take such jobs at all. Everyone would rather take some simple tutoring and writing assignments for faster money.
So that the post has been hung up from the first half of the year to the present, and only received some replies such as "???" "Seriously or fishing?"
If it weren't for a new life, Mingxi would not associate the poster with the always strict teacher Gao.
With the mentality of trying, Mingxi sent a private message to the poster, expressing that he wanted to do this job.
But after posting, for ten minutes, there was no movement, and no read was displayed.
System: "Is this method useful? I think you might as well ask for the address of Teacher Gao's house and go directly."
"That's too purposeful, and people with Teacher Gao's personality will definitely be disgusted." Mingxi thought: "Wait for now, it's night, Teacher Gao is old and should go to bed early, let's go to bed tomorrow morning. Look again."
Mingxi flipped through the calendar and remembered one thing. The time should be coming soon. It was after the end of the Hundred Schools League in the previous life that the Dong family returned to China.
The Dong family was the next-door neighbor to her grandmother's house when she was in the small town. At that time, they were also poor and poor, but they still often helped Mingxi and the grandmother who adopted Mingxi.
About three years ago, Uncle Dong suddenly became rich in business, and then went abroad.
In the last life, after the Dong family returned to China, they often picked up Mingxi to come and go.
Their family thinks that Zhao Yuanjiu occupies the magpie's nest, and their attitude towards Zhao Yuan is extremely bad - it is conceivable that in the original text, their family is also not a big or small villain. The kind that gets swollen in the face.
In addition, although the Dong family has money, the family is still relatively simple and honest - in the original text, they have no IQ, so they often make jokes.
Dong Shen, who was transferred to another school, clearly had handsome facial features, but he was laughed at by the students in a because he was too dirty.
In the end, the fate of the Dong family was no better than that of the Mingxi and He Yang families.
Mingxi couldn't remember the phone number, so there was no way to contact the Dong family in advance. But she circled the date on the calendar and decided that she must protect the family under the luck of the heroine in her life.
At least keep them away from Zhao Yuan.
Also, the first thing she saw Dong Shen might be to take him to buy clothes again.
There are many things to do, and Mingxi has planned them one by one in his mind.
But on the basis of doing all this, the most important thing is to let the small shoots in the pot grow as soon as possible.
Mingxi finished pressing and rubbing his eyes, and was about to continue writing the next test paper.
The chair opposite the long table was suddenly pulled away.
A familiar black schoolbag was placed on the table, and a familiar hand opened the schoolbag and took out a thick set of competition questions, a pen, and a stack of paper.
"..." As soon as Mingxi raised his head, he saw that it was a coincidence that he met Shen Liyao's eyes.
Shen Liyao glanced at her, put the schoolbag on the seat next to her, and sat down opposite her.
"Why are you here?" Mingxi looked left and right, but he didn't see Kong Jiaze from the next school, nor anyone else, but Shen Liyao came here alone - the point is, he took the initiative to sit across from her for the first time ever.
Shen Liyao looked at her lightly, with a fire in his heart, and his tone was not very good when he opened his mouth: "Why can't I be here? The library is opened in your house?"
what the hell? Such a big fire.
Mingxi was inexplicable: "So rushing? Have you eaten ammunition? Did I invite you to provoke you?"
Shen Liyao's eyes fixedly fell on the stack of test papers that she placed beside her, and the words "Fu Yangxi" were written on the left side of the test paper.
Mingxi followed his line of sight: "Why?"
Shen Liyao's temple jumped: "Why does he want you to write his homework?"
"I'm happy." Mingxi has been helping Fu Yangxi with homework for the past two days. On the one hand, it can accumulate luck, on the other hand, it can also be used as a quiz, and more writing will make a deeper impression. But what is there for her to explain to Shen Liyao.
"..." Shen Liyao choked, and the fire in his heart suddenly burned even more vigorously.
He seemed to have suddenly caught it for a moment. Why, in the past few days, when he heard the names of Zhao Mingxi and Fu Yangxi appearing together, he was irritable.
Shen Liyao's voice became even deeper: "Have you had enough trouble—"
Mingxi raised his head.
Shen Liyao was full of "Why do you have to provoke people like Fu Yangxi? Why don't good-looking people appear in his field of vision?" Such words came to his lips, but because of the self-esteem of the young man, he couldn't say it.
What blurted out became: "It's not the way for you to live on campus all the time."
Mingxi originally wanted to say hello to him, but she was doing her homework well, but he was inexplicably scolded by him.
In addition, he is still helping the Zhao family as a lobbyist.
Rao is that Mingxi has a good temper, and he can't bear it anymore.
"Yao Shen, we have only known each other for two years. You said before that you are not even friends. You have no position to persuade me."
Shen Liyao held the key scope of the Hundred Schools League that he had not yet handed out, but he almost forgot what he was here for. He stared at Mingxi with gnashing teeth and asked, "It's just that we have known each other for two years?"
-What did she say she liked in the past two years
"Yes." Mingxi glanced left and right, and seeing that no one had noticed, he immediately stood up and packed his things.
"I was too ignorant to disturb you before. I'm sorry, but I won't in the future. Please leave me alone."
Shen Liyao couldn't believe it, the phalanx under the table gradually tightened.
He turned blue as he watched her turn away.
Mingxi packed his schoolbag and found a place farthest from Shen Liyao in the study room of the library to sit down.
She realized that Shen Liyao was a little abnormal. In the past two years, it was the first time he took the initiative to come to see her.
From Mingxi's point of view, a proud person like Shen Liyao may just not be used to a man who has been chasing him and suddenly stopped chasing him.
Maybe it's because they're not used to it, or maybe it's a blow to the self-esteem of young people.
But in short, after a while, it will return to the cold and quiet appearance.
After all, he doesn't like himself, and after a while he will be happy to get rid of the troublesome spirit before it's too late.
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Ke Chengwen was terribly hungry, so he finished his dinner outside before arriving late with his suitcase.
As a result, as soon as he walked outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, he saw the transfer student and Shen Liyao from the gold medal competition class sitting face to face.
Looking at Shen Liyao's icy expression, it seemed that they were quarreling - but in short, the two were quite familiar with each other, and it was as if they had inquired, and they had a very rich love history.
Mom.
What should I do, call out the transfer students and avoid the meeting between Brother Xi and Shen Liyao
Ke Chengwen's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to walk in and try to find a solution when someone suddenly tapped his shoulder.
"Why are you still here?"
Ke Chengwen's breathing almost stopped.
Turning his head, Fu Yangxi was standing behind him in a sports jacket with her short hair blown in a mess.
He was soaked in the cold air from the night wind, and he was carrying a huge box of takeaway.
He had obviously just come from home, and his face was still mixed with a cold and indifferent ambiguity, which was completely different from his usual irritability and arrogance.
But soon, this remnant look disappeared from his face.
"Brother Xi, what's wrong with your hand?" Ke Chengwen noticed that the back of Fu Yangxi's hand carrying the jacket was scratched for unknown reasons, which was not a big problem, but there were still some shallow bloodstains seeping out.
Fu Yangxi didn't care, she raised her hand and rubbed it: "I was scratched by a broken glass."
Ke Chengwen hesitated, not knowing whether to ask.
"You're too slow." Fu Yangxi changed the subject, frowned, and stretched her long legs to go in.
Ke Chengwen hurriedly dragged him back: "Brother Xi, don't eat your takeaway inside, eat outside before going in!"
"Nerve, it's freezing outside."
Fu Yangxi became more and more suspicious that he was hiding something from him, glared at him, and entered the study room without hesitation.
…
Ke Chengwen almost had a sudden cardiac arrest, so he could only bite the bullet and push the suitcase and follow him in.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yangxi turned around, but it was not the place where Shen Liyao and Zhao Mingxi were sitting together, which he had just seen.
Ke Chengwen was stunned for a while, and quickly looked at the position just now, but saw that only Shen Liyao was sitting there with a gloomy expression, where did he see Zhao Mingxi
Just when he was pulling Fu Yangxi, the transfer student seemed to have changed positions.
Ke Chengwen breathed a sigh of relief.
He hurriedly accelerated his pace, made meritorious deeds, rushed ahead of Fu Yangxi and rushed to the transfer student's side, dripping with cold sweat, he put the suitcase and two duvets on the chair next to him.
"Transfer students, Brother Xi and I went to the Internet cafe to play games after school. We won the lottery! It seems that they are all used by girls. If we don't need them, we will give them to you."
The two of them were at the door just now, and Mingxi saw them. It was because Fu Yangxi's short red hair was too arrogant and bright, and he was so tall that he stood out from the crowd.
She looked at Fu Yangxi: "For me?"
"Hmm." Fu Yangxi tried her best not to let her complacency flow into her expression.
He walked over and pulled out the chair that was one seat away from Mingxi, and leaned back lazily on the chair with his legs crossed.
He played with the pen cap on Mingxi's table, snapped it open, and closed it again, with a cold expression of "although I gave you something, don't covet me".
Seeing that Mingxi was still looking at him, he glanced over: "Transfer students, don't think too much, everyone is classmates, just help each other."
"… "
Am I coveting the countdown of your grades, or am I coveting your lack of IQ
Mingxi glanced at the duvet and other items that were put aside, and didn't believe it.
Where are these things in the jackpot.
She guessed that Fu Yangxi went to buy it 80% of the time—she didn't know the reason, but she thought it might be because of the desserts she gave these days. Fu Yangxi was embarrassed to eat only hers and wanted to return the gift.
No matter what, there was still a hint of warmth in Mingxi's heart, especially after being picked on by Zhao Zhanhuai, Shen Liyao and others.
"Thank you." Her eyes narrowed.
Fu Yangxi met Mingxi's eyes. She was dressed very thinly and had long eyelashes. When she laughed, the light falling into her eyes shattered.
Fu Yangxi quickly looked away, and said irritably, "It's said that I won the lottery, thank you for what?"
"I didn't say I didn't win the lottery." Mingxi said speechlessly.
Seeing Fu Yangxi turn her head away, she took the opportunity to sniff lightly. There was some dry pine scent in the air, and Mingxi couldn't control himself. Smell the exhaustion from writing so long homework just now.
Mingxi's movements were not obvious at all, but Fu Yangxi kept staring at her from the corner of his eye in a cool and handsome manner.
Before coming, Fu Yangxi told herself ten thousand times to control it, but the result was broken in one second, and her ears turned red all of a sudden.
Damn, he deliberately took a seat apart, and she was still sucking him!
Just as Fu Yangxi was about to say something, Mingxi was afraid that he would not be astonished, so he interrupted him quickly, looking up at Ke Chengwen and saying, "What's wrong with you?"
"Oh oh oh." Ke Chengwen's attention fell on Shen Liyao, who was staring at him not far away. He came back to his senses, and without thinking much, he squatted down and pulled the suitcase.
"Wait, go back and open it again!" Fu Yangxi hadn't finished speaking.
"Zira" two silk underwear has fallen off.
Ke Chengwen had completely forgotten that the salesperson had stuffed them with this stuff.
A few people sitting here and there not far away all looked over.
Mingxi's brain was frozen, and he didn't realize what it was all of a sudden: "This is also a lottery win?"
Fu Yangxi was the first to react. His expression was sluggish for a second, his expression suddenly changed, he rushed over, and threw the suspender underwear into Ke Chengwen's arms: "What is this? Why is it in the box, did you put it in?"
Ke Chengwen's expression was very indescribable: "Brother Xi, you—"
Fu Yangxi looked to the right and motioned for him to leave quickly with his underwear.
Ke Chengwen's heart was tragic. He hurriedly stuffed his underwear into his schoolbag, and then slammed the box shut: "This is the part that I won, and the rest belonged to Brother Xi."
Mingxi's expression is indescribable, and his understanding of Fu Yangxi has risen to a new level: "You are a big boy, do you buy this kind of thing?"
Fu Yangxi cursed in her heart, and her face turned red with anger: "You think I want to buy—no, I won, and I can't help myself to win the lottery."
Mingxi changed the subject: "Have you eaten dinner? To buy—no, to win the lottery, and to win the lottery, won't you all have dinner?"
Ke Chengwen and Fu Yangxi said in unison:
"I ate it, Brother Xi hasn't."
"ate."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yangxi's stomach growled.
"… "
Fu Yangxijun's face quickly became expressionless, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the others around him coldly: "Who is screaming?"
Ke Chengwen: "..."
Mingxi: "…"
Mingxi felt embarrassed and wanted to laugh, but more of a warmth she hadn't felt for a long time—she also guessed that Fu Yangxi probably knew that she had run away from home and lived at the school, otherwise she would not have brought the duvet over. The weather is getting colder, and she really needs these. But he probably never bought any of these, so he stuffed a bunch of them in a mess.
Fu Yangxi didn't seem to be as annoying as she thought.
Mingxi held back his smile and turned around to continue his homework: "Forget it, don't get busy, let's eat quickly."
Only then did Fu Yangxi sit down again, and awkwardly opened the takeout. He glanced at Zhao Mingxi, and seeing that Mingxi was concentrating on his homework, and his mood was no longer visibly depressed, he hooked his lips and opened the takeaway box.
Ke Chengwen packed his suitcases, pulled up a chair and sat down: "What did you buy?"
Fu Yangxi said, "Mushroom bullfrog."
As soon as the voice fell, he frowned: "There is coriander."
Fu Yangxi suddenly lost his appetite, but his stomach was very hungry again. He opened his chopsticks and planned to pick the coriander one by one to the lid next to him.
However, Mingxi's eyes suddenly lit up.
Mingxi came over excitedly like a little milk cat: "Master Fu, I'll help you choose!"
How many buds of such delicate work!
"As you like." Fu Yangxi snorted coldly.
As soon as he agreed, Mingxi immediately sat down next to him and pulled the takeaway box over.
Fu Yangxi lowered her eyes and quietly glanced at Mingxi's bright eyes, trying her best to pretend that nothing had happened, but her tail was still raised to the sky behind her, and her face was slightly red.
She wants to do such delicate work for him! How much does she like him? !
Fu Yangxi glanced proudly at Ke Chengwen, the single dog next to her.
But seeing that Ke Chengwen has been absent-minded, his eyes glanced in another direction.
Fu Yangxi followed his line of sight - and then met the cold eyes of Shen Liyao, who was looking at him from a distance.
It's that person again.
Fu Yangxi frowned and looked down at Zhao Mingxi subconsciously.
He found out... that person was staring at his small mask.