Lu Chengzhou narrowed his eyes and said, "If your skills are not good enough, just replace him."
Lu Yi was about to cry, "No, Mr. Lu, I was wrong. I swear if I don't drive well, I will go to Africa to move bricks!"
There was silence in the car for a few seconds.
Lu Chengzhou's dark eyes looked at Gu Mang, and he clicked on his QR code to add friends, his deep eyes twinkling, "Miss Gu?"
Gu Mang glanced at Meng Jinyang in front of him, and finally added Lu Chengzhou's WeChat account.
Once added, a transfer of 200,000 yuan was made to WeChat.
This two hundred thousand is enough for Meng Jinyang's high school and college.
Gu Mang accepted it politely, curled his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."
…
Class 20, Grade 3, the world of the second generation ancestor.
Except for those with strong Mingcheng backgrounds, there are those who are not willing to be recruited by other classes.
There are many people who were excluded from other classes and took the initiative to apply to join Class 20.
The wall of honor in Class 20 is surrounded by family members.
Ranked last in hosting senior high school students throughout the year.
"Brother Yang, when I climbed over the wall in the morning and came in, I saw Xiao Xi and two girls. They seemed to be new here. Let me go, there is one who is very beautiful! Very white!"
Lu Yang, who was in the corner of the last row, rolled up a piece of homework paper, held it in his mouth, and said in an angry tone, "How beautiful can it be?"
Thinking of Gu Mang who stayed at their house for a day.
That face is really embarrassing.
His aura is scarier than his own father's.
Xiaopang pulled a chair and sat down, "No, Brother Yang, she is really beautiful! She has fair skin and long legs!"
"oh."
Lu Yang was not interested. He pulled up the collar of his school uniform jacket and fell asleep.
Xiaopang: "..."
Brother Yang, you will regret it!
The news spread throughout the class like wings.
There was a lot of discussion for a while.
The girl Shen Huan tilted her head and chatted with Chu Yao across the aisle, "I heard Ling Qian said that girl is very beautiful?" Chu Yao stretched his long legs across the aisle, resting his face on his hands, grinning disdainfully, "The sow is in Ling Xiao's house." Fatty’s eyes are full of gods, do you really believe what he says? He’s so beautiful, I’ll chop off his head!”
A group of people waited for the gossips to shut up angrily, losing their expectations.
Ling Xiaopang: "..."
snort! You will all regret it!
The school bell rang.
All the other classes were quiet, but Class 20 was still noisy.
Next door to Class 20, Class 19, the teacher who was in class slammed the door shut to cut off the noise.
Xi Yan teaches chemistry.
The second before entering the door, he spoke to Meng Jinyang in a pleasant manner.
As soon as I stepped into the class, it was like turning on a switch, and I became serious for a second.
The head teacher's stunt, face changing.
The voices in the class gradually became quieter.
Xi Yan put the lesson plan on the desk and smiled kindly, "We have two new students in our class. Welcome."
She tilted her head and looked toward the door.
Gu Mang had his schoolbag hanging on one shoulder, his hand in his pocket, and his school uniform in the other, and followed Meng Jinyang in.
When Meng Jinyang walked in, no one in the class reacted.
She looks okay, but not stunning.
Everyone finally believed Chu Yao's words. They couldn't believe what little fat guy said about being beautiful.
Many people just lowered their heads, thinking it was time to sleep or play.
Seeing that another girl was about to come in, Xiaopang quickly turned around and called Lu Yang behind him in a low voice, "Brother Yang, brother Yang, come on, come on."
Lu Yang, who was wearing a school uniform and covering his head, frowned and kicked his stool hard.
Xiaopang immediately got scared and didn't dare to harass him anymore.
Suddenly, the whispers in the class seemed to be swallowed up and fell into an eerie silence.
Chu Yao: Today I will perform a beheading show for everyone. Thank you for your support.
(End of chapter)