After I crossed into the book, I started to counterattack

Chapter 221 Rejection
"..."

He Baidong lost his temper after being told by Lin Chaoyu's mouth like this. He sat down on the cold steps, as if he wanted to calm down, and looked up at the sky feebly.

Looking at him like this, Feng Le gently tugged on Lin Chaoyu's sleeve, reminding him not to forget what they came here for.

It's not to make He Baidong autistic.

Lin Chaoyu gave Feng Le a look of "it's all up to me".

Lin Chaoyu took advantage of the situation and sat down beside He Baidong, leaving Feng Le standing alone, she sat down after thinking about it.

three people sitting in a row
"..."

He Baidong was completely speechless, and turned his head to look at Lin Chaoyu powerlessly: "What on earth are you here for?"

Lin Chaoyu: "I just wanted to ask you, do you still want to study?"

"Do not want to."

He Baidong is very straightforward.

Lin Chaoyu was not surprised, "Why, did you just get beaten up like this?"

"I checked your grades. No. 3 in Science in the second grade of high school and No. 5 in the whole grade. The grades are good. You can pass the exam. Are you giving up like this?"

Feng Le turned to look at Lin Chaoyu, wondering when he went to investigate these things and why he didn't tell her.

"Oh, grades, are they useful?" He Baidong asked with a sneer.

"It's useless."

Lin Chaoyu nodded: "Indeed."

Feng Le opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Lin Chaoyu didn't look at Feng Le, but at He Baidong: "But if you don't have grades, you're not even a fart."

"Give me an answer. If you still want to study, I'll help you find a relationship and continue to go back to school. Even if it's not No. Middle School, you can go to other schools."

He Baidong turned his head and looked at Lin Chaoyu in surprise. He is a student. His parents ran around trying to find a relationship but failed. Can he help him?
Then He Baidong laughed at himself, yes, who is he?
He is Lin Chaoyu, a well-known celebrity and genius in the entire No. Middle School and the entire Yuncheng.

Both No. Middle School and Yuncheng wanted to rely on Lin Chaoyu to win glory and become famous. If Lin Chaoyu spoke about such a small matter, it must be a trivial matter.

He Baidong lowered his head and remained silent. After a long time, Feng Le felt his butt was frozen, so he spoke hoarsely.

"I don't want to read anymore."

As soon as he said this, both Feng Le and Lin Chaoyu looked at him in surprise, but they didn't expect him to tell the truth.

"I don't want to go back, I hate it when I think about it, and then my head hurts, and I can't read at all..."

He Baidong seemed to be looking for an excuse, and said a lot of things.

Lin Chaoyu looked at him silently, then pulled Feng Le up, and was about to leave.

"Let's go."

Feng Le was surprised: "Just left like this?"

Lin Chaoyu looked at He Baidong and sneered: "He doesn't even think about it, so why are you dragging him to death?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Chaoyu really walked out of the alley, Feng Le watched him take two steps after him, and then looked at He Baidong who kept his head down and said nothing.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Then what are you going to do in the future? Go to a vocational school?"

Even thinking about it, Feng Le felt worried about going to a vocational school despite being able to pass one of the exams.

"Do not."

He Baidong's voice was a little relaxed: "Go out and work to make money."

Feng Le frowned, looking at He Baidong, he felt quite uncomfortable. He worked so hard to make money just to be able to study, but some people gave up studying voluntarily.

Thinking of this, Feng Le wanted to leave quickly. As Lin Chaoyu said, he didn't even want to wake up, and it was useless for them to drag him.

But thinking of Yu Tingting, who was close to him, Feng Le said: "Someone has been waiting for you, and she hopes that you will be on the right track."

After hearing Feng Le's words, He Baidong looked up at Feng Le with doubts in his eyes, not knowing who Feng Le was talking about.

Seeing this, Feng Le pursed her lips, she didn't want to talk to him anymore, she turned around and left, but before she left, she thought about the idea that she was laughed at by Lin Chaoyu yesterday.

Feng Le: "Actually, according to your appearance and singing level, if you like music, you can try to participate in some singer competition music competition. If you win the championship, you will still have money. It will be easier than working for you..."

After speaking, Feng Le turned around and left.

He Baidong froze in place, looking at the background of Feng Le's disappearance, recalling Feng Le's words in his mind.

To participate in a singer competition?
Does he like music?I have liked it since I was a child, but it is a pity that after I entered high school, I was completely abandoned for studying.

Want to make money?Thinking, during these days at home, he has clearly seen how difficult it is for his parents to make money, and he wants to help them.

And he doesn't want to face the eyes of those people anymore, those contemptuous, mocking, and iron-hating eyes, who look at him like a piece of trash.

……

When Feng Le walked out of the alley, he saw Lin Chaoyu leaning against the wall with his schoolbag on one shoulder, looking at a pair of long and slender legs.

cough cough...

Feng Le: "Why are you waiting for me here?"

Lin Chaoyu stood up straight, and cast a glance at Feng Le: "Should I go home and wait?"

Feng Le touched his nose, hey, it seems that he has a bad temper.

"Then what, didn't you say that He Baidong doesn't want to, and we can't force him." In the end, it turned out that Feng Le was comforting Lin Chaoyu.

Feng Le: "He didn't listen this time, let's give him another chance next time."

Feng Le: "Don't waste your thoughts in vain, don't be sad, come, I'll treat you to baked sweet potatoes!"

Looking at Feng Le's shining eyes, Lin Chaoyu was discouraged, why did he put so much effort into it?He is not angry for himself, he is angry for Feng Le.

I've been thinking about it for so long, and I wanted to pull someone over, but in the end, the person just didn't show face and didn't reach out, tsk, what kind of thing is this.

Lin Chaoyu: "The sweet potatoes are too dry."

Feng Le thought for a while: "Then treat you to ice cream!"

Lin Chaoyu: "Eating ice cream in winter, do you think I have a stomachache?"

……

This Christmas, the business of the online shop was really good, so busy that the four-cents had sparkling eyes and excited faces.

Seeing Feng Le coming to help, he quickly waved, "Come on, girl, come and take a look, is this list enough?"

Feng Le took a closer look, and there were indeed many, with a smile on his face, very satisfied.

Although Christmas has passed, the business has not stopped these days. Although it is not as good as the Christmas days, it is much better than others.

Feng Le knew in his heart that this online store had been revitalized by them, and it had already gained a foothold. After checking the ranking, it was very high on the search page.

Huang Mao and Zi Mao were writing the courier slips in a fluttering fashion. At this time, the courier slips were all handwritten, and then they were pasted one by one.

Feng Le thought for a while and said, "We should also add two computers."

Huang Mao immediately raised his head and looked at Feng Le in surprise: "Really?!"

Zi Mao was also a little surprised. These days, a computer is not cheap, it costs tens of thousands.

They didn't know if they made so much money in this store.

(End of this chapter)