Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Wu Lei, who was ignored on the side, looked at Wen Qiye and then at Mo Ling.

At this moment, he felt a little bright.

Hey?

Hi?

hello?

Wu Lei couldn't help but wave his hands, wanting them to notice his presence.

He's such a big guy, how could you ignore him so completely?

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Wu Lei couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Then, pick up your phone and start transferring money.

He just couldn't put in so many zeros in the transfer amount.

He also wants to save some of his pocket money this month to buy a basketball signed by a famous basketball star.

But this dilemma did not last too long.

He also transferred 10,000 yuan like Wen Qiye.

He had already made up his mind that at worst, when he got home, he would just roll around and do the duck dance in front of his mother.

Although it damages his cool guy image, when it comes to money, he is willing to be a grandson.

The message alert interrupted their conversation.

Mo Ling looked at her phone and found that it was a transfer from Wu Lei.

"You have...."

"It's almost time for morning reading. It's time to go back to the classroom."

Wen Qiye's voice suddenly sounded, and then he picked up the lunch box beside him.

"I'll send this to you once it's cleaned."

"Oh, okay. I'll go back to the classroom then."

Mo Ling looked at the time. It was almost eight o'clock.

I didn't expect time to pass so quickly.

She hasn't done anything yet.

Such a long time has passed.

"Then I'll go back to the classroom."

"Hey...I still..."

Wu Lei was still waiting for Mo Ling to ask him what food taboos he had.

Can bear fruit....

He only saw Mo Ling carrying his schoolbag and leaving without looking back.

"No, am I so unimportant?"

Wu Lei looked at Wen Qiye and pointed at himself in disbelief.

It’s also 10,000 yuan.

Why is the treatment different?

"Aren't you known as the biggest foodie in the world? Is there anything you won't eat?"

"That's right. But I...wait, no, something's wrong."

Wu Lei looked Wen Qiye up and down.

"Tell me the truth, do you have any hidden thoughts?"

"I'm just an ordinary high school student, what can I think about?"

"If I have to say what I am thinking, it is to study hard and get into a good university."

"Don't try to fool me. We grew up wearing the same underwear, how could I not understand you?"

"You seem to be gentle to everyone, but in fact, you keep your distance from everyone."

"When did you become so easy to talk to and so loving?"

"Ten thousand dollars? You transferred the money without blinking an eye. This is not like you normally."

The more Wu Lei talked, the more he felt that Wen Qiye was different, very different from usual.

"Also, I winked at you just now, and you clearly saw it all, but what was the result?"

"Do you know that your choice negates the tacit understanding between us brothers for many years?"

Wen Qiye picked up his schoolbag and the empty lunch box, preparing to wash them later.

"I say you are smart. Look, now you have learned how to analyze."

"You're stupid. You've been analyzing for so long but still haven't gotten to the point."

Wen Qiye sighed slightly and looked at Wu Lei with a look that said 'the son is not doing well and the old father is worried sick'.

"You added her QQ so early?"

"Don't you ever think about why a 16-year-old girl would set up a stall?"

Wen Qiye's words made Wu Lei shut up.

He is not stupid, it's just that before, the relationship between him and Mo Ling was the purest relationship between a boss and a client.