Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"water."

The two men walked up to Wen Ling and each held out a hand.

"You two are really in sync."

He opened his schoolbag and took out two bottles of water and handed them to them. Lu Che put his arm on Cheng Yu's shoulder, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water nonchalantly, then replied to Wen Ling with a smile.

"How could a strong man like me catch a cold?"

As he said this, he glanced at Cheng Yu with a smirk.

"As for him, I think it's hanging."

"roll."

Cheng Yu pulled his arm away and spoke unhappily.

"Why do you want to sit in the third row?"

Normally, she would choose a position as far back as possible. Cheng Yu looked at Wen Ling in confusion.

"If you like this seat, sit down."

Lu Che patted Cheng Yu and said, "Ah Ling, sit wherever you want. Why are you so concerned about choosing a seat?"

Cheng Yu glanced at Lu Che with a half-smile in his eyes. Lu Che choked and looked at Wen Ling with a beautiful smile.

"Come on, A Ling, I'll treat you. Let's have hot pot for lunch."

Wen Ling nodded, glanced at Su Mu who was writing something on the draft paper, stood up and followed them.

After the three of them left, only Su Mu and Song Nian were left in the classroom.

Song Nian's originally distracted thoughts were brought back to life, and the sound of the pen scratching on the paper became noticeably faster.

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"No one is being so pretentious as to say they don't eat spicy food, right? I only ordered the spicy hot pot."

Lu Che was taking orders as the five of them gathered around a round table. Next to Wen Ling sat Ji Ruozhi, a grimace on his face.

Lu Che yelled in dissatisfaction, "Ji Ruozhi, I'm treating you to hot pot, and you're looking at me with such a bitter face as if I'm mistreating you."

Ji Ruozhi wailed and hugged Wen Ling's arm, "Ah Ling, from now on I can't be in the same class with you. We can't go to the bathroom together or get water together."

Zhou Yuyang was amused. "What's the big deal? We're still in the same school."

Ji Ruozhi glared at him and said, "How can you straight men understand the friendship between us sisters?"

Lu Che chuckled, "We don't understand, but I know that if you don't pick up your chopsticks, there will be no more meat."

Ji Ruozhi sat up straight instantly, "Who dares to steal my meat?"

The steam from the hot pot rose between the five of them. Because Wen Ling skipped a grade and started school earlier, he was one or two years younger than the other four.

The few of them established friendship in junior high school and were admitted to the same high school.

When the classes were divided, Ji Ruozhi chose liberal arts so he was destined to be in a different class from Wen Ling. Lu Che's grades were at the bottom, and although he chose science, he was in Class 7. Su Yuyang's grades were also good and he was also in Class 2.

"Let's go to the arcade to play games in the afternoon. It's boring to go back to school."

Lu Che suggested speaking, but Ji Ruozhi rolled his eyes at him.

"You have the worst grades among us. It's boring to go back to school. You can't learn any knowledge."

Lu Che put down his chopsticks and snorted at her, "I'm lucky. Even if I don't study, I won't starve to death in this life."

Lu Che has an older brother, and his brother and father are managing the family business, so he doesn't need to worry about it, so he does have the capital to say this.

"I'm not going. It's so boring for A-Ling and I to play games with you guys. A-Ling, go shopping with me this afternoon."

Wen Ling had no problem and nodded.

After dinner, Ji Ruozhi took Wen Ling away first, visited a few shops and saw a backpack he liked.

Wen Ling held her chin up and looked at Ji Ruzhi and asked her if the bag looked good.

"You have enough bags of your type."

"How can they be the same? They have the same type but look different. With the painful start of school coming up, how can I comfort myself by buying a bag I like?"

Whenever a girl wants to buy something, she can always find various reasons.

The two of them finished shopping and then one of them walked back with a cup of hot milk tea.

"Huh? Ah Ling, why did you buy an extra cup?"

"I brought it for my deskmate."

She didn't know why she ordered two cups of milk tea. Now whenever she looked at the milky thing, she would think of Su Mu.

"Good, it hasn't been long since you and I were apart and you already have new little sisters."

"He's a boy, a top student at university. I'm thinking of bribing him so I can ask him questions later."

Ji Ruozhi didn't think much about it and believed Wen Ling's words.

At this time, everyone had returned to the classroom one after another. Wen Ling didn't see Zhou Yuyang and Cheng Yu, so she knew they were probably still playing games.

Then he returned to his seat with the milk tea. At this moment, Su Mu was not studying, but just staring at the table as if in a daze.

Wen Ling reached out and poked his arm, and Su Mu looked over.

Still with those doubtful eyes flashing, Wen Ling pushed the milk tea in front of him.

"Please drink."

Su Mu quickly moved back and waved his hands helplessly.

"no, I'm fine."

Wen Ling sat down in her seat, holding her chin and looking at him.

"We're desk mates now, and we'll be desk mates until the next monthly exam. Since you're such a good student, consider this your reward for asking you questions in the future."

Su Mu twirled his fingers helplessly and shook his head.

“I’m not good at studying.”

Wen Ling pursed her lips. If he hadn't told her sincerely that his grades were not good, she would have really thought he was mocking her.

"Last semester, except for the final exam, your grades dropped. Before that, whether it was the monthly exams, midterm exams, or any other exam, you were always first in the grade. You were first by a wide margin. And you're telling me that your grades are not good?"

Su Mu lowered his eyelashes in embarrassment, "Then, didn't I fail the final exam? My final score ranked last in Class 2."

Wen Ling was calm and composed. "But I heard that you didn't bring a pen to fill in the paper for the last exam, so you couldn't do well."

Su Mu was startled and quickly looked up at Wen Ling, his eyes seemed to be asking, "How did you know that?"

The last exam was English, which was full of multiple-choice questions. Even with this, he was assigned to Class 2. How good would he have to be in other subjects?

Wen Ling had a question when it came to this. "Why didn't you raise your hand and ask the teacher to help you borrow from another student?"

In the eyes of the teacher, Su Mu is the best student and the teacher will definitely be willing to help him.

Su Mu clutched the corner of his clothes and said, "I used a pencil to mark it, but it still couldn't be recognized in the end. It's the same no matter where you study."

So this is what a top student is.

Wen Ling met his soft eyes and asked, "How about milk tea?"

"Even if you don't buy me milk tea, I will still explain the problem to you."

Why is it so difficult to feed him? Wen Ling imitated him and lowered her brows.

"I just want to make friends with you. Do you not want to be friends with me so you don't drink the milk tea I bought for you?"

The boy panicked, waving his hands anxiously, "No, it's just that the milk tea is too expensive."

The young man lowered his eyelashes again, and Wen Ling waved his hand.

"It's not expensive, just a few dollars."

As soon as these words came out, the young man raised his eyes instantly, pursed his lips and looked at her with wide eyes.

This confused Wen Ling.

"what happened?"

Su Mu lowered his eyelashes again, fiddled with his fingers, puffed up his cheeks and spoke.

"Do I look so gullible?"

The slightly resentful voice was small, but Wen Ling could hear it clearly.

The young man looked up at Wen Ling again and opened his lips.

"I worked in a milk tea shop during the summer vacation."

Su Mu pursed his lips and said, "This cup of milk tea is twenty-five yuan."