Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Wow, it just so happens that I happen to be working in a milk tea shop of this brand during my summer vacation.

The two just stared at each other, their eyes wide open. Wen Ling coughed, then continued to try to feed him.

"You may not know how troublesome it is to explain the questions to me. I only got 80 points in math on my last final exam."

"Ah~, but the math paper on the final exam wasn't difficult."

Wen Ling was instantly choked by the words that were about to come out of her mouth. Seeing that he was simply surprised that she had only scored such a low score, Wen Ling pursed her lips.

Okay, since he is good-looking, she won't bother with him.

"Yeah, that's why I'm bad at math. I might have to ask you a lot of questions in the future, so drink this cup of milk tea, otherwise I'll be embarrassed to ask you questions in the future."

Wen Ling blinked her big eyes at him. The girl had bright features and eyes. She looked at him expectantly, making it seem like it would be a sin to reject her.

For some unknown reason, he nodded.

Why are you so stupid?

Wen Ling deftly put a straw in the milk tea and handed it to him. The warmth of the milk tea passed to the palm of his hand. Su Mu's eyelashes trembled, and he held the milk tea and drank it.

Be a good boy.

Cheng Yu and Su Yuyang came back on time.

Zhou Yuyang and Cheng Yu sat together. The classroom was noisy and the air was filled with the aroma of various snacks and milk tea.

As soon as the bell rang, their new head teacher came in. She taught them physics. She was a middle-aged woman with short hair who looked very capable. Her name was Yu Rou.

The name is gentle but it doesn't match her personality at all. She is notoriously unreasonable in school.

"School officially starts tomorrow, so everyone should focus on their studies."

Yu Rou glanced at the students in her class and frowned when she saw Zhou Yuyang and Cheng Yu sitting so far back.

The grades of these two students in the class were both very high, but No. 1 Middle School had a traditional policy of choosing seats independently on the first day of school. I was not happy with the seats they chose, but I didn't say anything in the end.

"Let's select the class leaders first. Is there anyone who would like to nominate themselves?"

"Teacher, me!"

Zhou Yuyang raised his hand for the first time.

"Teacher, I want to be the sports committee member."

Zhou Yuyang has well-developed athletic ability and is indeed suitable for this task. Yu Rou nodded.

"Is there anyone who wants to compete with Zhou Yuyang?"

Seeing that no one raised their hand, Yu Rou directly assigned Zhou Yuyang.

"Anyone want to be the class monitor?"

As the head of Class 1, I have a lot of things to take care of. The students in Class 2 have good grades, and the high school study tasks are tight, so no one wants to sacrifice their time to serve everyone.

"Since there's no one, I'll assign someone, Cheng Yu. I heard from your math teacher that you were the class monitor last semester."

Cheng Yu raised his head lazily and did not refuse.

"What about the study committee member? Is there anyone who wants to try?"

Wen Ling looked at Song Nian. This part was no different from the story. Class committee members would have some interactions with each other. This part was that when Song Nian saw Cheng Yu being assigned as the class monitor, he volunteered to be the study committee member.

As expected, Song Nian raised his hand and stood up.

"Teacher, I want to try."

Yu Rou looked at her and nodded, "Are there any other students who want to try it?"

Song Nian lowered her eyes slightly, her heart still pounding. Only she knew how determined she was to stand up.

"No, then Song Nian."

Song Nian breathed a sigh of relief. If there were still people, they would have to compete and go on stage to canvass for votes. She was most afraid of speaking in public.

The other class committee members were still selecting their members. Wen Ling turned to look at Su Mu and saw him sitting there doing math problems.

He nudged his lips and looked away in boredom.

Students in No. 1 Middle School cannot live on campus. They only have one evening study session in their first year of high school and then go home at 8 o'clock, but they have homework.

As soon as the bell rang, there was the rustling of schoolbags, and they didn't dare to move until the teacher left.

The classroom became lively only when Yu Rou disappeared from view.

"Let's go get some midnight snack."

"Eat, eat, eat, what the hell, go home and memorize some words. Didn't you hear the English teacher come over specifically to say we'll be asking about the first unit tomorrow morning?"

……

Wen Ling was also flipping through her first-year high school English textbook, her lips curled up. After all, she had been to college and had passed the CET-3500 and CET-. Even the words that had to be memorized in high school seemed to her like basic vocabulary now.

Wen Ling was packing her schoolbag when she saw Su Mu didn't move. "You're not leaving?"

Su Mu pursed his lips and gave her a shy smile, "I'll leave after I finish the questions."

"gone."

Cheng Yu came over, picked up Wen Ling's schoolbag and left through the front door. Wen Ling responded and hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, several female classmates who were still hesitating in the class couldn't help but start gossiping.

"Cheng Yu is so handsome, comes from a wealthy family, and is so kind to Wen Ling, even offering to carry her schoolbag."

"Well, they grew up together as childhood sweethearts and have a very close relationship."

"How unfair! Why didn't God give me such a handsome and good childhood sweetheart?"

"Do you think they will be together in the future?"

"That's hard to say. After all, they are both good-looking. It's really pleasing to the eye standing together."

When Song Nian walked out of the classroom, he could still hear the discussion through the wall. He took a deep breath, his eyes darkened, and he left quickly.

Before Wen Ling could even walk back to the Wen family's house, Yu Man dragged her to her house for a midnight snack.

"A Ling, drinking some milk before bed will help you sleep."

Wen Ling put down the chopsticks in her hand and quickly took it.

"Xiaoyu, you drink too. Drinking milk will make you taller."

Cheng Yu didn't like drinking milk since he was a child, and he didn't even look at the milk that Yu Man handed to him.

"No, Mom, I'm already tall enough. I don't need this to grow taller."

Yu Man looked at Wen Ling who was drinking milk obediently and then at Cheng Yu who looked resistant.

"I personally heated it up for you and brought it to you, and you still don't know how to appreciate it."

It’s true, daughters are better and more considerate.

Su Mu sat in the classroom until nine o'clock before rubbing his eyes, packing his schoolbag and returning to his uncle's house at the same time as the senior high school students.

The house of Su Mu's uncle Su Anliang is the house of the older generation of the Su family. The building is a bit old, but it is still large enough to live in.

"Xiao Mu is back."

In the living room, Su Mu's aunt Ye Wenfang and Su Anliang were sitting on the sofa watching TV. When Su Mu came back, Su Anliang greeted him with a smile.

Su Mu nodded in response.

"Xiao Mu has worked hard on his studies, so have an apple."

Su Anliang picked up the apple but before he could hand it to Su Mu, Ye Wenfang who was sitting next to him snatched it away, and a crisp snapping sound was heard.

Su Mu pursed his lips and said, "No need, uncle. I'll go back to my room first."

Even with the door closed, you could still hear the quarrel in the living room.

"What are you doing? It's just an apple."

Ye Wenfang rolled her eyes at him. "What do you mean by an apple? Has he paid for his living expenses? He just wants to eat and drink for free."

"Then Xiao Mu didn't spend a penny of your money."

The more Ye Wenfang talked, the angrier she became. "Doesn't he live in my house?"

Su Anliang also got angry, "This house is my parents' house. It was given to me for my marriage now that my eldest brother is gone."

Ye Wenfang threw the half-eaten apple at him, and the sound became louder.

"If I marry you, what can you give me is just this shabby house. With the little money you earn every month, my son and I will have to starve."