Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

The fake grades from Huayang High School are always the most difficult to approve.

But Chi Qinghe's case is indeed a special one.

Currently, only the class teacher Wang Xuesheng knows about this matter, and he specially asked the school’s top management for leniency.

At that time, Chi Qinghe heard Lao Chi say this in the car, and he felt inexplicably guilty.

The head teacher is a sloppy person, but I didn’t expect he is so thoughtful.

While thinking about this, Chi Qinghe didn't notice that the biology book on the side of the table was pushed by his elbow and fell to the ground with a "bang".

He shook his head, which was already a little dizzy from sleep, opened his mouth and yawned again, then squatted down to pick it up.

“…When was it inserted?”

He looked at the pile of letters on the ground that had fallen out of the biology book in confusion.

Red, yellow, purple, green... so many colors.

What are you doing?

Open the nearest dark green letter.

Unfold the stationery.

I read the long, explicit love passages with an expressionless face, and my eyelids jumped when I saw the signature was a capital "De".

He opened another blue envelope, and the last signature was - Fondre.

There was no need to unpack it any further; he could probably guess what the signatures at the end were.

The complete sentence should be -

J'ai un coup de fondre pour toi.

I fell in love with you at first sight.

Who on earth is so bored that he sends so many love letters in a row?

He didn't recognize the words on it.

It was probably a prank played by someone in the class who was bored.

He had a lot of homework to do in the evening and didn't have time to guess who was behind this mysterious act.

I picked up all the letters, sorted them out on the table, and locked them in the drawer.

The note on the pink envelope, asking Chi Qinghe to go to Class 1 to find her after evening study, was ignored because of its location.

Chi Qinghe didn't realize that he had unintentionally rejected a girl's confession.

But even if he knew, he would still reject the girl decently.

This body is young, but his soul consciousness is at least that of a mature 26-year-old male.

Looking at these students is really no different from looking at children.

He's not some pedophile.

The clock on the desk unknowingly struck one o'clock.

Chi Qinghe closed his notebook and rubbed his eyebrows up and down. The thoughts in his mind were rapidly arranged and running, stringing together the knowledge points and going over them quickly.

It has to be said that the notes compiled by Gong Huasui helped him a lot.

He lacked test question types, tips, knowledge point frameworks, etc., but through this notebook, he could absorb and understand knowledge at a more efficient speed.

If this trend continues, it will be just a matter of time before we recover our ranking.

The weather has gradually entered autumn, and the temperature at night is still a bit cold.

Chi Qinghe rubbed his cold arms, covered his mouth and yawned again.

Not daring to delay any longer, I grabbed my pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a warm bath.

When I opened the door again, Lao Chi was already asleep.

After his eyes adjusted to the darkness and he could see clearly where his bed was, he took a tentative step forward.

His movements were as quiet as they could be, but Lao Chi was still woken up.

Seeing it was him, she turned over with relief, mumbling words like "I've finished writing", "Go to bed early", "Be good", etc., and then her breathing became long and even again.

Chi Qinghe said "hmm" and climbed onto the bed. Then, without caring whether Lao Chi opposite could hear him or not, he whispered "Good night Lao Chi" before closing his eyes.

……

The next day, the weather was very good and the sun was shining warmly.

In front of the scrap yard, a very expensive car suddenly stopped. The small golden logo on the front of the car was enough to buy the money for three or four small vans behind it.

Chi Yilan was sitting in a luxury car wearing sunglasses, waiting for the driver to open the door for her.

Through the car window, she did not miss the gazes from all around her, both obvious and hidden.

Envy, jealousy, desire, no matter which one, made her vanity swell unprecedentedly. She couldn't help but puff out her chest and look at others with her nose raised.

I played cards with some rich ladies last night. I bet 30,000 yuan on each hand, but after a few rounds, I lost nearly 200,000 yuan.

She is the kind of person who values ​​money more than life. Taking out this money is no different from cutting off her flesh!

But she couldn't refuse to give it. At this card table, she was the only one who made her fortune by marrying her daughter into a wealthy family. She was the most despised person in the circle.

This dumb loss made her unable to sleep well. Fortunately, she remembered that she still had a cheap brother to take advantage of, otherwise the dark circles under her eyes would have become worse.

"Lao Chi, who is this? Looking for you?"

The customer was carrying a big bag full of plastic bottles and staring at the person getting off the car, his tone full of longing.

Chi Yu stood behind the glass table, holding a pen in his right hand and writing down a series of numbers, while handing over the money for the customer's waste with his left hand.

"My sister."

The guest asked again, "Sister?"

"Ah."

Chi Yu nodded and continued to receive the next guest, without noticing that the crowd's gazes towards Chi Yilan had changed a lot.

They are all regular customers and neighbors of the scrap yard, and they know everything about Chi Yu.

He has a good temper, good character, and is efficient at work. Most importantly, he is honest in business and never cheats on anything.

The only thing I can single out to talk about is his family affairs.

No one said a word when they heard this, especially his sister's family. They were so poor in their early years that they couldn't even make ends meet, and they clung to him, wishing to suck all his blood dry.

The family is just getting by. They are in their thirties and forties, but they still ask their younger brother for money, just like asking for monthly living expenses.

The money was not enough, and they were so stingy that they didn’t even want to pay for meals, so they asked Chi Yu to buy the food and send it over, and sometimes he even had to cook for them!

They have taken advantage of all the good things in the world, but the key is that this family still blames everything, thinking that Chi Yu earns too little and cannot support them.

Later I heard that he had become rich, and I thought Lao Chi's life would be better, but it turned out... the richer he became, the stingier he became.

Sure enough, a person's character is something that is engraved in his bones and has little to do with how much money he has.

There were too many people coming to sell scrap in the morning, and Chi Yu really couldn't spare any extra attention to Chi Yilan, this "distinguished guest", so he looked up and said.

"Sister, why are you here?"

After saying that, he went back to helping the customer calculate the weight of the cardboard.

Seeing that she was being ignored like this, Chi Yilan's face immediately fell, and she said something that seemed to be mocking and contemptuous.

"This shop isn't big, but they act so arrogantly. Even my own sister came and there wasn't even a bench to sit on."

As soon as these words were spoken, the favorability of the guests around, which was already pitifully low, dropped to the bottom.

There were two straightforward aunts who were particularly direct. When they poked her, they would say "Pooh" without any hesitation.

Everyone in this area has a very high opinion of Chi Yu, and they always greet him with a smile. They are nothing like this "low-quality nouveau riche" who speaks in a sarcastic tone.

However, Chi Yu had long been immune to his sister's behavior. When he went to the drawer under the glass cabinet to get the cash, he moved the stool out and placed it in front of Chi Yilan.

"I'll be done soon, sis, you sit here."

Chi Yilan glanced at the stool with disdain, "This broken stool is so hard, how can anyone sit on it!"

She covered her nose and peered into the scrap yard.

"It's smelly and crowded, like a slum. I don't know how people can live there."