Studying with the wealthy young master

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Gu Xing kicked his bad friend Song Jiaming on the stool.

Young Master Song was lying on the table eating noodles. The red chili peppers covered every gap in the noodles, tears and snot were streaming down his nose, but he continued to eat. After spilling some, Song Jiaming yelled, "Damn it! How did I mess with you, little drunk?"

The stingy classmate Gu Xun's beautiful eyes flew over, sat behind his seat, pulled out the wet pants in his pocket and threw them on Song Jiaming's lap.

Song Jiaming was still rubbing the red oil around his mouth, and he looked down in confusion, and when he saw what it was, goose bumps all over his body, and he said in horror: "I'll go! You throw this to me!" What am I doing? Are you interested in me? My mother still expects me to give her a grandson, I can't be gay!"

The tall and thin brother Hao, who was sleeping lazily on his stomach in the front seat, picked his nose and looked back at Song Jiaming's legs. When he saw what was on it, he laughed and gloated, "You know Xiao Xun's temper, are you stealing?" His underwear? Otherwise he wouldn't have thrown you hahaha."

"Is there something wrong with me stealing this?!" Song Jiaming really likes to play with Gu Xun, but everyone is almost an adult. Just kidding, but throwing this kind of thing is too ambiguous, Young Master Song trembled, and the noodles didn't taste good.

Gu Xing stared at Song Jiaming indifferently, seeing this man jumping up and down in a hurry, he immediately laughed again, put his trousers back in his pocket, and wrote a line of words: "Stop talking nonsense from now on."

"What nonsense did I say?" Young Master Song's appetite suppressed by his underwear revived, and he continued to mumble while holding the noodle bowl, with an innocent face.

How dare Gu Xun have the nerve to bring up what happened yesterday, he shook his head, wishing he could lose his memory too, and then changed the subject: "I still have to drink water at noon."

"That's a good relationship. At noon, we'll have some casual lunch at school, fetch water with you, and then sign up for the basketball club." Song Jiaming raised his eyebrows at Zhao Weihao with a big mouthful of noodles in his mouth.

Zhao Weihao didn't say anything at the moment, just turned the book around, and said to Gu Xun: "If you don't have time, don't go. I feel that you are very busy during the winter vacation."

The basketball club had a friendship competition with the foreign language school during the winter vacation. The foreign language school was a relatively well-known private school, and the tuition fee was hundreds of thousands a year, but the school was very hostile to the students in their school.

The foreign language school accepts everyone, and there is no need for recommendation letters or interpersonal relationships. Naturally, the son of any coal boss is in it. In the words of Brother Zhao Weihaohao, the people there have no self-cultivation, except for money. Only money, money is not omnipotent in their world, but power is.

"Yesterday you were away all day, and you didn't come with us this afternoon. You don't know that now is the time when the basketball club needs our brother Hao!" Song Jiaming wiped his mouth and spoke enthusiastically, "Now the basketball team Two or three of the main players quit, I heard that they were busy with their studies, and some of them quit on purpose, because Feng Zhishu, the captain of the basketball team, offended Zhong Ming, the boss of the foreign language school."

"Zhong Ming, do you know? The students who dropped out of our school beat up their foreign teachers when they were freshmen in high school, and even drove into someone while driving without a license. Knocked out."

Song Jiaming talked about the gossip Gu Xun is cute, it's all his information, he has to find out what Fang Shao doesn't know, and he has to learn more about what he knows, maybe it will be useful sometime .

"Exiting from school was also requested by some parents of students. Zhong Ming naturally had an enmity with our school long ago, and then came the important point. The captain of our basketball team is the son of the new drug product, Feng Zhishu's youngest mother is Zhong Ming. My first love sister, good guy, Zhong Ming heard that the two schools were going to hold a friendship competition, so he immediately joined their school's basketball team and gathered a bunch of his men, who were all indifferent, how many of them were there in the family? Money is so arrogant, you little bastard."

"This competition is very likely to be a group fight. There are no eyesight on the field, and it seems that they are going to target Feng Zhishu."

After explaining the ins and outs, Gu Xing was very curious, and asked by typing: "Then why does Captain Feng still participate? This is clearly not a serious competition."

Brother Hao in the front seat continued to transfer the book, and analyzed rationally: "Feng Zhishu was framed there. He is the captain and a relatively famous person in the school. Now many people know that they are going to play a game. Wouldn't it be his own initiative if he doesn't go now? Admit defeat? It will be a joke in school from now on."

"That's right, Feng Zhishu is also very face-saving." Song Jiaming said in a low voice, "I heard that Feng Zhishu invited his whole elementary school to a resort hotel when he was 12 years old. Go and persuade the main players to return to the team, but he won't go, isn't that aloof and what is it?"

Gu Xing smiled and typed: "So now the three of us make our debut?!"

"That's right! They can only have the three of us. Don't worry, Xiao Xun. Weihao and I will be the main force, so you can just make up the number. I know that your motor nerves are not developed. You can see that we can operate it. The game and Bring all the beauties back to Brother Hao!"

The book turning in Zhao Weihao's hand fell directly on Song Jiaming's head, and he said solemnly: "What beauty is not beautiful, I mainly want to play basketball."

"Yeah, yeah, we all just love basketball."

Don't mention how happy the three of them got together after talking about it. Gu Xun was looking forward to it, and he couldn't concentrate in class. For a while, he was so angry that Fang Yan, the idiot, said that he didn't go to play basketball, but was hit by basketball. In the future, I need to show Fang Yan his slam dunk skills, and after a while, he thinks of the dream this morning, what kind of ghost dream, causing him to wash his underwear and hide.

Now that I think about it, it seems that there is no need to hide the pants, right?

It's not that I haven't seen Fang Yan wash those pants. At that time, he was also very mature and didn't ask anything. Everyone is at a young age, and Fang Shao might not ask at all, so he is guilty of guilt.

The boy hammered his head in frustration, his cheeks burned with shame, and he lay down on the table to cool down.

The bored Song Jiaming saw Gu Xun like this, wrote a note, and when the teacher wasn't paying attention, he immediately threw it and smashed it on Gu Xing's head.

Gu Xun got up suddenly, thinking it was smashed by the teacher's chalk, but it turned out to be a note.

So why is his study getting worse and worse?It's just because I met Song Jiaming and Brother Hao from junior high school that it became worse!

Although there were so many thoughts in his heart, the young man naturally got along with each other. He unfolded the note to read the content: Gossip, Zhang Xu and your family, Fang Shao, got very close recently.

Looking at this line of words, Gu Xing thought of the person who had dinner with them yesterday. The person looked very ordinary, but he smiled sincerely. It is the type that Gu Xun prefers to contact.

He threw back a note: so what?

Song Jiaming replied: Just to tell you, isn't your ideal to be Fang Shao's golden secretary?You don't know who appeared next to the boss, okay?

Gu Xunhui: I know, didn't I meet yesterday?

Song Jiaming: What I mean is, that Zhang Xu is quite interesting, and has very good business ability. It is enough for a boss to have only one person with good business ability, otherwise, wouldn't it be that he will make you stand up?

Song Jiaming actually didn't want to say that, but he just couldn't help worrying, and he didn't want to be like his father who was always conspiracy theorizing, thinking of the worst in everything, but he couldn't control it, he was born like this Pessimism, he felt even more uncomfortable if he didn’t say it out, but after he said it, he was afraid that others would think he was a crow, so he regretted it the moment he threw the note on Gu Xing’s table.

He stared straight at the beautiful Gu Xing, watched the other party staring at the note for two seconds, then wrote another sentence and passed it to him without hesitation: Do you think Ah Tuan will treat him like he did to me?

Song Jiaming was stunned for a moment, wondering why Gu Xing, who eats, drinks and gossips with him all day long and has nothing to do every day, is suddenly so transparent, he replied: No.

Gu Xun: Isn’t that all right?I have been friends with Ah Tuan for more than ten years, how could Zhang Xu squeeze me out in a few days?What's more, my business ability is also very good, okay?

Song Jiaming looked at this passage, and answered the truth that in Gu Xing's eyes, he was very hot and overwhelmed: It's not about your professional ability, it's about your people. I found that Fang Shao treats you and others very badly. Similarly, you are probably irreplaceable to him.

Irreplaceable.

The young man looked at the four words, bit his lower lip, and the hand holding the pen was sweating slightly. He wanted to write something to return to the past, but suddenly he didn't seem to know what to reply.

It's too shameful, too proud, and too embarrassing to say "of course".

It's too modest to answer "no no", he just wants to answer "of course"!

The hesitant time passed by the boy's pen, and suddenly a hand reached out and took away his note. Gu Xing was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, and when he looked up, he saw the teacher's expressionless face and pointing at the door. Actions.

Oh, ok, standing still, right?Fortunately, they didn't read their chat records in public.

Punishment is really a daily operation. Gu Xun didn't take it to heart, but he didn't know that the Chinese teacher confiscated the note and was on the way back to the office. He happened to meet Gu Xun's actual guardian, Young Master Fang. After thinking about it, he stopped Young Master Fang, Give the note to Fang Yan.

Fang Shao held the note and listened to the Chinese teacher's tactful persuasion, asking him to take care of the playful little Xun who is now more and more absent-minded. He nodded on the surface, but in fact he didn't care. Why did he stay behind by accident, and made the act of voyeurism and being chatted privately that he was not proud of.

If Xiao Xun knew that he had read the note, he would definitely ignore him for a long time, and roll his eyes to the sky, but he still unfolded it a little bit, and watched a class...

It was another class break, Fang Yan took the note to call Gu Xing out of the next class, and simply said "be careful not to get caught next time" and put the little note wandering outside in Gu Xing's room again. palm of the hand.

Gu Xun stood at the door of the class for a while, then ran back to the classroom in shame, not daring to recall the contents of the note, help!He wrote something that seemed very confident on the note, and he also boasted that his professional ability was very good. Fang Yan didn't know what he would think after reading it...

I don't care what he thinks!

The boy who started to get angry again lay on the table and rubbed back and forth. Song Jiaming asked him what was wrong and he didn't say a word. He just threw the note to Song Jiaming, thinking that he would never pass the note again. This time he really quit. !

Song Jiaming subconsciously picked up the note on the ground and unfolded it, and found that it was a conversation between himself and Gu Xun, but wasn't it confiscated by the teacher?Why are you back again?

Hey, there is a striking red tick behind the four words "irreplaceable" at the end...

The author says:

Help, help, Chichi confesses, Chichi is very late these days, Chichi knelt down and apologized.

但是，今天也是可爱小醺和宠溺方少的日常呢！！感谢在2022-06-1323:53:23-2022-06-1500:26:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: the leftovers of midsummer, Wangzai Gaigai, 331 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!