I just want to be self-reliant

Half of the classrooms are Wei Pei students majoring in energy.

Whether it is the children of family members in the petrochemical and electric power sectors, or the lucky ones who have paid a lot of money to ensure that they can enter the energy industry.

Economic conditions are generally better.

And still the same sentence, in the end, you have to rely on this kind of higher vocational education to get a diploma in the energy industry, and your grades are definitely not good.

There are even a lot of bastards from childhood to adulthood.

Even if they just came to this unfamiliar new environment, after two or three days, it is easy for them to eagerly hope to become the king.

Let's take this particularly unpleasant Cantonese boy.

It's so beautiful.

Zhao Dezhu didn't know that a storm was brewing.

As the teacher started class, he opened the textbook in front of him, and found helplessly that he still had nothing to do with reading.

This is not a question of hard work or not, it is purely a physiological reaction.

He yawned as soon as he picked up the book.

He tried his best to listen to the lecture by himself, and even pulled his thighs hard to refresh himself, but he still couldn't bear the heavy drooping of his eyelids.

As soon as she lowered her head helplessly, she saw that Shen Jianing was already lying on the table and had a meeting with Sleepy God. Her pink lips even showed signs of reflection, and she would lick her tongue from time to time.

Zhao Dezhu almost laughed out loud, and turned his head to look this way.

Li Yuanyuan was also bored and put her chin on the table, grabbed a pen and drew a jeweled princess shape on the brand new textbook.

Her face is round, it looks more cute and cute from this angle, I feel Zhao Dezhu turned his head, looking at him with pouting mouth and wide watery eyes, flickering his long eyelashes to tease him.

If it were a young eighteen-year-old boy, he might be fascinated by it.

Zhao Dezhu casually grabbed a book and put it on his face to block it.

Looking around, it can be said that most of the students are not interested in learning. It may be because of the freshness of the first university cultural class that they can come, and they can continue to sit because of this beautiful girl who is so beautiful and delicious.

A lot of eyes were looking here, and by the way, Zhao Dezhu noticed that a group of boys in the distance looked at him very unfriendly.

Didn't Qin Di, who majored in energy before, already reminded him.

Zhao Dezhu smiled and didn't take it to heart, the little boy thought that fighting and killing was useful.

Li Yuanyuan was so bored that she wrote on the page: "Hi, I'm Yuanyuan from the small class, kid, what's your name?"

childish!

Zhao Dezhu wrote back: "Call me Dad!"

Then he began to think about how much his foreign wine business would cost, who to buy wine from, and he knew who had channels in this area in his previous life, and he seemed to have heard someone boast that seventy to eighty thousand yuan would be enough.

The business is small, but the future is promising.

Zhao Dezhu, who has high eyes and low hands, thinks so... Hey, it's not young!

He suddenly felt the elasticity in his arm, turned his head to see Li Yuanyuan quietly hugged his arm and whispered, "Dad!"

Zhao Dezhu was called father on special occasions, so he trembled in fright and wanted to pull his hand out.

The movement was a little louder, and there were several light cough reminders from around, and they were all watching.

Li Yuanyuan was not afraid, and directly handed out her book to share the text.

Then there was a suppressed smile all around.

I just think that squad leader Zhao is too unreasonable to play cards, which is interesting.

Zhao Dezhu still wanted to twitch his arm.

Li Yuanyuan squeezed and whispered: "My mother brought me up since I was a child, and I never called him Dad. How do you know?"

Zhao Dezhu's heart is full of shit, is this all right?

I'm afraid it's not rebirth, but lighting up the skill tree of flirting with girls?

Past life... But thinking about it, I really put all my energy on eating, drinking and having fun in my previous life.

So just like the girls I met in the night market, each of them would show a bunch of tragic life experiences, Zhao Dezhu not only was not moved, but wanted to laugh.

Just pat the paw on the arm and do whatever you like.

Regardless of the familiar touch, he continued to think about his own affairs.

In the textbook, he draws wine jars, pots, funnels and so on. He has visited such workshops. It is very simple. The problem lies in the amount of alcohol.

A few guys work for hours on end and get drunk on the smell of alcohol that fills the room.

Gotta get some better gas masks?

Then buy the best one. He has no concept of cost. If the business is completed, hundreds of thousands or millions will roll in. Does he care about this?

This is standard thinking for people just starting out in business.

Zhao Dezhu is also inevitable.

In his last life, he made a lot of investments, but he always paid for it and asked someone to do it, and after a while, he was told that the loss was over...

This time he wants to do everything himself.

Thinking seriously, he didn't even care about the extra weight on his arms.

Li Yuanyuan just leaned on his arm like that, and her bright eyes looked at the crooked things in the textbook, and gradually became a little misty.

Gao Yuxin, who was also bored in the front row and looked back, saw it, her eyes widened in surprise and she whispered: "Isn't it? You just..."

Zhao Dezhu was steady: "I'm thinking about something, don't disturb me."

Gao Yuxin looked at him, as if he believed it again, but Li Yuanyuan's behavior was too strange.

The chubby girl rubbed her eyes lightly, and finally whispered: "What is this, a chemical experiment?"

Zhao Dezhu shook his head without speaking, and continued to tap his fingers to think.

Li Yuanyuan didn't ask any questions, and actually kept this reliance until the end of get out of class.

The teacher just finished talking and took a fifteen-minute break.

With a bang, the golf class became lively first.

Girls all pay attention to their manners to the outside world, but as long as they cross this line, they are just like concubines, with their mouths broken to death.

"Oh, Yuanyuan, I don't see that you are the most ruthless!"

"Should I be called the monitor's wife or sister-in-law?"

"Obviously the monitor of all of us, now it becomes your own?"

"Li Yuanyuan! You're so mad at me, I'm still waiting to confess my love after class..."

"Gao Yuxin, are you joking?"

Gao Yuxin really smiled and stood up: "I put my words here, I like Zhao Zhao's type very much, Yuanyuan, are you sure you want to fight with me?"

In his previous life, he had never been caught in such bloody rivalries and jealousy. Zhao Dezhu was about to burst out laughing, and took off the soft palm on his arm: "I'm not a thing, what are you fighting for..."

It seemed that something was wrong when I said it, and the girls laughed.

Then Shen Jianing woke up with a start, her eyelids were flushed from sleep, and then she comfortably stretched out her little pink tongue to lick around her lips, clicked twice, inexplicably: "Hey, what are you guys laughing at?"

Being beautiful has this advantage, and any action can also have the lazy freehand brushwork of the beautiful woman sleeping in spring.

Zhao Dezhu looked at her: "It's okay, it's okay, you continue to sleep."

The girls laughed again: "Are you too proficient at this?"

Only then did Shen Jianing wake up: "Oh, get out of class is over..."

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps nearby, and seven or eight boys stood on the steps of the aisle with unfriendly expressions: "The one surnamed Zhao, if you have the guts, come out and say a few words."

Zhao Dezhu dismissed this childish behavior of the little rooster spreading its wings vigorously: "Who the hell are you? If you tell me to go out, I will go out. How shameless I am."

Immediately, there was an outburst of arrogance among the other party: "I don't like you! What the hell are you!"

The girls panicked again for a moment, and many girls backed away, but Gao Yuxin immediately moved forward: "Smack me! If you have the ability, hit me first. If you don't, you're a grandson!"

It can really drive several girls to squeeze together to block the front.

Shen Jianing originally panicked and hid back, but just leaned into Zhao Dezhu's arms, and she immediately relaxed when she met him, because she felt that she was worth relying on.

So Zhao Dezhu held her shoulders and turned her to face her back, which made her look even taller.

In fact, Zhao Dezhu was lying in his heart, when did I become a coward who wanted to hide behind girls?

So he slapped Gao Niu'er directly on the shoulder: "You are so sick, how can a woman be so brave in such a thing?"

This is really a difference in regional culture. Women in eastern Guangdong are hardworking and restrained, while girls in Jiangzhou are soft and tender when they are gentle, but they are basically hot and violent when they are provoked.

He faced it with the attitude of his hometown, but in the end, Gao Yuxin opened his backhand and didn't even look at him: "WCNM, stop pretending to masturbate in front of me, let's have fun by ourselves, do you want to be numb and pleasing to the eye?"

These words instantly ignited the women's army, and suddenly there was a lot of curses: "Get away! What kind of calculations are the turtles, I have seen it in the third grade of elementary school!"

"That's right, I hate this kind of treasure the most. I can't see that other people have a good relationship with girls, so I just clean them up..."

"I'm afraid this is campus bullying. Don't be afraid, monitor, we will support you!"

Even Shen Jianing grabbed Zhao Dezhu's sleeve and poked her head in contempt: "You're weird!"

Li Yuanyuan became eccentric: "People are different, how red are the flowers, how many are you, I think they are all little caterpillars..."

Everyone fell silent, and then burst into laughter together.

The faces of those people were pale and red.