I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

The purpose of Chen Feng's coming here is not to study like most students. He is more mature and rational than most of his peers, so it is not difficult to deduce that he has some purpose to achieve in school.

It was not the first time that he said that his style of work was different from other students, but Chen Feng still went his own way and let himself go.

His actions seem to have been engraved in his bones. It's not that he doesn't want to change, but that he can't change it. Just like he is completely out of ordinary people's thinking, he actually has great doubts about many of his words.

These questions are often evidence that can reflect a person's ultimate purpose.

Just like the purpose of earning money, he himself is puzzled. If another person asks him why he is desperately earning money, then that person must have a fundamental purpose, but Chen Feng does not have it!

The increase in the cost of making a girlfriend is obviously just a tiny problem, and it can't even be connected to the root.

This kind of confusion is like a person who can't play Rubik's Cube playing Rubik's Cube. He doesn't know how to go next, so he can only twist according to the suggestions he sees.

As long as you think about it this way, Chen Feng's real purpose actually has a corner in Hiratsuka Jing's eyes.

Because I am different from others, but I want to be like everyone else, so I have such a ridiculous and sad "preparation".

"You really are not suitable for school."

"That's it..." Chen Feng didn't feel any surprise.

"but."

Taking out the ashtray and extinguishing the cigarette, Hiratsuka put her hands in her pockets: "I think you are quite suitable for me. Well, come to me later if you have any questions. I am upset when I see you now."

He waved his hand casually, and under the signal of Shizuka Hiratsuka, Chen Feng left the rooftop.

Hiratsuka Shizuka lit a cigarette again and sighed:

"Really...why do I only have problem students here..."

Before she finished sighing, Shizuka Hiratsuka received a call, and she frowned.

"Hello? Dad, let's talk first. I refuse the blind date."

"Xiao Jing...how about going to have breakfast with me on weekends? It seems like we haven't eaten together for a long time."

"Then I'll go back this weekend."

"It's not home, it's an ordinary udon noodle shop."

"Noodle... noodle shop?"

A few question marks slowly popped up on Shizuka Hiratsuka's forehead, what the hell is his father doing?

Team leader Hiratsuka who loves ramen?

Mouth area.

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ps: I stayed up late and wrote all night. I still have exams this morning and at noon. I am about to die suddenly...

Chapter 22 h s o

Although as a student, the main job of his job is to listen to the lectures, but for a weird person like Chen Feng, he actually listened carefully in this ancient Chinese class, not in a state of indifference like the previous few classes.

At first, Wu Yue thought that Chen Feng might be writing something else, but when she stretched her head like a giraffe and saw the notebook in front of Chen Feng, every useful sentence that the teacher said was very succinctly extracted , The knowledge points of this ancient Chinese class are also well recorded.

So serious!

Looking around at the rest of the class, most of you are not listening to the class, some are chatting quietly, some are eating, some are playing with their phones under the table, and even some are writing other subjects Homework assigned by the teacher!

The ancient Chinese teacher on the podium is so pitiful...

However, it is rare for Chen to listen to the class so seriously, and I must not fall behind!

After correcting my attitude, I started to listen to the lectures and do the questions following the course in May.

This question is too simple, the teacher seems to have said just now, the answer must be A! Eh? Why would you want to choose B?

This question, this question, this time will definitely not be wrong, D! Eh? Why is the reference answer A?

Twenty minutes later...

"Student Chen Feng..."

May, who was wearing glasses, called softly.

"Um?"

"I want to ask you how to do this problem."

Wu Yue, who successfully avoided the correct option for more than 20 questions in a row, was a little annoyed, but seeing Chen Feng studying so hard, she couldn't help but think about it.

Student Chen must be better than me, right?

"Okay, let me see."

After receiving May's exercise book, Chen Feng read it for about a minute, and frowned.

"Why do I feel that these four answers are all wrong?"

over...

Wu Yue covered her face. Among the four answers, even she could rule out one of the simplest answers. Student Chen also had poor subjects...

As a pragmatist, Chen Feng hadn't studied ancient Chinese characters well before, and now he had to use another language to understand ancient characters when he switched to Nihong, which really gave him a headache.

Instead of dealing with these obscure words, Chen Feng prefers to play with the pile of numbers, after all, it seems to him much more interesting.

In this ancient Chinese class, although most of the students were playing with their own, the ancient Chinese class teacher on the stage was very hard-working, because she couldn't help seeing Nakano Wuyue, who had a bad grade, listening to the class and doing the questions seriously. Chen Feng, the famous thorn in the world, is listening to lectures and taking notes!

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Sometimes Chen Feng would ask some simple questions in her opinion, but she would patiently explain to Chen Feng, and did not get angry or ignore the childish questions Chen Feng asked.

In her eyes, all students who are curious about knowledge are cute children, even if this child not only beats the teacher, threatens the teacher, and even hears that he has a strange relationship with the teacher...

But so what? He is willing to learn!

The little episode of the ancient Chinese class passed away peacefully, Wu Yue waited for him to finish writing the last notes at Chen Feng's desk before speaking.

"Student Chen, did Er Nai tell you?"

Chen Feng came earlier than her, but before she came, Chen Feng had already fallen asleep on the table, so this matter was shelved until now before she brought it up.

"Nakano-san told me that she wants to treat me to lunch, right?"