I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

After the two of them had a meeting, they were still busy.

They got on the return bus.

The seat next to Lu Xing was empty. He looked around and asked Hu Zhongzhong in confusion.

"Where is Wei Qingyu?"

Hu Zhongzhong also found something wrong. The car had already started, but there was no sign of Wei Qingyu!

It was the teacher who led the team who explained.

"The school leaders value Wei very much and want to have a good chat about her future development."

Lu Xing understood.

They just wanted to say something nice to Wei Qingyu and get Wei's father to donate money and a building!

Haha!

Do you really think Wei's father is a wealthy and kind person?

Although the information Wei Qingyu gave was incomplete, Lu Xing could still guess it.

Old man Wei must believe in numerology.

He even asked a fortune teller to tell his daughter's date of birth. That's amazing. If the mother's due date hasn't arrived, will she have to have a caesarean section?

And the name Wei Qingyu is very unusual. Haicheng is by the sea, and business will prosper when it encounters water. Just think about it and you know what it means. It is probably asked to ask a fortune teller again.

Really God Gold.

This group of rich people is really sick. They have done too many bad things and become superstitious.

Seeing that there was no one around Lu Xing anyway, Hu Zhongzhong simply changed his seat and sat next to Lu Xing, and asked mysteriously.

"Master Lu, are you thinking about Wei Qingyu?"

Lu Xing closed his eyes and put his hands on his legs, looking like he was going to sleep peacefully and refused to communicate.

Hu Zhongzhong snorted and felt that he guessed right.

He thought about what Wei Qingyu said when he came here today, and still thought, why not help her?

So Hu Zhongzhong asked in a low voice: "Master Lu, what do you like about Xia Yeshuang?"

"Think about it, Xia Yeshuang has a bad temper and high martial arts value. She is just a little beautiful, but Wei Qingyu is not bad looking!"

"And Wei Qingyu is very nice to you now. You might as well talk to Wei Qingyu more. Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely choose Wei Qingyu."

Lu Xing raised his eyelids, glanced at Hu Zhongzhong, and laughed lazily.

"You picked it?"

Hu Zhongzhong smiled: "I am not your military advisor. In the show, characters like me are generally those who see through all the complexity of the world and have great enlightenment. They are handsome!"

Lu Xing put his schoolbag at his feet and hung a white puppy pendant on the zipper. He glanced at it and said slowly.

"I have my own rhythm."

Okay!

This sentence again.

Wait.

In a flash, Hu Zhongzhong's mind flashed.

Before, Lu Xing licked Wei Qingyu, and Wei Qingyu ignored him.

Now Lu Xing licked Xia Yeshuang, and Xia Yeshuang was also arrogant.

Hu Zhongzhong realized it.

Oh my god.

Master Lu is not a masochist, and he likes those who ignore him?

Fuck!

Suddenly, Hu Zhongzhong felt that he had grasped the truth of the matter, and his eyes looking at Lu Xing were full of philosophy.

He patted Lu Xing's shoulder with sympathy: "Thank you for your hard work."

Lu Xing closed his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to the lunatic beside him. He was really crazy and didn't know what he was thinking about.

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Today is rare.

Xia Yeshuang actually came to the classroom.

There is no way.

She regretted agreeing to Wei Qingyu's request when she didn't see Lu Xing in the piano room at noon.

Damn!

One noon, without Lu Xing around, she felt that the food was not so delicious.

It's really annoying.

So Xia Yeshuang came to the classroom in the afternoon.

Xia Yeshuang was bored lying on the table, blinking and staring at the hands of her watch.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.....

Why hasn't she come back yet?

"Sister Xia, what are you looking at?"

Xia Yeshuang replied unhappily: "I see why the hands are moving so slowly!"

During the holidays, the hands felt so fast that they flew.

Why does it feel like the hands are passing through days like years now!

People around her could hear that Xia Yeshuang was in a very bad mood, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

No one spoke, which made them even more annoyed.

Xia Yeshuang fumbled and took out a golden lion pendant from her bag.

Pinched the lion's face, and then pinched the lion's belly.

So cute.

Xia Yeshuang thought of how happy Lu Xing was when he got the puppy pendant, and she raised the corners of her mouth.

That's what she said!

Lu Xing will definitely like the things she gave him!

Hehe.

Xia Ye Shuang felt much better as she thought about it, and everyone around her was stunned.

Wasn't she still very irritable just now?

, why are you laughing now?

Damn it.

So scary!

In addition to Xia Ye Shuang who was waiting, everyone else in the class was also waiting.

Tomorrow is Qingming Festival.

Holiday!

The word Qingming came into Xia Ye Shuang's ears vaguely.

"Be careful tomorrow, don't run into ghosts!"

"Hehe, you are still afraid of this, are you still a materialist fighter?"

"It's better to believe it than not to believe it!"

Listening to the discussions of the people around her, the smile on Xia Ye Shuang's face disappeared.

Qingming...

Xia Ye Shuang lowered her eyes, hiding a loneliness, and murmured.

"It would be great if there were really ghosts..."

She could see her mother.

When she was a child, she was too weak and always suffered grievances from her stepmothers.

She didn't know what to do, so she could only sneak out and cry in front of her mother's grave, and sleep when she was tired of crying.

Xia Ye Shuang thought.

At that time, my mother must have been very anxious in heaven.

But it's different now.

She knows how to resist.

No one dares to bully her anymore, she will let her mother rest assured.

But, but.

Mom, I miss you so much...

Xia Yeshuang buried her head between her arms, her eyes resting on the little lion pendant.

Others thought Xia Yeshuang was asleep, and no one dared to disturb her, so they could only quietly lower the volume.

When Lu Xing returned to the classroom.

This is the scene he saw.

Almost everyone in the class had left, leaving only a little golden retriever lying on the table... sleeping?

Impossible.

It can't be sleeping.

He knew Xia Yeshuang's living habits, and this person would definitely not sleep lying on the table.

That is... crying?

Lu Xing frowned and slowly walked to the table in front of Xia Yeshuang.

Putting the crutches aside, he sat on the stool in front of the table, silently watching the trembling little golden retriever.

Really crying.

The eighth-generation stepmother is so powerful, can she make Xia Ye Shuang cry?

Impossible!

Countless possibilities emerged in Lu Xing's mind, and they were rejected one by one.

Staring at the second hand on Xia Ye Shuang's watch in a daze, a few seconds later, a flash of inspiration came to Lu Xing, and he opened his phone to check the date.

Tomorrow is Qingming Festival.

Got it.

The little golden retriever misses his mother.

Crying like this is not a good thing.

People like Xia Ye Shuang have great emotional ups and downs, but fortunately, their attention can be easily diverted.

Lu Xing quietly put a pack of paper within Xia Ye Shuang's reach.

Then he limped to the water dispenser and asked with his back to Xia Ye Shuang.

"Sister Xia! Are you awake!"

Huh?

Xia Ye Shuang, who was immersed in her own emotions, suddenly woke up.

Lu Xing is back!

She didn't want to look up, because her face was full of tears, which was embarrassing.

"Sister Xia, do you want some water? Room temperature or warm? Forget it, let's drink warm water."

Hmm?

Xia Yeshuang felt that Lu Xing's voice seemed a little far from her.

She carefully raised her tearful eyes from her arms and saw Lu Xing's back standing at the water dispenser to get water.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Lu Xing didn't see it.

Xia Yeshuang took a tissue and quickly wiped the tears from her face.

"Oh my god, I'm so thirsty. That broken school doesn't even give me a bottle of water."

Lu Xing stood at the water dispenser and drank three glasses of water. He didn't turn around until he felt that the time was almost up.

Although Xia Yeshuang's eyes were red, her expression was normal.

Lu Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Maintaining the face of the customer is the professional quality of a professional licker.

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