My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn’t Need Any Comforting

At this time, Qiao Shao had no idea what was happening. He was thinking of reviewing what he learned in the morning while he was taking a lunch break.

Confucius was right when he learned something new.

He was flipping through the book and Chen's cell phone rang.

Qiao Shao didn't take the matter seriously, and continued to ponder this kind of lingering physics problem.

Chen Xu picked up his phone and picked it up by the window: "Mom, I'm ..."

The next second, Chen's voice was raised: "What!"

Qiao Shao looked up and looked a little worried: what's the matter, Chen v. Something happened at home.

Wei Jiayu, who went to bed to play the game early, was also startled, and looked dissatisfied at Chen.

Chen Xu was completely in a state of surprise: "Impossible, why ... how can there be such a big red envelope from parents?"

Hearing here, Qiao Shao's heart flickered, and he had a vague feeling.

Can't ...

He then ordered his dad to keep a low profile ...

Comrade Da Qiao can't be so pitted!

Chen Xu hung up the phone and took a breath after looking at the phone.

Qiao Shao couldn't read the book anymore and asked, "What's wrong?"

After Chen Su stayed for three seconds, he showed his mobile phone to Qiao Shao: "Someone sent a red envelope in the parent group, my sister took my mother's mobile phone to play, accidentally opened it, and ..."

Qiao Shao saw the nickname—the old man in the mountain.

It's his dad! !! !!

Chen Xu's words were finished: "My sister grabbed two thousand yuan."

Qiao Shao almost lost his breath.

This is too mysterious, Wei Jiayu stunned, he said: "Your class is still so stupid."

Even the parent group of their class sends up to one or two thousand.

The parents of the senior class, so don't take money as money.

Qiao Shao was full of feelings that he had finished his career. Dong Gao's career was going to be cold, and Chen Xu was going to black him out.

Until Chen Xu came to the sentence: "... I don't know who the parents are, and I'm not mistaken."

Qiao Shao's heart beat, as if the drowning man who had caught the driftwood, hurriedly said, "I, I go ..."

He stammered. "I'll call my dad so he doesn't rush."

He took the cell phone to get out of the door and quickly dialed the dad's trumpet.

At a glance, Assistant Chen looked at the young master and calmly answered the phone: "Shao Shao, Joe is always in a meeting. It was me in the group just now ..."

"Uncle Chen?" Qiao Shao understood half of it!

Chen Yun said: "General Qiao instructed me to say hello to the crowd at home, saying it was to be low-key, so I only issued a small red envelope."

Qiao Shao now understands everything.

Only 8888 was issued, which is indeed low-key, but the problem is ...

Comrade Da Qiao, you are always busy. Can you make things clear?

as well as……

Chen v. Sister is so lucky, you have a quarter of more than 150 people!

Qiao Shao couldn't take care of this anymore, and quickly said to Chen Ye: "Listen to me, Uncle Chen, I hang up and you immediately leave the group. Whoever joins you will ignore it!"

Chen froze.

Qiao Shao emphasized positively: "Please do it, otherwise I will be finished!"

This remark was too serious. When Chen Ye arrived at this position, he was most adept at scrutinizing words and words. He heard Qiao Shao's seriousness and immediately said, "Okay, I'll leave the group."

After Qiao Shao hung up the phone, he found that there were no "old men in the mountains" in the group.

He naively thought he had escaped.

Qiao Shao looked at the WeChat group already bombed.

In fact, in this kind of parent group, parents often send a small red envelope, such as ten or eight, to rush to play together.

Teachers will never **** them, but parents don't care. If you are bored, you can **** my hair and also connect with feelings.

Although there are only forty-nine students in the freshman class, there are more than 150 parents and students in the parent group, plus teachers.

At this moment, it was a meal again. Many people were okay. When they saw a red envelope in the WeChat group, they ordered it casually.

Then ... stunned!

The group has already had a heated discussion.

"How is this going?"

"Which parent sent it, so generous?"

"Is it made by a child at home?"

In the blink of an eye, the red envelope has been taken for most of the time, and someone calculates the amount: "It's six thousand already. How much is it?"

Others said, "I saw such a big bag for the first time ..."

Others asked, "Isn't the WeChat red envelope an upper limit of two hundred?"

Another popular science: "It is an individual's limit on personal red envelopes. There are many WeChat groups and the upper limit is high. My husband's boss has sent 5,000 red envelopes in the company group by the end of the year."

Then a parent sighed, "Then the parent must have accidentally made a mistake."

Qiao Shao saw no one could tell who his parents were, and he eased into the dormitory.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard Chen Xu calling and said, "Mom, let's talk to the group and let the head teacher find out who the parents are. We will return the money to him."

Qiao Shao froze.

Just listening to Chen's complaint and saying, "No matter what, we can't take so much money."

Qiao Shao was panicking, and just wanted to shout, "Don't look for someone, can you charge the sealing fee for this money!"

Sitting cross-legged on the bed watching the lively Wei Jiayu glanced at Chen Xu--

Chen glasses were poor, and a little bit old-fashioned.

Chen Su hung up the phone, and Qiao Shao saw that Chen Su's mother in the group had sent a message to be returned.

As she said, quite a few parents agreed: "Yes, to find the parent of the child, we will return the money in the red envelope."

Then someone boasted about her mother, saying that she was really out of luck.

The crowd was so lively, Qiao Shao's back was full of cold sweat.

What to do, I always feel that this matter will not subside!

At this time, someone found out: "Strange, the old man in the mountain has left the group."

"Why drop out?"

"I don't know, after leaving such a big red envelope?"

This is even more suspicious. One swipe in the group is hundreds of messages, each with its own curiosity and its own statement.

At this time, the old teacher Tang appeared.

He hadn't watched the crowd originally, but some parents called him, and he hurried up to see the situation.

Tang Yu said: "Everyone is quiet, may I ask which child's parents issued a red envelope?"

Under normal circumstances, the parents of the family have changed their nicknames. For example, Chen's mother is called Chen's mother.

But the parent who issued the huge red envelope did not change his nickname.

Parents talked to Tang Yu science popularly.

"Mr. Tang, that man's nickname is the old man in the mountain. He seems to be out of the group. You can find him in the friends column.

The head teacher usually has a WeChat of all parents.

Tang Yu began to turn up the list of friends, but from beginning to end, he did not find a man named Shanzhong.

Strange, whose parents are they? He didn't add any friends?

Tang Yu said in the group: "I will go to the classroom to ask my classmates in the afternoon, and let them confirm who their family is."

Qiao Shao, who was on the sidelines, calmed down a bit. Fortunately, Da Qiao's trumpet was not reported to the organization.

Maybe I can fool around like this ...

Who knows that there is a clear person in the group, just listen to him and say, "Speaking, I seem to see the prompt to join the group."

"Have it?"

"Yes, right before the red envelope."

"Look who invited the old man in the mountain."

Qiao Shao saw this sentence as if struck by lightning.

He forgot this ...

It's getting cold!

Although there are many chat records, they can't stop everyone from patience.

The result came out-

"Qiao Shao? It's our transfer student."

The author has something to say: I wait ...

Can't wait for the nutrient solution to reach 50,000 ...

But I'm all coded by adding more, is it even better to stay tomorrow ...

After thinking about it or sending it out, humblely begging for nutrient solution, alas. 2k novel reading network