Reject The System A Thousand Times And Start A Perfect Life

Early the next morning.

Wang Yue saw Hu Qianhao coming to class with his panda eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Did you steal the cow at night?"

Wang Yue asked.

Hu Qianhao had a gloomy expression: "I confessed my love to An Ran last night."

"Confess your love on the first day we met? It's really you."

Wang Yue asked again: "The result?"

According to Wang Yue's understanding of the tea girl, she would definitely not refuse directly, but kept giving Hu Qianhao hope, which ultimately made people despair. In short, she was not proactive, refused, and irresponsible.

"As a result, she replied with a number."

"I racked my brains and thought about it all night, but I couldn't figure out what this number meant."

Wang Yue had a strange expression: "What number?"

Hu Qianhao: "6."

"puff."

Wang Yue couldn't help laughing out loud.

This tea girl seems to be very angry with herself, to treat the fish in her fish pond like this.

"Brother Yue, what are you laughing at? Do you know what it means?"

Hu Qianhao looked at Wang Yue puzzled.

"look."

Wang Yue gave a thumbs up: "Does this look like 6?"

"Fuck!"

Hu Qianhao suddenly realized, his eyes lit up: "You are still smart, Brother Yue, why didn't I think of it?"

"So, I said so much, is she praising me?"

"I understand!"

"Anran must have seen my sincerity and wanted to see my actual actions. I thought I had no chance."

"Now it seems that the opportunity is great!"

"See if I can't lick you to death!"

Hu Qianhao's amazing brain hole made Wang Yue amazed.

Sure enough, invisible brain supplements are the most deadly.

Facing Hu Qianhao who is addicted to dogs, Wang Yue said let him go.

Lick the dog lick the dog until nothing is left.

Today's first class is still history class.

Zuo Yue walked in briskly, with a faint smile on her face.

It can be seen that Zuo Yue is in a good mood today.

"Students, tell me one thing."

Zuo Yue patted the podium, and the noisy classroom became quiet.

"Is there anyone in our class who can write calligraphy?"

Facing Zuo Yue's questioning, many people looked at a boy.

This boy has a pointed mouse face, and his unsmiling appearance makes people feel unapproachable, but when he smiles, it makes people feel very funny.

This person is Yang Dong, one of the souls of the first class.

The surname Yang is rare.

Yang Dong is also a maverick guy.

He is different from ordinary boys. Ordinary boys like pretty girls like Qiao Zixuan, An Ran, and Zhou Fangfang.

And Yang Dong likes to play with those girls with the lowest looks, and he has a lot of fun. He once said that ugly girls have more beautiful hearts, so he also has a nickname - Ugly Killer.

In addition, Yang Dong's most popular calligraphy is his excellent calligraphy.

In addition to being good at hard-tipped calligraphy, his calligraphy is also outstanding in the school, and he has won awards, which is why everyone looks at him when he mentions calligraphy.

Yang Dong remained expressionless, turning a blind eye to everyone's gaze, but slowly raised his hand.

"Okay, is there anything else besides Yangdong?"

Zuo Yue asked with a smile.

"Teacher Zuo, I... I will too."

At this moment, a female voice sounded like a mosquito.

Everyone turned their attention to the girl.

However, there was no surprise.

This girl's name is Wan Mengdie, she is a well-known introverted girl in the class, the kind who blushes when she talks to boys.

However, contrary to her personality, she has a very bold calligraphy. Everyone knows that she is good at hard-tipped calligraphy, and it doesn't seem so surprising if she can write calligraphy.

"Okay, Wan Mengdie and Yang Dong have raised their hands now, is there anyone else?"

Zuo Yue encouraged with a smile: "It's a good thing, everyone actively participates. Of course, those who are half-baked or who don't know how to do it at all should not join in the fun."

"I can do it too!"

Hearing that something good happened, another boy raised his hand.

Everyone was a little surprised this time.

"Zhang Tao can also write with a brush? I haven't seen it before."

"Hahaha, he plays with girls all day long. I thought he could only knit sweaters and turn floral ropes."

"Zhang Tao's handwriting is okay, but I don't know calligraphy."

Zhang Tao is also one of the celebrities in the first class.

The reason for his fame is simple, he gets along with girls and doesn't like to play with boys.

He also knows all the interests and hobbies of girls like the palm of his hand, in his own words - he only hates having a boy!

Facing the discussion of the crowd.

Zhang Tao rolled his eyes: "Who do you look down on? I have also practiced brush calligraphy for several years, okay?"

"Okay, now there are three people, is there anyone else?"

Zuo Yue asked again.

Wang Yue raised her hand slowly, how could such a good thing be missed?

He knew what the good thing Zuo Yue meant.

Campus Calligraphy Contest!

The final winner has a bonus of 5000 and a reward of +20 conduct points.

Although the conduct points seem to be useless, the money is real.

In her previous life, Wang Yue also participated in the competition.

But in the end, I didn't even get a consolation prize.

Yang Dong won the runner-up and awarded a pen worth more than 1,000 yuan.

Wan Mengdie took a consolation prize, a pencil case.

Zhang Tao and Wang Yue got nothing.

As for number one.

Thinking of that girl, Wang Yue is still a little surprised.

Shen Mushi.

A very bookish girl whose appearance is just one adjective: awesome!

In terms of appearance, she should be similar to Qiao Zixuan, but after becoming more bookish, she is like a fairy in a painting, making people feel a sense of hope and elusiveness.

Her calligraphy is also awesome.

It should be top notch for students.

After Yang Dong saw Shen Mushi's calligraphy, he was so impressed that he almost kowtowed to Shen Mushi on the spot.

In her previous life, Wang Yue was also one of those people who were convinced.

"Shen Mushi, this time, it's time for me to surprise your life."

Wang Yue thought to herself.

Many people were shocked to see Wang Yue also raised his hand.

Because Wang Yue is really quiet, and his handwriting is not very good-looking at ordinary times. It can only be said to be quite satisfactory, and no one thinks that he can write calligraphy.

"Why did Wang Yue raise his hand? Can he write with a brush?"

"He's a shit, he's a badass basketball."

"Hahaha, writing with a brush is something for a cultured person, not a barbarian like him."

"Wow! Wang Yue can write calligraphy, I love it even more!"

"As expected of my male god!"

Those who step on are basically boys, and those who hold are basically girls.

Qiao Zixuan looked at Wang Yue, her eyes were shining.

She did not doubt Wang Yue's strength at all.

As long as Wang Yue says he will, it must be the best.

But what's the matter with feeling a little proud?

Zuo Yue was also a little surprised, but still said with a smile: "It seems that our class is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I don't usually know if I don't ask, but I'm shocked when I ask."

"Anyone else sign up?"

No hands were raised this time.

Zuo Yue nodded and said, "Since there's no one left, I'll just say it straight."

"This afternoon, the school held a campus calligraphy competition. The first place will get a bonus of 5,000 yuan, and the conduct points will be +20; the second place will be a Parker pen worth 1888, and the conduct points will be +10 points; +5 points."

Zuo Yue said with a smile: "The prizes are very rich, I hope you can bring glory to the class!"

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard Zuo Yue's words.

5000 ah! That's a lot of money in this day and age!

The rewards for the second and third place are also very generous.

Yang Dong's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, he decided on the 5000! Just use this money to cure own moon face.

Hu Qianhao enviously said: "Fuck, if I knew I had signed up, I just don't know if there is a participation award?"

"You still have time to sign up."

Wang Yue said with a smile.

Hu Qianhao shook his head: "Forget it, forget it, I know how many catties I have, Brother Yue, come on, I believe you can win the championship! Although I have never seen you write calligraphy, hahaha."

"Okay, class starts now. Please open your textbooks. Today we will study "The Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895."

Zuo Yue patted the podium, and the classroom suddenly became quiet.