The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian raised his eyelids: "Go to listen to leaders speak one after another? And then watch dozens of students line up on stage to receive awards?"

Is there anything more boring than this?

She rolled her eyes and said, "No."

Jiang Jingchen took a deep breath and said, "Would you rather paint the wall here?"

Gu Weimian handed the brush to Jiang Jingchen's hand, then stretched out, found a tree to lean against, and narrowed his eyes: "You are the one painting the wall."

Jiang Jingchen: "..."

The man looked at the brush in his hand. It was the first time in his life that he used this brush to paint the wall.

With a calm expression on his face, he handed the brush in his hand to the security guard at the side, "You brush it.

Before the security guard could say anything, Jiang Jingchen took out five hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to the security guard.

The security guard took the brush, but not Jiang Jingchen's money.

"I'll do it, no money required."

After listening to Wu Dongli's words, he already understood that he had wronged a good person. How dare he accept money from Jiang Jingchen at this moment? It would be too shameless.

Jiang Jingchen sneered slightly, and when he was about to take back the money, Gu Weimian took it away.

Gu Weimian still stuffed it back into the security guard's hand: "Take it, the wall still needs to be painted, thank you for the hard work in the cold weather."

Jiang Jingchen frowned and looked at Gu Weimian displeased.

It's obviously the other party's problem, why should you give him money?

Gu Weimian knew what Jiang Jingchen was thinking, "Zhao Yueyun wants to suppress me to please her master. Others are just doing their jobs."

She and Wu Dongli really shouldn't write anything on the wall, but this matter could obviously be solved in a milder and better way, but Zhao Yueyun chose the most radical one.

She made it clear that she did it on purpose.

Jiang Jingchen's thick black eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the cold look in his eyes: "You will let her treat you like this?"

Gu Weimian smiled, "You just hold a grudge too much."

Jiang Jingchen glared at Gu Weimian, which made Gu Weimian smile even happier, "She can't get anything she wants. What she thinks is within her reach is nothing more than mirrored flowers and moonlight."

After saying that, Gu Weimian sighed softly, "I still like Teacher Zhao very much. I hope she will continue teaching happily after today."

Jiang Jingchen looked at Gu Weimian speechlessly.

Gu Weimian noticed Jiang Jingchen's expression and raised his eyebrows, "I mean what I said, okay?"

"Haha... Is it because she ignores you completely and never disturbs your sleep?"

Gu Weimian opened his eyes slightly, with surprise in his eyes, "Ah Chen, I think I want to give you a certificate of qualification as a qualified junior."

He is really getting to know her better and better!

Jiang Jingchen snorted coldly, turned around and left immediately: "Love is coming or not."

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The auditorium was buzzing with people. Although there were only about twenty people from each school competing, there were hundreds of people from all the schools in Mingzhu City combined, filling the entire auditorium to the brim.

The students from Dechang Middle School attracted a lot of people's attention when they appeared.

Just because their clothes are so uniform, they are all in small suits, with trousers for boys and pleated skirts for girls. They look energetic and impressive.

Most of the students in other schools dress more casually. After all, they are not attending classes in the school. Many people are not wearing school uniforms, but wear their own clothes, not to mention uniforms like Dechang Middle School, which are obviously carefully prepared. clothing.