The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 275 The Ladies Clothing Boss Sick Reader vs Healing Sick Writer

[User Little Strawberry rewards you with 20000000 starting line coins].

Fu Wan: "..."

Is this the legendary rich man?
20 RMB! ! !

This time Fu Wan didn't have time to send a message to Little Strawberry, when the mobile phone QQ rang by itself, it was Little Strawberry who sent the message.

Starting line-Little Strawberry: [Big brother, pay attention to rest, you can have less and more]

Starting Line-Little Strawberry: 【Cute.jpg】

Fu Wan: What kind of fairy reader is this, and he is so soft and cute.

Xiao Qiao is not a bridge: [Thank you, you also consume rationally! 】

Xiao Qiao is not a bridge: [If it's a rich woman, pretend I didn't tell you, just smash it! ! ! 】

Damn, who doesn't love money.

Especially for Fu Wan who is as poor as he is now, the card is only five hundred and thirty-eight cents, today is the first of this month, and 500 yuan is just one month's meals, which is really embarrassing.

No wonder Su Qiaoqiao makes instant noodles every day.

Thinking of this, Fu Wan looked at the 20000000 tipping on the screen, beamed with joy, and extravagantly ordered a 29 fried chicken takeaway for himself.After ordering and seeing that there were only 400 remaining balances, Fu Wan seriously opened [-].com and started looking for a part-time job.

These days, it is really difficult to rely on writing to make ends meet.

Although Little Strawberry has tipped so much, the contribution fee for the tip will not be issued until next month, so she can't make it through with the 400 yuan.Fu Wan searched and searched, and finally chose a part-time job.

Go to the university one stop away from the bus stop to take the class.

It costs 25 yuan for two classes, and with a computer, you can earn 100 yuan a day by doing nothing, which is wonderful.

The next day Fu Wan woke up early, at twelve o'clock in the morning.As a dead house, Su Qiaoqiao hadn't gone out for a long time. Fu Wan had no choice but to wash her hair, put on a facial mask carefully, and even put on a light makeup before going out.

She picked up two orders online before going to bed, and the 50 yuan for the afternoon was reserved.

It was the first time she looked at the girl in the mirror. Her complexion was not very fair, she had a few small freckles on her face, her lips were very light, and she looked a little pale.Her jet-black hair was draped down, her eyes were somewhat covered by air bangs, and she was wearing a long off-white dress, looking taciturn.

When not laughing or making trouble, he looks dull and a little obedient.

So Fu Wan sneered at himself in the mirror, but it looked awkward, so Fu Wan returned to his obedient and silent expression.Personality does change appearance, but although Fu Wan is naive, he is still very closed to the outside world.

Therefore, it has not changed much from the original body in memory.

After Fu Wan finished packing, he put his laptop on his back and went out.

The first big class was an open class, and the entire auditorium was crowded with people. Fu Wan answered on behalf of that classmate at the first roll call, and then turned on the laptop and started typing.

But when he knocked and knocked, Fu Wan felt that something was wrong.

She turned her head abruptly, and in the back row, three college girls with aunts and smiles on their faces were staring at her screen, seeming to be enjoying themselves.

At a certain moment, Fu Wan felt that he was about to die socially.

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But thinking that the few students behind him didn't know him, Fu Wan continued to let himself go.When she was typing, she was very devoted, and half of her whole body seemed to be immersed in a different world.

Unbeknownst to Fu Wan, a young man in a black shirt and gold-rimmed glasses quietly set his gaze on her computer screen behind him, and then began to size her up.

The girl's fingers flew like flying when coding, and her originally taciturn and plain facial features seemed to be able to shine.

Fu Wan kept typing until the end of the second small class, then put away the computer and walked to the laboratory building of the next-door college with the computer on his back.It wasn't until he walked into the chemistry laboratory that Fu Wan finally realized something was wrong.

This is an experimental class.

Fu Wan: "..."

stimulate.

The teacher looked at Fu Wan suspiciously, and suddenly said, "Student, are you here to substitute?" Before Fu Wan could speak, the teacher continued, "There is no such student in our class. Tell me, who is looking for a substitute?"

The teacher's sharp eyes scanned down.

It was also the first time Fu Wan met a teacher who could remember the faces of the whole class in college, and he was speechless for a while.

But only in a flash, Fu Wan said, "I went to the wrong classroom."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

The teacher adjusted his glasses, "Wait, you didn't bring any books at all, or did you come in by looking at the classroom number, and you went to the wrong classroom?"

Fu Wan almost collapsed on the spot.

It was obvious that the teacher was a notoriously pedantic and very strict teacher.Moreover, I really hate such things as substituting a class. I feel that such behavior is very disrespectful to myself, and it seems that I don't intend to take it lightly.

Fu Wan was very embarrassed for a moment.

Suddenly, someone opened the door and walked in, glanced at Fu Wan, and said, "You're here, go and sit at the back."

The teacher's eyes fell on the man, and Fu Wan subconsciously looked over. The man was slender, with elegant and exquisite features, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his snow-white face, and his black shirt was ironed without any wrinkles.

"Teacher, this is mine..." He paused, "Friend."

The teacher looked at Fu Wan for a while, and at this moment, a classmate came sprinting at a speed of [-] meters from the corridor, "Report!"

"Sit back and don't interfere with classroom discipline."

Fu Wan couldn't advance or retreat, but the embarrassment was finally relieved by three points, she turned around and sat down behind the last test bench without saying a word.Several students looked at her curiously, and even a boy came to talk to her.

"Are you Zhang Li's friend?" The boy's gossipy eyes fell on Fu Wan.

Fu Wan shook his head with difficulty, "I'm actually a substitute."

"Then you are really unlucky." The boy laughed and explained: "Under normal circumstances, most of Professor Li's classes are taught by Senior Zhang Li as a teaching assistant."

Fu Wan remained silent, then she was really unlucky.

But that guy named Zhang Li seems to be a pretty good guy.

Fu Wan thought about it, but she didn't have the guts to take out her laptop and type. After all, it would be awkward to type with a laptop alone in a small class, not to mention that everyone around her was walking around doing experiments.

Fu Wan sat there very honestly, waiting for the old professor to finish explaining the theoretical knowledge and points to pay attention to before turning around and leaving.

Along with Fu Wan, the students in the entire classroom were also relieved.

Fu Wan silently took out his notebook and started to enter the code word page.At this moment, someone behind Fu Wan patted her on the shoulder, and Fu Wan was so frightened that he closed the notebook with his backhand.

Zhang Li walked out from behind Fu Wan, and said calmly: "Student, don't interfere with the students' class."

Fu Wan was stunned, thinking that she should slip away.

At this moment, the classmate who asked Fu Wan to take over as a substitute sneaked over quietly and said in a low voice: "Student, I'm sorry, I'll treat you to dinner later." After speaking, he grabbed Fu Wan's hand and said solemnly: "I heard that Yes, I am very sorry about this, you must wait for me after class."

After finishing speaking, he slipped away quickly, afraid that the old professor would come back and see her.

PS: I heard that you all think that Cai Yu’s prototype is me while being a master of learning while being a little god, but Su Qiaoqiao’s prototype is me (狗头)
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