What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 139 Refused to be a "Fu Ge Demon" 07
The school bell rang on time, and Fu Chang wanted to go to the cafeteria alone like the client did before.It's just that she hadn't taken two steps away from her seat when a voice came from behind.

"Come with me at noon."

"Is it really possible, brother?" Fu Kai took a small step back, looking at Wei Qingyang with anticipation and joy.

Although Wei Qingyang and the client were at the same table, they had always had zero communication and did not interfere with each other. This was the first time this happened today.

"Of course." Wei Qingyang stood up, walked to her side, put his right hand on her shoulder, pressed Fu Qi's head with his elbow and leaned towards him, "We will all eat together from now on."

In the past, he was unwilling to get close to the client in school, and a large part of the reason was because he disliked the client and lost face.

Such a younger sister who wears a school uniform every day and doesn't dress up, with a cold face, would not say anything if her grades are good, but the client's grades are not so good.The younger sister with different grades and looks, has nothing to show off, and even has to be ashamed.

But it's different now, Fu Qiao is wearing his carefully selected clothes, and the point is that he can act like a baby.Such a soft, glutinous and cute little sister, it will save face if she is taken out.

Wei Qingyang could even think of the picture of his group of friends having fun after meeting Fu Che.

It's just that the sky didn't come true, Wei Qingyang's plan came to nothing, and those friends of his didn't come at all.

"Fuck, we obviously agreed to eat here together, but we actually thought I was a pigeon," Wei Qingyang punched the table with a "bang".

"Brother, do you want to check your phone, what if they are busy and can't come?" Fu Qiao put the dinner plate straight in front of him, took out the tableware and wiped it carefully with a paper towel.

Wei Qingyang took the chopsticks from her hand, took a mouthful of food, and said vaguely: "Never mind them, we eat our own."

Those few definitely went to the Internet cafe to play games, and they didn't take him with them, hmph.

Well, it just so happens that the client's profile doesn't have any record of his friend. If we really meet, it would be bad if he disrupts his rhythm.

It's just that now, she has to think of a way to change Wei Qingyang's impression of herself.

Otherwise, it would be a serious matter if she kept her younger sister like a pet all the time.

...

"Brother, don't you review?"

Tomorrow is the monthly exam, but Wei Qingyang is still micking into his phone passionately, spitting out a few obscenities from time to time.

"My grades are just like that anyway, reviewing is useless to me," Wei Qingyang replied without turning his head, his eyes were focused on the screen in his hand, and he didn't get any points from her.

"Sister, you should go to bed early, too. If you go to bed late, you will have dark circles under your eyes, and it won't look good then."

Sleep paralyzes you. Fu Shen looked at the thick stack of review materials in his hand, his mind unusually clear.

She now has a good grasp of the client's knowledge, and Fu Qiao is studying the knowledge points that the client doesn't understand, and wants to give the client a better school for the college entrance examination.

Maybe this can impress Father Wei and Mother Wei and let them change the object of their love to him, although the chance is slim.

Thinking of this, the pen in Fu Qiao's hand moved a little faster.

[Why don't you directly destroy Wei Qingyang?Just like the last world. ]
What 1973 said was actually unreasonable, it directly ruined Wei Qingyang, and the father and mother of Wei only had her as their daughter, so logically speaking, the focus should be on her.

"Because it's not certain. Even if Wei Qingyang is destroyed, the possibility that Wei's father and mother will focus on me is still slim. They value sons over daughters. If Wei Qingyang is gone, they will focus on their nephews and nephews. What to do, when the time comes to change to someone who is less likely to go on the right path, I will really be finished."

"And the client doesn't hate Wei Qingyang very much, she just blames herself for not being able to compromise."

If she ruined Wei Qingyang and caused him to have both advantages and disadvantages, the client would not want to see it either.
Fu Che sighed again at the test paper in front of him, he didn't know when such a hard life would be his head.

Early the next morning, not only did Fu Qiao not get the clothes that Wei Qingyang had prepared for her, even Wei Qingyang didn't see them.

"Brother?" Fu Shu knocked on the door twice and leaned on the door panel to listen to what was going on inside.

There was a rustling sound coming from inside, but no major movement was heard.

Don't you wake up?

Fu Qiao knocked on the door again, with more strength in his hand, "Brother!"

"I came in if you didn't agree." Wei Qingyang's door was not locked, and Fu Kai turned it lightly, and opened the door.

Wei Qingyang's room was much more luxuriously and delicately furnished than Fu Kai's. Except for Wei Qingyang's game console figures everywhere, even the mattress was much higher than the one in Fu Kai's room.

She walked to Wei Qingyang's bedside, grabbed the quilt on his body and pulled it down. Wei Qingyang's sleep-flushed face was revealed in front of Fu Shen's eyes.

"Brother?" Fu Shu put the back of his hand against his forehead, and then tried it on his own forehead. Why did it feel a little hot?
"Brother, you have a fever, let's go to the hospital," Fu Qi asked, squatting down beside his bed.And Wei Qingyang looked at him vigorously, with a face of resistance.

"It's a small matter for me, you go to school for the exam, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

He knew his body well, he just forgot to close the window while playing games last night, and forced a cold wind against the window all night, that's all, he wasn't about to die.

"I think my chance to gain favor has come," Fu Shen and 1973 said, and then began her journey of taking care of patients.

Taking body temperature, applying a cold kerchief to the forehead, buying and taking medicine, Fu Qi did everything meticulously.

After she was done with everything, she went to the kitchen with a jingle and started cooking porridge for Wei Qingyang. After a whole morning, she never had time to rest.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon when Wei Qingyang woke up again. He tore off his quilt, only to find that there was a heavy object on the left side, which was a bit difficult to pull off.

He hadn't recovered from his serious illness and was still a little weak and irritable. He didn't look at it carefully, and grabbed it with his hand again, and the sound of his forehead colliding with the wooden board on the side of the bed came from his left hand side.

And then Fu Qiao covered his brow with a ignorant face, "Brother, you're awake."

As she spoke, she yawned again, and it was unclear whether the tears in her eyes were from dozing off or from the pain on her forehead.

"Well," a head suddenly appeared beside Wei Qingyang's bed. Although he already knew it was Fu Che, Wei Qingyang still kept the posture of pulling the quilt, motionless on the bed.

Before he could decide what gift to buy or how to apologize, a cold little hand took a step ahead of him and touched his forehead.

The owner of that hand seemed a little confused. His hand moved again and again on his forehead, touching it several times before slowly taking it back.After several seconds, a nasal voice came:
"It doesn't seem to be burned."

(End of this chapter)