Fast Travel: Playing like a baby in the arms of a paranoid boss

Chapter 645 This Male Classmate, You Are So Delicate 9
The conditions of the Qiao family are very good. Qiao Fangtian runs a leather shoe company and earns considerable profits every year. Qiao Feichu and Qiao Luoluo have been among the best among their classmates in school since they were young.

But after arriving at Shenlan High School, it seems very ordinary. The students here just pull out one, and the family is worth hundreds of millions. The degree of wealth is beyond people's imagination. Because it is a private high school, the teachers Both the students and the leaders are extremely snobbish, and the seats assigned to students are entirely based on family status.

After Qiao Luoluo introduced himself on the podium, he was placed at the left side of the last table, against the wall.

This location is somewhat close to the trash can. If someone deliberately puts unclean things in the trash can, there will be a smell. This is undoubtedly a torture for Qiao Luoluo who has seven or eight classes a day. .

To make matters worse, those students who threatened to beat her were all sitting not far in front of her, and one was sitting on her right, with only a short aisle in the middle. The situation is simply besieged on all sides.

"Sissy is going to be in trouble." Wei Wendong was not in the mood to study. He lay on the table and chatted quietly with Gong Xiuming.

It was said that he whispered, but Wei Wendong did not deliberately lower his voice. The teacher writing on the blackboard on the podium could hear clearly, but he did not have the courage to turn around and face him. Even if he turned around, Wei Wendong could still Ignoring the teacher, he continued to speak.

The teacher has nothing to do with Wei Wendong and Gong Xiuming. In fact, the teacher has nothing to do with most of the students in the class. He can only support them as their ancestors.

Gong Xiuming was too lazy to speak, even more lazy to open his mouth. He glanced at Wei Wendong with a look of lack of interest, but motioned Wei Wendong to continue.

"You don't know yet. On the day of the report, Qiao Feichu had a little conflict with those boys. He also thought that if they dared to make a move, he, Qiao Feichu, was not a vegetarian and would fight them to the end." After finishing speaking, Wei Wendong couldn't help laughing, with sarcasm mixed in his tone.

"He looks like a weak chicken, with small arms and legs, who can beat anyone, only passively beaten is almost the same, Qiao Fei should burn incense and pray at the beginning, pray that he will not be too sissy like that People hate him, otherwise he will be beaten to death sooner or later."

Gong Xiuming glanced back, his eyes fell on Qiao Feichu's body, he looked at the thin, thin boy with his snow-white chin, he raised his head from time to time, and the pen in his hand never stopped, constantly copying notes on books.

He looked back, for some reason, the class that he thought was boring at first became so much more interesting in an instant, so he got up to study,

Although this knowledge is too simple for him, he can figure out the whole process of the examples written on the blackboard without even drafting them, and he can calculate the results in his mind.

[I heard that the cafeteria of Shenlan Men's High School is the best in the whole city, and it even surpasses that of many universities. Host, please go and try it. ] No. 02 said even more excitedly than Qiao Luoluo.

Just after class, now it's time for meals. The cafeteria of Shenlan Men's High School will never be short of students, because the food cooked there is even more delicious than the exquisite and expensive takeaways outside.

In Shenlan High School, few students would order takeout. Everyone agreed that after eating in the canteen of Shenlan Boys High School, the takeaway was like pig food and hard to swallow.

Qiao Luoluo stood in line at the window and bought a piece of tin foil grilled fish. The portion of the grilled fish was very large. Looking at the fragrant grilled fish, she felt that it was too big. She seemed to be unable to finish it.

"It does smell delicious, and the hands of the rice cooker of Shen Lan Men's High School are not shaking, and the portions are generous every time." Qiao Luoluo smiled, carrying her rice and walking to the empty seat.

(End of this chapter)