All The Hotshots Love Me [Quick Transmigration]

The few snowflakes were stuffed in his pocket by Yan Zhao, and his pants bulged up. After a while, he seemed to think it was too silly to bulge like this, so he took it out and threw it into his schoolbag. The rest of the class continued to sleep on his stomach.

There are a total of four classes in the morning. After class, students swarmed into the cafeteria.

Although Jiang Rui has good grades and looks good, he is too introverted for physical reasons. Only Zhang Jiajia is a good friend in the class. Zhang Jiajia lives near the school and usually goes home for dinner at noon. Jiang Rui went to the cafeteria alone.

After eating, I passed the small woods outside the cafeteria. There was a basketball court beside the woods. Although the sun was panicking at noon, there were no shortage of students chasing basketball sweating like rain.

Jiang Rui saw a few familiar faces in it. They were from the 28th grade. Yan Zhao's group of people, all of them were healthy and sweaty.

She stopped and glanced, and someone noticed that several boys winked.

Wang Xiaodong waved to her and shouted: "Have you finished eating so soon?"

Jiang Rui also raised the volume slightly, "Aren't you faster?"

Wang Xiaodong chuckled, "I haven't eaten yet, let's go after playing."

He didn't eat any food, he had an empty stomach, and he had to play ball at noon on a hot day. He was indeed a teenager.

Jiang Rui nodded at him again and walked slowly back to the teaching building.

Many day students in the class live far away and go home too hastily at noon. They choose to rest and study in the classroom. At this time, the classroom is the quietest. Some people sleep on their stomachs and some do homework. After one o'clock, return The dormitory and the students who had returned home arrived at the school and began to lively again.

Just after Jiang Rui finished his English homework, there was a tumult in the hallway. A few seconds later, a group of people pushed in through the back door.

It was the few people who had just played basketball, one by one sweating profusely, and their skin was shiny. When they came, the classroom seemed to be a little hotter.

"It's so hot, the school is broken, and there isn't even an air conditioner!" Lin Hang sat down with his upper body and face on the table, trying to absorb a little coolness.

Wang Xiaodong poured the ice water.

Yan Zhao carried two bottles of drinks in his hands, and after sitting down he put one of them on Jiang Rui's table.

Jiang Rui was taken aback for a moment, and Lin Hang immediately roared and said, "Yeah, what is Brother Zhao? How come Schumann has a share, we have no share?"

Wang Xiaodong was also ready to agree, was glanced at by Yan Zhao's death vision, and temporarily changed his words: "What do you know? Brother Zhao is called Lishang Exchange! Isn't it Brother Zhao?"

Jiang Rui touched the drops of water on the bottle and said softly, "Thank you."

She could see that Yan Zhao was going to lose the few snowflakes before, and it was not the first time to see his movements.

But after she spoke, he accepted it. This was not because she or what she said was special, but because he was still a teenager, and his face was not thick enough to throw the kindness of others into the trash can in person. .

And after accepting it, he immediately found an opportunity to buy something and return it to her, just as Wang Xiaodong said in courtesy exchanges, it seemed that after this, she gave him something to be left behind, and he did not owe her favor. Up.

Such a straightforward thought is simply cute.

Yan Zhao didn't say a word, put the remaining iced drink on the table, and the man lay down on the drink bottle, closing his eyes and preparing to go to bed.

When Lin Hang saw it, he was immediately envious, "Brother Zhao is still smart and thought of this trick!"

He picked up his drink bottle and shook it. Seeing that there was only a small half bottle left in it, he turned his gaze to Wang Xiaodong's hand again, with obvious intentions.

"What are you doing? Brother Xuezhao buys it yourself, don't make my mind." Wang Xiaodong hugged his water tightly.

"This is the fifth floor," Lin Hang sighed, "Brother hangs up after another trip."

Wang Xiaodong didn't feel pity for him, Lin Hang rushed over and grabbed it. The two had a fight for a while, getting hotter, and finally both disappeared.

There are four classes in the afternoon, and school ends at 5:30. Day students don’t need to study in the evening. Jiang Rui packed his schoolbags and walked to the school gate with Zhang Jiajia to bid farewell to each other.

She was waiting for the bus at the stop sign. Suddenly, several bicycles galloped past in front of her. One of them hid to her. The ending sound did not fall, and people had already rode far away. She looked intently, and it was Yan Zhao and others. It should be Lin Hang who had just spoken out.

These people are in good circumstances. They have a nanny driver at home, but they all ride their bicycles to and from school, but it seems that their bicycles are not cheaper than other four-wheeled bicycles.

She waited for a few more minutes, finally the 108 road came, dangling past seven or eight stations, to a somewhat old street.

Shu Xiaoyun's dessert shop is on this street. The entire Lotus Street is an old house. The first floor serves as a storefront and the second floor lives.

The house was left by Shu Xiaoyun's parents. The two elderly people have passed away. She returned with her daughter after the divorce. In order to support the family and take care of Schumann, she started to learn to bake and open a shop.

The name of the store is Manman's dessert house. The store is not big, and the decoration is warm and cute. You can smell the rich sweetness before entering the door.

"Mom, I'm back."

"I'm back, isn't it hot?" Shu Xiaoyun greeted him from behind the cashier and helped Jiang Rui put down his schoolbag. She is thirty far away, but with a baby face, she looks a lot younger than her actual age.

Jiang Rui now has a face that looks more like her, with a round face, a soft contour, fair skin, big eyes and a small mouth. It can't be said that there are big beauties, but pretty and little beauties.

"It's not hot, I gave my classmates the snowflake pastry and the new cake made by my mother today. They all said it was delicious and they want to buy it in our store." Jiang Rui said invitingly.

Shu Xiaoyun touched her head and said distressed: "Next time, don't go to school with so many things on your back. What if you are tired?"

She feels painful to her child. At the time, her ex-husband and her husband’s family favored sons over daughters, forcing her to abandon her frail and sickly daughter and regenerate a healthy son. However, she had always been weak and chose to divorce and took her daughter out of the house. Start again where I grew up.

The mother and daughter have deep feelings. When Schumann left, it was also his mother Shu Xiaoyun who couldn't let go, hoping she could be happy.

Now that Jiang Rui has become Schumannman, of course he must be Schumannman. "No, I didn't feel tired the whole day today. Are there any other flyers from the last time? I'll go out and post some on the street."

"No more, wait a few days to cool down, mother and you will send it together. What do you want to eat tonight? I bought very fresh crucian carp today, and it is still alive. Let's make a stew?"

"Okay, all mom's made are delicious."

In the other direction of the city, in the lakeside villa area that is different from the crowded and old Lotus Street, Yan Zhao just arrived home, threw his schoolbag on the table, and took a shower in the bathroom.

After he came out, the room was still empty, but he noticed the difference. When he went to the table, there were signs of passiveness in the schoolbag. In this home, he would take care of his things without authorization. Only--

"Yan Xing!"

Xiao Douding, who was walking on tiptoes outside the door, heard his voice and ran downstairs with short legs, "Mom, mom, brother, there are sugar candies in my schoolbag!"

Su Li stood up immediately, opened her hand to catch her little son, and repeatedly asked: "What kind of candy? Show your mother, is it a girl for your brother? Oh my god, my son actually received a girl too. one's gift!"

When Yan Zhao got dressed and went downstairs, he saw the three candies that he had stuffed in the corner of his schoolbag, erected on the large solid wood table like a tribute, and his mother Su Li looked at it like a baby.

Yan Xing was so greedy that he sucked his fingers and tried to secretly reach for it several times, but Su Li stopped him.

"No, baby, this is the first gift your brother has received from a girl. It may be the last time. We have to leave it as a souvenir. At least let your father take a look. I have to take seven or eight photos. , Send it to your grandpa, aunt, and uncle, oh yes, and your old lady, also burn one for her, her old man can finally look down."

Yan Zhao: "..."

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Sixth: My heart is tired.