God of War: My Best School Girlfriend

"Hello, Teacher Lu, what can I do?"

"Are you free now? I have compiled some information. Come and get it when you are free."

Lu Wenyuan's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Data? What data?"

Ye Xingke asked doubtfully, he remembered that he had never asked the class teacher to order information, right?

"Of course it's study materials! Have you forgotten the bet you made with Director Zhang? You must be admitted to the top [-] in the school within a month, otherwise you will drop out of school! You made a bet in front of all the teachers, this will Did you turn around and forget about it??? Or are you already sure that you can get into the top [-] in your grade???"

Lu Wenyuan's tone sounded unhappy, as if he was blaming Ye Xingke for being so careless and forgetting about the bet. It was really irresponsible.

"Ah! Yes, yes, I remembered it! Could it be that you prepared information specially for me?"

Hearing Lu Wenyuan's reproachful words, Ye Xing was moved from the bottom of his heart.

Unexpectedly, the head teacher was still thinking about his bet, and once again prepared study materials for him.

This dedication and care for students made it impossible for Ye Xingke to say a bad word about Lu Wenyuan.

"Yes, come and get it when you have time. Otherwise, do you want the teacher to send it to you personally?"

Lu Wenyuan joked.

"No, no! How can I be so embarrassed! You have already helped me so much, why do I have the nerve to ask you to deliver it in person! I must have picked it up myself!"

Ye Xing smiled widely.

Last time, Lu Wenyuan specially made him a Chinese lesson plan from easy to difficult, which filled in the missing basic knowledge for him and made his level of classical Chinese improve by leaps and bounds.

Now, he has once again made a lesson plan, which will definitely be of great help to Ye Xingke's bet in a month's time!

So Ye Xingke didn't even have time to thank him. He spoke politely as if he were a different person.

This made Qin Ke on the side dumbfounded. It made Ye Xingke, a wild boy, treat him politely. It seemed that the head teacher had two skills.

"How to do?"

Ye Xingke glanced at Chu Lingjun, who was sitting opposite.

Now he is not a free agent and cannot move freely. If he wants to get the information, he needs the consent of the mistress Chu Lingjun.

"night."

Chu Lingjun's little cherry mouth opened slightly, and he cooperated very tacitly.

"Then can you pick it up at night? Teacher Lu, please send me the location, okay!"

Ye Xingke put away his phone, looked at Chu Lingjun's mouth shape, and couldn't help but recall that on the day he first entered the class, Chu Lingjun deliberately gave him wrong information in front of the whole class. He sang a song called "Xiao Mo Xiao Erlang".

That was such a huge embarrassment!

Ye Xing was thinking angrily.

"What? Remember that day I asked you to sing?"

Chu Lingjun seemed to have a telepathic understanding and could discern what Ye Xingke was thinking. He squinted his eyes and asked meaningfully.

"Ah? No, no! What about singing? I forgot about it! Hahaha..."

Ye Xingke laughed a few times, sweating all over his body.

This woman is so scary! She seems to know what I am thinking.

After eating, the three of them rested for a while, and then started working again when the Market Supervision Bureau opened for work.

The whole process was the same as in the morning.

Bureau staff Balabala talked a lot, and then took out a lot of documents for Chu Lingjun to sign and seal.

Sign, seal, sign, seal...

This boring repetitive operation lasted for another whole afternoon.

Ye Xingke was almost going crazy out of boredom. Every minute and every second felt like torture, and it really felt like the days were like years.

Finally, as the sun set and the Market Supervision Bureau got off work, Chu Lingjun's procedures were finally completed.

"Let's go to Teacher Lu to get the materials together!"

Chu Lingjun gently pulled the corner of Ye Xingke's clothes, bringing the stunned man back to reality.

"Is it over? Do you want to continue tonight?"

Ye Xingke said as if waking up from a dream.

"Fool, they don't go to work at night, so of course there's no need to continue! Just have a good rest!"

Chu Lingjun couldn't laugh or cry.

"Great……"

Ye Xingke wiped a tear from the corner of his eye with his hand.

Thank God, thank the earth, I finally no longer have to suffer this boring pain...

At this moment, Ye Xingke's heart was filled with gratitude, as if he had been reborn.

In the evening, Chu Lingjun took Qin Ke for a simple meal, and then asked the driver to take Secretary Qin home.

Then, the two of them drove to Lu Wenyuan's home together to get study materials.

"Ah, how do you go around and around, where are you going???"

Seeing the driver driving the Rolls-Royce out of the city and arriving at an unknown civilian area, turning east and west, Ye Xingke couldn't help but complain: "Does Teacher Lu live in this damn place?" ?"

In his impression, Lu Wenyuan was also the head teacher of an aristocratic college, and he knew many wealthy parents.

Even if he doesn't have his own house, he should at least live in a sophisticated apartment exclusively for white-collar workers like Qin Ke, right?

But who knew that Lu Wenyuan actually lived in such a remote and poor community.

At this time, the driver replied to him: "You don't know, the rent here is cheap, and there is a subway to the city next to it. In terms of transportation, many people working from other places live here!"

When the Chu family's Rolls-Royce, worth tens of millions, was driving in the civilian area here, it was extremely eye-catching.

Along the way, people stayed far away from the car, fearing that if something happened they would lose everything.

"This place is already in the wilderness and far away from our school. Does Teacher Lu have to take the subway for an hour to go to school every day?"

Chu Lingjun asked.

Looking at the dilapidated buildings and vendors everywhere, she felt very confused.

It was her first time to come to this old city. Compared with the bustling and bustling city center, it was undoubtedly two extremes.

"Miss, although I'm just an insignificant little driver, please forgive me for saying more. We ordinary people go to work and take the subway for one hour to go to work. It's already very close!"

"You don't know where there are many migrant workers going to work, and they have to take the subway for two hours! It takes four hours to go back and forth!"

The uncle driver couldn't help but complain.

"Four hours? Isn't this a waste of time? Can't they live closer to the city center?"

Chu Lingjun didn't quite understand. After all, it was impossible for her, a top chaebol, with her noblest background, to understand the hardships of the people at the bottom.

"Who doesn't want to be closer to work! Who wants to take the subway for four hours to get off work!"

"But houses in the city center are too expensive! A small and run-down single room costs 6000 a month, and it is shared with others. If you want to live better, the rent starts at [-]!"

The driver uncle obviously knows the housing prices in Kyoto very well, and he also understands the hardships of the people at the bottom, because he is also one of the hardworking workers.

Although he drives a Rolls-Royce, the car belongs to the Chu family. His salary is just a little higher than that of an ordinary driver. There is essentially no difference.