Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

In his previous life, Song Pingqing was really fed up with the experience of decorating his alma mater.

But the situation is just the opposite in this life. They went to higher education and the teaching environment of their alma mater was also improved.

Although the campus is still the same campus, the three learning stages of primary, junior high and senior high school are completely divided and managed separately, and are placed in the southeast, southwest and north areas respectively.

After looking at the grade list and campus information on the bulletin board next to the parking lot, the six of them walked together towards the southwest district.

For a primary and secondary school, its area is comparable to that of a comprehensive university, covering 20,000 hectares, which is really too big.

I don’t know how this piece of land was approved.

"Next time I'll have to ask the driver to pick up another parking lot. This is two kilometers away from where we go to class." Wu Qiming was the laziest one. He started wailing when he saw the two-kilometer distance.

Murong Xue, who usually didn't bother to deal with Wu Qiming's behavior, nodded: "Indeed, this campus is too far from our milk tea shop."

The straight-line distance is 3.5 kilometers, and bicycles or electric bikes are not allowed in the school. Who can run around and get milk tea?

After hearing Murong Xue say this, Song Pingqing nodded and began to think about the solution to this problem.

After all, the milk tea drink made by Song Pingqing himself is simply Murong Xue's spiritual food.

How could a servant not consider the needs of the young lady?

Shen Ci has always been unknown, but he has a good idea of ​​what everyone is thinking. Seeing Song Pingqing nod, he patted Song Pingqing's arm and glanced at Gu Zongnan.

Yes.

Why not ask the amazing Gu Zongnan about things like opening a milk tea shop?

Song Pingqing and Shen Ci looked at each other, and their eager gazes fell on Gu Zongnan at the same time.

Gu Zongnian shuddered at their "eager" gazes: "Two brothers, if you have something to say, just say it directly."

Looking at him like this is extremely scary.

"Is there any way to open a milk tea shop in the southwest district?" Song Pingqing asked directly.

"You think I'm a wishing bottle..."

Facing Song Pingqing's half-smiley eyes, Gu Zongnian immediately remembered that he had a "huge secret" in the other party's hands, and immediately calmed down:

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll open it for you, okay!!!"

Gu Zongnan: I am really convinced. He is the big brother in public, but the real No. 6, right?

However, he only dared to think about it but not say it out loud.

If he said this out loud, his status as the "Third Brother" would definitely be lost and he would become the real Sixth Brother in a matter of minutes.

Wu Qiming and Wen Zhuo got a free advantage.

Song Pingqing poked Murong Xue's shoulder teasingly: "Hey, Miss, are you satisfied now? There will be milk tea to drink in the future."

"Childish." Murong Xue spoke with disdain, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Wu Qiming was still clamoring to find the nearest parking lot to the southwest area. After that, Wen Zhuo was still confused: Milk tea? What milk tea? What is milk tea?

That confused look is really like Ma Dongmei.

Little Green Tea played the role of "All six of us are my brothers and sisters" and said, "What is milk tea?"

(When they were moving luggage for military training, Gu Zongnian still couldn't stand him and only brought him a cup of bitter sugar-free pure tea. So Wen Zhuo didn't know the nature of milk tea yet)

Whenever Song Pingqing heard Wen Zhuo's tone, he felt a chill down his spine and didn't want to answer his questions at all.

This time, Gu Zongnian finally felt superior. He put his arm around Wen Zhuo's neck and said, "Brother, listen to me. Milk tea is the happiest thing in the world..."

Wen Zhuo: Thank you. Your description makes me feel that milk tea is not a good thing.

Although he felt disgusted in his heart, Wen Zhuo did not show it immediately. Instead, he put his schoolbag on his back and casually threw Gu Zongnian's arm off his body:

"Then when the milk tea shop opens, I must try it!"

Because of his tone that smelled of tea, Gu Zongnan didn't realize at all that he was being disliked.

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue walked at the end hand in hand and saw the whole process.

Song Pingqing whispered to Murongxue: "Sometimes, I really envy Gu Zongnian's insensitivity."

Gu Zongnan's insensitivity is always just right. While he is happy and not wasting time, he also successfully defeats his opponent.

The junior high school of Baihua College has three teaching buildings, one for each class of students. There are twenty-two classes in each level, and each class has twenty-four students.

The teaching building is 28 stories high. The first floor is a shop and cafeteria, and the second floor is an indoor entertainment space with a board game room, billiard room, small reading room and lounge.

The third and fourth floors are lounges, with one floor for men and one for women, all filled with capsule spaces.

Classes at Baihua Academy start at 7:40 in the morning, and students are allowed to participate in free activities after 5:30 in the afternoon. The lunch break is only one hour. In order to allow students to have a good rest, such a lounge is additionally set up.

Song Pingqing flipped through the instruction manual he received downstairs in the teaching building, and felt that the world of rich people was indeed far beyond his imagination.

"It would be great if we could open our milk tea shop here." Song Pingqing sighed.

This is a good location, with a high student density, high consumer demand, and shops.

Upon hearing this, Gu Zongnian immediately glared at Song Pingqing and said, "Brother, don't push your luck."

It's good enough that he can find a way to open a shop in the southwest district, but you, Song Pingqing, actually want a shop with a prime location!

"Why are you pushing it too far? I think this place is great." Murong Xue pointed to a storefront on the first floor that was being renovated and said, "This location is good, let's open it here."

"Are you serious?" Gu Zongnian's face darkened, "You don't even know who owns this shop..."

Wen Xiaolucha Zhuo suddenly said, "It seems to be mine."

Don’t think that it is a low-quality green tea just because of Wen Zhuo’s green tea style.

After all, he is the heir of a famous family!

A boy with family campus resources!

They are on the same level as Murong Xue and Gu Zongnan!

How can ordinary green tea compare to that? It must be a cup of fragrant tea!

"Awesome, awesome." Gu Zongnan immediately gave a thumbs up. If Wen Zhuo hadn't done this, he almost forgot that the Wen family and the Gu family were on the same level.

"Thank you, thank you." Wen Zhuo replied subconsciously.

Then the remaining five people suddenly smiled in unison, saying "It's time."

The five people said in unison: "Same here."

Wen Zhuo was so shocked by their tacit reaction that his scalp went numb: Is this some kind of magical team culture? !

Song Pingqing coughed a few times and patted Wen Zhuo on the shoulder: "Brother, how can I explain some things? I can only say that those who understand will understand."

Wen Zhuo: Why is she starting her nonsense literature again?

Wu Qiming teased: "Hey, actually it's the name of our team!"

"Team name? What team name?" Wen Xiaolucha was confused again, "Why do we have team names?"

"Our team name is..." Song Pingqing paused deliberately, and spoke at the same time as the other four people, "Thank you, thank you, we are on the same team."

Song Pingqing: Hi, I am so happy to be so cool, thank you all for your cooperation. (I especially want to thank the young lady who was the least willing to cooperate but still cooperated.)

Wen Zhuo looked at Murong Xue, who was the most serious and normal among the crowd: "Are you serious about this name?"

"Yes, seriously." Murong Xue spoke briefly and to the point, her face calm, as if she was not among the people who had just cooperated with Song Pingqing to act stupid.

Wen Zhuo: I always feel like I’m suffering a critical blow every day after leaving home to study.