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

It was already mid-October when we finished our trip to the Arctic Circle.

The more decisive you are in asking for leave, the more fun you have when you are away, and how embarrassed you will be when you come back to do your homework.

A group of half-grown kids formed a circle on the dining table, and their pens were leaving afterimages.

Song Pingqing was still the calmest one among the group. After all, as an adult, this was definitely a consequence she had anticipated.

Murong Xue was equally calm. Only when she was occasionally tormented by the French grammar and became a little impatient, she would stand up to get a glass of water, stretch her body, and then come back.

Shen Ci was stuck in the middle, neither going up nor down, and Wu Qiming and Gu Zongnan both had tears in their eyes.

Although I was groaning with the rush to finish my homework, there was some good news.

After Xie Jianguo and Grandpa Sun communicated for a long time, they finally came to a conclusion.

In order for Xie Jianguo to receive a better education and have a brighter future, and also to avoid being harassed by Xie Jianguo's former adoptive parents, the grandfather and grandson finally decided to stay in Vancouver.

However, they still chose to reject the funding from the Murong family for him to continue studying at Baihua College.

Xie Jianguo's reason was simple and straightforward: "We have received a lot of help over the past year, and we cannot keep asking for more."

Xie Jianguo himself actually does not have any foresight, but he exudes a sense of simplicity from the bottom of his heart.

Before leaving the village, his biggest wish was to study hard. Later, after learning about his life experience, his ideal was to upgrade his study to getting into university.

Later, he went to Baihua College, where he saw the diversity of courses and teaching methods, the glamorous world of Jincheng City, and the rampant infighting within the wealthy Xie family. For him, this was a worldview that was shattered and then reconstructed, and it also made Xie Jianguo more resolute in his deepest thoughts.

Family is the most important thing, and he must rely on his own strength to protect his only family.

"If the tuition at Baihua College wasn't so expensive and this semester's tuition couldn't be refunded, Xie Jianguo would probably transfer to another school right now." Song Pingqing expressed his understanding and blessings for Xie Jianguo's choice.

"What a pity! If he stayed in the academy, he could have had better development."

Gu Zongnan and Murong Xue both felt it was a pity. Like the Murong family, the Gu family had also extended an invitation for funding to Xie Jianguo, but was also rejected.

"Let go of the complex of helping others and respect the fate of others." Song Pingqing quoted a sentence that was popular on the Internet in his previous life.

On the first day after returning to the college, Xie Jianguo extended an invitation to others: "I have a home in Vancouver. Can I invite you to my home this weekend?"

Several people looked at each other and agreed in unison.

After all, he hasn't transferred to another school yet, and we are still friends.

Just think of it as experiencing life.

The housing prices in Vancouver are slightly lower than those in Jincheng. Xie Jianguo did not use the money given by his parents, but used half of the money given by Xie Kai to buy a second-hand elevator apartment with two bedrooms and a living room, about 80 square meters, in the center of Vancouver.

The house is in a great location, with the subway just outside the door. It is even in the best public elementary and middle school district in Vancouver, and the surrounding medical and educational facilities are very good.

Song Pingqing looked around the environment in the community. The green facilities were clean, tidy and well-arranged. His evaluation of Jianguo became higher.

Judging from the choice of house alone, even if Jianguo had not stayed in Baihua College for so long, he would have considered the long term when purchasing a property, instead of thinking "just staying alive is enough" like when he first came to the school.

As expected, he is still a child, and the changes in the environment have a great impact on him. Perhaps Jianguo has already developed ambitions for his future, but no one knows it yet.

"Grandpa is old, and it would be much more convenient for him to live in an apartment with an elevator." After the verdict came out, Xie Jianguo's mental state was better than before, and he exuded vitality all over his body.

"The house we bought is not far from the fruit shop, and we also bought a small tricycle for grandpa to get around."

The old man’s music is indeed magical.

He was famous all over the country in his previous life, but in this life, he couldn't avoid the other world.

I just don't know if there is a Maserati-shaped old man car in this world.

Song Pingqing gently touched Murongxue with his arm: "Here, do you see it? This is happiness for Jianguo."

"It doesn't matter. At least we are staying in Wen City." Murong Xue is a real young lady.

Murong Xue showed almost no emotion about Xie Jianguo's refusal to provide funding, as if she was just casually picking up a fallen bottle on the table.

As for whether the bottle was lifted up or not, it doesn’t matter at all. After all, lifting the bottle is not a job for a young lady.

Song Pingqing once wondered whether this young lady would be hurt by the rejection from others, but the fact was that Murong Xue was even happy that Xie Jianguo was able to stay in Vancouver instead of returning to his hometown.

"As long as he works hard and lives up to his talent, we will meet again in the future sooner or later."

Song Pingqing couldn't tell her how big the gap between Xie Jianguo and her life was, so she could only smile and nod: "You're right."

Murong Xue is so simple and kind that she successfully became the control group for Song Pingqing's inner thoughts.

Song Pingqing felt deeply ashamed of his adult-like thoughts that were mixed with arrogance and prejudice.

As winter arrived, an especially severe epidemic swept through Vancouver.

The aristocratic school has always done its disinfection work seriously. When the public hospitals and small clinics outside are crowded, Baihua College is still calm.

However, with the arrival of a winter rain, patients gradually appeared in Baihua College.

At first, only one or two people started coughing, and it soon spread to the entire class and department.

Wu Qiming was the first to fall ill, followed by Gu Zongnan, Shen Ci, and Murong Xue.

Song Pingqing's body resisted the disease for a full half month, but finally he developed a high fever in the middle of the night. He called Zhao Lei in a daze. The diligent and responsible Zhao family worker came knocking on the door at night, woke up Zhang Ma and sent Song Pingqing to the hospital.

The main focus is on being neat and tidy without leaving out any one.

Gu Zongnian was the worst off. He was usually a very tough person, but this time he got sick and no matter how many medicines or injections he took, it didn't work. He actually developed pneumonia.

Students fell ill collectively, teachers also fell ill one after another, and Baihua Academy urgently suspended classes.

The beds in the private hospital were also a bit tight, so the five members of our team were accommodated in three wards in the private hospital. When they were in good condition, they could even visit other patients by pushing the IV rack.

Oh, except Gu Zongnan, he was seriously ill and lived in a single room.

"Well, this can be considered as sharing the hardship."

When their throats were so sore that they couldn't speak, several people started typing on their phones.

Today's mobile phones are different from when Song Pingqing first came into this world.

When she first came, it was still dominated by PHS, and there wasn't even a color display.

Now, it has evolved into sliding and flip covers.

I can access the Internet with 2G, but I can't load videos. I can't even send emoticons when chatting, all of them are penguin and yellow bean emoticons.

But it's better than not being able to access the internet at all.

Shen Ci: "By the way, Jianguo's body is the best."

Wu Qiming: "That's right. Zong Nian even reserved a bed for him, but he is still fine and has no intention of reporting to the hospital."

Song Pingqing: "Are you really not sick or are you embarrassed to be hospitalized with the rest of us?"

Shen Ci: "I'm not sick at all."

What a tough boy...

All the incidents that happened here were reported to President Murong Ba without missing a single word.

The old man with white beard was still stroking his beard, and his expression was as mysterious as ever.

"How can changing a predetermined fate be without cost? However, it is better to share the burden with others than to bear it alone. This kid is also lucky." The white-bearded old man smiled at Mr. Murong Ba and said, "What do you think, sir?"

What does Mr. Murong Ba think?

At this moment, he was just an old father who was worried about his child's health.

President Murong Ba sat upright in his big black leather chair, his hands clasped together, his face grim.

That’s right, which boss doesn’t love his daughter?

The old man with white beard obviously noticed that Murong Ba was unhappy. He shook his head and said in a mysterious way, "Good fortunes are closely related to disasters, and disasters are closely related to good fortunes. Whether this is good or bad, it is still unclear."

During Murong Xue's hospitalization this time, President Murong Ba came to see her several times. Being cared for by her father like this, Murong Xue was in a good mood and even recovered much faster.

On the other hand, Song Pingqing and Old Lady Song were busy in the restaurant. Xu Jinmei and Song Dashan came twice, but unfortunately they were too busy and came and left in a hurry each time.

There's nothing I can do. The company is too busy.

"You must wear your masks properly and don't get sick." Song Pingqing couldn't help but nag them, "My grandparents said the same thing. There are so many people in the restaurant, so don't take off your masks. It will be more painful if you get sick when you are old."

When he was older in his previous life, Song Pingqing was most afraid of colds and flu. Although they looked insignificant, they could actually cost him his life if he was not careful.

"Child, take care of yourself. Why are you worrying about us?" Xu Jinmei felt really distressed and wanted to laugh.

Respiratory diseases are most common in winter and are also the most difficult to recover from.

With food supplements, medicine and medical treatment, they managed to make it to Christmas. Except for Gu Zongnian, the illnesses of the other children gradually recovered.

As for Gu Zongnan, his recovery progress was encouraging and he finally gained the right to play with his mobile phone. In short, except for him, everyone else returned to school and attended classes as usual after the New Year's Day holiday.

When they returned to school, Baihua College had already had a week of classes. Xie Jianguo compiled the week's notes into an electronic version, printed them out, and gave a copy to everyone.

The content is comprehensive, well-organized and focused.

"Now I understand why you want Jianguo to stay." Song Pingqing showed Murongxue a convinced expression while holding the stack of study materials. "This is more detailed than the year-end reports of some employees in the company. He is the best worker."

If Brother Zhao and his sisters are SR-level workers, then Xie Jianguo must be an SSR-level worker.

Well, SSR with capital letters.

"It's good." Wu Qiming's eyes were red again because of the make-up homework. "I thought that this kind of thing would happen again, but I didn't think it would happen twice in one semester."

"How pitiful." Murong Xue and Song Pingqing recovered the fastest. They had already taught themselves some of their homework in the hospital early on.

Shen Ci looked at the string of words he had to memorize, and his scalp tingled: "I don't want to take leave anymore, it's so painful."

The homework at Birch Academy is as numerous as the monsters and demons in Journey to the West.

Unfortunately, everyone present is an ordinary person, and no one has a golden cudgel.

Gu Zongnan did not return to school until the final exams were over. Before returning to Jincheng, everyone formed a team to visit Gu's home.

The one who entertained them was Mrs. Gu. They hadn't seen her for a long time, and Mrs. Gu looked well. She didn't look haggard because she had to take care of the troublemaker at home.

Seeing them coming, Mrs. Gu greeted them warmly, "Come in quickly. I asked someone to make hot desserts for you. Eat them to warm you up."

"Thank you, Auntie." The group of people expressed their gratitude repeatedly.

"Niannian is still taking extra classes." Mrs. Gu asked them to sit down in the living room. "Although he can't go to school, his father hired a tutor for him, so he has to take extra classes at home."

"I can imagine his expression right now." Wu Qiming whispered to Shen Ci, "He must be thinking of a way to get out quickly."

Mrs. Gu also heard this, and her smile was a bit murderous: "He is wishful thinking. He specially hired a teacher with a strict style."

The configuration of the Gu family is definitely a kind father and a strict mother.

Mrs. Gu looked at Xie Jianguo, her eyes unable to conceal her admiration and love for Jianguo: "Jianguo has grown a lot taller, and he looks much better."

Song Pingqing was sitting behind Madam Gu. When she heard this, her expression was very interesting for a moment. She leaned close to Murong Xue's ear and whispered, "Auntie is really amazing. You can tell that Jianguo looks much better even though his face is so dark."

Murong Xue couldn't help but curl her lips: "After all, everyone can see that Jianguo is in much better spirits."

After a brief greeting, Mrs. Gu glanced at the time and said, "I have an online meeting to attend later, so I won't disturb you kids from chatting here. Nian Nian's class will be over in about 20 minutes. I'll ask him to come down to see you after he finishes class."

Twenty minutes later, Gu Zongnian really rushed down from upstairs, and the first thing he said was a very classic line: "I miss you guys so much~!"

Wu Qiming suddenly laughed: "We miss you too, Nian Nian~~~"

The last syllable of this sentence was dragged out for an unusually long time, and Gu Zongnan was petrified at the stairs.

"Classmate Niannian, we have brought you the study notes that you most need." Song Pingqing said sarcastically.

"All subjects!" Wu Qiming echoed Song Pingqing.

"Jianguo prepared this specially for you!" Shen Ci also joined in.

Grab the bamboo shoots.

Gu Zongnian didn't dare to rescue Song Pingqing. He stretched out his hand and rushed towards Wu Qiming, shaking his shoulders frantically: "Hurry up and delete this name from your memory!!! Delete it!!!"