Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date!

Lao Han was called by his wife to help in the kitchen, leaving behind a bunch of messy people who were bombed.

The freshly-baked principal's son, Li Ge, tried to reach out to enjoy the taste of fruit, and was slapped by Han Jiaojiao.

"What are you doing?" Li Ge aggrieved and held his hand in distress.

"When did your dad become the principal?" Han Jiaojiao felt that he had been deceived.

Li Ge helped Fuyuan glasses and said seriously: "My dad has always been the principal."

Zhao Qian, who has been injured twice, ate oranges and asked Han Jiaojiao's heart: "Why didn't you tell us that the principal is your father?"

Li Ge wronged Bala: "You didn't ask me, it's impossible to suddenly say that the principal is my dad."

Li Ge's mood at this moment and Han Jiaojiao's mood a few days ago overlapped strangely.

"Furthermore, if my dad is not the principal, how would I know so much gossip about Yizhong?" Li Ge felt that everyone was too slow. "I just saw the transfer report of Fu Chuan in the principal's office and the Yao Yi competition. I also learned about his grades in advance from the teachers I know."

"..." Everyone looked at Li Ge, and they felt that what he said was quite reasonable. In retrospect, there was no special relationship. How could Li Ge know so much.

Poor Zhao Qian's grades are not as good as everyone here, and he even lost his parental status.

Zhao Qian stared at Yao Yi: "Your dad won't be the mayor, right?"

"No, my dad sells midnight snacks." Yao Yi denied.

Zhao Qian thought about it for a while, and indeed found that Yao Yi had no hobbies other than doing questions, and only two pairs of shoes were exchanged.

Han Jiaojiao on the side was a little skeptical: "One by one, didn't your family buy a house in Lugu Mountain?" It seems that a late-night snack seller can't make so much money.

"Lugu Mountain?!" Li Ge exclaimed, "Which location, the hotel on the south side costs a lot of money for one night!"

Lugu Mountain has four directions, southeast, northwest, and the north is mostly a place for tourists. Now the west is also under construction, and the government has begun to develop and expand to the west. But the southeast direction is all villas, and many outsiders come here to buy villas for retirement at a high price. A few are used as high-end hotels, and the price is very high for one night.

"My family lives in the south," Yao Yi said honestly.

"...Your family sells midnight snacks to Lugu Mountain?" Zhao Qian's young and innocent mind was deceived and hurt.

"That's it, I want to make money from selling late-night snacks." Li Ge added beside, he was quite willing to be drawn to Yao Yi.

Yao Yi didn't deliberately conceal it, and said directly: "My home runs that hot restaurant."

"The one in the city?" Han Jiao Jiao asked still.

Zhao Qian broke his fingers and forgot it: "Does it make money to open a restaurant?"

Hotspot restaurant is a national chain western restaurant. It has been open for many years. It can be said to be a very authentic western restaurant. In the evening, many couples or business people like to order meals there. Basically, it doesn't close until two or three in the morning, and Yao Yi said that it was selling late-night snacks and there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just that Yan City is not a first-tier city, and hot restaurants are too expensive for ordinary people to visit.

Li Ge had been with his mother twice, and the people inside were not satisfied with it back and forth.

Yao nodded: "Well, that one in the city is also ours."

"Also?" Zhao Qian keenly felt that the subtle words were different, "Does your house have other restaurants?"

Yao nodded: "The hot restaurants are ours."

"...Excuse me." Zhao Qian looked at these three people, feeling that he was deeply betrayed.

Zhao Qian ate this meal very hard, very sad and angry. It is said that everyone is ordinary people, and overnight your dad is the head teacher, his dad is the principal, and the capitalist dad.

Before leaving, Han Jiaojiao patted Zhao Qian on the shoulder: "Friend, look ahead."

In the past week of the sports meeting craze, all the students returned to their usual state of studying hard and working hard behind their backs.

Yao Yi once sent a text message asking Fu Chuan how much the cup of brown sugar **** tea was, but Fu Chuan only replied that he didn't need it.

Yao Yi was taught by her parents not to take advantage of others since she was a child. Interpersonal relationships must be exchanged. Fu Chuan's doing this made her very embarrassed.

Yao Yi walked out of the cafeteria, stood at the door and looked at the opposite milk tea shop for a moment. Finally, he ran into the shop and asked the boss if he still had the cup of brown sugar **** tea.

The female boss was still impressed with Yao Yi and said with a smile, "I'm looking for it."

After flipping for a long time, the female boss realized that she had finished drinking it: "I'm sorry, little classmate, the brown sugar **** tea is gone."

Yao Yi was a little regretful, but she didn't give up. After looking at the sign in the store for a while, she asked, "Is there anything to drink?"

The female boss thought that Yao Yi was still in the menstrual period, and pointed to the sign above and recommended: "How about oat milk? This is delicious."

"Thank you, the boss, please make me a cup."

In the end, Yao Yi carried oat milk to the shift, and he was very proud on the way.

She feels that she has learned a little more about humanity and sophistication.

At the beginning, Yao Yi's world only had mathematics, and he didn't care about everything outside. And her parents are also certain that Yao Yi will be ignorant of humanity and sophistication in the future, so she always teaches her to interact with people, learn to communicate, and pay special attention to self-care ability.

Yao Yi listened very much to his parents since he was a child, and worked hard to extract a little bit of himself from the world of mathematics to pay attention to the outside world. Spend some time to make friends and deal with the world.

For example, make friends with Han Jiaojiao, and buy oatmeal milk today to return the favor of classmate Fu Chuan.

This time, Yao Yi's actions did not cause much disturbance, because she met Fu Chuan in the corridor ahead of time. The two talked for less than one minute, and the milk tea had been transferred from Yao Yi's hand to Fu Chuan's hand.

Of course, the rumors that the two college tyrants in the first grade will be singled out in the corridor again, spread throughout the entire grade is another matter.

Fu Chuan brought sweet and greasy oat milk tea into the classroom. Only Yu Qingying found the extra cup of milk tea.

Yu Qingying secretly remembered it in her heart, thinking it was Fu Chuan's hobby, and her tone of voice was a lot lighter and softer when she talked to other girls.

In the second week after the sports meeting, the entire first-year class was condensed with a heavy atmosphere. All the head teachers are emphasizing one thing: division of subjects.

The general high school sub-subjects are completed in the final exams of the first semester, which is the second sub-subject. After the reform, Yan City adjusted the time of sub-subjects to the final exam of the first semester of high school, which means that the sub-subjects are lower than the semester. In other words, these students can only get along for more than a month at most, and the class will be split again after the winter vacation.

The atmosphere in Class 1 and Class 2 is even more severe. They face not only the division of liberal arts and sciences, but also the zero-class dispute. There are only 50 people in a class, and only the top 50 in the 100 list can enter the zero class. The selection of the class teacher of the zero class falls on the shoulders of the first grade, whichever class is the first in grade, whoever can be the class teacher of the zero class.

"What if it's two firsts again?" Han Jiaojiao was worried, "How should I be divided into classes at that time."

Zhao Qian old-fashioned shook his head: "Difficult! Yao Yi has been arrested by the Chinese teacher for special training, trying to get her to keep her composition at 30 points."

Li Ge squeezed the eraser in his hand: "I went to see Fu Chuan's Chinese performance analysis, his Chinese composition is stable at around 55 points. I heard that Fu Chuan has a copy of the model essay every time in their class, and the difference here is at least 25 points. "

This is a very scary thing. If the difference in a subject is more than 25 points, in the comparison between scholars, Yao Yi's subject is so poor that there is no comparability at all.

"But Yao Yi hardly loses points ahead, and Fu Chuan doesn't necessarily." Zhao Qian felt that they could make the score smaller.

Li Ge is very unconfident: "I have read the analysis of large and small scores. Fu Chuan is improving his answering skills. Every subject is narrowing the gap between Yao Yi and Yao Yi."

In order to get news and analyze the situation, Li Ge endured humiliation at home and helped his dad knead his shoulders and squeeze his back, serve tea and pour water, very hospitable.

Han Jiaojiao is a little irritable: "No, our class is really torn down."

Now the entire first class is pinning their hopes on Fu Chuan, while all the eyes of the second class are on Yao Yi.

Li Ge glanced at Zhao Qianxin's relatives: "I don't think it's the question of whether the second class will be dismantled, but whether the four of us can be divided into one class."

Upon hearing this, Han Jiaojiao reacted and turned his attention to Zhao Qian.

"Look at what I'm doing, I'm already working hard." Zhao Qian was inexplicably ashamed.

As long as the zero class is in the top 50 in the 100 list, Zhao Qian has never been in the top 50 in the big exam.

"If our class is dismantled, you didn't choose to enter the zero class." Han Jiaojiao paused and said, "Then you see me and don't say hello to me, we don't know."

"Jianjiao, don't have to be so cruel." Zhao Qian lay weakly on the table, "Aren't we friends?"

"If you didn't enter the zero shift, we are not friends." Han Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Qian with contempt.

"Are we plastic friends? It can only be sustained by performance."

"Yes!" Han Jiaojiao became more angry as he thought about it.

Now she not only has to study hard every day, but also worry about the division of classes, and finally pay attention to a certain ‘lower student’.

As for Yao Yi, she also lives in dire straits every day. After the get out of class, I was caught to excerpt good words and sentences, to experience the charm of Chinese, and feel the wonder of words.

"I don't think this logic is right." Yao Yi pointed to a model essay and said, "He said that one inch of time is one inch of gold, and then he called on us to treat money as dirt and ideals supreme. But this is not the same as saying that time is as good as time. Dung?"

"..." The Chinese teacher coughed angrily, "I just let you feel the charm of language, not for you to pick the logic wrong. If you think the logic is wrong, don't write these two sentences in the same article. You can't write them separately. It's okay."

"Oh." Yao Yi nodded aggrievedly. In her opinion, there are too many loopholes in the Chinese model essay, which can't stand scrutiny at all. This is why she always doesn't like to imitate good words and sentences.

The Chinese teacher was helpless. He couldn't refute what Yao Yi said, but the Chinese composition couldn't write you a formula. Moreover, the charm of language is not that it is full of uncertainty, and various combinations can form a splendid culture.

"Okay, okay, go back and think about it yourself, don't be too arrogant." Finally, the Chinese teacher put Yao Yi back.

Seeing Yao Yi walking away from the back, the Chinese teacher sighed long. Although the teachers were worried about the division of classes, he actually taught the language of Class 1 and Class 2 at the same time, so it shouldn't be so troublesome.

But this year, I always feel that the atmosphere of Class One is not as good as that of Class Two, perhaps because there are a few students in Class One that are too eye-catching.

I still hope that the second class will not be completely demolished.