Marry a Rich Old Man

Brother Yuan Hang on the side, ignoring Wen Ling, who had his first kiss stolen, said while sipping yogurt, "Your luck is really bad."

After a while, An Wuyang pointed to his nose belatedly: "Are you talking about me?"

"That's right." Xu Yuanhang pursed his lips and said, "Yesterday you didn't come. The teacher called the roll and repeated your name on purpose. Hey, it's all because of the dumplings."

He patted An Wuyang on the shoulder, thinking that he was extremely clever and told the truth.

An Wuyang thought the same way, and suddenly muttered annoyedly: "Teacher, why are you like this..."

That dumpling was really not given just to be the squad leader!

"Did you choose the squad leader yesterday?" He asked quickly.

"Huh? Squad leader?" Xu Yuanhang was at a loss: "I don't have this one yet. The teacher said there is no rush."

How would An Wuyang know, their homeroom teacher is under a lot of pressure now, and his heart is very chaotic.

Let’s just say yesterday... the head teacher’s surname is Liu, Lao Liu came to the class early to meet this year’s classmates, and at the same time he was thinking about that dumpling classmate.

When I found out that the other party skipped class during the roll call, I was disappointed.

That kid looked quite obedient, but unexpectedly he was a solid one.

Immediately, the class selection cadres lost their mood, and they gagged with the students in the first class, it was pure nonsense.

When Lao Liu returned to the office after class, he suddenly saw the principal sitting on his seat, and was so frightened that he lost his soul.

"Old Liu, I have something important to tell you." The principal held a list of their class in his hand, and pointed with his finger: "There is a student in your class named An Wuyang, have you noticed it?"

Are you safe?

Old Liu Ke was familiar with this name, and it was this classmate who disappointed him during the roll call just now: "Hey, principal, what's wrong with this classmate?"

The other party skipped class today, but such a small matter... shouldn't alarm the principal, right?

"Don't you even read the news?" The principal said angrily, "A while ago, the president of Huo's got married, which caused a lot of noise in the media in Beijing. He married An Wuyang, a student in your class."

Speaking of this, Lao Liu was so shocked that his glasses almost fell off, what else?

"Boss Huo called himself just now." The principal looked at Lao Liu: "Do you know what the call was for? Asked for leave for his partner, and donated a batch of equipment worth millions to our school by the way..."

What is this concept?

"..." Old Liu was confused.

The headmaster leaned forward and said earnestly, "Old Liu, you have to know who is in your class now."

Now that Lao Liu came back to his senses, he hurriedly agreed: "That's right. From what you said, am I the kind of person who has no sense of proportion?"

He understood what the principal meant.

"Yeah." The principal smiled, and patted Lao Liu on the shoulder: "When you have time, communicate with Mr. Huo more, and let him visit our school."

Old Liu thought to himself, you are flattering me too much...haha.

So all the teachers in the school knew that there was a gold bump in Lao Liu's class, and the parents were very generous in donating a batch of equipment worth millions to the school.

Class was over, and Lao Liu walked into the noisy classroom just now.

When the students saw the teacher, they immediately fell silent.

"Students, it's time for class! The roll call will continue as usual today." Lao Liu said, holding the roster and began to roll names one by one.

"Wen Ling."

"arrive."

The most handsome boy in the class was called, and all the girls in the class looked at him.

"Safety." Old Liu raised his head.

"Here." With a clear voice, one hand was raised, which was really different.

Old Liu smiled and said, "Student An, I asked for leave yesterday, are you okay?"

An Wuyang was just a little embarrassed at first, but after hearing the teacher's question, his face became hot instantly: "...It's okay, thank you teacher for your concern."

After the roll call, Lao Liu said: "Then let's choose the class leader today. Anyone who wants to be the class leader can recommend himself, of course." His eyes swept across the young faces: "You can also recommend other students. .”

Soon a girl shouted: "Teacher, I recommend Wen Ling!"

Wen Ling became the focus of the whole class, and he smiled on the ground and did not express his opinion.

Old Liu really likes the good-looking person in his class, and he looks like a class cadre: "Okay, Wen Ling has one vote, is there anyone else?" He suddenly looked at An Wuyang: "Student An, do you want to vote?" Don't want to be the squad leader?"

An Wuyang looked surprised, and quickly shook his head: "Teacher, I don't want to be the monitor."

As a scumbag, he is too unfamiliar with the term class leader, not to mention class leader, he has never been a group leader.

"Okay then." Old Liu was quite disappointed.

Too many people voted for Wen Ling, and everyone seemed to think that he was the best candidate to be monitor.

An Wuyang also thought so, after all, from Wen Ling, he could see the aura of both character and learning everywhere.

"Teacher, I don't want to be the class monitor either." Wen Ling raised his hand, and then pointed to brother Yuanhang behind him: "I recommend Xu Yuanhang to be the class monitor."

The whole class fell silent.

Xu Yuanhang didn't even know that he was so good at fighting in Wen Ling's mind.

"..." An Wuyang also looked at the neighbor in surprise.

Wen Ling raised his eyebrows at him: "What are you looking at, don't you want to be one too?" Then he continued to sit with a smile on his face, waiting for this wave to pass.

To be honest, school is boring.

The mobile phone is in his pocket, but he can't take it out to play because of Lao Liu's face.

The class continued to discuss who should be elected as the class cadre.

In the end, Xu Yuanhang was chosen as the squad leader, and that girl was very happy.

"Haha, how about treating you to supper tonight?"

"I'm not free." Wen Ling said, not giving face at all.

Xu Yuanhang seemed to be used to it, and immediately turned to talk to An Wuyang: "Student Xiao An, how about you?"

"Huh?" An Wuyang showed embarrassment: "No, I have to go home early."

Xu Yuanhang found a step for himself: "That's right, I just went out the night before yesterday. Your family should be very strict, so let's try another day."

I want to be classmates for four years, don't worry.

College life is completely different from high school.

Everyone will no longer focus on studying. Female students start to pay attention to dressing themselves, while male students focus on the slim and curvy female students.

Others say that college is for falling in love.

When An Wuyang saw the students around him who were about to move around, he took it very seriously.

As for himself, he was either wearing a hat or glasses, dressed in a low-key manner, and his figure was not prominent. Standing in a crowd, he was actually very ordinary.

His act of delivering dumplings before the military training has been gradually forgotten by the girls in the class.

After all, there are many handsome and aggressive seniors in the sophomore and junior years, so they don't have to stare at the boys in their class.

School club recruits new students.

An Wuyang was interested in the English club early in the morning, so he casually asked Wen Ling, "Do you want to go shopping together?"

Wen Ling was quite surprised: "You want to join a club? What club?"

"English." An Wuyang took out an earphone and stuffed it in his ear. Inside was Huo Yunchuan's English recitation recorded for him: "What about you? Are you interested?"

Wen Ling didn't expect it to be English: "Did you make a mistake..." He laughed a little and rubbed his forehead: "To be honest, if you want to learn English well, there is no need to join the English club at school."

First, the level of students in the school is actually limited. Those who are really capable are busy and don't have time and energy to communicate with rookies.

Second, most of the members of this club just want to pretend to be...

An Wuyang looked at him, thinking about it.

"Where are we going?" He didn't think about anything other than the English club.

"Tennis club." Wen Ling said.

The two hit it off immediately and walked directly to the tennis club's site.

Before they went, they didn't know that the tennis club was a popular club in the University of Commerce, and it was not easy to get in.

There are two reasons for this popularity.

First, there are two former professional tennis players who have played in international competitions here, and second, the most handsome sports guys in the school are gathered here.

When Wen Ling appeared in front of the club officer in charge of the interview, the beauty murmured numbly: "Here comes another handsome guy..." Maybe their club was cursed.

Knowing that Wenling High School played tennis for three years and had participated in competitions, the club officer hurriedly said, "Then you fill out the form and go through the process."

This means accepted.

When it was An Wuyang's turn to interview, the secretary asked, "Have you ever played tennis?"

The boy with a white earphone plugged into one ear smiled and shook his head: "I haven't played."

Clerk: "Like playing tennis?"

An Wuyang replied: "I'm quite interested, I want to try it out."

The secretary said unhappily: "Since there are too many students who want to join the tennis club, we will give priority to students who can play, and you don't seem to be particularly dedicated to tennis."

An Wuyang was not surprised that he was rejected politely: "Then...Wen Ling," he looked at the people around him: "You can participate by yourself, I will go and see other things."

The boy who was filling out the form put down his pen when he heard the words: "Then I won't go in either, let's go."

An Wuyang was stunned for a moment, very puzzled: "Hey... you are not..." Do you particularly like playing tennis?

The officer watched the handsome guy fly away with a dumbfounded look, feeling extremely anxious, and hurriedly said, "Are you guys together? Then we can think about it again."

Seeing something interesting, Wen Ling smiled and picked up the pen and stuffed it to An Wuyang: "Fill it in. Tennis is very simple. I will teach you how to play."

The secretary was dumbfounded again, isn't this handsome guy too shameless?

But I can't stand him, he is really handsome, and I can't get angry at all.

An Wuyang joined the tennis club in such a daze.

The officer in charge of recruiting held his application form, with mixed feelings: "Let me tell you what you need to prepare. First of all, sportswear and rackets. Since your friend has played games, it is right to ask him about this."

"Okay, thank you." The young man, who had been listening to his husband's voice, had a gentle and polite attitude, and the smile on his lips never stopped.

"Then gather at the club at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon." The officer pointed to his glasses: "Also, you are not allowed to wear glasses at that time. If you are short-sighted, it is recommended to wear contact lenses for training."

"Oh, you mean glasses? Actually, I'm not nearsighted." Hearing this, An Wuyang reached out to take off his glasses, and smoothed the slightly longer hair on his forehead, exposing his entire face.

The officer immediately looked at him with a face full of crap: "..."

President, the club really has a curse!