Is this class leader fake?

Chapter 18

After getting out of the car, I saw a pretty store signboard within two steps. There was a small table outside the gate, with various flower bouquets on it. The name was very simple.

Qianqian flower shop.

"Is this Qianqian's flower shop?"

Hua Yue looked at the flower shop in surprise.

Ling Cheng responded and led him towards the flower shop.

"No wonder the little girl wants to be a flower fairy, she really is."

Hua Yue touched the starry sky on the low table, and followed Ling Cheng into the door.

The bear pendant on the door dutifully announced two welcomes. With the sound of wind chimes, as soon as you entered the door, you could smell the unique fragrance of the flower shop, lingering in the air, exuding a pleasant atmosphere.

There are flower stands all around the room, and some common varieties Huayue can still be called by their names, but it is difficult to recognize the specific species.

Just about to ask Ling Cheng for his name, he heard footsteps coming from the back room.

"came back."

The person who came out was still holding a few roses that were being processed in his hand, his shoulder-length hair was simply tied into a ponytail, and he had a gentle smile.

Hearing the sound, Ling Cheng turned around and responded.

"Aunt Joe."

"Hello, Aunt Qiao."

Seeing her looking at him, Hua Yue bowed his eyes and greeted her proactively.

"I'm Ling Cheng's classmate."

"Hua Yue, right? I know."

Qiao Wanxin smiled and put the flowers in her hand into the vase on the stage, and walked over to look at his arm.

"Xiao Cheng said that you went to the hospital to remove the plaster today, how do you feel now?"

Hua Yue waved his arm and said indifferently.

"It's all right now, and the doctor said it looks good after taking the film."

"That's good. I still need to pay more attention to it recently, and take care of it for a while."

Qiao Wanxin said with a smile.

"You go to the house to play first, Qianqian is still waiting for you, I stewed bone soup at noon, I will call you when the meal is ready."

Hua Yue glanced at Ling Cheng in surprise, and obediently raised a slight bow to Qiao Wanxin, showing his canine teeth and smiling brightly.

"Thank you, Aunt Qiao, Qianqian will definitely be a great beauty like you in the future, the super charming one."

"Hey…"

Qiao Wanxin looked at him with a smile.

"I'm too embarrassed to answer your words."

Ling Cheng pulled Huayue's backpack helplessly.

"gone."

Walking into the house, Ling Cheng couldn't help asking.

"How many times have you changed your girlfriend?"

"What do you mean, how many have you changed? Where did I get my girlfriend?"

Hua Yue glared at him.

"Father is very pure, okay?"

"Sorry, I can't see it."

Ling Cheng glanced at him.

"You know that's called prejudice."

Hua Yue rolled his eyes at him.

"Praising ladies is the basic self-cultivation, not to mention that Aunt Qiao is really very temperamental. Good-looking is good-looking. If you have to say it, you must say it. Only those who are confident will live happier and become better-looking. Do you understand what a scumbag."

Ling Cheng snorted.

"Without experience, I can't understand."

Hua Yue narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, then heaved a sigh.

"It's okay, I can understand. You have such a class of Xueba, but you don't have super high IQ and EQ."

Hua Yue said this and shook his head, sighing sympathetically.

"It's very pitiful, just like a cold-blooded old popsicle like you."

Seeing Ling Cheng's footsteps stop suddenly, Hua Yue jumped out a few steps with a sense of crisis, just in time to see Qianqian who was watching a cartoon.

"Little fairy! Brother Hua is here to see you!"

Ling Cheng stood by the door and stared at his back for a while, Hua Yue was not disturbed by his death sight at all, he firmly did not look back, and even provocatively raised his middle finger at him with his hands behind his back.

"stupid guy…"

Ling Cheng chuckled and followed into the house.

"I brought you a gift, you open it to see if you like it, if you don't like it, brother will buy it for you."

Hua Yue handed the gift bag to Qianqian, and the little girl almost lost her eyes laughing holding the bag.

"Thank you brother, as long as it is a gift, I like it."

Hua Yue pinched her shofar braid.

"Little Fairy really saves face."

Huayue bought a fluffy bunny bag for Qianqian. The bag was not too big. It contained a bag full of fruit candies, wrapped in simple transparent candy paper, which looked full of surprises.

"Wow!"

Qianqian's eyes widened when she saw Tang inside, as if she had gotten some incredible gem.

"Like it?"

"Like it!"

Hua Yue smiled in satisfaction, and said again.

“糖都是你的，但是一天不能吃太多…”

"I know! Eating too much will cause tooth decay."

Qianqian answered as if rushing to answer.

"You know about tooth decay, so smart!"

Hua Yue applauded her.

Qianqian smiled and pointed to Ling Cheng who was at the side.

"My brother told me."

Huayue applauded halfway, glanced at Ling Cheng who seemed to be in need of a beating, and put down his hand decisively.

"He should know, he should be sensible at such an age..."

"You know this, so smart."

Ling Cheng raised his eyebrows and sat on the chair next to him, looking down at him.

"..."

华越磨了磨牙，趁着芊芊不注意，抬手冲凌程竖了个中指，还没来得及缩回去，就被凌程手疾眼快的拿芊芊的玩具仙女棒敲了一下。

you sir!

Hua Yue complained silently to him while rubbing his fingers dissatisfied.

Should.

Ling Cheng answered him without any burden.

Although the lunch is home-cooked, the variety is complete and rich.

It can be regarded as one of the most nourishing meals that Huayue ate after transferring to another school. After all, he and Li Quan are not good at cooking. They usually either eat in the school cafeteria or order takeaway directly.

"It's such a blessing to be able to eat home-cooked meals, and Aunt Qiao's cooking skills are really good."

As soon as Hua Yue spoke, he began to run wild.

"Why don't you just open a flower shop and restaurant, and you will definitely be overwhelmed by then."

"Then I'm too busy."

乔婉欣给华越又盛了碗骨头汤，笑着说。

"It's good like this now. Sometimes I have to be busy for a while when I receive a larger order. If there are too many, I can't take care of it. If you like to eat, you can come here often."

Hua Yue took the bowl and thanked him.

"Then if I need flowers to order from you, don't give me a discount."

After eating and playing with Qianqian for a while, Hua Yue followed Ling Cheng upstairs.

The two rooms on the second floor are where they usually live, and Ling Cheng has one room for each of them. They are indeed neighbors across the door.

"Do you need to change your shoes?"

After opening the door, Hua Yue looked at it and sighed.

"It's very clean and tidy, monitor, my room is so messy compared to yours."

Ling Cheng took a pair of slippers and threw them in front of him.

"After all, this is where people live."

"... Are you scolding me?"

Hua Yue kicked Lala to change his shoes and stared at Ling Cheng.

Ling Cheng smiled at him.

"so smart."

"..."

Clever you ball of yarn...

After Hua Yue finished complaining, he began to look around intently.

"Can I just look around?"

"Did I cover your eyes?"

Ling Cheng took two cups, poured water and put them on the coffee table.

"Drink when you're thirsty."

"Oh."

Hua Yue responded and patrolled the room.

"I've asked you before. If I accidentally see something you shouldn't see, you can't kill me."

"Try it and see if you have the chance to be silenced."

Ling Cheng said indifferently.

The place where Ling Cheng lived was not too big, but he still couldn't stop Hua Yue from scurrying back and forth, uttering a sentence or two from time to time.

"Yo, the toilet is here."

"Your kitchen is quite big."

"Did you change the second bedroom into a study? It really is the layout of a schoolmaster..."

"Go and be an intermediary."

Ling Cheng leaned against the door and looked at him speechlessly.

Hua Yue glanced at him, showed a standard Fahrenheit smile, and made a gesture of please.

"Sir, please think about this house. Our house faces north and south, it is warm in winter and cool in summer. Although it is small in size, it is more practical. It is most suitable for a developing student like you."

Ling Cheng changed his posture and leaned against the door, pointing at the place he just pointed with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Can you tell the difference? That's West."

Huayue: "..."

It's amazing to be able to tell the difference between east, west, north and south...

"Come here and do the questions."

Ling Cheng smiled, turned around and entered the study.

"Oh…"

Hua Yue pursed his lips bitterly, the miserable time was about to begin again...

After all, the splint has been removed, so there is no need to continue to write with the left hand. Hua Yue tried to copy a few questions in the draft book, adapting to the unfamiliarity of not writing for a long time.

At the end of the writing, he clicked on the paper proudly, and said to Ling Cheng.

"My handwriting is not bad."

Ling Cheng took a glance.

"Can understand."

"cut…"

Hua Yue glanced at him dissatisfied.

"My handwriting must be better than yours. I practiced handwriting a lot when I was a child. My mother said that seeing handwriting is like seeing a person. If you say that I am so handsome, I must not be blind with my handwriting..."

Ling Cheng took out the paper that he had prepared for him a long time ago, and said with a smile.

"You scumbags have such a category. You don't have good grades in handwriting. It's very pitiful, just like you."

"...Squad leader Ling, I realize that you hold grudges very much!"

Hua Yue slapped the pen on the table and turned his face to look at him.

"But it doesn't matter, Dad is also very grudge."

Ling Cheng ignored him and put an adjusted timer in front of him.

"What?"

Hua Yue looked at the timer inexplicably.

"You don't plan to simulate a class time, do you? Then this time is not right."

Ling Cheng spread the papers in front of him.

"Let's write, pre-exam test."

"..."

华越看了眼旁边摞着的好几份卷子，艰难的拿起了笔。

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