Is this class leader fake?

Chapter 36

Looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window, Hua Yue leaned on the back seat with a dazed expression.

When school was about to leave in the afternoon, he received a message from his own mother, Ren Jia, asking him to go home for dinner, saying that a car had been sent to wait for him at the school gate.

It's not a negotiating tone, it's just a notice.

"I'm going home tonight, so I won't be leaving today."

Hua Yue lay down on the table sleepily and said to Ling Cheng.

Ling Cheng's writing pen paused, and he simply responded.

"Remember to take your medicine at night."

Hua Yue smiled.

"Squad leader, I always feel that you are scolding me when you say that."

"That only shows that you are seriously ill."

Ling Cheng took out a few papers from his bag and handed them to him.

"It's okay to go back and write this."

Hua Yue curled his lips and took the papers.

Ever since he passed the first exam, Ling Cheng always found some new competition questions for him to do. After all, he passed the exam last time. The honor of being the last one, as an ordinary person who wants to face, really can't enjoy it. So Huayue didn't refuse it, and it was one thing to do more.

"Hey... so annoying..."

Ling Cheng pointed at the table and said.

"Don't bother, bring it here for me to check tomorrow."

"I'm a patient now!"

Huayue protested dissatisfied.

"So what I'm giving you today is the number of patients."

Ling Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"..."

I thank you...

"Second Young Master..."

The driver in front looked at him several times in the rearview mirror and couldn't help calling him out.

"I'm not second."

Hua Yue said it smoothly.

The driver smiled. He had been working in the Hua family for many years, and he knew Huayue's personality very well. Huayue's obsession with this title basically formed a conditioned reflex.

"Young master, how is the new school? I heard that you participated in the competition a few days ago?"

Hua Yue was stunned for a moment.

"They all know?"

"What? About the competition?"

The driver nodded affirmatively.

"After all, it's the first time you left home, and Madam has been paying attention to you. When she came, she said that today is to pick you up and celebrate."

Hua Yue didn't answer, and frowned, feeling very irritable for no reason.

It's neither the final nor the first place. I came back to celebrate because of this kind of thing. I just want him to have a sense of presence at home...

He is not only tired of this meaningless and even boring way, but also a little timid.

The last one, the last one.

With this kind of title, even if it's over, it's probably not worth mentioning in his father's eyes, but you came back here to show off, do you deserve it?

What's more, is his last place really because he is lucky?

Hua Yue squeezed the bones of his hand and took back his emotions.

Forget it, I have to go back anyway...

and also……

"Is Hua Chao there?"

Thinking of this person, Hua Yue frowned subconsciously.

After all, he has been working for so many years, and the relationship between him and Huachao is also very clear to the driver, so he glanced in the rearview mirror a little helplessly.

"Yes, I didn't go out when I knew you were coming back yesterday."

Hold…

Hua Yue cursed secretly in his heart.

Compared with the small single room he lives in now, his house can be said to be magnificent, but when he stood at the door, Hua Yue didn't feel the ease of going home at all, and it was not even as good as entering Ling Cheng's house.

"My son is back."

Ren Jia saw him, walked over with a smile on his face, and looked him up and down.

"Yes, very energetic, go say hello to your father, he is in the study."

"OK, all right."

Hua Yue bent his eyes and nodded, polite and well-behaved.

"Mom, you're beautiful again."

Ren Jia smiled and said to the nanny beside her.

"This kid has a sweet mouth, otherwise why does his father like him so much?"

Hua Yue lowered his eyes with a smile, and said "I'm going upstairs", leaving Ren Jia and the nanny talking and laughing behind him.

The study room was not completely soundproof, and Hua Chao and his father could even be heard talking loudly. Hua Yue stood at the door taking a breath and knocked on the door of the study room.

"Dad, I'm back to see you."

Hua Yue pushed open the door, walked briskly over to lean on the desk, and said with a childish smile.

"I've been a little busy studying recently, and I don't always have time to come back. Do you miss me?"

Seeing Hua Yue, Hua Liming had a smile on his face.

"If you can win me glory, I will naturally miss you. I heard from your mother that you participated in the competition?"

"Yes."

Hua Yue shrugged helplessly.

"It's just that there are too many talented people, and I still can't rank well."

Before Hua Liming said anything, Hua Chao who was beside him laughed first.

"It's because you're not capable enough, that's fine, and you'll know what it means to be someone beyond others."

"I think so too."

Hua Yue agreed and followed his words.

"There are so many talented people, it's good to know a few more. Even if I don't have this ability, knowing a few more capable people may be able to make up for my shortcomings in the future."

"Correct."

Hua Liming opened his mouth.

"It's good for you to have this idea. Networks need to be accumulated. What kind of people will benefit you in the future is very important."

"Well, I know Dad."

Hua Yue nodded seriously.

Hua Chao glanced at him and smiled.

"You have to remember what Dad said, like the little bastards who got you into fights before, it's best not to have any more contact with him."

"What little bastard?"

Hua Liming looked at Hua Yue with obvious doubts in his eyes and motioned for him to explain.

"That... that's my brother's misunderstanding."

Hua Yue walked over to hold Hua Liming's shoulder.

"He is not a gangster. He is the monitor of our class, and he is also the first grader. He is also No.1 in the city in this competition. If you don't believe me, you can check it. Anyway, my brother has a photo, I remember When the two of us were beaten, someone took a picture and sent it to my brother."

Hua Liming cast his eyes on Hua Chao and said nothing.

Hua Chao frowned and clicked his tongue.

"I only found out later. A friend told me that he happened to meet him, so he sent me a photo."

"Husband, it's time to eat."

Ren Jia knocked on the door at the right time and interrupted the conversation in the study with a smile on her face.

The sumptuous meal was a bit wasteful, and it might also be because Huayue had no appetite.

Right now, it would be great to have Xueba sandwiches, or Oden from a convenience store, or Aunt Qiao’s sweet and sour pork ribs.

Hua Yue ate his meal slowly, his mind was full of those simple household chores.

I don't know if Ling Cheng likes to eat steak, it seems that I haven't eaten this kind of Western food with him, and Qianqian, why don't I have a meal with them sometime...

During the meal, Hua Yue hardly raised his head, his eyes kept on the food in front of him, anyway, he seldom talked during the meal, instead, it gave him a little relaxed and happy inner theater time.

After eating, Huayue went back to his room on the pretext of studying.

Except for the nanny's daily cleaning, no one comes to his room.

Hua Yue flung himself on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, groped with one hand and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, opened the WeChat interface, and stared at Ling Cheng's profile picture for a while.

Make a voice call to him.

"Hey."

Ling Cheng answered quickly, and heard his voice within two rings.

Hua Yue turned over with a smile.

"Squad leader, what are you doing? Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

Ling Cheng put on his earphones and continued flipping through the books on the desk.

"What are you doing on the phone? Have you written the paper yet?"

"I can't just chat with you? I'm very sad..."

Hua Yue complained in dissatisfaction.

"Then find a paper to fill the wounded heart."

Ling Cheng said with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Squad leader..."

Hua Yue paused for a while.

"Can you tell me if I can do it... You said last time that the city competition is generally not difficult, and I am the last one if it is not difficult. Is it true that I am not even the last one...and..."

Hua Yue was silent for a while.

"Forget it, nothing else, I just sigh."

Ling Cheng glanced at the call interface.

"You will know if you can do it after the test, but you will definitely not do it if you don't do the questions well now."

Hua Yue suddenly laughed after hearing this.

"Your words are driving me to do the problem. This chicken soup is stewed. I can't control the heat, monitor."

"I don't sell chicken soup, so let's make do with it."

Ling Cheng snorted.

Hua Yue exaggeratedly sighed.

"Okay, okay, I'll do the questions."

Sitting up from the bed, he hesitated while looking at the call interface.

"Squad leader, can you hang up the phone first?"

Ling Cheng didn't answer right away.

After Hua Yue finished speaking, he regretted a little.

What are you talking about, what are you being hypocritical about? This is...

Just as I was about to say something, Ling Cheng answered when I didn't say anything.

"it is good."

Hua Yue stood there in a daze for a moment, and before he could say anything, the corners of his mouth raised.

"Ang, I'll do the questions, I won't ask you."

"Ah."

Ling Cheng responded briefly.

A question only looked at the question, Hua Yue was a little distracted, looking at the screen of the mobile phone he had erected under the desk lamp, and the interface with the word "ling" was on.

I don't know how long I watched it, but Ling Cheng suddenly made a sound.

"Write the questions well, don't be lazy."

Hua Yue stared at the screen as if regained consciousness.

"I didn't start a video with you, how do you know I didn't write well?"

"At your current level, doing mental calculations is just nonsense, you don't even have the sound of making a draft, what else can you do besides being in a daze?"

What Ling Cheng said was well-founded, making it look like Sherlock Holmes.

Hua Yue shook his feet, bent his eyes and followed him.

"Then I can't go down and get a glass of water? Or maybe I just went to the toilet."

"When did you learn to leave your body? You can still hear the sound when you sleepwalk, and you use your mind to go to the toilet?"

Ling Cheng mocked unceremoniously.

"Are your pants all right?"

"You peed your pants!"

Hua Yue snapped back.

"Dad was obviously thinking about life just now."

"Okay, you continue to think, find a toilet and continue."

Ling Cheng reminded.

"Get out! Do you want to fight!"

Hua Yue patted the table and glared at the screen.

Ling Cheng laughed.

"Hurry up and do the questions, little prince, take the medicine at night and go to bed early, don't catch a cold again."

Hua Yue clicked on Ling Cheng's profile picture.

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