Is this class leader fake?

Chapter 6

Having said that, Hua Yue was fascinated by the slap-sized place. When he bought Coke and went back to the classroom, it was almost time for class, and there were not many students left in the corridor.

It can't be blamed on him, it can only be said that he is not familiar with the road conditions...

Hua Yue defended himself in his heart.

Walking to the corner of the stairs, I happened to bump into Jiang Qi and Ling Cheng who were going up the stairs side by side, and was thinking whether to go up to say hello, when I saw Jiang Qi patted Ling Cheng's shoulder.

"It's fine if you don't want to talk about it. I just want to know the situation. The living expenses have been transferred to the card I gave you before. If you need it, you can get it yourself. Don't keep telling me to work."

Hua Yue's footsteps stopped instantly, and he lost a little distance from the two of them.

Why does this sound so...

"I said no need, I have enough money."

Ling Cheng still had that indifferent look, and he didn't seem to appreciate it very much.

"Save it if you have enough, and you may use it someday."

Jiang Qi waved his hand, as if he was used to this attitude.

"Okay, go back to class, don't skip classes for me in the future, and tell me directly if you have something to do, it's not that you won't give you a vacation, and you will be happy if you let the school come to trouble me?"

"understood."

Ling Cheng responded and walked in the direction of the classroom. Jiang Qi looked at him for a while, squeezed his neck helplessly, and turned to walk to the office.

Hua Yue walked slowly to the stairs, glanced at each side, and entered the classroom on the tail of the class bell.

Walking to the seat, he glanced at the expressionless Ling Cheng and raised his eyebrows.

There's gossip here...

In the last class, Huayue was basically in a state of self-abandonment. In addition, he was always thinking about the suspected gossip scenes he saw before, and the small theater in his heart had staged more than a dozen bloody dramas with beginning and end.

But curiosity is nothing but curiosity. If he really dared to ask Ling Cheng to the end, it might not be the casserole that was broken, but himself. After all, compared to the value of force...

Hua Yue glanced at Ling Cheng's note-taking hand, alright, let him win...

So very restrained, he put all the problems in his eyes, and glanced at him from time to time.

Ling Cheng, who was forced to undergo an X-ray scan for a class, finally took the initiative before the end of get out of class, closed the book and turned to look at him.

"Either speak up if you have something to say, or go to the infirmary to have a look at the cervical spine, and treat any illness."

"You have the disease…"

Hua Yue yelled at him habitually, and when he finished yelling, he saw Chu Siyuan walking towards them, and swallowed back the words that followed.

"I'm hungry, so I just want to ask where your cafeteria is."

"..."

Ling Cheng paused, and looked at him with idiot eyes.

Chu Siyuan heard the word cafeteria and keenly found the topic.

"Going to eat, let's go together!"

"Okay."

Hua Yue responded with a smile. Seeing that Ling Cheng got up and walked out without talking to him, he tacitly translated in order not to refuse, put his arms around Chu Siyuan's brother and chatted behind him.

"What signature dishes do we have in the cafeteria? Let me introduce them."

"This..."

Chu Siyuan is a bit of a foodie by nature, and he can't stop talking about it. In the end, he can almost come up with a recipe, which still comes with steps.

Hua Yue smacked his lips, not to mention anything else, it was very appetizing anyway.

The noon sun is scorching hot, and it won't be long before it shines on the body, and it will burn red. With the smell of dry grass, the air feels dull. From time to time, a gust of hot wind blows and the sycamore trees rustle softly, and the people passing by The students were clamoring, except for the one or two chirping of cicadas, which sounded like an alarm, which was very noisy.

Ling Cheng glanced at the two chattering people beside him and frowned, they were very noisy...

There was already a long queue at the cafeteria window. They didn't come too late, but they still couldn't compare to people who rang the bell to grab food. Judging by the lineup, they would not be able to eat for a while.

Hua Yue was behind Ling Cheng, and Chu Siyuan didn't know who he was chatting with on WeChat, so when he entered the cafeteria, he lowered his head and poked his phone.

Hua Yue looked at the food in the hands of the classmates who came and went, eagerly looked at the front window, and asked Ling Cheng in front of him casually.

"Squad leader, what are you going to eat?"

"meal."

Ling Cheng said perfunctorily.

"Tsk..."

Hua Yue glanced at the back of his head.

"You are so boring."

Then shut up quickly.

Ling Cheng ignored him and complained in his heart.

But obviously Huayue didn't have this plan, probably because he felt bored, so he turned the topic around to those papers.

"Will you teach me how to do the homework after the evening self-study? Anyway, we are at the same table, so we can't really let the secretary run around to teach me, it's too troublesome..."

"Huh? Call me?"

Chu Siyuan raised his head subconsciously when he heard the name.

"No, you continue to post, I will develop a relationship with the monitor."

Hua Yue came back smoothly.

"Oh."

Chu Siyuan lowered his head and continued to send messages, but suddenly raised his head in shock before typing a word.

What to cultivate?

"And you can't always be so indifferent to me, right? We're only a sophomore in high school, and we'll have to get along for at least a year. It's so awkward that we don't see each other all day long."

Hua Yue earnestly enlightened Ling Cheng.

Seeing that Ling Cheng did not express his opinion, he continued to analyze with him reluctantly.

"Besides, the two of us are also grasshoppers on the same rope now. If I can't do it, Mr. Jiang will come to you later to ask you for accountability. You still have to waste this time to be punished. Why don't you just teach me now, and I'm not Unappreciative person, if you have anything you need, just ask, just treat it as my tuition fee..."

Hua Yue babbled from the end of the line to the head of the line. Ling Cheng stared at the picture on the window and frowned patiently. When there was only one person left in front, he suddenly turned around and interrupted him.

"Do you know what the household contracting means?"

"what?"

Hua Yue was a little confused by his sudden question, and looked at him with question marks.

"Since your land is contracted to me, you have to be responsible for the output, and I want to see the benefits, otherwise I can only hand you over to the organization again."

After Ling Cheng finished speaking, he hooked his lower lip very rarely, as if smiling.

Then when Huayue was still in a daze, he turned around and ordered a set meal of two meat and one vegetarian, pointed to Huayue behind him, and told the aunt in the cafeteria.

"He pays for my share."

Huayue: "..."

Chu Siyuan: "..."

Hua Yue stared at the back of him holding the rice and walking away in shock.

"Lying! Slot!"

Is this a fucking human thing? !

Hua Yue was so angry that he didn't say a word to him all afternoon, and he didn't even give him a look.

He ignored Ling Cheng, and Ling Cheng was happy to be at leisure, writing the questions by himself, and had no intention of explaining the papers to him at all. Chu Siyuan dutifully carried a stool and ran over to explain a few things to him, but how much did he understand? , Huayue himself didn't know, and his heart was full of anger.

It's not that he feels sorry for the money for the meal, but the main reason is that he has never met such a soft and hard person who always sets people up, he is so jealous that he has a myocardial infarction.

When school was about to leave, Hua Yue glanced at Ling Cheng who packed his schoolbag and left.

It's okay, you kid, you really have a good temper as a father, if you can't beat you, can't you be punished...

Returning to the bar at night, Hua Yue was too lazy to say hello and planned to go in directly through the back door.Going around to the back alley, I saw a man who didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be crazy, molesting his waiter.

The little girl probably came out to make a phone call, and the mobile phone was still in her hand. The drunken man blocked the door maliciously and refused to let in, which made the little girl angry and anxious, and she had to prevent him from doing anything. A lick of hands.

Without even thinking about it, Hua Yue kicked him away, and opened the door to let the little girl in first.

"Who the hell are you!"

The man who was kicked down got up from the ground moaning, pointed at Huayue and started cursing. The curse words he scolded were not repeated, and he was not at all insane after being drunk.

Normally, Huayue might choke on him, and would be happy to see him blushing and neck thickened by himself, but today, forget it, and don't want to say a word.

In the corner of the back door next to the stairs, there are a few pieces of wood left over from the renovation, which he and Li Quan have sanded with sandpaper, making it very easy to use in fighting.

Hua Yue picked up the stick and swung it towards him, the sound of cutting through the air was very threatening, scaring the pseudo-drunk man to quickly retract the hand pointing at him, still cursing dirtyly.

Hua Yue waved his bastard like a cat, forcing people to jump back and forth unhurriedly, making the man unable to confront Hua Yue head-on, except that the curses in his mouth became more and more intense. How aggrieved and how aggrieved.

"If you fucking want to hit me, hit me and don't insult me! Believe it or not, I'll find someone to deal with you when I come back..."

As soon as he pushed the person to the door, Li Quanting pushed the door vigorously, and heard a "boom", which happened to hit the back of the person's head.

"Yo, the melon is ripe."

Li Quan happily looked at the man on the ground who was hugging his head and mourning, explained a few words to the people behind him, and greeted Hua Yue to enter the door.

"I thought you had gone back to bed and slept in the cage. Your monitors are all here, but you just came."

Li Quan said half-jokingly.

"What about others?"

Hua Yue glanced at the stage, but did not see Ling Cheng.

"As for the lounge, it's still a while before he comes on stage, so I'll let him stay there first."

Li Quan explained.

Ling Cheng didn't come every day, the time he was scheduled for was from Friday to Sunday, and last night was at most a trial opening.

"Oh."

Hua Yue glanced in the direction of the lounge and raised his eyebrows.

"I'll go say hello."

In the staff lounge on the first floor, no one was in it except Ling Cheng at the moment. Hua Yue walked to the door, took out his mobile phone and started video recording, pushed the door and walked in.

"Good evening, everyone, today I will lead you to discover the behind-the-scenes identity of the singer A Yuan..."

Ling Cheng was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. When Hua Yue came in suddenly, he almost threw the phone out. He watched Hua Yue go blank for two seconds before gradually regaining consciousness.

"As we all know, any famous singer must have a standard stage name, so who is A Yuan's real identity, I will decipher it for everyone today. Look at this school uniform, this backpack, and this standard constipated face. Boss, Comrade Ling Cheng...hey, what are you doing? Don't touch me, I'm still recording, a well-known bar singer snatched the phone in public..."

Seeing Ling Cheng approaching, Hua Yue immediately turned off the video, stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and looked at him with bent eyes and a smile.

"How did you get in here?"

Ling Cheng confronted him, asking in a cold tone.

"Can you stop talking nonsense, you can't see the one who pushed the door in."

Hua Yue answered him foolishly.

Before coming here, Li Quan said that outsiders are not allowed in the lounge, Ling Cheng frowned.

"Are you an employee?"

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