MVP in the next examination room

When the delivery boy and Tang Ran brought in several big bags of things together, Yuan Che glanced at the table in front of them, and felt that it was a bit embarrassing for them to pile up here.

There were not many people eating in the store at noon, so Yuan Che dragged a table from the side and put it together with the rice noodle table.

"Come on, thank you, Brother Ran," Jin Luo said excitedly while unpacking, "Brother Ran is generous."

"No thanks," Tang Ran said, "Just transfer the money later."

"...Ah?" Jin Luo tried to tell from Tang Ran's face whether it was a joke, "Mr. Tang, I have no money, can game coins work?"

Tang Ran glanced at him, then turned to greet Shang Xiao: "Well, Captain, come here together."

Shang Xiao, who was "downgraded" inexplicably: "Ah, is this... suitable."

"It's suitable, just open it and eat it." Tang Ran said, "Let's eat it all, and there is no leftover."

Li Hong whispered to Ding Yifan: "Why do I feel that Brother Ran's expression when he said this...was a bit tragic? Is it my illusion."

All the takeaway boxes were opened, and the fresh, fragrant, sweet, and spicy smells diffused slowly in the store. Shang Xiao's reservedness just now was all gone, and he rolled up his sleeves and ate to forget himself.

"Where did we talk just now?" Ding Yifan tried to pick up the topic just now while eating.

Li Hong: "Review."

"Ah, yes," Shang Xiao pulled a napkin and wiped his mouth, "I just wanted to ask, what kind of self-criticism did Yuan Che write? Your sub-points are too scary, you have to write a self-criticism if you fail the exam? ?”

"No," Jin Luo said while lowering his head to peel the crayfish, "it's the police who stole the computer..."

"Shut up." Yuan Che's eyelids twitched, "...don't fucking mention this again."

The others fell silent for a moment.

Tang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little regretful for no reason, so he quietly approached Shang Xiao's ear, and said, "I'll read it to you when I find another chance."

Yuan Che: "..."

*

After eating for a long time, when several people returned to school, the school gate had already opened.

There were not many people in the classroom, so Ren Yuzhen sat in his seat early, writing something quickly with a pen in his hand.

"Hey, the school committee is a little too active today."

Ren Yuzhen raised his head and saw Tang Ran and his party entering the door, his eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior: "Brother Ran, help!"

Tang Ran asked: "What's wrong?"

"My dad, asked me to copy the plot twice more..." Ren Yuzhen pressed his left hand on his chest, excruciating pain, "I'm really about to vomit. Brother Ran, can you copy my words for me? I'll give you money, as long as I can afford it, as much as I want."

"Tie Tou, are you kidding me?" Before Tang Ran could answer, Jin Luo held his stomach and laughed, "Bringing Brother Ran with money is the funniest thing I've heard this week—you ask?" Ask Brother Ran, does anyone take care of you?"

Ren Yu looked at Tang Ran pitifully: "Brother Ran, is it okay?"

Tang Ran said, "Okay."

Jin Luo: "!!!"

Tang Ran's expression remained unchanged: "Why not."

"..."

When Tang Ran returned to his seat with a pen and paper, Yuan Che turned his face slightly and glanced at him: "Business is quite busy."

Tang Ran sighed lowly: "No way, the economic crisis."

Yuan Che turned his head away and didn't speak again.

After a while, Tang Ran looked down at his phone and found that Yuan Che had sent him a message just now:

－［How much is the takeaway］

Tang Ran couldn't hold it back, and said happily, "Hey, you believe everything I say?"

Yuan Che said with a cold face, "How much, do you want it, don't forget it."

"No," Tang Ran said, "If you really feel sorry, just do it like this: When I really can't eat and go to your place to eat and drink, just remember to take me in."

Yuan Che replied without emotion: "Dream."

……

Before the last evening self-study, Tang Ran looked at the 50 yuan that Ren Yuzhen had typed, and felt a little unsatisfied: "Your father asked you to copy it twice?"

Ren Yuzhen: "...Brother Ran, why do I hear you feel so sorry?"

Tang Ran's words were sincere: "I suggest you copy it several times, just in case you need it."

Ren Yu was so frightened that he waved his hands again and again: "No, no, brother Ran, you can't curse people even if you go bankrupt."

Tang Ran said angrily: "Who is bankrupt! You don't know good people."

Ren Yuzhen: "You're not bankrupt, how could you be willing to sell yourself for 50 yuan..."

Tang Ran: "Fart, am I betraying myself? I am pouring out the pure friendship between classmates!"

Ren Yuzhen rubbed his hands: "Really? Brother Ran, why don't you return the money... I don't think any monetary interests should be mixed in our pure friendship."

The two of them were chattering nonsense, when the chemistry class representative came down from the office upstairs and called out, "Brother Ran, Brother Yuan, Teacher Ren told you to go to his office."

Tang Ran didn't take it too seriously. After all, he secretly glanced at Yuan Che's paper and copied a lot of questions. Although he couldn't get a high score in the exam, he would definitely pass it.

Before he left, he said to Ren Yuzhen, "I'm going to ask your dad if I need you to copy it a few more times to deepen my memory."