The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Qi is not sure which two male students will be voted out in the class to dance the waltz.

But Zhou Qi felt that no matter who he voted for, he couldn't vote for him.

There are a lot of classmates who don't like the original owner, and he hasn't been here for a long time, and there are less than ten classmates who can be named by name-this kind of thing must not happen to him.

In front of Fu Mingzhi, Zhou Qi wrote Fu Mingzhi twice on the note.

Fu Mingzhi said briefly, "It's useless for you to write about me."

"Heh," Zhou Qi taunted him, "Why are you so smart?"

Fu Mingzhi looked like he was kindly reminding Zhou Qi, and said slowly: "There is still a place for men's step jumping. If you don't want to wear a skirt, there is still time to sign up."

"I can't be chosen, why should I sign up?" Zhou Qi sneered, "Don't try to trick me into dancing, you can dance with the big guy in women's clothing."

Fu Mingzhi took Zhou Qi's note and folded it carefully, and frankly helped Zhou Qi hand it to the classmate who received the note.

After handing in the note, he looked at Zhou Qi and asked, "Who made you think you wouldn't be cast?"

--No one.

It is courage.Zhou Qi just felt that he couldn't vote for him.

There is evening self-study in the No. 06 middle school, and the evening self-study in the second year of senior high school is from 30:[-] to [-]:[-] and back to the dormitory after school.

This evening self-study Zhou Qi was very lonely. The first grader did not know what privileges he was granted. He went home from school after finishing the fourth period in the past two days. When it was evening self-study Zhou Qi’s right hand side was empty.

It's okay to be free. Zhou Qi wanted to go back and talk to Yan Yi, but Yan Yi went to discuss the chorus competition with the class committee.

By the way, count the votes.

The results will be out tomorrow morning.

Fu Mingzhi left the school gate in the twilight, and there was a black Bentley waiting at the school gate.

The car was driving towards Fu's house, and Fu An was waiting for him in the study.

Fu Mingzhi pushed open the door of the study, and Fu An was sitting on a soft chair with legs folded, flipping through financial magazines.This is Fu An's house, but Fu An is still wearing formal clothes and hasn't changed clothes - because he won't stay here for a long time, nor will he spend the night here.

Fu An closed the magazine and casually put it aside: "06:30 sharp, it's time for you to go home."

Fu Mingzhi knew that Fu An's "going home" meant not just "going home after school".

He also ordered him to return to Fu's house.

Fu Mingzhi didn't smile at all, but laughed: "What did you say to my mother to make her agree to send me to your house?"

"Do you really care what I said?" Fu An propped his temples with his knuckles, and smiled lightly, "Actually, you don't care whether you are at Wu Lan's house or here. There is no difference, is there?"

He stood up and walked in front of Fu Mingzhi without haste. The child who was born accidentally more than ten years ago has grown up and is now taller than him.Fu An said: "I don't recognize you, and Wu Lan doesn't recognize you, so it doesn't make much difference to you where you are."

There was no expression on Fu Mingzhi's face, but his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

He is used to restraining his emotions and emotions, but he can't be indifferent.

Fu Mingzhi didn't know what he was angry with, nor who he had resented, he just felt tired and powerless.

"Or, there is a little difference." Fu An smiled faintly, "You are in the Fu family, and you are the heir to all the properties of the Fu family, so you won't be too anxious to get money when you are still in school. money."

Fu An doesn't care about Wu Lan's life, but as long as he wants to know what Wu Lan has done, he can know: "I guess Wu Lan hasn't told you that you and her have been living for nearly 20 years. It's a burden, so I didn't expect that Wu Lan, as your mother, would ignore you for several months."

Fu Mingzhi sat on the chair, drooping his eyelids and saying nothing.

He had nothing left to say to his "family."

Fu An poured himself a cup of tea, with a gentle demeanor, as if he was considering Fu Mingzhi reasonably: "If your mother hadn't done such an excessive thing, I could let you stay with her until you graduated from high school, but if Wu Lan even your mother The basic life cannot be guaranteed, and you are going back home now."

"I don't stop you from meeting anyone, it's your freedom." Fu An took a sip of tea, "I won't interfere with any of your decisions until you graduate from high school. I will provide you with living expenses, are you willing to live in Here, it’s up to you to stay with your grandparents, or go out and live somewhere else by yourself.”

"You just need to do one thing, remember that you are my son."

Fu An's voice is gentle, like his promise, it's all a gift to Fu Mingzhi.

Fu Mingzhi raised his eyelids, stood up, and uttered a word: "Get lost."

When Fu Mingzhi turned to go to the door, Fu An said behind him: "There is a credit card on the table, and the password is your birthday. Remember to take it with you before you leave. But if you leave here to go back to find Wu Lan, then you don't have to." Go, if Wu Lan continues to live with you, I will not give her living expenses."

Fu Mingzhi paused.

Fu An continued slowly: "If you don't believe me, you might as well see which one Wu Lan would choose between money and family affection. But since Wu Lan gave birth to you after graduating from college, she hasn't gone out to work for seventeen or eight years. Nothing but fun, so I'm not suggesting you make fun of your mother's security."

"Unless you can afford your own living expenses now, and the expenses of eating, drinking and having fun with your mother."

Fu An was condescending, with a bit of sarcasm, blocking all of Fu Mingzhi's paths.

Fu Mingzhi didn't look back, and pushed the door open.

Fu An reminded him slowly: "Cut."

"No need," Fu Mingzhi's tone was flat, neither anger nor embarrassment could be heard, "I have a part-time job."

Not a part-time job.

It's just that I helped people design application software during the summer vacation, and I got paid for it.

In domestic high schools where self-study is from morning to evening, part-time work and part-study are simply impossible.

But even if he didn't have any money and had to drop out of school to find a job, Fu Mingzhi didn't want to go back to Fu's house.

The candidates will be announced in the morning self-study, and the class committee discussion results of the chorus competition will be announced by the way.

Zhou Qi stayed up late last night to revise his composition, and fell asleep lying on the table in the morning self-study. He didn't know when Zhang Feng came in. He only knew that he was woken up by Zhang Feng's slap on the back of the head.

Zhou Qi sat up straight in a daze, and habitually glanced at his deskmate.

He remembered the evening self-study, so he leaned over and whispered when Zhang Feng returned to the podium to speak: "Why don't you go to the evening self-study? How did you get the teacher to approve this matter?"

Fu Mingzhi glanced at Zhou Qi indifferently, but ignored him.

Zhou Qi asked again: "Does the first grade have privileges? If so, just wink with me."

Fu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Qi without blinking or speaking. Zhou Qi got close to him and could smell the clean lemon smell on the first grader.Zhou Qi had just sniffed, and when he was about to say something more, he suddenly heard the head teacher Zhang call him: "...and Zhou Qi, two classmates."

Zhou Qi in the front didn't listen, but Zhou Qi in the back listened to "two classmates".

The class has been a bit noisy, and when I heard this, I burst into a "hahaha" like a frying pan.Zhou Qi was still leaning next to Fu Mingzhi, and turned back with a bad feeling——

He was sitting in the first row, and when he turned his head, he saw countless pairs of eyes sweeping at his face, "hahaha" while sweeping.

Zhou Qi felt that he had overturned: "Fu Mingzhi, what, what's wrong?"

Before Fu Mingzhi could hear his answer, Zhou Qi saw the last row, and a buddy who once shared the VIP seat with him suddenly stood up.

This buddy is a sports student who plays basketball. He is more than 1.9 meters tall. When he came to the chair, he said, "Mr. "

The head teacher Zhang was shy, with a kind face on his face: "Everyone elected them, how to change this? There will definitely be numbers, and if it can't be customized, there is still time - and look, isn't there Zhou Qi with you?" ?”

Zhou Qi: "???"