2537 Admitting defeat in gambling (1)

Han qiqing couldnt get the book back, so she could only compromise and let song s.h.i.+jun guess the questions for her.

This one, this one, and this one.

Song s.h.i.+jun flipped through the pages and randomly picked a few questions.

Han qiqing glanced at him and felt that he was very unreliable.

Can you be a little more serious?

Song s.h.i.+jun looked at her and said, Im serious! I dont think you can remember it, so Ill give you a tick.

With that, he picked up his pen and was about to write.

Han qiqing quickly stopped him. no, no, you cant put a tick on it! There were many traces! Do you have a pencil? You can erase it with a pencil.

Song s.h.i.+jun asked, pencil? Who still used pencils nowadays? Were not kindergarten kids.

Han qiqing thought about it and agreed. then dont tick it. Anyway, you cant use this pen to scribble on it.

She was afraid that her brother would see it and ask her what the tick on the card meant.

Song s.h.i.+jun had no choice. He kicked the person on the other side of the aisle and asked, do you have a pencil? Who has a pencil?

The student was speechless.

You just said youre not a kindergartener, and everyone around you heard that. Who would dare to say that they have a pencil? wouldnt that be equivalent to saying that they were kindergarteners?

Seeing the hesitation on the other partys face, song s.h.i.+jun said in a more serious tone, what are you standing there for? if you have a pencil, give it to me!

The other party was embarra.s.sed and could only give him a pencil.

A pencil. Can I use this to tick? Song s.h.i.+jun said to han qiqing.

Han qiqing nodded. sure.

Song s.h.i.+jun said, youre so troublesome.

Youre the one who insisted on guessing the questions for me, so why dont you stop?

Just you wait. When you know how accurate my guess is, youll thank me.

If thats the case, Im really grateful to you.

Ill be waiting. Treat me to a meal.

There was P.E. Cla.s.s next, but han qiqing didnt go.

With a basketball in his hand, song s.h.i.+jun asked her, are you really not going? Revision in the cla.s.sroom? Is that true?

It was as if he had seen one of the ten wonders of the world.

Han qiqing waved her hand at him. go to your cla.s.s and dont disturb me. Also, take all the students away. No one is allowed to stay in the cla.s.sroom and disturb me.

youre so overbearing. Youre the only one whos allowed to make excuses for not going to P.E. Cla.s.s.

Han qiqing urged him, hurry up and go!

Song s.h.i.+jun mumbled as he walked, Im playing basketball with another cla.s.s today. I wanted you to cheer me on.

Han qiqing heard it and said casually, all the best. You can win even without my encouragement. Well, dont come back if you lose.

Im leaving. Song s.h.i.+jun waved at her with the basketball in his hand.

There were one or two students who wanted to stay in the cla.s.sroom, but they were all chased out by song s.h.i.+jun.

Han qiqing was very satisfied.

The cla.s.sroom suddenly became quiet, and she was the only one left. There was an indescribable and wonderful feeling.

The bell rang, and the students from the other cla.s.ses returned to their cla.s.srooms.

In the middle of her revision, han qiqing felt that her neck was a little sore. She looked up and ma.s.saged her neck, then looked out the window at the scenery.

She accidentally fell into a daze.

In her dazed eyes, a familiar figure walked past her.

Han qiqing came back to her senses and realized it was Lu Yichen.

Her eyes froze.

Lu Yichen was different from before. He didnt know when it had started, but he was now dressed in branded clothes. Branded clothes were still effective, and they made him look more n.o.ble and elegant.