Transmigrated into a School Idol and Forced to Do Business - Chapter 7
The next day, there was something wrong with Uncle Li’s family. Fu Xia and Yu Chen sent Yu Baizhou to school.
The car stopped in front of the school gate. Before getting off, Yu Baizhou looked at the two with a crying face. “Dad! I’m sorry for you! I went to school, bye.”
After talking, he got out of the car without looking back, and there was quite a heroic sense of heroic death.
Two dads: “…”
Yu Chen: “I don’t know why, I always feel that Yu Baizhou is behind us.”
Fu Xia: “… Close your crow’s mouth.”
Yu Bozhou had just entered the classroom, and Tu Gaoming came around. “Boss, I didn’t come to study last night for self-study, only to know that you were actually arranged to report to the blackboard with He Yan. I went, and the people in this arrangement are too I will pick something up! “
He Bo’s body shook when he heard He Yan’s name.
Then he reached out to Tu Gaoming and Tu Gaoming looked puzzled. Yu Baizhou said: “Let me your English essay, I will recite fifty articles today.”
Tu Gaoming: “!!!”
Tu Gaoming: “Boss, are you okay?”
Yu Baizhou smiled and looked at him, “It’s okay, but suddenly I want to study hard.
Knowledge alters your fate.
Tu Gaoming silently handed his entire English composition to his boss, and then cast his gaze.
Tu Gaoming thought about it and asked Yu Bozhou: “Boss, then the blackboard report or I will help you out?”
Yu Baizhou waved his hand, “No, I will do it myself.”
Only when we face difficulties can we resolve conflicts better.
At noon, He Yan ate a good meal and returned to the classroom. There were only a handful of people in the classroom, the most prominent of which was Yu Baizhou, who was working **** the blackboard.
After hard work yesterday and today, more than half of the text on the blackboard has been written, and it is almost the last part of the soul chicken soup and painting in the lower left corner.
Yu Baizhou stood on the stool, carrying the magazine in his hand, and was copying the article above.
The tall and thin figure of the teenager appeared to stand taller as he stood on the stool. Looking from the side, the curled eyelashes looked like a fan. With the head-down movement, the tip of the nose flicked up slightly. The full cheeks add a bit of refinement.
He Yan looked at the man standing on the stool and couldn’t help thinking of what happened yesterday afternoon.
Thinking of Yu Baizhou’s angry look, a small, unclear smile flickered in his eyes, and then his eyes froze a little.
Probably surprised by this incredible emotion.
He Yan regained his usual calmness.
He knew very well that no matter whether it was his last life or this life, he and Yu Baizhou would not have any relationship.
Neither, nor want.
He Yan walked in, took a box of colored chalks from the cupboard next to the blackboard, and raised his hand to start painting in the blank space of the blackboard.
But as soon as the chalk fell on the blackboard, the arm was held by the person next to it.
He Yan raised his eyes and saw that Yu Baizhou bent over slightly, holding his arm in horrified expression, as if the little hamster was nervous when he was found by the owner.
With a panic on Yu Baizhou’s face, he was initially worried that He Yan would not give himself a chance to express himself. Later, because he recovered, he found that he actually held the sleeve of the future richest man in the country with the hand with chalk dust. Shengsheng left five gray finger prints.
He looked at the five fingerprints …
After that, he had another reason for his miserable old age.
Ha ha.
He Yan looked at the person in front of him, “Something?”
After thinking for some time, Yu Baizhou decided to ignore this small error for a while, and then he raised the corners of his mouth, trying to make his smile look friendly and kind, “Student He Yan, don’t delay learning, these are all I ’ll do the small work. “
Tu Gaoming, who had just returned to the door of the classroom after going to the supermarket, almost spouted all the sprites in his mouth after hearing the speech of his boss.
After Yu Baizhou finished speaking, he loosened He Yan’s arm and patted the ash on it, showing a clever look.
He Yan pursed her lips quietly.
He remembered the flower that Yu Baizhou painted yesterday and said, “… Forget it, no need.”
Yu Baizhou Shengsheng heard from He Yan’s tone that he felt disgusted. The blue muscles on his forehead couldn’t help but jumped, but he still kept a good face, “… Ok.”
Yu Baizhou took the magazine and turned to the blackboard to continue excerpting.
At this moment, his heart collapsed.
Just this morning, he got the complete information of the novel.
In the novel he wore into, the man in the book is a very talented school bully, because all aspects of the show are too dazzling, causing many people to regard him as a nail in the eye, and they are extremely dissatisfied with him. They are trying to adjust him, and finally leave a dark shadow that cannot be wiped out to the male high school life.
However, these villains don’t know that the man who looks like a poor man is actually the eldest son of the richest man in a city. To be precise, he is the illegitimate child of the richest man.
After six years, the male owner will replace his father’s position with his own strength and become the new richest man in a city, and ten years later, he will become the youngest richest man in the country.
Until then, the hero will torture the villains who cast shadows on him in high school!
The man’s name is He Yan.
And he, Yu Baizhou, is the most fierce one among all men.
Commonly known as the villain!
Moreover, not only his own bad end, but also his doom will bring disaster to the two elders. In the near future, his dad’s company will go bankrupt, and his dad’s reputation in the construction industry will be stinked. Although it is not mentioned in the book who is the ghost, but this account is definitely He Yan!
Yu Baizhou didn’t think about running, but reason finally let him give up this idea.
He Yan had been fooled enough by the original owner before he came in, so even if he ran now, he would be able to get him back after he developed. After all, He Yan did not do this to others. Others are just a small supporting role, and his villain is even more conceivable.
Go to your sister ’s supporting role and throw cannon fodder to your sister ’s exhaustion!
Thanks to him, he also thought of himself as the protagonist in the past few days. As a result, He Yan, who was said to be the cannon fodder by 008, was the male lead! !
Thinking, Yu Bozhou buckled 008 in his mind unwillingly.
no respond.
Very good, this product has no news since he notified him this morning that the information has been imported. When he notified him, he actually said congratulations, haha, congratulations …
You will die when you come out!
In the afternoon, He Yan was having a class and Pan Yi sent a message.
Pan Yi: “Brother Yan, I got all the materials you requested. Some of them sent you your mailbox, and the other part I put in the USB disk. I will hand it to you in the classroom after the next class.”
He Yan checked the mailbox, and there was really only part of the information.
He Yan: “No, I’m going to find you now.”
Pan Yi: “Now? Isn’t it a class?”
He Yan: “Well.”
When He Yan arrived, Pan Yi happened to be playing a game in the dormitory. When He Yan came, he quickly stopped the game and handed him the U disk on the table. He Yan checked the contents in his notebook.
Pan Yi looked up and asked He Yan puzzled: “Brother Yan …”
He Yan: “Huh?”
Pan Yidao: “I’m curious, what do you want from your father’s company information?”
He Yan checked the contents and pulled out the USB drive safely. He also said to Pan: “You will know later.”
Pan Yi sat by the bed with his hands behind him. “It’s really mysterious.”
Although Pan Yi complained, he didn’t ask much.
He trusted He Yan.
He Yan put the notebook back on the table and then lay down on Pan Yi’s bed.
Pan Yi saw that He Yan did not plan to go back to class. It was strange, “Yo, did the school master also skip classes?”
He Yan put a hand behind his head and closed his eyes. “At noon and Yu Baizhou published the blackboard report and did not take a nap.”
Pan Yi curiously said: “Yu Baizhou? That stupid guy who didn’t deal with you at all in high school?”
Although Pan Yi didn’t know He Yan when he was in high school, he also heard about Yu Baizhou and He Yan. That fool always found trouble with his family Yan for various reasons. Here, Yu Baizhou’s reputation is rotten.
Thinking of this, Pan Yi said unpleasantly: “Brother, you tell me, is that **** fucking **** in trouble with you again? My mother **** you to death!”
He Yan slowly opened his eyes.
That’s right, if he repeats what happened before, Yu Baizhou will only trouble him.
In the cafeteria, when Sun Tianshuo was in trouble with him, Yu Baizhou would not only watch with cold eyes, but also joined hands with Sun Tianshuo to deal with him in the back, but the fact is that Yu Baizhou helped him.
When scheduled to publish on the blackboard together, Yu Baizhou pushed all his work to him because he did n’t look good, but the fact is that instead of pushing things to him, Yu Baizhou voluntarily asked himself to do it all by himself.
All this is different from before.
He Yan’s tea-colored eyes had a strange emotion, and from time to time, he closed his eyes again.
Yu Baizhou appeared in his mind.
This man makes him curious, what is his purpose …
The next section is an art class. The classroom is in another building. When Yu Bozhou came downstairs, a group of tall, short, fat, and inconsistent young brothers followed. A group of people marched towards the art building.
Arriving in the art room, Yu Baizhou sat in front of the drawing board, looked around, and found no figure of He Yan around him.
He whispered to Tu Gaoming around him: “He Yan has a leave?”
The original book described that He Yan was a famous good student in high school. Although he has a strange temper and no friends around him, his grades are one-on-one and he never misses classes for no reason.
If it does not come, it should be a leave.
… No, Yu Bozhou suddenly remembered, as if he had been absent only two days before.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter.
Tu Gaoming had a paintbrush in his hand, “Should I ask for leave, I just saw him go to the office just now. Not the boss, I found you a bit wrong today, especially at noon, boss, you tell me, right What bad things did He Yan do to you? Tell me I will avenge you! “
Yu Baizhou said: Do you believe that He Yan wants to destroy my family? But he couldn’t say it.
Worried that Tu Gaoming couldn’t think of going to trouble with He Yan, he said to Tu Gaoming: “You think about it, do you think he dares?”
Tu Gaoming thought about it carefully and found that He Yan was really afraid of it.
Seeing that Tu Gaoming gave up his revenge, Yu Baizhou was relieved.
The school bell rang, but after two minutes, no teacher came.
Tu Gaoming seemed to think of something suddenly, and said to Yu Baizhou: “Oh, the boss, just talked to old Li, saying that he has to be late for more than ten minutes. This class lets you talk to the classmates. Van Gogh’s olive tree series is … “
Tu Gaoming said a lot, and Yu Bozhou heard a stunned voice, and then remembered that the original owner was influenced by art since he was a child. His attainments in painting can be said to have a good depth. Since the age of five, he often followed Fu Xia to attend The famous art exhibition has won many international awards in the art world when he was twelve, so let the original owner talk about Van Gogh’s olive tree, it is a matter of hand, but if Yu Baizhou is going to talk, he may You can tell the class about the growth process of the olive tree, but the students are probably not interested.
Yu Baizhou put down the paintbrush in his hand, raised his hand under the stomach, turned to look at Tu Gaoming, then bent down and seduced his body for a second: “Ouch, my stomach suddenly hurts, maybe I ate the wrong thing yesterday, Xiao Tu , Please help me take a leave with Lao Li, I will go to the school doctor’s office! “
After finishing his speech, Yu Baizhou flew out of the art room with the fastest speed.
Tu Gaoming looked awkward behind him: “Not the boss? Who are you going to talk about the olive tree?”
Anyone can speak, but he certainly ca n’t.
After Yu Baizhou ran out of the art building, he thought about whether to do enough tricks to go to the school’s medical room, but thought about it, or forget it, just go back to the classroom, if asked, he said that he had already been to the school’s medical room, the doctor recommended Rest quietly.
When Yu Baizhou returned to the classroom, he was empty.
He was naturally fair-skinned, and he basked in the sun for a while while passing by the square. In addition, he climbed all the way to the third floor without taking a break. The cheeks on both sides naturally brought a little blush.
When he entered through the back door, passing by He Yan’s position, he accidentally bumped into He Yan’s desk. Inattentive, something fell out of the table hole.
He looked on the ground and found that it was actually a love letter.
A pink clean envelope with a big love on the outside, not a love letter?
Yu Bozhou remembered that there was no girl in the novel who sent a love letter to He Yan, but he turned to think that the content in the novel was not the diary of the protagonist. How could he write every detail of the protagonist?
Although He Yan has not grown into a diamond man in the future, so-called green vegetables and radishes have their own love, so it is not surprising to think about it.
He stepped back half a step, reached out to pick up the love letter that fell to the ground, and wanted to put the love letter back. As a result, the love on the envelope was probably too loose and not sticky, so the moment he picked up the envelope, the love fell again. On the ground.
Yu Baizhou shook his head and reached out another hand to pick up the love that fell to the ground.
When He Yan walked to the back door of the classroom, what he saw was-
Yu Baizhou glued the pink love tightly to the pink envelope, then blushed, and carefully inserted the envelope into his table hole.