Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date!

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Fu Chuan was taken aback. This was clearly a typical confession scene, which he had just experienced.

Fu Chuan looked at Yao Yi standing at the back of the classroom, and finally followed her out of the classroom. At this time, the people in Class I have already started to pay attention to them both.

Fortunately, at this time, there were only five minutes between classes and there were no students in the corridor.

At the beginning, Fu Chuan was sure that Yao Yi didn't come to confess, but he hesitated looking at her posture.

Before Yao Yi could speak, Fu Chuan tentatively asked: "Are you playing a big adventure?"

"Huh?" Yao Yi looked at Fu Chuan inexplicably, "What big adventure?"

Fu Chuan didn't say much, only said: "Something?"

Yao nodded, then took out bits and pieces of tens of dollars from his pocket, held them in front of Fu Chuan and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What?" Fu Chuan's gaze fell on the change, as he didn't know it.

"I heard...you live on Fengyang Road? There is a bookstore over there. Can you buy books for me?" Yao Yi looked at Fu Chuan sincerely. He held the money in his hand and sent it to Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan was stunned and said, "That's it."

"That's it, do you agree?" Yao opened his eyes sincerely, "I knew you were a good classmate who was eager to help others."

"..." Fu Chuan was silent, he hadn't agreed at all.

Over there, Yao Yi had already squeezed the money into a ball, stuffed it into Fu Chuan's hand and said, "Thank you!"

Fu Chuan could only ask: "What book do you want?"

"Oh." Yao Yi reacted, "you will know my name by telling the shop owner."

Previously, the bookstore owner left Yao Yi's contact information, saying that she could send him any book she wanted.

"Is there anything else?" Fu Chuan asked the man who was still standing in front of him, holding a handful of money.

"Oh." Yao Yi shook his head, "It's okay."

Fu Chuan glanced at Yao Yi, stuffed the money in his pocket, and walked directly back to the classroom.

At this time, the crowd of people watching the excitement retracted their seats like birds returning to their nests.

Yu Qingying looked down at her exercises, her face pale. The rubber was tightly pinched with his right hand.

The rumors always spread quickly, and within an afternoon, they spread throughout the first grade: that Fu Chuan rejected the confession of a certain class of girls, but received a gift from the provincial champion Yao Yi.

Many people think that Fu Chuan hates girls who do not study well.

Fu Chuan didn't know and didn't want to know these rumors they were talking about.

Fengyang Road is far from the school and the road is off. There are not many buses. Every shift is separated by two hours.

Last time Yao Yi changed trains several times before arriving at Fengyang Road. Taking a taxi is fast, but it's too expensive to pay.

The bookstore on Fengyang Road is very conspicuous. When Fu Chuan came to Fengyang Road for the first time, he noticed it, and he had seen it before.

"Uncle Li, stop here." Fu Chuan said lightly, leaning on the back seat.

The shop owner still looked down at his book, and did not look up when he heard the guests coming. It wasn't until Fu Chuan stood at the front desk for five minutes that he looked up and said: "All high school test papers are 20% off, and other books are 10% off. There are standard classifications on them. Find them by yourself. Ask me if you can't find them."

Fu Chuan didn't move, but said, "I'll get Yao Yi's book."

The shop owner moved his eyes: "Yao Yi? You are waiting."

After speaking, the shop owner got up and pulled out two thick high school test question sets from a corner. He stood there and turned a few times, and finally his eyes fell under the base of the electric fan on the counter.

The shop owner held the books with his hands together, and soon dust fell on the desk.

"Here." The shop owner handed the book to Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan didn't move, but looked at the store owner coldly.

"Hey, you classmate. Okay, I'll wipe it for you." The shop owner was guilty and took the book back. After turning over for a long time, I found a rag and wiped the ash on it.

Fu Chuan just took it.

They are all set of high school questions. It seems that Yao Yi has finished his high school knowledge ahead of time.

Fu Chuan was not surprised, he himself finished these subjects ahead of schedule during the summer vacation.

Taking a large stack of books and getting in the car, Li Shu said kindly: "Master, what book you want to buy, just tell me in the future."

Leaning on the back seat, Fu Chuan closed his eyes and said, "It's a classmate's book."

Uncle Li looked at Fu Chuan through the rearview mirror, a look of surprise flashed by. After a while, he swallowed his words and concentrated on driving him back to the apartment.

Fu Chuan's parents bought the entire first floor of the apartment to prevent people from affecting Fu Chuan's rest.

The apartment has a dedicated chef and driver to pick you up. Fu Chuan only needs to spend three years here safely.

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Yao Yi planned to choose science from the beginning. Therefore, she simply went through the subjects of liberal arts. I don't plan to do other exercises. It's almost enough to listen to the teacher's lecture and the school questions are issued.

But these things like mathematics, physics and chemistry require examinations for the next three years. Yao Yi wanted to keep his hand feeling, and only then contacted the store owner to buy a bunch of problem sets.

However, the degree of difficulty of the test papers in Province M is not large enough, and the average bookstore does not enter the exercises in other provinces. Yao Yi could ask Fu Chuan, who thinks he is a little familiar, to help bring it.

In her opinion, classmate Fu Chuan is friendly and has helped her several times. This time is no exception.

Sure enough, the next day, Fu Chuan came to the second class to look for her.

At that time, Yao Yi was immersing himself in writing math problems, shielding the outside world, and didn't notice at all.

Han Jiaojiao had come back to chat with Zhao Qian, but watched Fu Chuan walk in through the back door. She desperately patted Li Ge next to him and motioned him to look back.

"What's wrong?" Li Ge still held a potato chip in his mouth, crunching his bite.

Fu Chuan ignored the eyes of the second group and went straight to Yao Yi. Put the book on her desk and said, "Your book."

The question was covered up, Yao Yi had to look up. Seeing the people who came to look around for a long time, they said, "Oh, thank you Fu Chuan."

Fu Chuan nodded, turned and walked out of Class 2.

Yao Yi stared at the pile of books, and suddenly chased him out: "Student Fu Chuan, wait a minute."

Fu Chuan turned his head, his heart was calm, and he looked straight at Yao Yi.

"Can you give me the phone number? It will be much more convenient to contact you to get the book in the future." Yao Yi didn't know the meaning of taking advantage of the fire.

"..." Fu Chuan said, looking at Yao Yi who had already taken out his mobile phone, "The school stipulates that mobile phones are not allowed."

"It's okay, just take it quietly." Yao Yi said seriously. In order to get the picture information sent by the neighbor next door faster, she pressed the bottom line again and again.

Perhaps Yao Yitai was too natural, so that Fu Chuan subconsciously reported his phone number.

"I remembered." Yao Yi said with his head down and fiddled with his cell phone for a while, "I will send a text message later. You can save my number."

As soon as Yao Yi entered, he was dragged by Han Jiaojiao and asked questions.

Han Jiaojiao said excitedly: "I also said that you didn't know each other before, and he has your book!"

Yao Yi sat down and flipped through the book Fu Chuan had brought over and said, "Didn't you say that Fu Chuan lived in Fengyang Road? I asked him to help me buy books in the bookstore."

Li Ge quickly reacted and said, "Oh", "Did you ask him to buy a book for you last time?"

Yao nodded and reopened his draft paper.

After the second get out of class in the morning, Fu Chuan received an unfamiliar text message. The above simply wrote a sentence: "Fu Chuan, hello, I am Yao Yi."

After staring at the text message for a few seconds, Fu Chuan sent her a note: debt collector.

This is Fu Chuan's first correspondent who came to Yan City, although it is a bit of strong buying and selling.

If Yao Yi went to Fu Chuan, it could still be considered a single arrow, but now it makes a different sense for Fu Chuan to go to Yao Yi.

Anyone who knows Fu Chuan knows it. Fu Chuan doesn’t like to interact with people, especially girls, and has never taken the initiative to speak.

And now, not only did Fu Chuan talk to Yao Yi, he also went to the second class to find him

It is a serious blow to the girls who have just sprung their hearts.

But for the next half month, neither of them came over, letting all the people in the first class breathe a sigh of relief. Someone gradually felt that they were just discussing learning, after all, Yao Yi had a good grade. Fu Chuan's grades in the first class should not be bad.

As for why Yao Yi has been quiet for so long? It's because her book has arrived, a big box of thick mathematics theory books.

Yao Yi, who is addicted to the world of mathematics, has no time to continue to exercise his feel in other subjects.

I finish my homework in class every day, and I don’t even have a meal when I go back from school. Just started to turn over those foreign language theories.

More than one teacher emphasized not to do other homework in class that is not related to this lesson. This sentence applies to most students. But it doesn't apply to someone like Yao Yi who has already learned the knowledge thoroughly.

Therefore, Yao Yi often listens to the teacher's lecture and quickly finishes the homework that the teacher wants to assign below, so as to save a lot of time after class to do her math problems.

"Classmates, I found that some of my classmates' writing is really ugly! It was so ugly that I was dizzy when I saw that test paper. I don't want your writing to look good, but at least it must be neat, horizontal and horizontal, and abbreviated." The teacher took the test papers that have not yet been corrected in Class 2, "Like Yao Yi, although her writing is crooked, but it is neat and tidy. You must pay attention to it! For our second class, the scores of other subjects are not the same. It won’t be very big, only in terms of language, some people can completely open a considerable distance.

Yao Yi, who had been writing his homework silently, quietly put down his pen and guiltyly scratched the corner of the table.

Sure enough, after class, the Chinese teacher waved to Yao Yi in the last row and motioned to let her come out and go to his office.