"Cheng Shi, what are you thinking about? Come on, hurry up, we only have two hours, we have to rush back to school soon."
"Miss, slow down, there's still time."
Looking at Tang Xiaowan bouncing along the way, Cheng Shi's worried heart suddenly felt relieved, as if the dawn had reappeared.
Since getting the key yesterday, Tang Xiaowan has begun to pay close attention to the teaching habits of teachers in various subjects and the various developments of counselors.
For example, there was no main class this afternoon, and the only two periods were self-study. The counselor had to supervise the National Day rehearsal, and there was no time to hang out in the class, so when Tang Xiaowan had the opportunity, she just ran away.
Before leaving, she specially stuffed a game controller into the squad leader's hand to make sure everything was safe.
"Huh? That's wrong!"
"What's wrong, miss?" Cheng Shi quickly followed.
"This place..." Tang Xiaowan pointed to a lawn downstairs opposite, and then looked at Cheng Shi, "I remember when I came here yesterday, there seemed to be a big tree there. Why did it disappear overnight?"
"A tree, is there one? I didn't notice it. Did the lady remember it wrong?"
"Oh, that's possible too."
Tang Xiaowan pursed her lips and pushed open the wrought iron door with a smile.
But before entering the small courtyard, Cheng Shi looked back at the very flat lawn, and suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something.
"Cheng Shi, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, come right away."
"Why are you so distracted today? Could it be that you have a crush on Meijuan?"
Cheng Shi was caught off guard by Tang Xiaowan's sudden question and froze in place.
"Miss, I don't have one."
"I'm kidding you, look at how scared you are, hahaha."
Cheng Shi breathed a sigh of relief, then opened his travel bag and said without raising his head: "Miss, I am yours, I will always be, and I will never change."
Why is this guy so ungrateful!
What's this mess, my people? Nonsense, can someone who is not mine still be someone from Li Zishen?
Funny, so funny!
"Do you think it can be finished before five o'clock?"
"sure, no problem."
Tang Xiaowan nodded with great satisfaction, and then jumped up to the second floor.
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School of Foreign Languages, Business English Class A.
The first self-study class is over.
The two girls held hands and ran to the end of the corridor and started whispering about Song Jiaqi's mother being reported by her real name.
Her mother has a crystal counter on the first floor of Yishen Shopping Center, which has always had a good reputation. This morning she was reported to someone for no apparent reason, saying she was selling fake goods and deceiving consumers.
After listening to Chen Siyao's words, Li Ying's eyes widened and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
"How is it, are you surprised?"
"Oh my God, her family is going bankrupt, right? How long has this been going on? Why are you only finding out now?"
Chen Siyao sighed softly and said regretfully: "The specific situation is not clear yet. From what I heard, I just suspected that her mother secretly brought the fakes into the mall and then sold them with the real ones. Some are real and some are fake. That’s why it wasn’t discovered during spot checks.”
"Could the whistleblower be the buyer?"
"That's not nonsense, it must be."
Suddenly, a voice came: "Don't listen to their nonsense. My mother never sells fakes. She never sells them. They are all real."
The two girls turned back at the same time, only to see that Song Jiaqi's face was full of tears, and her hair was spread open. It was not tied into a high ponytail or made into any exquisite little style like usual.
"Jia Qi, we believe you, don't cry."
"Yes, yes, we will definitely find out. Don't worry, Auntie will be fine."
"Well, thank you."
