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Chapter 4

Halfway through the check, Chen Qi'an withdrew his hand again, hurriedly took out his wallet, poured out all the banknotes and bits and pieces of coins inside, piled them all up on his left hand, and sent them to the In front of Song Huanxi!

Fortunately, he has big hands and can hold this messy handful of money.

In the pile of bills in front of him, except for one hundred bills, there are only two or three five and ten bills left, but there are a lot of coins.

As soon as Song Huanxi saw it, he knew that Principal Chen had a lot of cash in his pocket. This one hundred yuan bill was for the show, he could see it but not move it, and the rest was his private room.

She laughed, "Principal Chen, you give me all the money, are you going to walk home after get off work at night?"

As far as she knew, Chen Qi'an's home was in Shatian, and it took half an hour by tram to go to Lion Rock where the school was located, and at least two hours to walk.

Chen Qi'an was also quick-witted, and replied without hesitation: "I'll ask Mrs. Ren to borrow some fare."

Song Huanxi couldn't help laughing. She took the hundred-yuan bill from Chen Qi'an's hand, "I'm really short of money. I'll borrow this one from my husband."

The girl's eyes were firm, obviously this was her final decision.

Chen Qi'an's hand holding the money slowly dropped, with a lonely expression on his face: "I really feel sorry for your father."

When mentioning her father, Song Huanxi couldn't help but fell silent. After a while, she said seriously:

"Sir, you don't have to be so sad. My father said that it is good to be a person and do things with a clear heart."

"I interrupted my studies in order to raise my younger siblings. I had no choice but to feel ashamed."

Chen Qi'an let out a long sigh, "Brother Gao Yang is worthy of being a role model for my generation. He worked diligently in teaching and educating people all his life, and finally he fell on the podium—"

"pity--"

Song Huanxi is silent, the church schools run by the British are like this, the tuition fees are cheap, and accordingly, the salaries of the teachers are not high.

After his father died unexpectedly, he was even less humane. He asked a lawyer to talk, and only paid three months' salary.

Fortunately, my father has been teaching part-time cram schools outside, and saved some money over the past few years, otherwise she would not even be able to complete Form Five.

If it wasn't for the fact that the school's tuition fees were really cheap, she would have transferred the student loans of her three siblings.

Saying goodbye to Chen Qi'an again, Song Huanxi turned and left.

Just now, in order to comfort Chen Qi'an, she said an old saying about her father, in fact, there was another saying that her father used to say more often, but she didn't say it.

"Money is the courage of a hero. In this world, if you don't have money, you will be three points short in life. No matter what you want to do in the future, you must first ensure that you have enough money."

This sentence, her father said too many times, made her deeply admonish, and after her father passed away, she completely followed this as the code of conduct.

Just like choosing a subject in Form [-] before, she obviously preferred another subject. After weighing the pros and cons, she still chose law with better employment prospects.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Huanxi had already reached the second floor in a blink of an eye. At this time, most of the teachers went to the classroom during class time, and the office building was very quiet.

Looking at the activity room with the open door ahead, and then at the drama club's number plate hanging above the activity room, Song Huanxi paused.

After she dropped out of school, she had no interaction with her classmates, so she planned to leave quietly without saying goodbye to anyone.

I didn't expect to come here out of habit.

Song Huanxi took a deep breath, for the last time - from now on, this little hobby will be deeply buried in his heart.

Maybe many years later, when she is free of money, she will pick up this little hobby again.

It's also possible that, over time, it's no longer her hobby.

But at this moment, she was really sad.

Song Huanxi let his toes forward and walked towards the activity room.

If you don't know who's inside, just say goodbye!

……

Hearing the sound of footsteps, leaning against the desk by the window, the young boy bathed in sunlight turned around. He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a light brown sweater vest over the shirt.

The boy was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair complexion and delicate eyebrows. When he saw Song Huanxi, he immediately frowned.

Song Huanxi: "..."

What is this guy!

She was really impulsive.

Without further ado, she turned around and was about to leave, but her rival asked from behind: "Song Huanxi, what are you doing here during class time?!"

Song Huanxi paused, turned around and smiled slightly, "Naturally to meet my Juliet—"

She memorized her lines: "Hush! What is that light in the window over there? Oh, that's the East! Juliet is the sun!"

Ma Wenlun's fair face instantly turned livid, and he said in disgust, "Song Huanxi, I really hate you."

Song Huanxi snorted softly: "...what a coincidence, I am the same."

She accurately imitated Ma Wenlun's expression, frowning and curling her lips: "I hate you."

Ma Wenlun: "...!"

hateful!

The grudge between the two people originated from a play.

The drama club rehearsed Shakespeare's masterpiece "Romeo and Juliet". Song Huanxi won the role of Romeo by virtue of his strength, and Ma Wenlun was so angry that he was unwilling to fail and insisted on grabbing the role of Juliet from a group of female students.

Not to mention, this kid's Juliet is fair and beautiful, which is amazing!

After the performance, the female students inquired about Song, while the male students all asked: Who is Ma? !
It is said that Ma Wenlun received many love letters and flowers from enthusiastic male students!

Since then, Ma Wenlun has regarded this black history as a great shame and humiliation.

However, Song Huanxi was the living proof, even if she stood still, she was still reminding Ma Wenlun: What stupid things did he do!
After the two stared at each other for a long time, Song Huanxi suddenly felt bored, and soon he was a person from two worlds. The other party could continue to pursue the path of drama, but she had no chance to embark on this path——

Thinking of this, Song Huanxi let out a breath slowly, and said leisurely: "Congratulations, your wish has come true, and you will never see me again."

Ma Wenlun was stunned for a moment, "Are you going to die?"

Song Huanxi's lips twitched: "...Sorry, I just dropped out of school."

Ma Wenlun frowned, and Song Huanxi found that when the boy's brows were not so tight, he was pretty good--

There is a beauty of Xizi holding her heart and Daiyu frowning.

Guilty, sinful, and involuntarily helping classmate Ma to change disguises.

Ma Wenlun asked: "Because of what?! Didn't you pass the pre-law exam?"

Song Huanxi said frankly, "Because of being poor."

Ma Wenlun: "??"

After a while, he strode up to Song Huanxi, took out his black wallet expressionlessly, and grabbed a handful of hundred-dollar bills, "Is it enough?"

Song Huanxi: "!!"

She looked away with great difficulty: "...No, thank you."

After a pause, she couldn't help asking, "Why are you so rich?"

Ma Wenlun looked at her strangely: "You don't know my last name is Ma?"

This time it was Song Huanxi's turn to frown: "... What does this have to do with you being rich?"

She added disapprovingly: "Could it be that if I change my surname to Ma, I will become rich?"

(End of this chapter)