A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Qiao Yingzi changed the subject: "Are you going to school or your usual class tomorrow? Su Chen, where are you going tomorrow?"

To be precise, tomorrow is not the official start of school, and there are no exams yet.

So for the next few days, students will directly advance to their original classes. Once the placement exam is over, they will be reassigned to different classes based on their scores.

Su Chen is a transfer student.

It seems there's nowhere to go tomorrow.

Lin Miaomiao looked at Su Chen in shock: "Then you can rest at home for another week!"

"It's a beautiful thought."

Song Qian placed the fruit in front of everyone; it was all cut up.

There are apples, watermelons, and kiwis.

Lin Miaomiao picked up her fork and started eating, completely forgetting what she had just said.

"I called and asked Teacher Li Meng. Tomorrow, Su Chen will go to Class 3 with Yingzi first. We'll talk about class assignments after the exam." Song Qian rolled her eyes at Su Chen, as if telling him not to daydream about being able to rest at home for another week.

Su Chen was very annoyed, because it wasn't him who said it.

However, how could he be so frightened by her? He made a grabbing motion with his right hand.

Song Qian blushed and spat lightly.

You little rascal.

However, she didn't know that this form of address was much more intimate than the previous ones.

Qiao Yingzi couldn't see Su Chen's actions, but she was curious about why Song Qian suddenly became shy.

Are you sick?

Before she could speak.

Lin Miaomiao, who was standing to the side, finished her fruit but still seemed a little unsatisfied. However, she didn't ask for more and said, "My mom called me last night. It seems she's still not entirely at ease with Su Chen."

After much deliberation, Lin Miaomiao decided she should explain the situation.

She can't fool Wang Shengnan by herself.

We must work together.

Everyone's attention was focused on Lin Miaomiao.

This made her a little uncomfortable, so she quickly smiled and said, "But it's okay. She only said she would come if my grades weren't good. But with you guys here, how could my grades possibly be bad, right?"

Song Qian nodded.

"As long as Su Chen can spend one to two hours a day tutoring you, your grades will definitely improve steadily."

Qiao Yingzi's expression remained unchanged; she was already used to tutoring.

Compared to Song Qian's classes.

Su Chen's classes were clearly more interesting.

Lin Miaomiao chuckled sheepishly; she didn't even want to attend a half-hour class.

But for the freedom to live here.

Because of Su Chen's superb skills, she felt that spending an hour each day taking extra lessons wasn't a bad idea.

Finished the meal.

Su Chen and Lin Miaomiao went home.

Song Qian had no classes today. She exchanged a few words with Qiao Yingzi and then returned to her room.

Close the door.

Song Qian recalled Lin Miaomiao's words: "Lin Miaomiao's words reminded me that Wang Shengnan is not so easy to fool. If she comes, I need to be prepared."

Song Qian thought of this.

She opened her wardrobe, looked at her clothes, and frowned slightly.

"My clothes seem a bit too mature."

"I'm afraid this won't work."

She glanced at the box in the lower left corner of the cabinet and blushed.

"You little rascal, you've really got me."

Close the cabinet.

Song Qian opened the door: "Yingzi, do you have any sportswear? Bring me a set."

..

Things turned out exactly as Qiao Yingzi had predicted.

During lunch and dinner, Song Qian gave her another instruction.

Su Chen and Lin Miaomiao just kept nodding.

At night.

back home.

Su Chen didn't rush to start writing.

After all, school starts tomorrow, so he naturally wants to enjoy his last bit of leisure time.

"Su Chen, look."

Lin Miaomiao walked to the door with two pieces of clothing in her hands: "Do I look better in this one, or this one?"

Su Chen looked over.

Both are school uniforms, but the styles are different.

One is the summer school uniform style from the TV series "A Little Reunion," a short-sleeved shirt and athletic pants, which looks incredibly boring.

The other one is the school uniform style of an elite high school, a white shirt and a short skirt, which looks very trendy.

To Su Chen's surprise...

Both school uniforms have the Chunfeng Middle School emblem printed on the right chest.

"Both of these are school uniforms from Chunfeng Middle School?" Su Chen asked incredulously.

“Yes, you didn’t know?” Lin Miaomiao stared at him with wide eyes: “Chunfeng Middle School follows the official plan in everything. Although we can’t compete with each other, we still have to take into account the students’ individual development.”

"So there are only two styles, wear whichever you like..."

Su Chen nodded.

That's great!

He had originally thought that all the summer uniforms at Chunfeng Middle School were long pants, so Deng Xiaoqi's greatest strengths would be useless at school.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected bonus.

This will be a feast for the eyes when you go to school.

"Tell me quickly, which one looks better on me?" Lin Miaomiao walked excitedly to Su Chen, holding up two school uniforms to compare.

“You,” Su Chen looked at her, “it doesn’t really matter which one you wear.”

"Really?" Lin Miaomiao touched her face. "Are you trying to say that I'm naturally beautiful and that nothing I wear can hide my adorable charm?"

"No."

Su Chen suppressed a laugh and said, "What I'm trying to say is that you don't have anything to show off, so it doesn't matter what you wear."

"Ah!! Su Chen, you've gone too far!"

Lin Miaomiao threw her clothes to the sides and jumped onto the sofa.

We're going to give Su Chen a martial arts performance.

But how could she be a match for Su Chen? In less than a round, she was pinned down again by Su Chen's single hand.

Still the same posture.

This time, however, Lin Miaomiao wasn't wearing socks, and her ten crystal-clear toes nervously huddled together in front of Su Chen.

They look like ten small grapes.

"Big brother!!! Spare me!"

Seeing her feet fall into Su Chen's hands again, Lin Miaomiao recalled the fear of being tickled on the soles of her feet last time.

"You know to turn when your car hits a wall, you know to buy stocks when they go up, you know to repent when you're sentenced for a mistake, but do you remember to wipe your snot from your nose when it gets in your mouth?"

"You only know to beg for mercy now that I've pinned you down? Too late!!!"

ten minutes later.

Su Chen released Lin Miaomiao, stood up and looked at her: "Will you dare to do it again next time?"

"I won't dare again, I'll never dare again." Lin Miaomiao lay there motionless, all her strength had been used up laughing.

Move now.