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He quickly asked, "Oh? So you mean you can wear clothes for me to see if you have them?"

"Well, when I have money, I'll buy these kinds of clothes and wear them for you. Are you satisfied now?"

Jiang Luoyu painted a rosy picture for Lin Zheng, as if she were coaxing a child.

Seeing that Lin Zheng was no longer upset, she moved her chair and prepared to get into study mode.

Lin Zheng originally wanted to drag Jiang Luoyu to skip class so he could buy her nice clothes to wear for himself.

One can only look towards a three-digit WeChat Wallet balance and ultimately sigh in despair.

Damn it, you can't get anywhere without money.

The girl gave him a chance, but he couldn't seize it!

Alright, let's continue watching "welfare girls".

He secretly took out his phone again and replied to Yang Wan's message.

"I watched it for a while, it's so beautiful and cute, just like..."

"The same as what?" Yang Wan replied quickly.

Lin Zheng thought for a moment and felt that he was being very awkward in his conversation with Yang Wan, always maintaining that gentlemanly demeanor.

Just let loose and say whatever you want.

He replied flippantly, "Little Wanwan, why do I feel like you're just like my personal 'welfare girl'?"

In the classroom of Class 1, No. 3 Middle School in Jiangcheng, Yang Wan saw the message sent by Lin Zheng and was filled with doubt.

Doesn't Lin Zheng look a lot like Huang Mao?

She turned off her phone and asked her deskmate, Yang Yue.

"Yueyue, speaking of which, I feel like most of the boys in our class are pretty serious. Are there any who are academically outstanding but not exactly serious?"

Yang Yue is a girl who wears glasses, with above-average looks, and has had two relationships.

It wasn't until the second semester of my senior year of high school that I put aside these romantic relationships and focused all my energy on studying.

Therefore, compared to Yang Wan, an inexperienced newbie, Yang Yue can be considered a strategist.

"Generally speaking, people who have exceptionally good grades are unlikely to have the energy to do anything else."

Studying and studying every day is making me stupid. For example, do you think I'm proper or not?

Yang Yue pointed to her pale face, her lifeless expression, and her slightly messy hair that hadn't been washed for two days.

"Hmm, I think you're pretty serious."

Yang Wan thought for two seconds and quickly nodded.

In Class 2 of No. 3 Middle School, at least two-thirds of the students can get into 985 universities, and almost all of them can get into 211 universities.

This is also the main reason why she felt the boys in her class were quite proper.

Yes, everyone is busy studying, so who has the energy to learn that kind of frivolous behavior?

Seeing that Yang Wan seemed very interested in this matter, Yang Yue said, "However, whether a boy is proper or not depends on his relationship with a girl. For example, my two ex-boyfriends were very well-behaved before we started dating. One of them even seemed introverted. After we started dating... oh my god, it was just unbelievable."

She leaned close to Yang Wan's ear and whispered, "Wanwan, these boys all look quite proper, but they're actually incredibly lecherous."

"Uh......"

Yang Wan felt as if her worldview had been dealt a severe blow, and she blinked several times in a row.

"More specifics?" she asked.

"Okay, okay, let me explain in detail. Take my ex-boyfriend, for example. He was honest and simple, and I was the one who pursued him!"

Then we got together, and after we became familiar with each other, this guy started acting up. He always liked to make dirty jokes, like when we first kissed.

He actually asked me if I was comfortable... oh my god...

Upon hearing this, Yang Wan immediately interrupted her and asked seriously, "So... are you comfortable?"

Hearing her sister ask that question, Yang Yue felt her mental state suddenly deteriorate, as if she had been contaminated.

Who are these people?

Why are you all so frivolous?

"Hmm? Wanwan, you have someone you like?" she suddenly asked teasingly, as if she had realized something.

"I'm not entirely sure, but it's possible."

A smile appeared on Yang Wan's face, clearly indicating that she had found someone she liked.

Yang Yue immediately pressed for more information, but only received the word "secret" in return.

After a long conversation, Yang Wan finally realized that Lin Zheng's change in speech style was because he considered her a very close friend, almost like a girlfriend, which was why he spoke that way.

When Lin Zheng saw that Yang Wan wasn't replying to his messages, he thought she was angry because he had called her his personal "welfare girl".

To everyone's surprise, after more than ten minutes, she replied with a message: "Okay, but I don't know what a 'welfare girl' is. Can you guide me? For example... what kind of clothes to wear, what kind of poses to strike... anything is fine~!"

"Fuck!!"

Lin Zheng was shocked when he saw this sentence.

Holy crap! Yang Wan is way too forward!

The initiative is even more abstract than Wei Yang's.

Is this the level of a top-tier romantic brain?

If we categorize "love-obsessed" as a status, then this level would have to be at least Tier 1.

Don't be fooled by the fact that in various TV dramas and movies, characters with a love-obsessed mind are all disgusting.

But in this three-dimensional reality, the intensity of being obsessed with love is terrifyingly high!

No, it's that a girl's romantic infatuation level is at least Tier 1, but it's easily controlled.

If a guy is obsessed with love...

Dig a hole and bury yourself; it's a sinkhole.

Chapter 114 made Jiang Luoyu cry.

School ends at noon, and students are usually kept after school.

Just as we were about to go eat, Yang Wan sent another message.

However, this time it wasn't flirting or anything; the bounty had been paid out.

“Send me your bank card number, and I’ll transfer the money to you,” she messaged.

"OK, my card number is 5..."

Lin Zheng didn't hesitate and quickly sent over a card number.

After a while, Yang Wan replied, "OK."

After a few seconds' delay, 15,000 yuan arrived in his account, no more, no less.

Upon seeing the huge sum of money arrive in his account, Lin Zheng was so excited he almost jumped for joy.

However, he quickly opened the mobile banking app and initiated a transfer, and the transfer card number was the same one that Yang Wan had just transferred money to.

The 7,500 yuan was transferred without missing a single penny.

Why did you transfer money to me?

Inside Class 1 of Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School, Yang Wan smiled happily when she saw the 7,500 yuan that had been deposited into her account.

She transferred 15,000 yuan as a token of gratitude, and it was only right and proper.

Lin Zheng transferred 7,500 yuan; it was a promise, a testament to his credibility.

She likes people who believe in commitments.

"If we solve something together, we'll naturally share the spoils. Besides, this is something we agreed on a long time ago."

"Ugh! What are you talking about, dividing the spoils? That sounds awful."

......

After exchanging a few words, Lin Zheng ended the conversation by saying he was going to eat.

"Let's go eat."

Jiang Luoyu stretched, stood up, and gestured for Lin Zheng to get up.

Lin Zheng had originally planned to take Jiang Luoyu to buy new clothes and let her be his real-life "welfare girl" for a day.

I didn't have any money earlier.

But the weather cooperated, and now we have money!

"Wait a minute, sit down first, and your brother will take you to eat something delicious."

He pulled Jiang Luoyu along, gesturing for her to pack her bag and come with him.

"Huh? What are you doing? Why are you packing your bag? You have class this afternoon."

Jiang Luoyu was puzzled.

"Oh? There are classes this afternoon? How come I didn't know? Never mind, let's just pretend we didn't know we had classes this afternoon."

Lin Zheng quickly packed his schoolbag in a funny manner, leaving Jiang Luoyu speechless.

"Good grief! You're not thinking of skipping class, are you?" she asked hesitantly.

In the short time that followed, Lin Zheng had already packed his schoolbag. Seeing that Jiang Luoyu was not moving, he immediately moved closer to her.

Very, very close, until he cornered her against the wall, making her tense and leaning against it.

"W-what are you going to do?" Jiang Luoyu asked nervously, her voice trembling involuntarily.

To be honest, even though Lin Zheng had done this several times before, she still wasn't used to it.

This situation... is really too sudden.

Lin Zheng ignored her, but instead tilted his head and slid it toward her right ear, speaking in what he considered to be the tone of a domineering CEO.

"Woman, don't you think that as a student, you're only perfect if you skip class?"

"Come on, let's skip class together, achieve our high school truancy record, and experience what it's like to be a bad student."

After he finished speaking, he moved away from Jiang Luoyu's ear, and winked his right eye gently, which was very alluring.

Jiang Luoyu was completely stunned.

Wow! That's so unconventional!!!

"No, no, I don't want to!"

She shook her head repeatedly in refusal.

Skipping classes? There's not enough time to study, let alone skipping classes.

Besides, why skip class?

This was the biggest question in her mind.

If it's just about achieving the so-called "skipping class achievement," then forget it; she's not interested.

"Sigh~, if someone doesn't want to go, then I'll just have to find another good friend to go with."

Seeing that Jiang Luoyu was saying "no" to everything, Lin Zheng immediately changed his tone.

He flicked his hair, stood up, slung his backpack over one shoulder, and made as if to leave.

"Huh? You're going to find Wei Yang?"

Jiang Luoyu's willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed instantly, and she asked in a very unhappy tone.

"Yeah, someone doesn't want to go with me, and I want to find someone to go with, so I guess I'll have to find someone else."

After Lin Zheng finished speaking, he saw that Jiang Luoyu looked conflicted, biting her lower lip tightly, but she just wouldn't say anything.

I have no idea what she's thinking.

Seeing this, Lin Zheng shrugged, acting like a scumbag who had dumped her, and casually left his seat with his backpack, quickly disappearing from the classroom doorway under Jiang Luoyu's distressed gaze.