Metaphysics master Song Ning transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the eponymous manipulative fake young lady. Immediately after transmigrating, she was tragically set up for divorce by her i...
Everything went smoothly over the next two days, and nothing special happened.
Song Ning was very satisfied.
It’s just that the table in the examination room is too hard, and it makes her arms hurt…
"Everyone sit down, it's time to collect the papers!"
Song Ning stretched lazily and put the test papers filled with answers neatly in place.
She couldn't guarantee her knowledge in mathematics and physics, but she felt that she was pretty good in liberal arts.
"Song Ning, how about going to Juxianlou tonight? The old man has ordered a special chef to cook this meal, which ordinary people can't afford!"
Zhou Lin followed Song Ning to eat at Yu's house for three days, and his conscience finally couldn't take it anymore.
Yesterday, I forced Zhang Liwen to book Juxianlou, and specified that it must be prepared by a top-notch chef himself. If it is not his specialty, it cannot be served!
"Okay!"
Song Ning slowly packed her exam supplies into her bag.
Zhou Lin didn't wrongly accuse her of "pretending" at all, she was really pretending!
All the things, regardless of their category and size, were stuffed into the bag, making it bulge out and almost unable to fit any more.
How come a little girl doesn't have any talent for organizing things?
Zhou Lin couldn't bear it any longer and held Song Ning down, trying to put his hand in.
"I'll do it!"
If she continues to pretend like this, the thread in her bag will definitely break!
The door of the examination room had been locked by the invigilator, and there was no need to sit at the desk. Zhou Lin simply bent his legs and squatted on the ground.
As things were taken out of Song Ning's bag one by one, Zhou Lin's mouth grew wider and wider.
He finally understood why Song Ning's chest was so bulging.
"Is this a steamed bun? Why are you bringing a steamed bun to the exam?"
Zhou Lin picked up an oil-paper bag, which contained four or five cute little buns.
The little bun was pressed under a pile of things and oil was oozing out of it. Zhou Lin threw it into the trash can with great disgust.
Originally Song Ning was standing by and watching the scenery as if it had nothing to do with her, but when she saw Zhou Lin throwing her things, she immediately became unhappy.
"Hey... why are you throwing my stuff around so carelessly?!"
She was just thinking about eating these little buns...
"What are you eating? We'll be at the restaurant later without you! These buns are all squashed..."
The stationery items next to the buns were also soaked in grease. Zhou Lin threw them all into the trash can without any hesitation.
Song Ning just frowned and wanted to speak, but another proud girl spoke first.
"How can you just throw away such good paper and pen?"
The girl who was speaking had two big, shiny braids with two red silk ropes tied at the ends.
She was wearing a yellow and white plaid short-sleeved long skirt that was neither too old nor too old. As she arrived, a sense of time quickly came over Song Ning.
It was the first time that Song Ning met a girl of this era, and she was really surprised by her sunshine-like vitality.
"Is this pen still in good condition? I only used it two or three times, how could it be lost?"
The girl openly picked up the things Zhou Lin had thrown away from the trash can and glared at him angrily with great grief.
"And this one, it's just a piece of shit, there's not even a name on it, and it looks like it's imported. How rich is your family? Don't let you waste it like this!"
"laugh…"
"My family is all about money, you're jealous!"
"What a pity! There's nothing you can do about it even if you're envious. It's your fault for not having a good family!"
"How about you just die first and put your hope on the next life?"
Zhou Lin didn't even raise his head, and his hands quickly picked out the useful things in the bag.
Anything that he didn't like or was uneven was thrown into the trash can by him without mercy.
Soon, Song Ning's bag, which was bulging just now, deflated by half.
"You actually carry so many of these yellow talismans with you?"
After Zhou Lin scolded the girl just now, he seamlessly turned his fire on Song Ning.
"What a good thing! It's all contaminated by grease. Can it still be used?"
"As a girl, can't you put your things away properly?"
"Does Qiao Bo know that you are like this?"
Song Ning rolled her eyes speechlessly. Qiao Bo had just helped her organize this bag in the morning, but for some reason, it became like this when it was in her hands.
It's really weird!
"Hey... why are you still losing it!"
The girl saw that she had been talking for a long time but the other party didn't listen and just kept throwing words out, and her chest heaved with anger.
Song Ning kicked Zhou Lin's calf with ill intentions, "Hey! I'm talking to you!"
After Zhou Lin threw away the last thing, he gathered the things on the ground and stood up quickly.
"Do I have to answer if I talk to her? I don't even know her!"
"Are these yellow talismans still usable? If you don't want them, how about giving them to me?"
Song Ning raised an eyebrow, "Don't you mind the dirt?"
"Of course they can be used, but you can't use these ones, so take these two!"
Seeing that he was so enthusiastic about helping her pack her bag, Song Ning generously gave him two yellow talismans, and then winked at him mischievously.
"This one is a talisman, and this one is for attracting romance... You are old enough, it's time to find a girlfriend..."
Zhou Lin immediately lowered his head and sneered at Song Ning, "I want to find a girlfriend, so why do I need this peach blossom charm?"
He originally planned to return the two talismans to Song Ning, but then he thought again, this was also his reward for helping Song Ning pack her bags, so he shouldn't refuse it.
He glared at Song Ning fiercely, but honestly put the yellow talisman into his pocket.
Song Ninghuang's amulet is very powerful. He has seen it with his own eyes. He can use the amulet and sell the peach blossom amulet at a high price...
This wave is worth it!
"No... Why do you carry the peach blossom charm with you? Are you dissatisfied with Qiao Bo?"
Zhou Lin deliberately put on a cold face, trying to pretend that he didn't care, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! I'm such a handsome guy in front of you, why would you use a peach blossom charm!"
Song Ning glared at him angrily, "Can't you just think of me a little better!"
"Is it hard for me, a person who studies metaphysics, to carry around some yellow talismans?"
"What if someone needs it? Who is like you, a young master who has never done anything wrong?"
"I have to support my family!"
These words made Zhou Lin feel a little disappointed, but he quickly concealed it.
"With the Wen family and the Qi family around, will it be your turn to support the family? Do you understand what Qiao Bo said?"
Song Ning choked. How could Qiao Bo understand this?
It seems that Song Ning and Qiao Bo are not as close as he imagined...
Zhou Lin curled the corners of his mouth, packed up the Song Ning bag, and casually threw it behind his back.
"Come on! I'm hungry!"
"I've been thinking about it for a long time! Who is hesitating..."
After taking exams for an entire afternoon, Song Ning was already hungry and his eyes were sparkling.
I wanted to eat a few more buns to fill my stomach, but Zhou Lin, the idiot, threw the buns into the trash can...
"You...you guys...are going too far!"
The girl, who was completely ignored by the two men, stared at Zhou Lin stubbornly with tears in her eyes.