I have other ideas for Chapter 50, but I won’t go into too much detail. It’s a bit much. …
Bai Yan pulled a lollipop out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and mumbled, "Zhongcheng? I didn't realize you're quite capable."
Ju Jinghuan, standing in the front seat, brightened his eyes even more and bent slightly. "Do you know how to trade stocks? I'm also somewhat interested in this area. Can I ask you for advice?"
The boy had a clean appearance, and when he smiled, he had a fresh, youthful air that made anyone feel good. Fu Liangxia couldn't help but stare at him twice, curling her lip. "Actually, I don't really understand. I just got lucky."
"It's already very impressive." Ju Jinghuan smiled, "I don't know how much better than you."
As he spoke, he seemed to recall something. He glanced at Bai Yan and Bai Xin beside him and said calmly, "I know you have to pay tuition to hire someone to teach you how to trade stocks. I can pay you five times the market price. It's not much, but it should be better than the several thousand euro hourly wage."
Hearing this, Bai Yan, who was holding a lollipop in his mouth, paused. Bai Xin sneered and glared at him, his opinion of Ju Jinghuan deepening.
This guy, why is he so tea-smelling?
Bai Xin has a good temper, and Bai Yan is always smiling when he is not pushed to the limit, but Xiao A is not like that.
He said slowly, "Stock trading is how people make money. Do you think you can just spend some money and buy it?"
Now, even the dullest person could see the undercurrent between the two.
Fu Liangxia felt helpless, not understanding how things had turned from discussing the camping group to what they were now.
Despite being told this, Ju Jinghuan didn't get angry. He squatted down, his eyes gentle, "Mr. Fu, do you mind?"
"Hmm?" Fu Liangxia was stunned. "Are you okay?"
She wouldn't agree anyway, and the other party wasn't really planning to teach her about stock trading. After all, with Ju Jinghuan's financial resources, it would be easy for him to hire a teacher who was better than her. Not to mention that Shenglande already offered economics classes, and as far as she knew, the teacher who taught them microeconomics was known as the "God of Stocks."
Hearing her words, the smile in Ju Jinghuan's eyes deepened. He stood up straight and spread his hands towards Bai Xin, with a clear expression on his face saying, "Look, the parties involved don't mind, why are you trying to stand up for them?"
Then, he turned his head to Fu Liangxia and said, "I asked my friend to plan two routes. Do you want to come and take a look?"
She had to admit that this arrangement made her a little tempted. Who wouldn't want to travel with a companion who planned everything perfectly?
Maybe take a look.
The English teacher had told them to form teams and then left them alone, sitting behind the podium, leisurely sipping tea. The classroom was noisy, with people standing everywhere.
Fu Liangxia stood up and was about to leave with Ju Jinghuan when someone suddenly grabbed the corner of her clothes and her left wrist at the same time.
She turned her head following the force, and found a large hand holding her wrist. The owner of the hand tilted his upper body slightly to the side, with a graceful neck and pink hair hanging down beside his ears. He grinned but said nothing.
The hand that was holding the corner of her clothes had loosened. When she looked back, she could only see Su Xingshu's face with his thin lips tightly pursed.
He stared at her, and seeing that she seemed happy to leave with Ju Jinghuan, his expression became obscure and unreadable: "You want to choose him?"
So what did it mean when she kissed him in the club that day?
The force on the wrist was not strong. The other person's body temperature was slightly higher than hers, and the warm touch came, strongly demonstrating his presence.
It seemed to be a silent question.
Fu Liangxia was a bit confused. Did they want her to make a decision right now? Did they really want her to choose right in front of them?
Aren't they embarrassed at all?
She lowered her head and looked at the two people whose combined age was no more than 18 years old, and sighed.
"Even if you tie me up here, can you stop me from making a decision?"
When Fu Liangxia lowered her eyes, they were slightly watery, but there was determination in her eyes, as if she would only do what she wanted to do and would never bow to anyone.
Being looked at like that, Su Xingshu instinctively felt a little uncomfortable. He frowned, feeling that he really couldn't keep her trapped forever, so he kept silent.
But his body language showed that he was not happy.
He discovered that Fu Liangxia was truly heartless. She could kiss Fu Langshu, and she could also turn around and kiss him. It had nothing to do with whether she liked him or not. She was probably just playing him.
Su Xingshu pursed his lips, his face as gloomy as water.
That was...his first kiss.
Although he didn't regret it, the other party's cold attitude afterwards made him feel subtly unhappy.
Is she so indifferent?
"That's not what I meant. I'm just curious about Mr. Ju's plan. Do you mind if I take a look?"
Bai Xin slowly released his hand and stood up. His slender figure instantly took up a lot of space, making Fu Liangxia on the side look much smaller.
He was slightly taller than Ju Jinghuan. The two looked at each other across a table, one strong and the other gentle, with an invisible murderous aura spreading between them.
In the end, it was Ju Jinghuan who looked away first and smiled: "Of course I don't mind, as long as Mr. Bai doesn't mind the simplicity."
The smell of gunpowder in the air has not disappeared.
Fu Liangxia was already thinking about what the heroine in the original story would do when faced with such a situation. She had enjoyed watching it at the time, but when she found herself in the situation, she found that she couldn't laugh.
In fact, according to the convenient strategy, it is of course better to choose to be with Bai Xin and Bai Yan.
But Ju Jinghuan happened to be the gentle type she liked, and Fu Liangxia was a little reluctant to refuse.
As for Su Xingshu? Who cares about him?
…
The plan made by Ju Jinghuan's friend was indeed perfect. It was said that her family was in the travel planning business, so they were indeed very knowledgeable. Fu Liangxia's eyes lit up more and more as she looked at it. If she hadn't been concerned about the strategy task, she would have almost nodded in agreement.
Unfortunately, completing the mission is more important.
After class, she found Ju Jinghuan and tactfully expressed that she could not be in the same group with him, and wished him to have fun.
However, Ju Jinghuan seemed to have expected this. He stood at the side of the corridor, and because he lowered his head and looked at her seriously, he looked like a god bathed in the sun.
"I guessed it, it's okay." He said, "If Bai Yan and the others are threatening you, you can come..."
"You're overthinking it."
A male voice sounded from behind him, and Fu Liangxia saw Bai Xin walking towards him with his hands in his pockets.
He said calmly, "No one is bullying her, just take care of yourself."
They stared at each other silently again, and Fu Liangxia was almost ptsd by this scene.
Fortunately, this time Ju Jinghuan seemed to be in a low mood because he had just been rejected by her. He said hello to her and entered the classroom after just a few seconds.
Only Bai Xin was left standing face to face with her in the corridor, surrounded by classmates who seemed to be chatting but were actually secretly looking over there.
This seemed to be the first time the two of them had a chance to talk alone today.
"Why are you here?" Fu Liangxia leaned on the windowsill and said casually.
The boy imitated her posture and leaned against the windowsill. He understood her question and realized that she was asking why it was him and not the main personality "Bai Xin".
"Disappointed?" He raised an eyebrow.
Fu Liangxia felt that she had a sense of ease when talking to Xiao A that no one else had. Perhaps because he saw himself as someone from the lower class of downtown, he had a similar madness to her.
Even ordinary special recruits do not have this kind of madness, because they have never experienced the desire to climb up after being stepped on.
“No,” she said. “It’s quite interesting.”
He tried hard to act like Bai Xin in St. Landry, but he looked very unskilled. Fu Liangxia guessed that he rarely showed up during school hours.
"Really? You think I'm more interesting than him?" Bai Xin asked, deliberately distorting her words.
Fu Liangxia: "I didn't say that."
"How heartless!" He said, holding his heart in a pretentious manner, "I even fought for you till my head was broken and bloodied."
Hearing this, she raised her eyelids and glanced at him: "So what were you arguing with them about just now? It's not like you were necessarily there on the day of the camping trip."
Bai Xin choked, not knowing what he was thinking about. His eyes suddenly became silent. After a moment, he slowly said, "Maybe?"
At this moment, the bell rang, and Fu Liangxia walked into the classroom, saying, "Good luck."
"Yes." His eyes were deep.
The camping trip seemed to have come to an end, and the next class was calm until the bell rang and a clear female voice came from the door.
"Is Fu Liangxia here?"
Fu Liangxia raised her head and found that it was a girl she didn't know, but she acted as if she knew her and waved at her quickly.
She walked over and was pulled away from the door by the girl: "Hello, I am Ge Lingling, the vice president of Su Shao's support group."
"I saw your application form and it seems you have a lot of skills. If you were just an ordinary member, you would definitely pass," Ge Lingling said. "However, because the position you applied for is special, we need to conduct a simple interview. I happen to be in the class next door, so I came here to inform you directly."
Although Fu Liangxia expected that the position he applied for would not be easily accepted, he felt that this interview invitation was too casual. There was not even a text message notification, and the vice president had to make a visit.
Maybe it was Saint Lander's unique way, so she didn't care too much.
On the other side, Xu Ke noticed that Fu Haoyao had been staring at his phone silently since the beginning of class, and his expression looked very conflicted.
Xu Ke tried to figure out Fu Ge's thoughts and guessed it was probably related to his tutor, so he said, "Why don't we contact him and see? He should have finished his get out of class by now."
Fu Haoyao's expression darkened. He placed his phone upside down on the table and said nonchalantly, "What are you talking about? What contact? I was just thinking about what to eat for lunch today."
Xu Ke: “…”
Whose good person thinks about what to eat by looking at his WeChat contact? Could the other person be a chef?
He narrowed his eyes. "If she wants to have dinner, it's already been seven minutes since get out of class ended. Considering the distance between Class 2 and the cafeteria, she's probably almost at the entrance by now."
Fu Haoyao: "I don't have that idea."
Xu Ke looked at him without saying a word.
A few seconds later——
"...Would it be presumptuous of me to suddenly invite you to dinner?"
Fu Haoyao hesitated and saw the other party's expression of "as expected". His expression froze and he said loudly: "What dirty things are you thinking about? I just want to ask you some questions about study."
Xu Ke: “Oh.”
"Okay, maybe I have some other ideas." Fu Haoyao raised his hands to cover his face, "but not many."
Xu Ke didn't respond, but just looked at him and laughed.
A few seconds later, the boy yanked his hair in frustration and jumped up from his seat: "Okay, it's a bit much."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the door in a hurry. Relying on his long legs and big steps, he disappeared at the door in a few steps.
Xu Ke, who was completely forgotten: "..."
No, wait for him!
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