The house is finished, but it's not time to move in yet; it needs to be ventilated.
Yang Xiaogu and the others were all like they were on steroids, walking with a swagger every day, with strange smiles on their faces.
As soon as the shop closed, everyone couldn't wait to rush into the house in groups to wander around, chattering away about countless plans and dreams.
Yang Wanwan was much calmer.
The houses in the county town are just a minor part of her business plan; in the future, she will have many more and better houses.
In the future, this will only be an occasional stop for her and her younger siblings.
When the midterm exam results were announced, Yang Wanwan once again firmly held third place in the class.
Hu Youjin also made it into the top ten in the class.
Because she was busy renovating her house, Yang Wanwan rarely went to the store on weekends, so Qiao Song didn't run into her even after buying clothes several times.
Hu Youjin, on the other hand, often had to serve Qiao Song at the shop on weekends. Knowing Qiao Song's purpose, she didn't stand on ceremony and recommended several nice clothes to him.
Why not make money if you can't?
Qiao Song was a little disappointed that he didn't run into Yang Wanwan, but he did bump into Xu Yao several times on his way to Moon Bay.
Xu Yao's grades are among the lowest in her class. If she can maintain this level, she could get into a decent junior college.
"Class monitor, I didn't do well on the test this time, mainly because I'm bad at math, physics, and chemistry. Could you help me with tutoring?"
Qiao Song was momentarily stunned by Xu Yao's beautiful big eyes.
Tutoring?
"Class monitor, you have such good grades, I admire you so much. I have a very weak foundation, if I could get your guidance, I would definitely make a big leap forward."
This time, Qiao Song returned to second place.
Qiao Song: "I'm sorry, I'm very busy and don't have time to tutor you."
Xu Yao had been observing Qiao Song for a long time and found him to be a kind-hearted boy. Shouldn't he be filled with compassion when faced with her pleas?
"Class monitor, it will only take up a tiny bit of your time, just a tiny bit. Don't worry, it definitely won't affect your studies or your basketball game."
Besides studying, Qiao Song played basketball and was a forward on the school basketball team.
But with Xu Yao making such a pitiful sound, Qiao Song was at a loss for words.
In particular, her large, watery eyes seemed to speak volumes, filled with adoration, supplication, and hope.
He found it hard to refuse.
"Squad leader, don't worry, I will work hard! I won't hold you back or make things difficult for you."
Qiao Song: ...
Xu Yao's rosy lips opened and closed, filled with pleading and longing.
"……Oh well."
"Really? Thank you so much, class monitor! Thank you, thank you so much!"
Qiao Song: "..."
After the two walked away, Hu Youjin, pouting from behind the tree, said, "I need to hurry and tell Wanwan not to talk to Qiao Song anymore!"
Completely ignoring the fact that Yang Wanwan hadn't paid any attention to Qiao Song for the past month.
When Hu Youjin came in, looking very unhappy, Yang Wanwan was cutting up parcel wrapping paper in her rented room. Pan Yaba had sent her another pile of reference books.
During this time, the two exchanged letters, mostly about their studies. Pan the Mute didn't mention anything else, so Yang Wanwan temporarily stopped thinking about his extraordinary performance when he last came to the county town.
It must be said that the books Pan the Mute bought were all exceptionally good, even though Yang Wanwan had plenty of books in her space.
Seeing Yang Wanwan squatting on the ground, unpacking a package while reading a book with utmost concentration, Hu Youjin swallowed the words that were about to come out.
Damn it, with Pan the Mute, that academic genius, what chance does Qiao Song have?
Whether Qiao Song is a softie or a hardie, it has absolutely nothing to do with her Wanwan.
By the way, we should hurry up and pair Qiao Song and Xu Yao up!
In this way, Qiao Song will no longer come to the store so often, hoping to have a chance encounter with Wanwan.
Xu Yao wouldn't bother Wanwan all the time.
With money in hand and business booming at Moon Bay, Yang Wanwan wanted to open another branch.
That day, during English class, she was daydreaming about the location of the branch store when she suddenly heard a shout from the classroom door: "Yang Wanwan, your in-laws are here, hurry up and come out!"
Holy crap!
All the more than one hundred pairs of eyes in the classroom immediately turned to the door.
A middle-aged couple stood at the door, peeking into the classroom.
"Yang Wanwan, come out quickly!"
The woman shouted in a loud voice, acting extremely arrogantly.
The English teacher stood on the podium, frowning: "It's class time now, please come back after class."
The middle-aged woman's voice boomed like a drum: "We're looking for Yang Wanwan. I'm her mother-in-law. Just call her out."
English teacher: "No, it's my class time, I'm in charge."
"You're a teacher, you're meddling way too much! Yang Wanwan, come out here right now..."
English teacher: "I'm in charge of my class! Get out of here! Class monitor, go call the security guards to chase them away!"
Yang Wanwan: Teacher, you're so awesome!
Bao Ya: "Squad leader, go call the security guards. Brothers, someone is disrupting the class! This is a troublemaker who won't let us attend class and learn anything! Come on, get them!"
Suddenly, three boys rushed out, and together with Bao Ya, a total of four people, they "carried" the middle-aged couple away.
English teacher: "Very good!"
Yang Wanwan: ...
I never realized that Mr. Zhao, the English teacher who always focused on teaching, was so formidable.
I love Yucai Middle School!
Since it wasn't her business, Yang Wanwan quickly snapped out of her reverie and vowed that she would try to be less distracted during English class in the future.
As soon as get out of class ended, the English teacher strolled away leisurely with her lesson plan in hand. The students immediately rushed to Bao Ya's desk: "Bao Ya, where are those two people?"
Bao Ya gestured with his chin: "Look, it's outside."
Indeed, the middle-aged man was furious, while the middle-aged woman exuded a chilling aura.
"Yang Wanwan, how could you treat your in-laws like this? You unfilial wretch! Come out here! We came to bring you food. If it weren't for your deceased parents, and you treated us like this today, I'd beat you to death if you ever entered the Zhang family!"
Bao Ya, who was 1.85 meters tall, stood next to the woman and said, "Who are you trying to kill?"
The middle-aged woman, Zhang Cuihua, shrank her neck. This stubborn guy was so tall and big, he must weigh 170 pounds. If he swung his arm at her, he would throw her against the wall and hang her there.
The middle-aged man, Zhang Xiaogang, retorted, "Where did this idiot come from? It's none of your business if I'm taking care of my daughter-in-law."
Bao Ya: "With your stupid look, how could your son be any good? Yang Wanwan would even consider him? How can you be so shameless!"
“My son, Zhang Xiyuan, is studying at a vocational school in the provincial capital. He'll have a job after graduation! It's a blessing from her ancestors that Yang Wanwan was able to marry into our family… Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing grabbing my clothes, you idiot? Hey, hey, put me down!”
Er Lengzi ignored him completely, dragged him outside, and threw him onto the grass.
Yang Wanwan: English teacher and Bao Ya, you guys are all so fierce, are you leaving me any room to show off?
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