Chapter 47 Ji Linchen pooped his pants
An Nuan glanced at Ji Linchen, who looked like his tail had been stepped on when Mu Sheng was mentioned, and said, "Yes, Ji Linchen, President Mu is not like you, who will destroy the bridge after crossing it and abandon the donkey after it has done its work. His vision in this life is so limited that even if you were to swap places, you wouldn't be even a third as good as him!"
"An Nuan!"
puff--!
Ji Linchen was probably so angry that he forgot that he had eaten a bowl of instant noodles today. He had gone to the toilet several times and didn't pay attention for a moment. When he let out a long fart, Xu Jiao subconsciously frowned and raised her hand to cover her nose.
Li Xiong and Tian Tian widened their eyes, one of them protected An Nuan, while the other quickly covered An Nuan's unfinished lunch box.
"Hey, Ji Linchen, are you incontinent?" Li Xiong hated him very much.
Xu Jiao looked embarrassed. "Lin Chen! An Nuan, it's all your fault. Shouldn't you have bought food outside when you went to buy a laptop at noon? Because of you, Lin Chen ate a bowl of instant noodles and got an upset stomach. An Nuan, you have to take responsibility."
Ji Linchen blushed with embarrassment.
——What a shame and humiliation!!!
He's an adult, and he still poops in his pants.
"Just wait for me." Ji Linchen turned and ran to the bathroom. Xu Jiao was disgusted and embarrassed. Li Xiong laughed out loud, "Xu Jiao, remember to buy clean underwear and school pants for the monitor. Don't worry, we won't gossip. The monitor has pooped his pants."
Hahaha.
Li Xiong laughed so hard that tears came out.
Only An Nuan looked at it, with half a chicken leg still in her hand, and said, "Come on, this is such a waste of food. But..." An Nuan's lips curled slightly, "Xu Jiao, you blame me for taking up a place in the cafeteria at noon, and Ji Linchen ate instant noodles, right? Now you give it to Ji Linchen, it should still be in time for treatment. Or?"
An Nuan handed her the chicken leg.
Xu Jiao widened her eyes, "An Nuan."
She really didn't expect that she would be so mean, just because Ji Linchen suddenly liked her? She must be sick, she couldn't control her man, and she still ridiculed her.
Just wait for her, Ji Linchen will make her suffer.
Xu Jiao chased after Ji Linchen angrily.
An Nuan put the chicken leg in the lunch box. Tian Tian said, "My gift will arrive next Monday. What's the meaning? An Nuan, even if you're arguing with Xu Jiao, there's no need to take it seriously. If you don't give it to her on Monday, she might get jealous again."
An Nuan took out a wet tissue and wiped her hands, saying, "I'm not trying to be mean to her. Tian Tian, you'll find out on Monday. I told you, Li Xiong and you are both my classmates. Li Xiong is in urgent need of a laptop, and the gift I'm giving you is also something you desperately need and must have. Tian Tian, I will never forget you in this life. All you have to do that day is accept the gift. The three of us are going to become the iron triangle of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School. Oh, by the way, Li Xiong, getting back to the point, I hope you'll re-select your major and apply for the Computer Science Department of Peking University. Don't worry, I'll tutor you and get good grades in the college entrance examination to make your dad proud."
An Nuan smiled, and Li Xiong had a sad face. "An Nuan, you're really flattering me. That's a 985 university. My score in each simulation is only 200 points. The difference is not a few dozen points, but more than 400 points. An Nuan, let's change the conditions."
An Nuan glared at him, "Believe in yourself. Don't worry, I will help you pass the exam."
She didn't give him the extra money, so she taught him to memorize the questions. She knew the answers anyway, so how could he not memorize the questions?
Li Xiong seemed to be infected by the smile on An Nuan's face, "Okay, I'll listen to you, An Nuan."
His heart started pounding again, especially when An Nuan mentioned she was tutoring him. Wouldn't that mean they'd be together all day? Hahaha... He couldn't believe that, with high school almost over, he'd still have the chance to experience a childhood sweetheart relationship.
At school, I took notes for you; after school, we walked side by side; during evening study, we did exercises together. Even if it wasn't love, it was worse than love.
An Nuan didn't notice Li Xiong's wild thoughts, so she put away her laptop and went to class.
"Lin Chen, are you okay?"
In the toilet, Ji Linchen was in a very bad condition, so Xu Jiao spent money to buy him underwear and pants.
He didn't want to pay at first, but he still had 50,000 yuan to pay, and Ji Linchen was treated very well by An Nuan, so he had to go out of school to buy pants for 19.9 yuan a pair.
Ji Linchen was washing, and he was extremely annoyed and threw his school pants into the trash can.
It was so dirty and embarrassing. It was all An Nuan's fault. If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have made such a fool of himself.
And he said he wasn't even a third as good as Mu Sheng? Pah! Mu Sheng was just born a little better than him and was a little more handsome. Without those qualities, he wouldn't be as good as him!? Just wait. After the college entrance exam, he'll make them surrender.
"It's okay, Jiaojiao, I'm sorry for making you worry again."
Ji Linchen's face was still very pale and he was almost dehydrated.
When Xu Jiao saw him come out, tears fell from her eyes. "Lin Chen, I should be the one to say sorry. I'm really useless. I should have asked you to go to the school clinic first. If you had gone there first, you wouldn't..."
"Don't blame yourself, Jiaojiao. This is not your fault. It's An Nuan's fault." Ji Linchen quickly comforted her.
Xu Jiao's tears fell even harder. "How can this be blamed on An Nuan? But, Lin Chen, in the classroom, you said that An Nuan received funding from the Mu Group? Lin Chen, how did you know that? I see that you and An Nuan are quite familiar with the president of the Mu Group. Are you relatives?"
Ji Linchen: "..."
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