Quick Pass: Green Tea Strategy

Chapter 192 After I Believe in Science, I Fly Away with the Sword 3

But what is the role of such an original owner in the novel?

That's right - he was the model invited by him who collected money at the beginning, and then spread rumors and framed Jiang Sucheng maliciously.

Lu Zicha firmly believes that the plot of the novel has not happened yet, and this time he can still save it.

Things haven't happened yet, this time he will definitely not be cheated (??ω??)?!

Finally finished his meal, Lu Zicha touched his full stomach, and was just about to leave the restaurant when he heard his phone ring.

He clicked on the message.

"You have received a transfer of 5000 yuan, please log in to mobile banking to check your bank account to confirm whether it has been credited."

Followed by Lu's father's WeChat message.

"Xiaocha, Dad just transferred 5000 yuan to you. After going to college, you will spend a lot of money. You can spend it yourself."

Lu Zicha replied in seconds: "Thank you, Dad."

He thought how much money Papa Lu could transfer to him.

I didn't expect it to be only five thousand.

Rich people are stingy.

However, the other party managed to pull out some wool, and Lu Zicha did a good job in after-sales service.

He continued to send a message to his father: "It just so happens that I have run out of living expenses. I didn't expect that there would be so many places to spend money after I went to college. I am still looking for a tutor these days, thinking about earning some money to share the pressure on my family. Woolen cloth."

Lu Zicha's original consumption level is not low, and he still has a good eye for clothes and brands.

The clothes on Lu Yingjia's body cost several thousand yuan, and the shoes on her feet also cost several thousand yuan.

In the end, when he came to his unwanted son, he was given 5000 yuan.

To be honest, 5000 yuan is a lot for an ordinary college student.

Lu Zicha didn't dislike the lack of 5000 yuan, but really felt sorry for the original owner.

After dinner, Lu Zicha had nothing else to do, so he simply turned on the navigation on his phone and went back to school.

The dormitory of University A is a four-person dormitory. Lu Zicha lives in Building F 313. As soon as he got on the elevator, everyone in the elevator saw him push to the third floor, and they couldn't help cursing inwardly.

You can scold as much as you want, Lu Zicha accepted the wave of resentment as unmoved as a mountain.

Although the boys' dormitory in Building F can take the stairs, the stairs are often locked by the cleaning aunts, and he can't fly to the third floor with wings, so he can only press the elevator every day under everyone's resentment.

"Don't hit, don't hit, oh, oh, oh, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

A roommate is playing a game and it looks like he's about to lose.

As soon as Lu Zicha entered the door, he heard the other party's wailing.

The roommate cursed again after losing the game, but Lu Zicha couldn't understand his dialect, but he could vaguely judge from his emotions that he was very broken now.

Just happened to see Lu Zicha walk in, the man got a little angry at him and said loudly: "It's really bad luck."

Seeing the failure interface of the other party, Lu Zicha put down the things in his hands, and said lightly: "It turns out that this kind of rank can still lose. Sure enough, there is no end to the dishes. Today is an eye-opener."

The lethality of these words is comparable to that of nuclear bombs.

That roommate was furious in an instant. He really didn't expect that Lu Zicha, who was always gloomy all day long, would actually retort: ​​"You can do it, you know how to play games?"

Sorry, I just won a world championship.

Just came back from the e-sports plane, Buxiu's hands are simply apologetic for his godly manipulation.

Lu Zicha said casually, "Of course I can."

"All right, come on, I'll sit here and take a good look at how you lost."

However, 8 minutes later——

Roommate Cao Shen's face was already distorted. He really didn't know how to describe what kind of god-level operation he had just seen. Seeing how his account was easily scored, he looked at Lu Zicha with an indescribable expression on his face.

"You kid stays gloomy in the corner all day, isn't it because you study games every day?"

Lu Zicha has had enough, and waved his hand, hiding his merits and fame: "I won't play anymore, I'm going to show my cards, and I'm a master of e-sports, the kind who won the national championship."

Cao Shen: "I'm speechless, you're dreaming again (￣_￣)."

Forget it, now is not the time for the game, the strategy is the first, he still has to work hard to improve the KPI of the hero of the strategy, and strive to get his body out of the hospital bed as soon as possible.

Lu Zicha thought about it, and asked Cao Shen casually, "Where are the two of them?"

"Zhong Leyou went to class. He said that he has a whole day of class today; I don't know about Jiang Sucheng. Isn't he from a local area? He probably went home. Anyway, he doesn't usually go back to the dormitory."

"Didn't Zhong Leyou go to class? Why didn't you go?"

Lu Zicha vaguely remembered that Cao Shen and Zhong Leyou were professionals, so he asked casually.

Hearing his question, Cao Shen was speechless: "You didn't go to class, so you still ask me?"

"Ah? I'm not a professional with you??"

Cao Shen spread out his hands, with a look on his face that since you want to lie to your ears, then he has nothing to say.

Seeing that today was almost over, Lu Zicha was in a very complicated mood. He glanced at the schedule, only to realize that he did have a class this afternoon. He had just traveled through time and was so busy fighting with his scumbag father, Green Tea, that he forgot to go to class! !

Just when Lu Zicha wanted to stop going to class, a message came from the QQ group of the class, saying that the teacher was going to roll call today, and if he didn't arrive at the end of the semester, he would fail directly.

Be late if you are late.

Picking up her schoolbag and rushing towards the classroom, Lu Zicha was so anxious that she was out of breath, so she found the classroom where the class was held.

Knocking on the door lightly, he walked in quietly with his schoolbag in his hand.

The teacher's voice paused for a moment, but he ignored him and continued his lecture.

This classroom is like a laboratory, the table in front of everyone is like a test bench, with a lot of bottles and jars on it.

The original major was in the direction of fragrance engineering, majoring in chemistry. In class, the teacher talked about some chemical knowledge. Lu Zicha itself was not in this major. After listening for a while, he found that he could not understand at all.

He was in a fog during the whole class, as if he was listening to a bible without words, and he was drowsy.

Just when the teacher told everyone to make spices according to the recipe, Lu Zicha woke up from the "coma".

Taking the small bottle on the table, Lu Zicha placed the bottle about [-] centimeters away from him, and gently fanned it with his hand to let the air flow.

His behavior perfectly fit the laboratory's fan-sniffing method, but the students around him were obviously surprised by his behavior.

"Lu Zicha, why don't you use the fragrance paper? What are you doing there? Are you funny?"

After being called by the teacher, Lu Zicha laughed awkwardly: "I didn't wake up at noon, I'm sorry, teacher."