I heard that if I don't pretend to be poor, I will die

Chapter 25

Yang Qi subconsciously looked back at the door of the classroom, but didn't find who called him.

"Looking for me?" Yang Qi was a little confused, he didn't know any friends in this school, could it be Guo Jun?

Confused, he walked to the door of the classroom and looked around, but he didn't see anyone he knew.

Just as he was about to walk back to the classroom, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm: "Yang Qi."

Yang Qi looked back and saw a very beautiful girl standing at the door, holding a letter in her hand, with a sweet smile on her face.

Yang Qi froze for a moment, he thought this person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

But before Yang Qi remembered who it was, the other party stuffed an envelope into his hand and said, "Yang Qi, this..."

At the same time, the expression is still a little shy, and the cheeks are flushed.

"This is?" Yang Qi took the envelope and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

In fact, Yang Qi has not been confessed to by girls much, let alone received love letters from others.He had always been a gamer before, his mind was full of games, where had he seen such a posture, so his face blushed a little in an instant.

What's more, the other party is still a standard beauty, it can be said that she is at the school girl level.

It's hard for Yang Qi not to be nervous.

But why did she give me a love letter?Is it because he is handsome?

Yang Qi scratched his head in embarrassment, his ears were a little red, and he was at a loss.

At this moment, the other party smiled shyly and showed his small canine teeth at Yang Qi: "Yang Qi, can you please help me give this to He Ziming?"

Hearing these words, Yang Qi, who was smiling brightly just now, froze instantly.

His spring smile was instantly frozen in winter.

He knew that this kind of good thing that fell from the sky would not be his turn!

It seems that he is self-indulgent.

Yang Qi twitched his lips, trying to get back the smile that had just froze: "Okay."

At this moment, the letter in his hand was like a hot potato, Yang Qi wished he could throw it away immediately.

"Thank you." The other party showed a very sunny and beautiful smile again, so sweet that it was too sweet, and then turned and left.

Yang Qi took the letter back to his seat, looked at He Ziming who was still doing his homework between classes, and silently pushed the pink letter over.

"It was given to you by someone else." Yang Qi said, and added, "It seems to be given by the school belle."

Yang Qi just remembered that he had seen that girl on the school beauty list.But he can't remember the specific name, anyway, whether it is the first or the second, he can be regarded as a famous person in the school.

He Ziming just glanced at it, didn't respond, and continued to do his homework.

"Aren't you going to take it apart and have a look?" Yang Qi was surprised at his mediocre reaction.

After all, she is a beautiful woman, so does he reflect on this?

He Ziming shook his head and said, "If you want to see it, you can take it and see it."

With that said, Yang Qi was not convinced.

What does he want to see?

Does he want to see it?

he--

All right, he just took a sneak peek.

Yang Qi took the letter, took out the letter paper inside and flipped through it, only to see a few lines: "Please come to dinner this Saturday, will you come?" Then an address was attached below.

Yang Qi was slightly disappointed. He thought it was a love letter, but he didn't expect it to be an invitation letter.

But when his two eyeballs saw the word "Saturday", they stared immediately.

Saturday?

Isn't that just right, if He Ziming went to eat, wouldn't he have to take tutoring?

Then he can go online with Liu Xiahui? !

So Yang Qi took the letter and smiled at He Ziming: "Hey, someone invited you to dinner this Saturday, why don't you say so?"

Pointing to the address on the letter paper.

He remembered that this address should be located in the city center, the school is so far away from the city center, it must take a long time for He Ziming to go there.

Anyway, no matter how time is calculated, as long as he goes to the appointment, there must be no way to make up lessons.

Yang Qi doesn't care about his academic performance at all, it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad, the key is to get rid of He Ziming's eyeliner.

Don't look at him as if he doesn't care about anything, but he is also a smart person.

Isn't the reason why the teacher transferred He Ziming to make up lessons for him because he wanted He Ziming to restrain him?Lest he spend too much time in school and affect other students' studies.

The students don't know Yang Qi's identity, the class teacher must know, otherwise his parents would have greeted him in vain.

But He Ziming said very calmly, "I won't go."

Yang Qi saw that he was unmoved, so he said again: "Then if you don't go, you have to give someone a reply, right?"

He Ziming was still indifferent: "No need."

Seeing him like this, Yang Qi simply mustered up the courage to say: "In that case, can we not make up lessons this Saturday?"

He Ziming turned his head to look at him, and said, "What do you think?"

"I think there is really no need to make up lessons." Yang Qi nodded with a serious face.

"That's not acceptable. This time, the head teacher personally called the roll call. I have to write a summary after the remedial lessons. There is no way to escape." He Ziming said seriously.

Seeing that he refused, Yang Qi begged bitterly: "Oh, big brother, Xueba, big brother... This summary can also be written in advance, and you make up lessons, I don't make up lessons, we are happy to be free, why not Why?"

He thought about getting up early on Saturday morning, and then following He Ziming to the school classroom, and his heart was broken.

He wants to sleep in, play games, and play.

Just don't want to study.

He Ziming stared at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's okay if you don't want to make up lessons, but you have to do something for me."

The moment Yang Qi saw his smile, he knew that as long as he smiled, nothing good would happen. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Sure enough, on Saturday morning, when Yang Qi woke up, he saw that his desk was covered with test papers.

He Ziming disappeared, and left him a note, saying that he should just finish correcting these test papers, and attach the standard answer book.

Looking at the thick pile of test papers on the table, half as tall as a person, Yang Qi was dumbfounded.

Someone brought in a pile of things just now, and he thought it was something, but it turned out to be a pile of test papers, all of which were filled.

Only now did Yang Qi know that He Ziming not only went out to work outside on Saturdays and Sundays to make money, but also worked part-time as a tutor for others from Monday to Friday nights.

These papers are the test papers of all the students he teaches, and they are piled up before they can be corrected.

"As long as you finish correcting these test papers for me, this month's tutoring will be exempted." He Ziming assured him that as long as he finished correcting these test papers, he would deal with the class teacher for Yang Qi.

Yang Qi nodded immediately.

Compared with making up lessons, correcting papers is a piece of cake.

Come, let you experience my eye-speed!

Yang Qi picked up the red pen and the answer book and started, quickly marking the test paper with one hand, and nibbling sunflower seeds with the other.

Seeing his handsome appearance, Liu Xiahui asked: "Yang Qi, are you still going to the Internet cafe?"

Yang Qi nodded hurriedly: "Go, go, of course. I'll come when I finish correcting this paper."

"I think you are almost becoming He Ziming's coolie." Liu Xiahui joked.

Yang Qi was noncommittal.

However, because he was in a hurry to go to the Internet cafe, Yang Qi stopped eating melon seeds, and became serious, writing quickly.

Yang Qi found that he still overestimated his ability.

He has been correcting a block for three hours without stopping, and there is still half a pile of papers that have not been corrected.

Liu Xiahui and Watsons, who were watching from the side, couldn't wait any longer, and came forward to help one after another.

After someone helped, Yang Qi felt much more relaxed, and managed to finish correcting all the test papers by noon.

Talking about going to the Internet cafe, Yang Qi and the others quickly changed their clothes and prepared to go out.

The Internet cafe that Liu Xiahui mentioned is actually not too far from the school, but it takes one subway stop to get there.

When Yang Qi finally arrived at the so-called Internet cafe, he realized that the location of the Internet cafe was really hidden, and there was no small door if he didn't look carefully.

As soon as he entered, Yang Qi smelled a strong smell of smoke, and saw an old acquaintance, Guo Jun.

Yang Qi was a little surprised, but fortunately Guo Jun was busy playing games and didn't see him at this time, so Yang Qi walked around him from the aisle and found a corner seat to sit down.

After sitting down, Yang Qi glanced around and found that many of them were high school students, and some of them hadn't changed their school uniforms, and had pass cards hanging on their chests.

Liu Xiahui told him that the reason why this Internet cafe is so popular is that it can access the Internet without an ID card, and they secretly called it a "black Internet cafe".

However, this also led to an extraordinarily large number of people coming here on Saturdays and Sundays. If Liu Xiahui hadn't greeted the network administrator here in advance, they might not even have a seat.

Since a few roommates came to the Internet cafe, they must have to sit and have fun.

What is good to play, of course it is to play chicken.

When Liu Xiahui was in black, he didn't forget to open the backstage live broadcast room, ready to show everyone his operations.

Yang Qi logged into his account and was successfully pulled into the team by Liu Xiahui, while Watsons also clicked on Prepare.

Because Liu Xiahui was driving the host, he hoped that the game could also play a live broadcast effect, so he repeatedly told them: "You two will chat more later, chatter, and liven up the atmosphere."

Yang Qi asked, "What are you talking about?"

He is a bit useless, mainly because he is too serious when playing games, and sometimes he doesn't pay much attention to what his teammates say.

"Just talk about coquettish things, talk whatever you like, awkward chats are fine, anyway, don't stop." Liu Xiahui said.

Both Liu Xiahui and Watsons are very good at talking coquettishly.If the two of them talked, they could talk for three days and three nights without stopping.

However, the problem is that the three of them are fighting against each other now, they can't ignore Yang Qi, and they have to take him to talk dirty together.

The most important thing is that Yang Qi's voice is nice, much nicer than the two of them.This is especially popular in the live broadcast room with many fans.

That's why Liu Xiahui thought about it, so he wanted to encourage Yang Qi to speak more.

It's just that their funny talk is boring, and the audience in the live broadcast room are tired of watching it. If Yang Qi said a few words, or even sang a few words, the effect would definitely be outstanding.

Yang Qi didn't know what Liu Xiahui was thinking, so he just nodded perfunctorily.

When the game started, Liu Xiahui and Watsons started, and the two of them were like fighters among hens, beeping non-stop.

And Yang Qi, who just said he could speak well, became completely silent as soon as he entered the game, becoming a mute.

Because they are queuing for a four-player game, after entering, there will always be an extra teammate.And this teammate was as silent as Yang Qi at this time, listening to Liu Xiahui and Watsons talking.

Fortunately, the game has just started, several people followed the point marked by captain Liu Xiahui, and ordered the skydive together.

In fact, Yang Qi is a little absent-minded now. He originally wanted to play games, but Guo Jun always made him feel a little uncomfortable in this Internet cafe.

In particular, the other party seemed to be across the aisle from him, and the two could see each other as long as they stood up a little.

"Yang Qi, Yang Qi, why don't you speak?" In the game, Liu Xiahui suddenly said this.

Yang Qi, who was distracted, was taken aback, and immediately replied: "Ah? I forgot to turn on the microphone just now."

With Yang Qi's words, the fans in Liu Xiahui's live broadcast immediately went crazy.

"The voice of the little brother just now is really nice!"

"Fuck, who was talking just now?"

"Little brother sounds nice awsl"

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……

Liu Xiahui knew it had this effect, so he deliberately said: "The voice is so nice, it's a pity not to sing."

Sure enough, the fans in the live broadcast room nodded frantically and immediately brushed up the gifts.

"The blood book of thousands of people asks the little brother to sing!" The fans screamed.

Yang Qi was still lingering in the grass at this time, staring at the computer while taking out his mobile phone.

Just now he received a private chat from He Ziming, asking where he was.

Yang Qi dared to tell him that he was in an Internet cafe, because he was afraid that he would tell the teacher a small report, so he replied, "I went out to play."

"When are you coming back?" He Ziming continued to ask.

Yang Qi felt guilty, so he said, "Why?"

He Ziming took a photo of him, and on it was a pile of test papers, all of which he had corrected.

"You corrected all the test papers wrong." He Ziming replied, referring to the large pile of papers that were all corrected wrong.

Yang Qi immediately retorted: "Impossible, I've been staring at each one of them."

He has the answers in one hand and the test paper in the other. He has corrected seriously, how could he correct mistakes.To correct mistakes is only one or two, how could there be a bunch of them.

But He Ziming sent him a photo again, and the answer was indeed different from the comparison version of the test paper.

What's going on?

Yang Qi immediately looked back at Liu Xiahui and Watsons who were seriously playing the game, and immediately understood.

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