Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 343 Three or two ebony plums outside the bamboo (fifteen)

Qing Qiaowei from class [-] ([-]) played tricks on the class teacher, and corrected the status of the mysterious group "Zhongbang" in the school. The school also encouraged everyone to set up more of this kind of learning and mutual help groups.

As soon as the news spread, students from all classes flocked to sign up enthusiastically, hoping to become a member of the Chinese gang.

How cool it is to be able to do things openly!

Unfortunately, An Cheng and Wu Zichu brutally rejected them all.

At the back table, An Cheng put one hand on his chin, and looked at the girls who came to sign up with disdain, "Just like you, you want to join our gang and lower our average appearance?"

Pumpkin...

Qiao Wei glanced secretly.

The girl's face was flushed, and her appearance was considered correct, enough to overshadow Qiao Wei's typical gray continent refugee face.

Master An's mouth is really too bad, it shouldn't be called a pumpkin if it looks like this...

Qiao Wei was suddenly glad that he was merciful to her. O(╯□╰)o
Just when she was concerned, the girl pointed at her dissatisfied and shouted: "Changqing Qiaowei can get in like this, why can't I get in?"

Qiao Wei's face froze.

Fuck me, is she lying down?

"What are you talking about!" An Cheng slapped the table angrily, "You can't even match a toe of our stinky girl! She looks so many times prettier than you!"

"..."

"..."

This was the first time he praised Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei pointed at herself flattered, with an overly frightened expression.

"Look at the wool!" An Cheng yelled at her ferociously. "Smelly girl, what's your expression?"

"Probably..." Qiao Wei thought for a while, and answered honestly. "I'm terrified, I can't believe it."

"Look at your progress!"

An Cheng glanced at her with disgust, and then at the girl who came to the "interview" with even more disgust, and commented very "fairly": "Sure enough, she is still a bitch who can barely watch."

Everyone looked at the refugee-faced Qiao Wei complicatedly, and then at the straight-faced girl. No matter how unconscionable they were, they couldn't say that Qiao Wei was prettier than others.

What kind of eyes does Young Master An have?

This is exactly what...

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and what our ancestors said was right."

Someone in the crowd muttered something, and the eyes of everyone became more subtle.

"Who is his lover now?"

"Who is her lover now?"

Qiao Wei and An Cheng retorted in unison.

After speaking, they stared at each other again.

An Cheng's face was full of disgust, "It's just this dry and stinky girl who still wants to be my young master's lover?"

Qiao Wei also pushed back blankly, "Just this dude with a mouth that smells worse than a toilet, still wants to be my lover?"

"Stinky girl, how dare you despise me?"

"Hey, tell me some reason, okay! You can despise me, why can't I despise you?"

There is a lot of noise on this side, but the other side, where Wu Zichu is, is as quiet as the air.

"Student Wu, Wu, Wu." The girl with flushed cheeks rubbed the hem of her school uniform nervously and said courageously. "Can I study with you in a group?"

Wu Zichu lowered his head and wrote the test paper quickly. His speed was very fast, and he finished all the multiple-choice questions in less than 5 minutes.

The girl thought he didn't hear, and repeated cautiously: "Student Wu?"

silence.

"Well, did you hear me?"

silence.

"Student Wu, can you say something?" The girl almost cried.

silence.

There were crowds of onlookers nearby, who smiled and gave her a hand, "Student Wu is more introverted, he doesn't like to talk."

"Yes, yes, I have been his classmate for three years, and he has never said a word to me."

"I heard that Qing Qiaowei has been his childhood sweetheart for 15 years, and he didn't talk to anyone before."

The jokes made by the students made the girls feel a little better.

She gritted her teeth and stood in a stalemate for 5 minutes until the electric bell rang for class, but she still didn't get any response, so she had to run back to her class with her face covered.

"Jingle Bell--"

Wu Zichu's "shua shua" writing brush never stopped.

If one had been paying attention, one would have noticed the tight pursing of his lips, which was his habit when he was distracted.

The students who belonged to each other were still biting their ears in a low voice.

"Have you noticed that the atmosphere between An Cheng and Qing Qiaowei is so ambiguous?"

"It's not just ambiguous, it's okay to have an affair!"

"Happy Enemy, the modern version of Cinderella and Rich Young Master, I'm so envious."

"Snapped--"

There was a thunderous crisp sound, as if the mute button had been pressed in the classroom, and all the discussions disappeared.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

It was a Hero fountain pen that made the sound, the nib snapped off right in the middle.

Its owner put the cap on the pen with a calm expression, turned around and threw a neat parabola, and threw it accurately into the ash bucket in the corner.

"I'm sorry." Wu Zichu returned to his seat and asked Qiao Wei who was full of confusion. "Do you have any extra pens?"

"Huh? Oh, oh, yes."

Qiao Wei took out the \/ pen and handed it to him.

This was just a small episode, and Qiao Wei forgot about it when she borrowed the pen.

After a long time, when she ran out of refills, she vaguely remembered the incident of borrowing the pen, and asked Wu Zichu for it, but Wu Zichu's face did not show any fluctuations.

"Oh, I accidentally lost it."

"..."

"I bought an extra pen, and I will pay it back to you."

Before Qiao Wei could utter the words of refusal, a green pen appeared in the palm of her hand.

Very old brand and style.

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The hand feels heavy, and it seems to be pretty good.

Qiao Wei looked at Wu Zichu's hand, which was holding a dark maroon pen of the same style.

"Green is so ugly, how about we change it?"

Wu Zichu refused without even thinking about it, "No change."

"why?"

"I don't like green."

This is like repeatedly reminding him that he has a green hat on his head, he can't bear it!

Wu Zichu calmly glanced at An Cheng who was staring at them from the corner of his eye.

"But I don't like green either." Qiao Wei said sadly.

"Girls and Dolls, it's quite suitable." Wu Zichu took out a bottle of black ink from the belly of the desk, "Try to see if you can write it well."

"Oh."

Writing with a fountain pen and writing with a water pen are two completely different feelings.

The pen is smoother and clearer, more suitable for handwriting practice.

The most important thing is that you can use up five refills every day with just a water pen, so you can save money by writing with a pen.

The only regret is that the nib of this model is relatively thick and cannot write small characters.

But Qiao Wei still insisted on using it.

The next day, when Qiao Wei stuffed her schoolbag into the desk, she suddenly found a box inside the desk. When she opened it, she found a Parker pen and a dozen bottles of ink in different colors. It was not cheap at first glance. .

Wait, what's going on?
(End of this chapter)