Chapter Eighty-four: People Who Like You

  One of them suggested going to a place to have supplementary lessons, and Wen Xiang's original intention was to find a small, secluded restaurant or a small eatery with private rooms. There were suitable places near the school, so they could both have supplementary lessons and meals without wasting time. However, he suddenly thought that Ji Su might not have enough money to go to such places now, and with her personality, she would definitely not agree if he paid for her himself. After thinking about it, he wanted to take care of her self-esteem while also finding a comfortable place. In the end, Wen Xiang made the decision and took the three of them to Qinghe Doujiang Shop.

  As soon as they got in the car, Ren Yi exclaimed: "So this is your family's business? You're still so stingy. What's wrong? Are you afraid of giving us a discount?"

  Meng Adao: "Exactly. I said SuSu brings you breakfast every day, why didn't you react? It turns out that eating your own family's food makes you feel ashamed."

  Ji Su smiled and went to cover her mouth, the two of them dodging and weaving together. Seeing that they had provoked public anger, Wen Jian cupped his hands in greeting and smiled: "My family doesn't have a shop here, this is my uncle's place. The 81 Road side is closer to all four of our homes, after supplementary lessons are finished, taking the bus is also convenient."

  Four people walked into the store laughing and saw Ning Xiaoyin standing at the cash register, calculating accounts with a calculator. Wen Qian looked over and asked: "Where's Xiao Yin? Why are you collecting money instead?"

  Ning Xiaoyin heard Wen Qian's voice and said without lifting her head: "Xiao Yin had a cold today, she left early. I'll just summarize the points for today."

  "Are you calm?"

  Ren Yi was extremely excited, although he had long known that Ning Xiao Bing and Wen Qing's relationship was not ordinary. Seeing this ice-cold beauty at such close range still made his heart flutter uncontrollably. Seizing every opportunity that could be utilized was Ren Yi's never-abandoned dream. He rubbed his hands together, grinning as he walked over to say: "Hello. I am..."

  Ning Xiaoyin raised her head, and the furrowed eyebrows immediately made Ren Yi swallow back the rest of his words. Without even looking at him, she stared at Wen Cheng's face and said: "What kind of people are these?"

  Ji Su took two steps forward and smiled: "My name is Ji Su, I'm a classmate of Wen Qian. Ni Xiao Ning, hello."

  Ning Xiao Ning really didn't know Ji Su, she rarely paid attention to school matters, and with her temperament, she wasn't interested in pretending not to recognize him just to give him a hard time. She nodded slightly, indicating that she knew the name, then continued to focus on calculating accounts.

  Ren Yi retreated with a humiliated smile, but he was used to being beaten and didn't care about these things. He still looked at Ning Xiaoyin with excitement, and Wen Yan even suspected that he was considering taking out a book for her to sign an autograph.

  Meng spat out her tongue and leaned into Ji Su's ear, whispering: "It's so cool, just like the legend." Ji Su elbowed her lightly to shut her up, still wearing a faint smile on his face. Wen Ze let the three of them sit down first, then turned around and entered the operating room. Li Shengli was busy inside, and when he saw Wen Ze, he didn't care about the flour all over his hands, grabbing him with one hand, his voice trembling with excitement: "Wei Wang, really..."

  Wen Xie smiled and nodded, casually flipping through the small booklet on the edge of the console, which was densely filled with data, and asked: "What's this thing?"

  Li Shengli brought up this topic and immediately became spirited, pointing to the various data above to explain to Wen Ze. After listening, Wen Ze understood that the standardized procedures he had explained last time were being experimented on by Li Shengli. He was striving to accurately quantify the optimal operating process with numbers and create a practical manual. This experiment required thousands of attempts. Only when one's control over fire, ingredients, and time is superb can it be possible to implement assembly-line operations while ensuring flavor.

  After a few days, Li Shengli has initially explored several feasible methods. What is needed now is to choose the most scientific and economical one, then refine, decompose, and finalize it, ultimately forming a set of effective operational tools.

  They chatted for a while, and Wen Ze said that he would be coming to the soy milk shop to make up classes for the next few days. Li Shengli naturally welcomed him warmly and asked how they would solve dinner, whether they should find a restaurant to book a meal. Wen Ze knew that Ji Su wouldn't agree, so after hesitating for a moment, he decided to just use local ingredients - one person, one cup of soy milk, and one fried dough stick. This standard wasn't too high, maybe Ji Su could accept it.

  Li Shengli came out and greeted the three of them before busying himself inside again.

  The store had few customers, Meng Ah and Ren Yi sat on one side. Ji Su sat alone on the other side, leaving an empty seat next to her. The three of them sat there in silence, only hearing Ning Xiao's keyboard typing sounds. The atmosphere in the store was a bit awkward. Wen Chen walked by the cash register and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "These three are all my friends." Then he calmly sat down, took out his textbook and said: "Two teachers, start from the beginning to make up for it? Do you want to eat a piece of turmeric first?"

  Ning Xiao Ning stared at Wen Qian's back, a mixture of amusement and annoyance flashing in her eyes. She bit her lower lip thoughtfully. Tossing aside the calculator, she picked up four cups of soy milk and walked over, her normally cool expression softened by a hint of warmth. "Helping that idiot Wen Qian with his studies must be exhausting? I'll treat everyone to some soy milk."

  Wen Cen shouldn't be on the same level as her, since he condescended to come over and say hello, being scolded a few times is also acceptable.

  Ren Yi was overwhelmed with a huge sense of happiness, staring at Ning Xiaocong's beautiful face and saying "Not tired, not tired"

  Wen Cheng has a bit of a headache and usually doesn't think that Ren Xiong's resistance to the plague is so low. Who is Ning Xiao Ying, don't provoke her into making a big fuss.

  Ning Xiaoyin surprisingly didn't get angry and gave Ren Yi a faint smile: "Hello!"

  Ren Yi also realized his overreaction, scratched his head and said with a bit of embarrassment: "Hi, I'm Ren Yi, Wen Qian's deskmate. Actually, I'm not usually like this."

  "Uh-huh, I've heard Wen Qian mention you. We often see you two eating together in the cafeteria. Oh right, I also heard some girls from Class 7 discussing you, saying that your poetry is really good." Ning Xiao'ning was actually one of the most socially adept girls among those around Wen Qian's age. If she wanted to genuinely get along with someone, her words would be as gentle as a spring breeze, warming their heart and soul. Not to mention Ren Yi, even Liu Zhi wouldn't necessarily be able to keep up!

  Ren Yi's pleased expression was almost carved on his face. He humbly said, "I don't dare, I don't dare. It's just a bit better than Wen Chen."

  Ning Xiaoyin smiled slightly, her eyes glancing at Wen Qian. Ji Su and Meng A exchanged a look, and suddenly burst out laughing. Everyone knew that Ren Yi was joking, but he deliberately looked at Wen Qian, expressing disdain with his eyes.

  Wen Jian was indeed defeated by Ren Yi. This typical "for women, insert knife into brother" smiled wryly and said: "Alright, waiters please return to work, others hurry up and study, I'll chat with you one by one later, and slap your palms."

  Ning Cong's expression turned ugly towards Wen Qian, she let out a cold snort and turned around to leave with her head held high. Although Ji Su and the others had many questions about Ning Xiao Cong working here, no one asked anything. Children have their own thoughts, afraid of hurting others if something is not right.

  "Let's get started. Meng, you help Ren Yi review math first, I think he's not bad at liberal arts." Ji Su looked at the two of them nodding and then smiled at Wen Cuo: "Alright, Wen Cuo, no limit on topic, write an English essay for me to take a look, about 500 words or so."

  She gave a faint nod of approval, and Ji Su, the study committee member and English class representative, was still doing a great job. High school English is nothing more than grammar and vocabulary. The college entrance exam doesn't even test listening comprehension, so a student's true level can be seen from their writing. He thought for a moment, and in less than five minutes, he had finished writing it. When he handed it to Ji Su, the disappointment in her eyes was still visible.

  In high school, no one could write a good English composition in five minutes. Even Ma Song, the genius student who ranked first in all subjects and total score in the city's entrance examination, couldn't do it!

  Although Ji Su knew that Wen Qian's grades were very poor, deep down in her heart, she felt that Wen Qian seemed to be all-powerful. Subconsciously hoping that he would still surprise himself as before.

  Reality is always cruel, five minutes, maybe he just wrote more than before.

  Ji Su shook his head and smiled wryly, finding his own mentality amusing. Whether he did well or not in his studies wouldn't affect his mood; expecting perfection from someone was an overly harsh fantasy to begin with.

  After taking over the composition, Ji Su was quickly stunned. The beautiful writing, rich vocabulary, and substantial content made her feel that many words were unfamiliar, but from some simple sentences, she could still understand that Wen Chen was praising a girl: beautiful, strong, self-respecting, and self-loving.

  Ji Su knew. This is an article written for oneself!

  Meng He's eyes lit up and he reached out his hand to take a look at Wen Qian's masterpiece.

  Ji Su glanced at Wen Chen, suppressing her heartbeat, and quickly tore off the paper. She put it in her pocket and said, "What's written on this? Meng'er, don't look, lest Wen Chen gets embarrassed. Hmm, do another math problem for me to see."

  Two hours passed quickly, the four of them were paired up for tutoring, and when they encountered difficult questions, they would gather together to discuss them, and it was quite harmonious. After Ning Xiaoyu finished tidying up, she helped Li Shengli sweep the floor and tidy up the items in the workroom, keeping busy all the time. Occasionally stopping what she was doing, her gaze would unintentionally scan over the four of them, but there was no change on her calm face, it was unknown what she was thinking about.

  Within two hours, Wen Cen had shocked Ji Su to the core. English wasn't even mentioned, except for some minor grammatical errors, his rich vocabulary was astonishing; his foundation in Chinese literature was extremely solid, and as long as there were formulas, he could solve many difficult math problems. His performance in elective courses was a bit lacking, with many things that required memorization completely unknown to him, but strangely, he understood many things. For example, history - Wen Cen couldn't remember specific historical events that occurred in certain years, yet he could explain the causes and consequences of these events, as well as their profound significance on political and social levels, in a way that was more engaging and insightful than his teachers. A large part of the two hours were wasted listening to him talk about history.

  Wen Qian put down her textbook and stretched her waist. She smiled and said, "How's that? Is my level still passable?"

  Three people despised together, making Wen Qing haha laugh loudly. When leaving, Ji Su said goodbye to Ning Xiaoying, and the two beautiful girls kept a subtle distance and sense of proportion. The atmosphere was somewhat strange. After sending three people away by bus, Wen Qing returned, and Ning Xiaoying stood on the steps at the door. She looked down at him and suddenly asked: "Is this the girl you helped with Xu Yao last time?"

  "Not bad, what's up?"

  Ning Xiaoning fell silent for a moment, her body leaning against the white wall beside the door, one foot heel bent back against the wall. Her eyelids drooped, and her long eyelashes fluttered as she spoke in a low voice: "Xu Ya likes you, did you know that?"

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