Rebirth: Don't miss the good girls, don't waste the bad girls

"Uh-huh."

“I do own that store.”

"We started preparing in the second semester of our senior year, and opened the business after the college entrance examination."

"Business is pretty good now. It's no problem to make 30,000 to 50,000 yuan a day."

"But now there are all kinds of activities going on over there on University Town Road, which attracts a lot of people. The flow of people is huge, and now the net profit of the milk tea shop exceeds 100,000 a day."

"So, senior sister, just accept this gift without worry. Eighteen thousand dollars is really nothing to me now."

"And I also have a college entrance examination scholarship. Both Peking University and Tsinghua University offer a scholarship of 1.8 million yuan. I am the top scorer in liberal arts. How can I afford such a small amount of money?"

Chen Wenjie said something that was not meant to shock people.

It seems that he still has some reservations and did not mention the Hongni Alley, an online Hanfu store with daily sales exceeding one million, otherwise senior Han Qiao would probably go crazy.

"Oh my God!"

“This world has gone crazy.”

"Wenjie, you are simply a genius!"

"No, you should say that you are a genius. After all, you are the top scorer in liberal arts. It's not a big deal to start a business and open a milk tea shop."

"Well, today I have met a big money sponsor. In this case, I will not be polite."

"I like the gift very much, thank you, Wenjie."

Han Qiao said with a smile.

Countless young talents at Longcheng University gave her various gifts, but she refused to accept any of them.

This time is unprecedented.

After all, in her eyes, Chen Wenjie is not yet a man, he is just a boy, a younger brother!

After having a meal with Han Qiao, it was already 7:30 in the evening. The two went to the recording studio of Longcheng University to start recording. After about two hours of recording, they finally finished recording "You, My Deskmate".

“This song is totally different from your previous style.”

"But it does fit your current state of mind. It seems like you have a lot more emotions after graduating from high school."

"After listening to your song, I remembered all the people and things when I was in school. More than ten years have passed in a flash. Time really spares no one!"

Han Qiao spoke with great emotion.

This song is definitely a good song, even better than the four ancient style songs recorded by Chen Wenjie before.

If this song is managed properly, it can definitely be called a golden song that reminds people of their youth!

"Senior sister, you are still very young and beautiful. I'm afraid that if you become a teacher in the university, many people will mistake you for a student!"

Chen Wenjie said with a smile.

"Wenjie, your words are getting sweeter and sweeter. I guess there are a lot of girls in school who like you, right?"

"The last time you brought An An, I saw that she was particularly adoring of you, and her eyes were full of you."

"And the girl you brought to record your first song, even though she's very introverted and shy, I feel like she has a crush on you."

"There are no outsiders here. Tell me, which one are you going to pursue?"

Han Qiao asked with some curiosity.

"It's hard to make decisions about relationships. I plan to take it easy for now. After all, I'm still young and I should focus on my studies. I'm also starting a business, so I'm pretty busy."

Chen Wenjie avoided the question and spoke ambiguously.

He can say such things. Only children make choices. Do I want them all?

"oh oh."

"understood!"

"You want them all!"

Senior Han Qiao looked at Chen Wenjie meaningfully and spoke with a smile.

Chen Wenjie: “???”

I go!

No!

Senior sister, do you have telepathy or the ability to read minds?

How come you know what I’m thinking?

"I'm not!"

"I don't!"

"Freeze said!"

Chen Wenjie directly denied the three consecutive attacks and would never admit his true thoughts even if he was beaten to death.

"Well, since the song has been recorded, and it's getting late, you should go to bed early. I'm going back first!"

Chen Wenjie quickly copied the song and then fled.

"It's normal for such an outstanding boy to be liked by girls. If I were ten years younger, I would probably take the initiative!"

Han Qiao looked at Chen Wenjie's fleeing back and said with a smile.

Chen Wenjie took a taxi and went back to the milk tea shop first, where he found that the silly Zhao Shuyan was still waiting for him in the shop.

"You idiot, why don't you take a taxi home?"

As soon as Chen Wenjie entered the door, he saw Zhao Shuyan cleaning the store and couldn't help but smile.

"I thought you'd be back soon, and your tram is still here."

When Zhao Shuyan saw that Chen Wenjie had indeed returned, she couldn't help but grin.

"I knew you must be waiting for me in the store, so I came back to check on you."

"Let's go home!"

Chen Wenjie said very naturally.

"Ok."

Zhao Shuyan nodded upon hearing this.

The two men locked the shop door, rode away on their electric scooters.

"Why did you change your clothes again?"

"You look great in that white lace dress you wore today."

Chen Wenjie said.

"That dress is white and gets dirty easily. It's more convenient for me to work in this one."

When Zhao Shuyan heard Chen Wenjie praising her beautiful clothes, she couldn't help but lower her head and responded with a smile.

"What's there to worry about? If they get dirty, I'll buy you a new one. I can afford it even if you change ten pieces a day!"

Chen Wenjie said nonchalantly:

"Besides, when the college entrance examination bonus comes out, you will become a wealthy woman."

"By the way, have you got your bank cards?"

"It's best to apply for bank cards from all major banks so that the college entrance examination bonus can be deposited quickly."

"Uh-huh."

"It's all done."

Zhao Shuyan replied.

"That's good."

Chen Wenjie nodded and spoke after hearing this.

Soon the two returned to the staff quarters of No. 1 Middle School. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Shuyan refused to let Chen Wenjie take her home. Chen Wenjie watched her enter the corridor, then rode his bike downstairs to his home, pushed the bike into the storage room to charge it, and then went home.

After all this trouble, he got home at around ten o'clock again today. Fortunately, his parents were busy with their own things and didn't need him to be around all the time.

Go home.

Chen Wenjie discovered that his father Chen Jianghe was still awake, and it seemed that he had just returned home after checking the dormitories.

"Dad just came back?"

Chen Wenjie asked.

"Uh-huh."

"I went to check the boys' dormitory and caught two people playing with their cell phones. I criticized them and confiscated their cell phones."

"Students nowadays are really getting worse with each passing year. I think it will be hard for this class to pass you in the exam."

Comrade Chen Jianghe said this with great emotion.

Actually, this is normal!

Students born in the 1970s and 1980s are the most grateful, because at that time, children from ordinary families did not have many good options except studying, and the main way to acquire knowledge came from teachers, so both students and parents respected teachers very much.

Students born in the 1990s and 2000s seem a bit mean and ungrateful, because studying can no longer change their destiny, and it is even difficult to find a good job.

Coupled with the rise of the Internet, students have more and more ways to acquire knowledge. In their eyes, teachers are no longer omnipotent, and parents also feel that the status of teachers is no longer that important.

As for those born in the 2010s and 2020s, those students can simply not be called human beings. Each and every one of them is nothing. The students are nothing, and the parents are nothing.

In the future, as the birth rate continues to decline and there are fewer and fewer children, the source of students for Longcheng No. 1 Middle School will become worse and worse, and teachers will also feel that the students are becoming less and less valuable.

So Comrade Lao Chen, this is just the beginning, you still have a long way to go in the hard times ahead!