Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

He looked at Jiang Wangshu's cold profile and asked inexplicably, "Do you think outstanding people must play with outstanding people?"

Jiang Wangshu frowned, not quite understanding the deep meaning of his words, but just nodded and expressed his own opinion: "That's about right, friends should at least have common topics."

Hua Tingjue was very disappointed, "Ah? So a loser student is not worthy of being friends with a top student?"

Jiang Wangshu turned to look at him suspiciously, "I didn't say grades are the criterion for excellence, did I?"

“If one person falls too far behind and stops moving forward, while the other person keeps moving forward, they will only drift further and further apart.”

“This is an eternal truth.”

“If you want others not to abandon you, you must first take the initiative and work hard to become excellent, rather than hoping that others are willing to be your friend.”

"Then what is excellence in your eyes?" Hua Tingjue asked her back.

"Hmm..." Jiang Wangshu paused, pondered, and then gave a definite answer, "Anything that counts is good."

Any aspect? Hua Tingjue lowered his eyes and thought deeply.

After a while, he took a sip of the fragrant and mellow coffee, his brows relaxed, "So you won't look down on someone just because he is a poor student."

Jiang Wangshu did not answer his question. Instead, she looked him up and down and asked, "What do you think?" She didn't dislike him.

Hua Tingjue: "You shouldn't be that kind of person."

After going around in circles, Jiang Wangshu suddenly realized, "What did Lin Han say to you?"

"Uh..." Hua Tingjue was stuck, and then he said casually: "Well, what can I say? We don't like each other. It's just a verbal fight between men. It's no big deal."

"What do you think of Lin Han?" He hesitated for a long time and finally asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

She commented expressionlessly: "Not much."

Hua Tingjue was so excited after getting this answer that he almost jumped to the sky.

But Jiang Wangshu's next words made him wilted. She said lightly, "You care about him so much? He cares about you a lot, too."

Hua Tingjue's excitement was somewhat dissipated, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"I'm not a gay!"

Jiang Wangshu's expression was unclear, but the cunning in his eyes flashed away, and his words were still irritating, "Oh, you two really have a tacit understanding, and you say exactly the same things."

"I……"

Seeing that he had almost recovered, Jiang Wangshu stood up and patted his pants, "Okay, you can enjoy the cool breeze slowly. I'm going to read a book."

"Oh."

Hua Tingjue was left alone on the rooftop. The rich fragrance of the roses in the corner was diluted by the wind, and his mood was like the petals in the wind, swaying.

She doesn't like Lin Han either, which means she will never be with someone like Lin Han, let alone choose him as her partner.

Yu Yu’s father will only be him!

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He hummed a little tune as he strolled around. He had a great voice, and his resonant singing immediately filled the huge house:

"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true~"

"La la la la~"

Jiang Wangshu paused when he heard the voice. What kind of song is being sung so late at night? It is simply a lascivious song that can disturb one's heartstrings.

Han Wanzhen, who was passing by, was also puzzled. Wasn't he so sad after school? Why was he so lively now?

Hua Tingjue was very happy. How happy was he? He made a special call to Lin Han in the middle of the night to greet him.

After three beeps, the other party answered the call.

"Didn't expect it? It's me!"

Lin Han: “…”

"Alas, no matter how perfect a match you seem on the surface, it's useless. People just don't like you~"

"Try your best, Xiaohan."

Hahahahaha, so cool! After showing off, he resolutely did not give Lin Han a chance to fight back and quickly hung up the phone.

Humph, some people may have trouble sleeping tonight.

……

After returning to school, it was time to select the repertoire for the art performance. No. 1 Middle School adopted a lottery system this time, which was fair and just, leaving the fate to fate.

Jiang Wangshu was the representative of the International Class. Hua Tingjue shamelessly wanted to come along. When the draw was about to begin, he rushed to join them: "I'll draw, I'll draw!"

Jiang Wangshu, who had just taken a step, was pulled back by him:?

She looked at him with doubtful eyes. Hua Tingjue felt guilty for a second, then lowered his head and explained to her: "They say that people who love to laugh will have good luck. I must have good luck. I'll draw!"

"Row."

There were a lot of twisted ideas, but Jiang Wangshu was used to it and just nodded and let him go.

Having received approval, Hua Tingjue happily walked up to the lottery table. He stood with Yao Jingshu, the monitor of the Evergreen Class, and politely told her, "Ladies first."

Yao Jingshu reached into the opaque box and took out a number, and then Hua Tingjue also took one. When everyone had drawn, the big screen showed the plays corresponding to the numbers. Hua Tingjue browsed through them one by one, and looked closely to find the play that matched his number.

Suddenly, my eyes went dark and I felt like fainting immediately.

because!

He actually drew "Snow White"!

Such a childish play is totally unsuitable for their temperament, and even he, who is still in kindergarten, would probably want to refuse it.

He looked at Jiang Wangshu blankly, panicking and frowning, "How could this happen?"

Jiang Wangshu also sighed numbly. At this moment, she finally believed what he had just said.

Well, people who love to laugh won’t have bad luck. Now that he doesn’t laugh anymore, all his luck has gone away.

But she shrugged calmly and said, "Just act. What else can I do? I can't do it again." She has never been afraid of anything. She will deal with it whenever it comes.

When the results were made public, some people in the Evergreen class covered their mouths and laughed, "Hahahaha, they turned out to be Snow White. This is so funny."

"How childish, but it matches their IQ."

"The unlearned dude and the princess are a good match."

This is how it is in student life, the desire to win is overwhelming and we want to compete in everything.

The International Class and the Evergreen Class have long disliked each other. The two classes have similar family backgrounds, but the International Class is slightly better, while the Evergreen Class wins in IQ and academic performance.

Now even the drama is involved.

However, although both classes were performing in the same drama, the Evergreen class was given the role of "Romeo and Juliet", while the International Class was given the role of "Snow White".

The note in his hand was like a hot potato, and Hua Tingjue's teeth were almost broken. His face was dark and gloomy, just like a demon.

……

Many people in the international class were eagerly waiting for Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingjue to come back. When they saw the two of them walking towards the classroom, Wen Yanlin couldn't wait to rush over and ask:

"Brother Jue, how is it, which one did you draw?"

"Singing? Dancing? Or some cool superhero drama."