[Quick Transmigration] Shuai Meow Hotel

Easy place to make friends. "

Mike nodded, and he had another reason: "Besides, we are in France. As the sons of two Frenchmen, it is too shameful not to speak French. Go to school, learn French, and then go out more, outside There must be more interesting things than making cakes."

Marcus thought about it, and no longer insisted on staying at home. He agreed to go to school, but he also hoped that his parents would not deprive him of the little joy of baking cakes.

There are many similarities between French and English, and there are many French words in English. For Marcus, learning French is not difficult.However, his parents seem to have been communicating in French since the conversation that day in order to make him more determined to go to school.

Marcus shook his head again and again, his parents' move was too cruel.

In the morning, Mike drove Marcus to school. This time he finally spoke English: "When you arrive at school, you must study hard and make more friends."

When he arrived at the school, Mike applied for admission for him. The teacher who had been talking to Mike glanced at Marcus from time to time. A narcissistic man touched his face unconsciously. Is this uncle really so charming?

Thomas nodded while listening to Mike, and finally held Mike's hand and said, "Please rest assured, we will definitely give your son the best education, and hope he can have a pleasant experience in our school."

Mike shook Thomas' hand back: "Then please leave it to your school."

Marcus was tired of waiting, and as soon as he and Mike left the office, he asked, "What did you say to that man? He keeps looking at me."

Mike stopped and patted his son on the shoulder: "You study hard here, make more friends, go out for a stroll more, and your mother and I will return to the United States. I hope you have a happy life here. Oh, boy!"

Of course, this passage was spoken in French, and Marcus, who didn’t understand French at all, didn’t understand what Mike said. He jumped up and said, “Can’t you speak to me in English? I don’t know you at all. what did you say!"

Especially you still have a weird smile on your face, telling me that I don't know what you are talking about, I am so uneasy!

Sao Nian's worry was correct, when he came home, he found no one at home, only a post-it note stuck on the door, on which was written: "I love you, son, I'm going home with your dad... …[Heart]".

Marcus tore off the note, crumpled it up, and tried to throw it.When throwing it, he hesitated again, took a few deep breaths, and then went to open the door and put the note in the glass bottle at the entrance.

Breathe

"Bonjour, Chloe." Marcus opened his seat and sat down, greeting his deskmate.Coincidentally, his deskmate was also named Chloe Toursignan, a beautiful blonde girl.

"Good morning, Marcus." Chloe raised his hand and greeted, "Are you free after school this afternoon?"

Chloe is fluent in four languages ​​and speaks excellent English, and the teacher arranged for her to help Marcus get used to school life.She's not exactly a warm person, but restrained enough, conscientious enough to basically act like an old hen every day, with chick Marcus.With her help, Marcus's French level has improved rapidly, and he can basically cope with daily life. It is okay to go out to buy a bottle of soy sauce and ask for directions.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Justin asked us to go to the bowling club, do you want to go together?"

"Go, do you want me to go back to him later?" Marcus asked in a low voice as he pretended to take a book when he saw that the math teacher had already walked in.

No matter how much he pretended, the math teacher found out that he was tricky, and when there was a problem-solving session in the middle, she called Marcus up.

They were learning functions, and Marcus had learned them countless times. He went up and solved the problems easily.But after finishing the solution, he couldn't understand a word the math teacher said, so he just nodded pretending to understand.

Sitting back in his seat, Chloe translated for him: "She said you did a good job, and asked if you have learned it before. Have you learned it?"

Marcus nodded.

"Can you help me with math? I'm having a bit of trouble here." Chloe asked him with a wink.

Marcus glanced at the math teacher to see that she wasn't looking at them, and replied in the affirmative, "No problem."

The next class was physical education class, they didn't need to exercise, and several of them leaned on the barbed wire beside the playground to chat.

Chloe asked him: "Which people can you remember now? The name and the face can be matched."

Marcus thought for a while, counting with his fingers: "You, Marcus, Justin, Le Tellier and Xia Li."

Chloe raised her right hand, stretched her fingers, and asked exaggeratedly, "Is it just the five of us?" Suddenly, her nose was itchy, she turned her head away and sneezed.

"Is it cold?" It's autumn now, and Chloe came out wearing only a T-shirt, blowing a gust of cold wind.

She hugged her arms and rubbed them together: "A little bit."

Marcus took off his coat and draped it over Chloe.

Chloe closed the zipper and tidied her hair. A gust of wind just now messed up her hair.

At this time, Charlie came over and leaned against the barbed wire: "What are you two talking about?" She saw Chloe wearing Marcus's clothes.

Xia Li is a very gentle girl, she is usually very silent, she prefers to listen rather than talk.

Marcus shrugged: "Nothing."

Seeing that Marcus didn't answer her, she didn't mind, but turned her head to talk to Chloe.

He gave Justin a light kick and asked, "Going bowling this afternoon?"

Justin sat on the ground and turned around: "Yes. We have an appointment with another class, a class competition. If you lose, please have dinner with the winner."

Justin's hairstyle is very similar to Marcus', with a small bun at the back of his head.He is the pistachio in the class and the diplomatic ambassador. He usually takes care of any friendship matters.

When they arrived at the bowling alley, more than 20 people came from their class, and a dozen people from the other class. Finally, it was decided that there would be five people in each class, and the winner would be determined by one sentence.

There are ten grids in a bowling game, the full score is 300 points, and you need to hit all ten times.In each grid, there are two chances to hit the ball. If the ball is not knocked down the first time, there is a second chance to hit the ball.

If you hit all the balls for the first time, you get 30 points.The first missed hit, the second make-up, the score is 10 points plus the number of bottles knocked down by the next pitch.If all the balls are knocked down twice, the score is the number of knocked down bottles.

Marcus was placed third on the court, and the girls next to him started screaming and applauding as soon as he entered the court.Several boys looked straight at him, and one with a bad temper threw his fist directly, warning these girls not to cheer for Marcus.

Marcus has a good sense of the ball and standard moves. He scored [-] points for his class and widened the distance from the other class.

In the end, Marcus' class won the victory. The great hero Marcus chose the restaurant. He respected the opinions of the girls and asked them to make a decision.

The girl chose to choose a French restaurant and asked the class next door to pay for it.

Went to eat, sat at seven or eight tables, because alcohol was not allowed, everyone drank juice.

Taking advantage of the atmosphere during the meal, Justin asked him, "Do you like Chloe?"

In an instant, the lively atmosphere in the previous moment suddenly cooled down, and everyone looked at him eagerly.If he dares to say yes, the boys will go up and beat him up, if he dares to say no, all the girls will go up and throw him down.

Marcus put down his fork, wiped his mouth, and asked Justin, "You want to know?"

Not only Justin, but many other people were nodding, and Chloe also looked at him, pursing her lips to listen to his answer.

"Okay, come here, I'll tell you in a whisper." Marcus hooked his fingers at him.

Justin pulled away the chair, walked over with a gossipy face, and put his ear next to Marcus.

Marcus hooked his neck and said commandingly, "Close your eyes."

The gossip soul burned Justin's rationality, he immediately closed his eyes, but felt a soft stick on his lips, with a scent of apple juice, and it was easy to leave.

He opened his eyes abruptly, ignoring the stupefied eyes of the people around him, and shouted: "You, you kiss me!"

"That's right." Marcus returned his gaze to the dinner plate, picked up the quilt with apple juice and took a sip.

Justin was even more frightened by Marcus's confession: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you want an answer? This is my answer." Without looking up at anyone, he pulled out the chair, took the coat from the back of the chair, and left the restaurant.

Justin caught up, took Marcus's hand and asked, "What do you mean by kissing me? Do you like me?"

"No." Marcus quickly denied, shook off Justin's hand, and strode away.

Justin returns to the dinner table.

It was still silent here, no one paid attention to Chloe's embarrassment anymore, but quietly thought about what the two said when they left, and why Justin came back with a constipated face.

Chloe's cell phone vibrated, and it was a text message from Marcus: I'm leaving first.There was no other meaning just now, I have no feelings for girls.

Chloe put her phone back in her bag, she was in no mood to eat again.That text message was left there, and I wanted to reply but didn't know what to reply, and I wanted to delete it but couldn't delete it.When she went home and lay on the bed, she took out the text message again, read it for a while, and replied: "Can you teach me the math problem this weekend?"

The reply to the text message over there was fast, it took almost ten seconds: no problem.When are you coming.

Chloe raised her hand to support her forehead, and the other hand