False Young Master's Self-Strategy [Rebirth]

Wen Zining knew that it was impossible for him to control Wen Qian.

If it weren't for the card of Grandma Ye in his hand, and if he hadn't imposed a debt of 8 yuan on him, Wen Qian wouldn't have been able to follow him submissively until this time.

Now that the two have broken up, it is impossible for Wen Qian to want to see him again in the future. As long as he doesn't try to snatch Wen Ge Group's heart from now on, it will be beneficial and harmless to him.

But when Wen Zining met Shang Wenqian's chilling eyes, he suddenly smiled.

"I know what you want to do." Wen Zining took a deep breath, and then said, "You want to get rid of me as soon as possible, but are you afraid that I will gossip in front of grandma?"

Although Wen Qian still looked calm, Wen Zining knew that he had guessed his thoughts at this step.

And what Wen Qian hates the most is the current Wen Zining.

Usually Wen Zining looks stupid and dumb, and he is very deceitful, but at critical times like this, he is like a bright mirror, clearly illuminating all of Wen Qian's thoughts.

Everything before was just to make people let down their guard and pretend to be ignorant of world affairs.

"It's not that I don't agree with you if you insist on doing this." Wen Zining acted very calmly, "It's a good thing that you can go whoring for free without spending money, who doesn't like it."

"But even if the 8 yuan is lost, you can't add the nursing expenses of the elderly to it, right?"

Wen Qian was naturally not so greedy, "I know it's another money."

Wen Zining snorted triumphantly, "So you still owe me."

Even if Wen Zining gave in helplessly, he still had to pretend to be taking advantage.

No matter what, on the surface, Wen Zining still held the reins of Wen Qian's control.

After the whole Spring Festival, there is only half a month left before the start of school on March [-]st, and the homework assigned to each subject is only about two days.

Fortunately, the teachers at Lange High School were not so cruel to Gao Yisheng. A pen, one night, one exercise book, one miracle can still be created.

More importantly, Wen Zining found a free labor force.

In the afternoon, Wen Zining lay comfortably on the sofa in the study.

He only drank half of the medicine that Aunt Zhang brought over, then picked up the red bean sweet water that Aunt Zhang had just boiled, and looked at Wen Qian who was driven by him, feeling very proud.

Wen Qian glanced at the medicine bowl, then looked at Wen Zining, "Take the medicine after drinking it."

"I've drank it all," Wen Zining pouted towards the medicine bowl, "what's left is medicine dregs, choking my throat."

Wen Zining's words were too exaggerated. After the Chinese medicine was boiled, Aunt Zhang waited for half an hour before pouring out the upper layer of the medicine.Even if there is medicine dregs, you can't drink it at all.

Wen Qian put down his pen and looked at Wen Zining quietly.

Wen Zining really wanted to convince himself that in fact, that little trick was of no use to him, but he still hesitated.

He took the initiative to put down the half-eaten sweet water, then picked up the medicine, and swallowed the rest.

The sweet taste in his mouth for a second made the medicine he was drinking now even more bitter. Wen Zining's stomach twitched at that moment, and he quickly covered his mouth, with some tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.

Wen Zining patted himself on the chest several times comfortingly, and then let out a long sigh of relief, then picked up the unfinished red bean sweet water.

The next day, Wen Zining became smarter.

He didn't ask Aunt Zhang to bring the medicine to the study, but let Wen Qian go up first.

"Aren't you going up with me?"

Wen Zining quickly waved his hands, "Nothing, I believe in your strength."

Wen Qian was not at all fooled by Wen Zining's rhetoric, "But I don't believe you, I'll go up after you finish drinking the medicine right under my nose."

Wen Zining paled instantly, "You are basing your happiness on my pain!"

Wen Qian nodded slightly, "I can't say it so clearly, Young Master Wen."

Wen Zining was irritated by Wen Qian's calm appearance, "It's fine if you don't write it, I'll look for it again..."

Wen Qian still looked unhurried, "Young Master Wen, I'm afraid you forgot, even if you find someone else, you still have to pay me for hush money?"

I'm afraid I have to wait for Wen Qian to finish his winter vacation homework and hand it in by himself before he can finish the matter.

As the saying goes, a man can bend and stretch.

After all, he offended Wen Qian before, so it's not incomprehensible for others to want to eat with his painful appearance three times a day.

Wen Zining paralyzed himself like this until one day he received a phone call.

"Hi Wen Zining, may I bother you?"

Wen Zining glanced at the phone, and the note on it was Tang Junjie.

He vaguely remembered that this person seemed to be his classmate, so he replied, "No, what's wrong?"

"That's right, my winter homework is done."

Tang Junjie's voice on the phone was so cautious that Wen Zining suspected that he was not reborn but traveled to a different time and space.

Are all borrowers in the homework trading market so humble these days?

Then Wen Zining thought that he had given Wen Qian all the homework for the winter vacation a few days ago, and suddenly the villain in his heart began to beat his chest and stamp his feet, "Tang Junjie, how good you said in the past two days, do you know how much I have suffered recently?" Bitter? No, you only thought of yourself!"

Originally, I half regretted and half joked, but I didn't expect the other end of the phone to believe it.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..."

The repeated apologies were like spells, and Wen Zining felt his chest tighten instantly, unable to breathe.

He really wanted to ask why you apologized, but the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be completely immersed in the three words "I'm sorry", which caused Wen Zining to open his mouth hard, but he couldn't even utter a single sound.

Wen Qian sensed something was wrong, walked to Wen Zining's side, took the phone, and hung up the phone.

At this moment, Wen Zining's time seemed to be flowing when he was still. His hands were tightly clutching the fabric on his chest, and he breathed in the air with great gulps.

"Tang Junjie," Wen Qian read out the first name on the call record, "Who is he?"

Wen Zining didn't know who this person was.

It was only when she started calling that she offered to lend her homework, Wen Zining thought it was some kind of friend who had a good time.

But when I made a joke like a little joke, the other side seemed to want to commit suicide and apologize the next moment.

Just the sound coming from the phone can't help but make people's hair stand on end.

Wen Zining would not have encountered such a situation before his rebirth, but for some reason, his current thinking often overwhelms rational thinking, and is better at synchronizing emotions and sensibility, which made him seem to be in a relationship with the person on the phone just now. People can empathize, and can really feel the endless pain this person feels because he didn't lend him his homework.

"I don't know either." Wen Zining rubbed his forehead with his hand, "The voice is very familiar, it should be my friend!"

Wen Qian sarcastically said, "Besides me, do you have other friends?"

The friend Wen Qian mentioned was obviously meant to be in quotation marks, and Wen Zining naturally heard his sarcasm, and retorted: "I look better than you, right? It's normal for someone to rush to please me. Unlike a certain Some people can't see their situation clearly, and want to ride on me if they don't pay attention."

Some people didn't pick up Wen Zining's words. He disliked the naivety of arguing with Wen Zining, and went back to business.

Before the start of school, the formalities for Wen Qian's transfer had already been completed.

Wen Zining checked the homework carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he put it in his schoolbag, nodded in satisfaction, "Wait, I'll go to the post bar in two days to give you a good review."

Wen Zining's good reviews were so eccentric.

[Ning things to rest: This little brother's homework is okay, but the price is 90.00 per subject... It feels like [-]% of the money is spent on his face. 】

In fact, no one will choose a job that is beyond the industry during the summer vacation.

After all, those who want to write homework for you are all scumbags, and it is enough to look like you are writing seriously.

When Wen Qian saw it, he was in the teaching office.

Recently, the number of DD asking him to do homework has inexplicably increased. Wen Qian found it annoying and set up to refuse to add strangers.He was originally bored and wanted to apply for deletion of this post, but he didn't expect Wen Zining to actually comment on this post.

"Student Wen Qian?"

Wen Qian raised his head, looked at the principal, and stuffed the mobile phone into his pocket, "Sorry, principal, tell me."

The headmaster was very kind and amiable, "That's right. We also checked and found that you had no record of your grades in the last semester. But after all, you are the classmate whom Mr. Wen mentioned, and you have excellent grades in the senior high school entrance examination. I will temporarily put you in the How about the top class?"

Blue Pigeon Noble High School has various class names.

Qingbei Class, Rocket Class, Top Class, Experimental Class and International Class.

Then there are three kinds of classes, there are top one and two classes, experimental one and two classes and international one and two classes.

Every name is said to be incomparably tall and noble, caring for every parent's wish for their children to become dragons.

"I can do it," Wen Qian said, "Thank you, teacher principal."

The head teacher of the first class led Wen Qian back, and introduced the situation of the class and the school to Wen Qian along the way.

"After the start of school, the school will organize a mock exam, and then classify according to the ranking of the exam results. Usually, it is on Friday of this week, which is the day after tomorrow. But you just transferred here, and you may not be very comfortable with the exam questions here. There is no need to worry if you fail the exam. The class changes once a month, usually after the monthly exam of the month. The next month's semester also involves the issue of class division for arts and sciences. After class division, the Qingbei class is a science class. The rocket class is a liberal arts class. Among the remaining classes, the first class is a liberal arts class, and the second class is a science class."

Wen Qian nodded, "Teacher, may I ask, do you know which class Wen Zining is in?"

The homeroom teacher naturally knew about the relationship between Wen Qian and Wen Zining, and when he heard the word Wen Zining, he couldn't help but take a slightly disgusted tone, "Wen Zining is in International Class [-], and everything in it is stuffed in with money. The relationship households, just come to Lange City to take a bath, and then go abroad to find connections at home."

"Student Wen Qian, although what I said is a bit hurtful, after all, you don't have the fate of Wen Zining. You should study hard. The college entrance examination is the only way for you to change your life. Look at the one that Mr. Wen said hello to before. Geng Lin has worked very hard, and it will definitely be no problem to get a better second grade in the college entrance examination this year."

At this moment, Wen Zining didn't know that he and Wen Qian were not in the same class. He was sitting in his seat, playing with his mobile phone boredly.

On the first day of school, the classroom was noisy, Wen Zining sent a message to Wen Qian, asking when he would finish it.Then Wen Zining replied to Geng Lin's message, saying that everything is safe.

At this moment, Wen Zining's deskmate pushed a small box of cookies from the side of the table into his field of vision, "I'm sorry Wen Zining, I was late for the winter vacation and didn't copy it for you. Angry?"

Wen Zining's mind had been on Wen Qian before, but when he turned his head, he almost trembled with fright.

He, his deskmate, looks exactly like Assistant Bai in his previous life!