False Young Master's Self-Strategy [Rebirth]

In the early morning, in a box of a certain bar.

On the black glass table, a black mobile phone vibrated suddenly.

The owner of the phone lazily picked it up, scanned the screen and connected it, with a very impatient tone, "Say something quickly, and fart quickly."

The anxious voice on the phone mixed with the noisy noise in the private room, "Brother Tang, it's bad, the system automatically intercepted a post just now, which was all about you looking for someone to take over as a substitute teacher, and put that Bai Ze, the substitute, turned his head upside down. Although he didn't post a picture, I'm sure he has evidence in his hand."

Tang Junjie raised his left hand, signaling to be quiet.

At that moment, the singing, playing, and flirting all stopped, and one of them immediately pressed the mute button on the panel.

In the ice-free space, only Tang Junjie's voice was heard, "Have you found it, who is it?"

The people over there also heard the disappearing noise, instantly became nervous, swallowed and said: "Not yet...we are investigating."

He quickly remedied, "The virtual IP address is used over there, and we are currently trying to locate the approximate range."

"I want the results tomorrow morning."

"Clear, understand."

Tang Junjie flicked the phone aside, and the bolder girls immediately surrounded him, "What's the matter, Brother Tang? Who made you angry again?"

"Those kids at school," Tang Junjie picked up a glass of whiskey with ice, and drank it in one gulp, "I don't know who that scapegoat offended, but this fire actually caught me."

One person helped out with an idea, "Otherwise, just let that ghost go find it for the dead ghost, and let him solve the problems he caused."

Tang Junjie glanced at the man, as if looking at a pig.

The man said embarrassingly, "Yes, I'm sorry Brother Tang, I said something wrong."

"It's okay," Tang Junjie put down his glass, "just don't talk next time."

The condensed water on the glass wall flows down, leaving a puddle of water in the gap between the glass and the table.

There was a crisp sound of slapping the face, and the water stains on the table also shook.

"Okay," Tang Junjie raised his hand, pointing to the panel of the song, "continue."

Tang Junjie had actually been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

He has long valued a doll design in Bai Ze's hand, but it is a pity that Bai Ze does not accept the buyout.Tang Junjie dragged on for a long time, but Bai Ze only gave in and bought shares.

If you can't fully control it in your own hands, the controllability of this toy will be greatly reduced.Tang Junjie would naturally not be happy if he gave up on this and gave it up to others.

Fortunately, Bai Ze has a weakness, and his weakness is lack of money.

Most of the abandoned children are somewhat sick, especially the children in No.13 Orphanage in Lange City.

It is very difficult for those children to be adopted by other people, and they can almost only rely on the orphanage to grow up, and then work hard to learn a little life skills, so that they can at least provide food and clothing in the future.

Bai Ze was not picked up at the entrance of No.13 Welfare Institute, but he was too quiet at that time, and the deans of each family were afraid of another burden, so Bai Ze was kicked there like a football by each family.

The dean of No.13 Welfare Institute is surnamed Bai. She also felt sorry for the child and no one wanted it. After thinking about it, it was just too much food, so she accepted it.

Fortunately, at the age of 12, Bai Ze seemed to have suddenly opened up. He could not keep up with the thinking ability of other children, but he jumped ahead of his peers in an instant. It can even be said that his learning ability is far superior to others.

After Dean Bai found out, he wanted to send Bai Ze to another orphanage.

Most of the adopted parents will not come to the No.13 Welfare Institute. First, the numbers are not pleasant to hear, and some people have taboos. Second, as long as those adoptive parents have a little understanding, they will know that there is almost no normal one in the No.13 Welfare Institute. Children, will not want to come again.

Who would want to adopt a flawed liability?

But in the end, Bai Ze didn't leave. He tried every means to make money and increase income for the orphanage.

The money is like water entering the sea, and it can't make any waves at all.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

Tang Junjie revealed Bai Ze's past to the bottom, and then he made a condition that Bai Ze could not refuse.

"You go to Lange Guigao to go to school for three years instead of me. As long as no one finds out, I will give you [-] yuan a month. And I will find you a place in the school to sell the dolls you made."

"The income will be divided into three and seven, you three and I seven."

As Tang Junjie expected, Bai Ze immediately agreed.

The matter of substituting for a class broke out. It is said that if you are young, you may be skipping class, and the school can solve it by itself.If it is too big, it may be an impostor, and Bai Ze will be branded for the rest of his life.

At that time, in order to maintain the original income, Bai Ze naturally had to sell the dolls he designed.

It's just that Tang Junjie couldn't get himself involved because of this matter, so he had to find out the person who posted it.

Buy all the evidence, and then become the rope to hold Bai Ze.

In the few days since the post was deleted, everything was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Recently, a new cat tongue biscuit has been released in the canteen. The sandwich in the middle is said to be made of fresh milk from the Mongolian grassland.

Wen Zining began to lose his temper as a young master. As long as Wen Qian didn't buy that cat's tongue biscuit every day, he would refuse to take medicine at noon.

During lunch break on Friday, after Wen Zining finished his meal, he was bored knocking on the thermos cup filled with traditional Chinese medicine, waiting for Wen Qian to buy cat tongue biscuits.

There were two people in the corner who had been staring at Wen Zining for a long time.

They received a call from Tang Junjie yesterday, requesting that no matter what method they used, they would get a piece of confidential information from Wen Zining.Tang Junjie did not say in detail what the information was, but said that as long as he was asked, he would definitely know what it was.

The matter of Wen Zining bringing a strong bodyguard has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not to mention that the strong man named Geng Lin in the school is in the school, Wen Zining can send them directly to the nearest hospital with just one phone call.

This time is the best time.

They pushed and shoved for a long time, and finally decided to go to Wen Zining together and talk.

"Well, classmate Wen Zining..."

Wen Zining yawned lazily, with a hint of moisture in his eyes.Pale skin with no blood color and a slightly round face can arouse pity from others, but when Wen Zining keeps a straight face, his demeanor without anger makes people dare not say a frivolous word.

Wen Zining glanced at the two people who came over. Although he felt familiar, he couldn't remember their names, so he asked directly, "Who are you?"

"I'm Ding Yi, your classmate," Ding Yi said, and quickly dragged the person next to him into trouble, "He's my deskmate Mao Zhi."

The big Mao Zhi was obviously not as flexible as Ding Yi. When his name was suddenly called, he nodded quickly, "Yes, my name is Mao Zhi."

Ding Yi clicked his lips logically, "He has something to do with you."

Mao Zhi also nodded, "Yes, I have something to do with you..." Suddenly he realized, "We have something to do with you."

Ding Yi's complexion changed, and he was about to refute, when he saw Wen Zining took out his mobile phone, "I'll give you three minutes, if you can't say it, don't say it. I'm going to take a nap."

Seeing Wen Zining set the time, Ding panicked for a moment, "Student Wen, that's it, do you have any information about Tang Junjie and Tang Junjie in your hand, we want to buy out your hand the original."

Wen Zining frowned and looked at them.

He did ask Wen's father and Wen's mother to help investigate Tang Junjie's information, but those two documents both investigated the wrong person, and they were just a piece of waste paper.

The point is, how do these two people know that they have investigated Tang Junjie?

Wen Zining smelled the fresh big melon.

Resisting his desire to eat melons, he asked calmly: "I can't tell, Tang Junjie is so impatient. He doesn't come to see me today, but he wants you two to do it for him. "

Ding Yi thought that Wen Zining knew everything, so he apologized and said with a smile: "Isn't it because Tang Junjie is busy these days and can't come, that's why we asked us to help talk?"

Just as he was talking, Bai Ze, who had just finished eating, came in from the door of the classroom.

At this time, Wen Zining still regarded Bai Ze as Tang Junjie, and since he entered the classroom, his eyes followed closely, and he mocked in his heart: Obviously Tang Junjie himself came back to take a nap, why are you busy these days?

Ding Yi and Mao Zhi followed suit, then turned their heads and saw a hint of sarcasm on Wen Zining's face, thinking it was the disdain shown by knowing Bai Ze's true identity.

This matter must not make a big fuss.

Ding Yi was terrified, and hurriedly said: "Student Wen Zining, or you can just make an offer."

Mao Zhi also nodded, "Student Wen, you make an offer, and we will buy the original copy from you."

When Wen Qian came back from the back door of the classroom with a biscuit in his hand, he saw an invisible tail behind Wen Zining's back raised up, and it was shaking from side to side very proudly.

He stretched out a slender finger, shook it left and right twice, and said something in his mouth, but the two people beside him nodded hurriedly.

But then Wen Zining stretched out two more fingers, and the faces of the people next to him instantly became embarrassed.

Wen Qian kept walking in, Ding Yi and Mao Zhi were afraid that Wen Qian would hear it, and originally wanted to bargain, but at this time they were forced to agree.

Ding Yi: "Okay, Wen Zining, tomorrow we will pay for the goods and deliver the goods."

Wen Zining raised his chin proudly, "Of course."

Wen Qian sat in his seat, and Wen Zining opened his hands to ask him for snacks the next moment.

Wen Qian glanced at the thermos cup on Wen Zining's table, "I'll give you the medicine when you drink it."

Wen Zining's face collapsed in an instant.

He reluctantly picked up the thermos, straightened his arms, and turned his head to the side, as if some biochemical weapon was about to be uncovered.

Wen Qian put the cat tongue biscuits on the table, and then reminded: "Drink the medicine."

Wen Zining looked at the box of biscuits lingeringly, and after a long time, he put his head in front of the thermos, took a deep breath, and poured the medicine into his stomach.

Wen Qian helped Wen Zining unpack, and asked casually, "What did you talk to them about just now?"

Seeing that the delicious food was about to be in his hands, Wen Zining couldn't hide his words, "It's the profile of Tang Junjie that my parents took for me last time. Those two people promised me to buy it out for 20 just now."

Wen Qian frowned, "20?"

Wen Zining was very proud, "Wen... my dad found one for me, and my mother found one for me. One is 20, but I have two, so it's [-]."

As soon as he heard what Wen Zining said, Wen Qian knew that those two people had found the wrong person.

But after thinking about it, if the exact IP address was found, then Wen Zining would indeed be the first to guess.

The biscuits in the box were small packages of plastic bags, Wen Qian tore each of them into a small opening and placed them neatly, and then pushed them to Wen Zining.

"When will it be given?"

Wen Zining picked up a piece and bit it down. It was so delicious that he squinted his eyes, "If I receive a transfer tonight, I'll give it to them tomorrow."

Wen Qian was afraid that Wen Zining would be beaten after submitting the materials, "Say to me when you give the materials, and I will accompany you there."

Wen Zining glanced at Wen Qian strangely, always feeling that he was thinking about other things, but after thinking about it, he would not be at a disadvantage, so he nodded, "That's fine."

That night, Wen Zining's mobile phone received a message that 20 yuan had been credited.

The next day was Friday, under the witness of Wen Qian, Wen Zining directly dumped the materials on Ding Yi's desk, and smiled to express his happy cooperation.

This was so smooth that it made Wen Qian doubt whether he shouldn't have too high expectations for the IQ of the people in this class.

In the evening, Wen Zining finished his meal and survived the difficult time of Chinese medicine.

At this time, he was lying comfortably on the sofa, eating the freshly cut honeydew melon, and then he received a call from Bai Ze after a long absence.

Since changing positions, Bai Ze rarely came to talk to him.

Wen Zining still remembered his words "You are not Wen Zining", so he would naturally avoid Bai Ze as much as he could.

Fortunately, after so many days, Bai Ze didn't tell anyone else about it, and Wen Zining gradually felt relieved.

It's just that when he saw the call from Bai Ze, Wen Zining felt that he couldn't breathe well, as if he could be seamlessly connected to the hospital bed in the next second.

After making mental preparations for a long time, he finally pressed the connect button.

Before I had time to politely say "Have you eaten?", I heard a very serious question on the other end of the phone.

"Where are the rest of the documents?"

Wen Zining was a little confused, "What information?"

Bai Ze said: "You only gave Ding Yi the part about Tang Junjie today, and you haven't given the rest about me, have you?"

Wen Zining was full of question marks: "Tang Junjie, what are you talking about?"

The breathing over there obviously stopped, and after a long time, Bai Ze's voice rang again on the phone, "Wen Zining, what did you call me?"

Wen Zining was inexplicable when he heard this sentence, and the sudden rising tone made Wen Zining feel that the person on the phone was trying to show him off, so he said angrily, "I call you an idiot."

Wen Zining hangs up the phone willfully, then throws the phone on the table, muttering in his mouth: "Ding Yi bought my materials, but I gave them all. If not, you can ask him for it."

As soon as the phone hung up, Wen Qian came out from the kitchen, "Who called you?"

He held freshly washed cherries in his hand, each crystal clear and black as gemstones.

Wen Zining raised his chin slightly, signaling Wen Qian to feed it to his mouth.

Wen Qian kept that very intimidating face, and asked, "Did Tang Junjie call you? What did he say?"

Wen Zining didn't get the reaction he wanted, and Wen Zining, who was still angry, kicked Wen Qian with his bare feet, "Are you going to rebel too!"

Wen Qian looked at Wen Zining without knowing why, but saw that the round pupils were full of unreasonable complaints.

Wen Zining threatened: "Grandma Ye hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet!"

"I know." Wen Qian replied unusually calmly.

He stretched out his hand to grab the handle of a cherries and touched Wen Zining's mouth. Wen Zining snorted disdainfully at Wen Qian's obedience at this time, and then opened his mouth to bite the cherries. .

The full juice burst in the mouth, and the sweet juice spread in the mouth, Wen Zining's mood improved again.

"Master Wen," Wen Qian's tone softened a little this time, and warned again: "If you want to go out recently, remember to tell me, I will accompany you."

Although Wen Zining also tended to put Wen Qian under his nose at any time, but he agreed so readily that Wen Zining felt that he was a little undervalued.

This time he pouted at the pot of cherries, "It depends on your performance."

On the other end, Bai Ze sensed that something was wrong.

At this time, Tang Junjie was sitting on a chair, propping his head with one hand, and glanced at the two people who brought the materials.

The materials on the table were messy, and the kraft paper sealed bag was casually thrown aside.

Ding Yi and Mao Zhi were almost crying in fright. They looked at Bai Ze who had just finished the phone call, as if they were looking at the last straw.

Mao Zhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and spoke with the remaining courage, "Bai, Bai, student Bai, what did Wen Zining say?"

Tang Junjie glanced at Bai Ze who was standing by the window, "Why, does Wen Zining admit that there are missing documents?"

"You're looking for the wrong person." Bai Ze put down his phone with a determined expression on his face, "Wen Zining wasn't the one who posted the post."

There was a hint of playfulness on Tang Junjie's face, with his index finger pressed against the corner of his mouth, he forced a smile, "Continue."

"He didn't know I was Bai Ze," Bai Ze pushed down the black-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and dictated his deduction at that moment, "If Wen Zining knew, he would definitely not have asked me back just now."

Tang Junjie didn't panic about the fact that his investigation results were wrong. He looked at Bai Ze calmly, "But this matter is always caused by you. If you want to clear the responsibility after making a phone call, you will inevitably You don't take me seriously."

In a few words, he put the blame on Bai Ze.

"I understand," Bai Ze nodded, "I'll check it out."

In fact, there was no need to investigate. The moment he finished the phone call, Bai Ze already had a candidate in his heart.

The only ones who know Bai Ze are people from Class [-] International.

If it was the Ludao villa where Wen Zining lived, there were only three people in the school.

Geng Lin, who was Wen Zining's driver, and Wen Qian, who pushed himself away from Wen Zining's seat at the same table some time ago.

Geng Lin is now in his third year of high school, and the college entrance examination is only a few months away. It is impossible for him to care about such things.

Then the rest is pretty obvious.

It's just that if Bai Ze said it on the spot, then Tang Junjie would definitely use it as a coercion condition to make him hand over all the things of the soul rabbit.

The next day happened to be Saturday, and Bai Ze found Wen Qian through the class.

He cut to the point and said: [Can you speak? 】

At this time, Wen Qian was in a ward.

Sitting next to Grandma Ye, Wen Zining acted coquettishly, chattering about trivial matters.Wen Qian didn't really want to interrupt this kind of warmth, so he winked at Grandma Ye and pointed out the door.

Grandma Ye nodded.

As soon as Bai Ze received the word [Yes], he immediately sent a voice invitation to come over.

Wen Qian walked to the balcony and connected the voice, "What's the matter?"

This time, Bai Ze didn't directly say the reason, "I have something I want to talk to you about, are you free tomorrow?"

Both parties are smart people, Wen Qian knew that this time Bai Ze must be suspicious of him, "I don't have time recently, Master Wen's mother Mr. Yi is coming back soon, I have to help with something."

Wen Qian actually doesn't know if Yi Ming won't come back recently, but saying this sentence is still a deterrent.

"It just so happens that it's about Wen Zining," Bai Ze released the bait, "We can talk about some things later, but you don't want to know about Wen Zining, do you?"

The balcony railing of the hospital was very cold, and other people avoided it, but Wen Qian was holding on to that railing as if trying to absorb warmth.

After a long time, Wen Qian finally said, "I'll just hang up if I have nothing else to do, don't waste your phone data..."

"Believe it or not, Wen Zining is a fake."

The words came out of nowhere, and Wen Qian hung up the phone.

In the ward, it happened that the doctor came to round the ward, saying that Grandma Ye was recovering well.

Wen Zining sat beside the hospital bed, propped his face with both hands, his eyes sparkled, "Then grandma can live a long, long time, right?"

"Your grandma is fine." The doctor leaned down slightly, his eyes were at the same level as Wen Zining's. "You just need to pay more attention at ordinary times. When the weather warms up, you can leave the hospital."

"Is that so?" Wen Zining thought of Grandma Ye's passing away this winter in her last life, and suddenly felt lucky to be reborn after the catastrophe, "Grandma can accompany me for a long time..."

Wen Qian just entered the door at this time.

The aftermath of winter was over, and the warm sunlight brought a little warmth. Wen Zining was surrounded by several doctors, and his grandma patted his head with a smile.The sunlight stayed on the top of Wen Zining's head, making a swirl, like clustering into a small golden crown.

Among them, Wen Zining is a little prince loved by all, who doesn't know the dangers and sufferings of the world.

【Wen Zining is fake】

Originally, he didn't believe a word, but for some reason, it suddenly popped up in Wen Qian's mind.

For no reason.

Wen Qian stood at the door for a long time, until when the doctor left with his students, Wen Zining looked up and saw him.

Wen Zining blinked, the fine flakes of sunlight flowed in his eyes, making them look bright.

Because Wen Zining was the only one just now, he had full authority to treat himself as Wen Qian.At this moment when the Lord came back, Wen Zining was unavoidably guilty. He retracted his hands on grandma's quilt, but his face was full of admonishment, "Where did you go just now?"

Wen Qian didn't want Wen Zining to know about it, so he lied calmly, "Just now the teacher called me to ask me how my revision was going. Do I have confidence in the next monthly exam?"

As soon as Wen Zining heard the word monthly exam, Wen Zining was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his voice changed when he opened his mouth, "Didn't you just take the exam?"

"So the teacher just asked." Wen Qian leaned over and helped Grandma Ye push down the corner of the quilt, "Grandma, what did the doctor say just now?"

Grandma Ye still has lingering fears about Wen Qian's part-time job behind her back, "The doctor said, as long as you study hard, my old bones can still last for a while."

Grandma Ye's words inevitably made Wen Zining a little guilty, and their hands shook at the same time, but Wen Zining pretended to turn his head out of the window, while Wen Qian bit the bullet and agreed. "I know, I will study hard."

Grandma Ye discounted Wen Qian's words now, and she urged again: "I told you before that honesty and trustworthiness are fundamental."

Before Wen Qian could speak, Wen Zining couldn't take it anymore.

Almost every word grandma said seemed to stab Wen Zining's past.

As Wen Qian in the previous life, he could still pretend, but in this life as Wen Zining, he really can't pretend.

He took Grandma Ye's hand and said to him left and right, "Grandma, are you hungry? I'll ask someone to bring you some warm fruit."

Unexpectedly, Grandma Ye was in high spirits, she patted Wen Zining's hands twice, "Ningning, I hope you are the same."

Grandma Ye patted it, and Wen Zining's whole body shook accordingly.

A discerning person is like Wen Qian, who can tell at a glance that Wen Zining is guilty, and there must be a secret hidden in his stomach.

An unknown person, such as Grandma Ye, looked at Wen Zining in surprise, and then looked down at his hands, "Is there static electricity on my hands?"

Wen Zining shook his head like a rattle, and then coaxed Grandma Ye, "No, no, it's just that I think what Grandma said is right, and it touched my heart."

Grandma Ye was really coaxed by Wen Zining to laugh, she reached out her finger and tapped Wen Zining's forehead twice, "Ningning is the only one who can talk."

On weekends, they would accompany Grandma Ye until eight or nine in the evening, and it was already dark when they returned.

It was pitch black outside the car, and Wen Qian and Wen Zining were sitting in the co-driver together. In addition to Wen Qian's face was reflected on the car window, there was also a reflection of Wen Zining who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

The closer the distance between Wen Zining and Wen Zining, the more Wen Qian can't help but recall the scene of their first meeting.

The silver light flashing across the tip of the knife reminded Wen Qian from time to time in his memory that Wen Zining was not as innocent as he appeared on the surface.

But now, Bai Ze's voice sounded in Wen Qian's mind at the same time as that ray of white light.

【Wen Zining is fake】

If it is said that Wen Zining is a fake, then did he once spy on this secret, causing Wen Zining to be panicked and forced to kill himself to bury the truth?

Wen Qian slowly turned his head to look at Wen Zining, but Wen Zining, who was sleeping soundly, frowned for some reason, as if he had dreamed of something bad.

He slightly opened his lips and whispered, Wen Qian couldn't help getting closer.

"don't want……"

Don't what?

"...don't drink the medicine."

Wen Qian's face froze.

Geng Lin, who was driving, saw Wen Qian approaching Wen Zining with a straight face, and suddenly became a little nervous, "Brother Qian, how is Young Master Wen? Is he short of breath or has a fever again?"

Wen Qian sat back and said, "None."

Geng Lin: "Then just now...?"

Wen Qian glanced at Geng Lin, "There was nothing just now."

Geng Lin was so frightened by Wen Qian's aura that he wasn't sure. After returning to the room, he realized belatedly, shouldn't he and Wen Qian be colleagues?

Why did I get so cowardly just now?

Wen Qian ignored Bai Ze for two days.

Wen Qian really knew too little about Wen Zining's matter, so he wanted to press Bai Ze for two days to see if he had any other substantive evidence besides that sentence.

What Wen Qian didn't know was that Bai Ze was just guessing about all this.The sudden words were only related to Wen Zining.

Baize, who had nowhere to go, finally told Tang Junjie about the matter.

Regarding Wen Zining, Tang Junjie didn't dare to move.

After all, it is the Wenge Group that others are relying on, and if things go wrong, it will be you who suffers.

But for Wen Qian, a little dirty dog ​​that came from nowhere and lived in Wen Zining's house, Tang Junjie naturally didn't care that much.

"Since you don't want to listen to what you say, then use a whip," Tang Junjie's voice on the phone speaker was extremely indifferent, "If the whip doesn't work, then sprinkle two handfuls of salt."

"It's not a state secret. I don't believe he hasn't handed over things by then."

Tang Junjie's desktop was scattered with Wen Qian's photos, and he casually picked up one of them and shook it, "You are so skinny and weak, two people can knock you down."

Bai Ze hung up the phone and went back to the classroom, only to see Wen Zining looking at Wen Qian with dissatisfaction, opening his mouth to say something.

Compared with the beginning of school, Wen Qian has already gained a lot of meat, and he even looks a little difficult to mess with.

Ding Yi and Mao Zhi behind him stopped, and they both glanced at Wen Qian's back and then at Bai Ze's face.

In the end, Ding Yi couldn't hold back, "Are we really... going to use force?"

Bai Ze helped take off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the light reflected from the lenses covered Bai Ze's eyes, "This thing is in Wen Qian's hands, and it is equivalent to holding me and Tang Junjie hostage."

"The longer it drags on, the more out of control things become."

"Bring more people, and when Wen Qian is alone, don't leave anything behind."

Naturally, Bai Ze couldn't participate in this kind of thing.

He went to school instead of Tang Junjie, so he needed to keep a low profile.After telling Tang Junjie about Wen Qian, he was already in a passive state.As for Tang Junjie's appearance, it was obvious that he wanted to push Bai Ze into the fire pit. If he couldn't keep it, someone would be squatting in the alley, waiting for him to take the bait.

The canteen has released a new strawberry-flavored cat tongue biscuit, which is said to be limited to a daily limit.

Fresh strawberries with water droplets are painted on the poster, and the center of the cat's tongue sandwich biscuit next to it seems to be filled with strawberry ganache, which is silky and dense.

Wen Zining didn't pay attention when he entered the school, and only found out that someone was holding the newly snatched cat's tongue biscuits during the exercise between classes.

Why doesn't he have what others have?

Wen Zining hurriedly pushed Wen Qian down to buy, but he had already missed the time.

The limited strawberry flavor has long been sold out, but what Wen Qian brought back was the milk flavor that he was already tired of eating.

"I want strawberry flavored ones," Wen Zining pointed at the milk cat's tongue biscuits that had been torn off the package, "You don't take me seriously at all, I'm going to make a fuss!"

Wen Qian put the medicine in front of Wen Zining, "I didn't get it, I'll buy it for you next time."

That cold face was filtered in Wen Zining's brain, and it became an arrogant demonstration of "I was wrong, I dare to do it next time".

He pushed the medicine aside, "You didn't get the strawberry flavored one, so I won't drink it!"

Wen Qian glanced at Wen Zining coldly, obviously not accepting Wen Zining's unreasonable trouble.

Wen Zining wasn't afraid at all, "I'm going to sue Grandma Ye after school today!"

"I'm going to tell Grandma Ye, you've broken your studies! You don't come to school anymore! You still bully me!"

Originally thought that taking "Grandma Ye" out for a walk, Wen Qian would immediately submit as obediently as before.

Unexpectedly, it didn't work this time.

Wen Qian took out Wang Zha calmly, "If you don't drink it, I'll tell Aunt Zhang when I get back."

Aunt Zhang always took the matter of Wen Zining's medicine as the top priority. Every time she went back, Aunt Zhang would check the thermos bottle containing the medicine, and after confirming that the thermos cup was empty, she happily went back to the kitchen to warm up the medicine for the evening.

Wen Zining engaged in a battle between heaven and man in his brain, but in the end he was no match for Aunt Zhang's ramblings in his memory, so he picked up the thermos cup and drank the medicine aggrievedly.

In the afternoon, Wen Zining made up his mind not to talk to Wen Qian, but after a while he lost his composure and glanced at Wen Qian from the corner of his eye.

I saw Wen Qian staring at the blackboard intently, taking notes, without being affected by Wen Zining at all.

Threats alone are useless to Wen Qian. After getting along with each other for this period of time, Wen Qian has also grasped his own weakness.

For Wen Zining, this was not a good thing.

Wen Zining couldn't listen to the afternoon class, so he simply took out a piece of paper to sort out his current thoughts.

When he used to manage those employees, he always first figured out the character of the person, and then prescribe the right medicine.

A threat is like a weapon, useful to an unarmed person, but obviously useless to a person with more advanced weapons than himself.

It's impossible for Wen Zining to really attack Grandma Ye, which made him like a kid herding sheep. If he talked too much, no one would believe him.

However, there is only one person who cares about Wen Qian...

The threat of sticks won't work, so give me some sweets?

The paper was messed up by strokes, and he drew a line from the top, pointed to the side, and wrote "Cat's Tongue Biscuit" in big characters.

He was still thinking in his mind, if he told Wen Qian that if he bought the limited strawberry flavor, he would share half of it, would he be more motivated?

As a good leader, it is natural to show both kindness and power. Threats alone will make people feel rebellious, and it will backfire if it is used for a long time.

The more Wen Zining thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and he stretched out an arrow crookedly under the cat's tongue biscuit, and wrote "I am a genius" triumphantly.

In fact, Wen Qian has been paying attention to Wen Zining's situation. When he saw him take out a paper and pen just now, he thought that he had finally calmed down and started studying.

It just so happened that the teacher just talked about some new knowledge that he hadn't learned yet. Wen Qian was afraid that Wen Zining would not understand, so he was about to explain it to him, but saw the four characters "I am a genius" written by Wen Zining.

From "I am a genius", it is "cat tongue biscuits".

Then from the "cat tongue biscuits" and then reversed, it is "leadership thinking".

Wen Qianneng understands how to calculate several kinds of forces on the blackboard, but he still doesn't understand what kind of brain circuit the words "leadership thinking", "cat's tongue biscuit" and "I am a genius" must go through to produce cause and effect relation.

Seeing Wen Zining lying on the table and writing down the words "cat's tongue biscuit" again aggrieved, Wen Qian couldn't help but sigh.

He thought, why not go outside later to see if there is that new flavor.