Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

The two stood at the top of the stairs in a daze for a while, Wen Chu paused, and glanced downstairs.

Sure enough, the steward and a group of servants stood below, looking at them with some inexplicable eyes.

Wen Chu pursed his lower lip and stepped back a step.

Song Baifeng lost his hand, and he just came back to his senses, thinking helplessly, why is he so boring.He turned around and glanced back, then retracted his hand as if nothing had happened: "Go down and eat."

After the meal, the tutor Song Baifeng had found for Wen Chu happened to be here. That person was Xu Li, a young talent in his 30s, an expert in economics, gentle and refined, and knowledgeable.

He only taught Wen Chu a few major professional courses, and the rest of the courses were not difficult. With a little guidance from him, Wen Chu would be able to understand more or less by himself after reading the book and doing the questions.

The teacher is of a high level, and Wen Chu has a quick mind and a quick learner. He not only finished the teaching content arranged by the school during this period, but also made up all the previous knowledge points.I almost learned the content of others for a semester in a week.

After finishing today's study tasks, it was already evening. Wen Chu stretched himself, stood up and prepared to send the teacher away.

Xu Li packed his things and asked, "Are you going for the exam tomorrow?"

Wen Chu nodded: "Go."

After all, there are scholarships.

Xu Li stood up and told him as he walked, "Just try your best during the exam. I have learned a lot recently. Just read the key points I marked for you before the exam. Basically, there will be no problem."

Wen Chu lazily leaned against the door frame, Wen Yan yawned, and continued to nod like a chicken pecking rice.

Xu Li smiled: "Hurry up and go to bed, I'm leaving first."

Wen Chu held the doorknob to prop up his body, and was about to close the door and go back to wash, but suddenly thought of a problem, he had an exam tomorrow, but he hadn't told Song Baifeng about going to school yet.

He closed the door and went downstairs. Halfway through the walk, he suddenly heard conversations in the living room.Wen Chu's footsteps paused, the voice was somewhat familiar, he hung half of his body on the railing and looked down.

Xu Li had just arrived on the first floor, with the textbooks in his arms, he nodded politely to the few people, then walked to the gate and left.

Song Baifeng sat on the small sofa beside him, with his hands folded on both sides, lowered his head and pinched his fingers boredly, while Song Baizheng and Song Zhi sat on the other side.

Song Baizheng is 12 years older than Song Baifeng, and Song Baifeng is younger, so that the two don't look like brothers at all, but more like people who are inferior.

Song Baizheng looked at Xu Li's back and asked, "Who is he?"

Song Baifeng didn't answer his words, but paused the movements of his hands, he raised his head as if aware of it, and met Shang Wenchu's gaze.

Wen Chu blinked, feeling that he should not appear on this occasion, and wanted to turn around to leave, but found that the other two had followed Song Baifeng's line of sight, and happened to see the upper body hanging outside.

The entire hall was extremely silent at this moment.

Wen Chu: "..."

They have already touched the top, and it would be impolite to go back.He stood up straight and began to walk down. After he got down the last flight of stairs, he called out to Song Baizheng, "Hello, Uncle."

Song Baizheng was in a daze at this moment, he looked back and forth at Song Baifeng and Wen Chu, and then looked at the direction Xu Li left just now as if his mind was not clear.

It may be that Wen Chu and Xu Li were classified as "irrelevant" people who appeared in Song Baifeng's house inexplicably.

In the end, he looked at Song Baifeng in puzzlement, and didn't respond to Wen Chu's words.

Although Song Zhi knew that Wen Chu lived in Song Baifeng's house, although he was not as surprised as Song Baizheng, his face was not very good-looking, and he did not expect Wen Chu to live here for so long.

Thinking of the punch he received at that time, he immediately became angry, wondering why Song Baifeng wanted to take Zhong Huai in.

Song Baifeng answered Song Baizheng's question just now: "The tutor I hired for Zhong Huai."

Song Baizheng and Song Zhi: "..."

The two were completely speechless.

Song Baizheng laughed awkwardly and asked, "What's your relationship?"

Song Baifeng said concisely: "His father is my friend."

Wen Chu walked up to Song Baifeng, tugged at the hem of his clothes, lowered his head and whispered, "I'm going to school tomorrow."

Song Baifeng glanced at Wenchu's waist, as if he was looking at his injury through his clothes, then he looked away and gave a faint "hmm".

The matter was finished, Wen Chu didn't look at the two people next to him, and raised his foot to leave.

Song Zhi said: "Zhong Huai lives here, does my uncle have any spare room at home?"

?What do you mean, this time it was Wen Chufa's turn to be confused.

Song Baifeng said: "There are still empty rooms."

Song Zhi looked at Wen Chu, rubbed his hands nervously, looked up, then immediately lowered his head, and asked softly, "Then... Brother Zhong Huai, does he not want me to live here?"

Wen Chu: "..."

Seeing this man's pretentious movements and tone, he almost spit out his lunch.

At this time, he understood the current situation. Song Baizheng brought Song Zhi here because he wanted Song Zhi to live in Song Baifeng's house, and the reason was unknown.

But I didn't understand why Song Zhi turned the topic to himself.

Although Wen Chu didn't want to see Song Zhi, the house didn't belong to him, so he didn't have much right to speak now.Song Baifeng and Song Zhiqin had nothing to do with each other, and he couldn't figure out what Song Baifeng was thinking, so after thinking about it, he said, "I don't even care."

It doesn't matter if it's fake or not, most of Wen Chu's good mood about going to school is gone, he just stood there with his lips pouting and stopped talking.But he still hid his dissatisfaction, otherwise it would appear that he had too much to do.

Song Baifeng raised his eyes and glanced at him, and then said to Song Zhi: "I'll ask the housekeeper to tidy up a room for you, on the second floor, and you can put your things in there later."

"That's fine, I'll take Xiaozhi back when I settle the company over there," Song Baizheng said with a smile, "I'll trouble you to take care of him in the next few days."

He turned his head to Song Zhi again and said: "It's okay to learn more from your uncle, learn more about all aspects of society, maybe you can use it in the future, don't just study the knowledge in books all day long."

Wen Chu lowered his head and looked at his toes. Song Baifeng is a major general, with experience and connections in his hands, he can fight any of them. He can indeed learn a lot here. He looks familiar, maybe he can help him in the future.

What's more, this pair of uncles and nephews had never met before. Of course, such a good opportunity should be used to contact the family, otherwise it would be too pretentious.

For Song Baifeng, he should agree to this request both emotionally and rationally.

Wen Chu said, "Then I'll go back to my room first."

After returning to his room, he sat down at the desk again, and began to look at the key points that Xu Li had drawn for him.

How can a mere Song Zhi affect his good mood? Wenchu ​​is full of fighting spirit, study hard and wait for Minglan Fengtian to surpass him in the exam!

After Wen Chu skimmed through the knowledge points, he glanced at the clock, and it was almost eleven o'clock.He closed the book, and before he went to the bathroom to wash up, there was a knock on the door.

He couldn't help but frowned, probably Song Zhi, who didn't know Song Baifeng's sleep time when he first arrived.

Wen Chu originally didn't want to talk to Song Zhi, but after thinking about it, he went over to open the door and said angrily, "You..."

The words suddenly froze, Wen Chu looked at Song Baifeng in front of him, and asked in a daze, "Why are you here?"

Song Baifeng handed the milk in his hand to Wenchu, and asked, "Tomorrow's exam?"

Wen Chu took it with an "um" sound, the milk was still hot, and there was a little heat coming from the glass.

Song Baifeng leaned against the doorframe next to him: "Milk helps you sleep, and the exam will keep you healthy."

Wen Chu looked down at the milk in his hand, and said to Song Baifeng, "Thank you." He took a step back and tried to close the door with his wrist.

He was held down by Song Baifeng with one hand: "I'll take the cup down after drinking."

Wen Chu gave Song Baifeng a suspicious look, then raised his head and drank the milk in one gulp, handed the empty glass to Song Baifeng, and muttered: "General, is the service so good?"

Song Baifeng laughed: "Can you get the first place in the exam if the service is in place?"

Wen Chu said with a serious expression: "You should ask Song Zhi this question, not a scumbag who is always the last one."

Song Baifeng raised his eyebrows: "Xu Li said you are a fast learner."

Wen Chu said: "He may be afraid that if you tell the truth, you will hit me."

"Then my milk was given away for nothing?" Song Baifeng asked.

"How can it be?" Wen Chu said, "at least I won't be the last one in the exam, and there is still progress."

"Then how many more glasses should I send?"

Wen Chu said expressionlessly, "I'll go to the bathroom at night if you give me a few more glasses."

Song Baifeng knocked his head, turned and left holding the cup.

When he woke up the next day, Wen Chu closed the door and glanced at Song Baifeng. As usual, he was about to say hello, "Good morning", but suddenly saw Song Zhi's shadow beside Song Baifeng, and the two were very close , talking.

Wen Chu kept his mouth shut, and went downstairs to sit at the dining table waiting for dinner.

After a while, the two also came down. Song Baifeng sat on the main seat, lowered his head and waved the knife and fork in his hand, and said to Wen Chu: "Good morning."

"……Good morning."

Wen Chu glanced at Song Zhi beside him, who had a bad face because of this sentence, and felt that the morning was really good.

Thinking of the scene that happened when he first came to this world, Wen Chu felt that as long as Song Zhi was unhappy, he would be happy.

Song Baifeng asked again: "How did you sleep last night?"

Song Zhi said: "It's pretty good, and the bed is very comfortable, better than sleeping at home."

Song Baifeng didn't speak, he looked at Wenchu.

Wen Chu was cooking with his head depressed like before, and he didn't notice Song Baifeng's gaze, so he naturally didn't know that the sentence was asking him.

It was just that after listening to the conversation between the two of them, I thought to myself while eating that the relationship between the two uncles and nephews seemed to be pretty good.

After eating, Wen Chu put his schoolbag on his back and started to go out, he still had to hurry to squeeze the subway.

Song Zhi also went out at the same time, but he got into the luxury car parked in the yard and was about to be taken to school by the driver.

Song Zhi sat in the car, looked down at Wen Chu who was passing by through the car window.

Wen Chu saw this look, ignored him, and only complained to the glutinous rice balls in his heart: "The subway is much more expensive than a luxury car, so what's wrong with him?"

sweet dumpling:"……"

"Zhong Huai."

Song Baifeng suddenly stopped him.

Wen Chu stopped, turned around and looked at Song Baifeng standing at the door, wondering, "What's wrong?"

Song Baifeng glanced at his shirt: "The injury hasn't healed yet, you want to squeeze the subway?"

Wen Chu stretched out his hand to touch his belly, it hurt a little, but it didn't bother him, before he could say anything, he heard Song Baifeng say, "Go by car."

Song Zhi frowned when he heard this. He didn't want to ride in the same car as Wen Chu. He would be annoyed when he saw that person, and their identities didn't match. Why should he go to school with a poor boy? What if someone saw it?

Wen Chu didn't like it either, he was afraid that if he sat with Song Zhi, he wouldn't be able to resist kicking him off the car, and he might die.

Song Baifeng turned sideways slightly, hooked off his casual coat from the hanger next to him, grabbed a car key, walked towards Wenchu, and said lightly, "I'll see you off."

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