Scumbag Transformation System

Although they have agreed to go on a trip, there is still a period of time before the National Day holiday, and the two of them still have to focus on their studies right now.

It's not that you can act recklessly after you arrive at the university. Grades and grade points are still a heavy burden on college students, even the top universities in city B, which are well-known in the country, are no exception.

People like Liu Juanchu and Gu Ciyu who have good grades on weekdays don't need to worry about it, but those who are scumbags like Gu Cixi are just two words, it's over.

"Brother, you can't just ignore death!"

Gu Cixi lay on the table, looking at the thick pile of microeconomics in front of him, and felt a headache.

Professor Liu of the Department of Finance is a well-known strict teacher. Under his new curriculum reform, the usual score and the final score are divided into half. The usual score mainly depends on the number of attendance and the chapter quiz results of each chapter. Other teachers If you can pull it, you can pull it, but for him, it's fine if he doesn't make trouble.

For example, for a scumbag like Gu Cixi, encountering Professor Liu's class is like a mouse encountering a cat.

In the past, Gu Ciyu could help draw a key point and pass some notes, but now since the two of them recovered, Gu Ciyu went to morning study with Liu Juanchu every day, and did not hang out with Gu Cixi anymore. The emphasis on learning has also been raised a bit, and I don't agree to hand over the note.

At most, it is to help to divide a key point.

And he would also laugh at him, "Can you be a little bit promising?"

Gu Cixi shook his head, "I'm worthless, brother, I'm worthless at all."

If he can speak softly, let Gu Ciyu help him solve his urgent needs, and Gu Cixi is willing to be the first to do so.

Since Gu Cixi Africa had come to study with them three days ago, Liu Juanchu was tired of seeing this kind of bickering in front of him. He skillfully put on his earphones to block out the noisy sound from the outside world, and quietly made his pre .

An hour later, Liu Juanchu rubbed his temples and between his brows to relieve fatigue, while on the other side, Gu Ciyu was about to faint from Gu Cixi's anger, how could there be such a stupid person in this world.

Gu Ciyu restrained his anger and continued to explain to him, "...So did you understand?"

Gu Cixi nodded and shook his head half-understood, "...Probably."

"Forget it, I can't teach you anymore, you can find someone who can teach you."

Gu Ciyu said fiercely, he lay back, he had already given up on this guy's IQ, and this hour of training for him was completely enough.

Gu Cixi also wants to cry, but there is no one who can teach him. He usually relies on small papers to pass this kind of quiz and unit summary. Only at the end of the semester, he will ask someone for help. Make up a lesson.

If he could find a helper with a good temper and good grades, he wouldn't have to live under Gu Ciyu's hands so tormenting him.

Liu Juanchu didn't pay attention to the progress of the two of them. He looked at the time at the bottom right of the screen. The timetable arranged for him by the labor department showed that he would still be busy later.

Closing the computer and putting it in the bag, Liu Juan said clearly, "I'll go to the Student Affairs Office and the Psychological Counseling Department to sort out the documents."

After Gu Ciyu finished speaking angrily, she was still trying her best to turn the tide, and when she heard Liu Juanchu's words, she just nodded casually, "OK..."

Before the words fell, Gu Ciyu's eyes lit up slightly when he realized Liu Juanchu's existence. It was hard for him to do anything, but let him go.

"Wait, let Liu Juanchu teach you."

Hearing this, Gu Cixi's eyes lit up, if there was a better candidate, he would definitely wish for it, who expects to be scolded so badly.

The eyes of the two people were all focused on Liu Juanchu in an instant, and he raised his brows unobtrusively, "... yes."

Gu Ciyu looked at Gu Cixi, and decided to settle the matter decisively, "The hourly salary is [-], twice a week, each time for three hours, and apart from that, intensive tutoring before each exam."

Liu Juanchu's hourly salary for going to the work department is [-], but this does not mean that he is really at this price. Going to a work-study program can also gain the teacher's favor and increase moral education points to pave the way for the future.

There is no benefit to tutoring Gu Cixi other than earning money, and it is only natural that the price should be higher.

In addition, Liu Juanchu was already dark-hearted, and when he heard the price, he didn't change his face and accepted it without a beat.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Gu Cixi also heaved a sigh of relief, this price was just a drop in the bucket for him, it was better than failing and being cut by his father.

After finalizing this matter, Gu Ciyu finally felt that the sky was green, the water was green and the flowers were fragrant, and he was far away from Gu Cixi, a bad thing, and everything went well for him.

When Liu Juanchu came back from the Ministry of Education and Engineering, he would do better than Gu Ciyu in giving lectures to Gu Cixi. After all, one took money and the other didn't, and the level of patience was incomparable.

After listening to this class, Gu Cixi finally felt that he had made some progress. He looked at Gu Ciyu, who was doing nothing but pulling his mobile phone, with resentful eyes. He understood it from Liu Juanchu, and it was obviously just the lecturer himself. The skill is not good, and it was blamed on him before.

Don't even look at Liu Juan Chuna, the knowledge structure is clear, and the lectures are organized, which is no better than him messing around here and there.

Gu Ciyu seemed to have never heard of it, and didn't care about Gu Cixi's reaction at all, "It's almost done, let's go eat."

It's still the same old way of forgetting my brother when I see sex, and never take him with me when I eat.

The two picked the most popular East Canteen and brought a plate. Gu Ciyu frowned and read the new news in Moments, "I'm really going to be critically ill."

Liu Juanchu sat down opposite, but hadn't reacted when he heard this, "Who?"

Gu Ciyu raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyelids and replied without changing his face, "Mr. Song."

He put the phone away, stirred the chopsticks in the bowl, and asked with narrowed eyes, "Are you going to take a look?"

Liu Juanchu didn't say a word. Although the blood relationship exists objectively, they are still not familiar with each other. "Go."

It's also good to brush the edge of the eye.

Gu Ciyu knew that this was an affirmative answer, but he still didn't smile.

From his point of view, it is natural that the other party is helpless and lonely.Now and then, when Liu Juan and Chu Fu become rich, whether they will be willing to renew their contract is another matter.

Not to mention that at this time, the other party has already contacted the Song Dynasty, and it would be better to be independent than to be attached to him.

"Okay, then I'll contact you then."

Liu Juanchu didn't notice anything, "Then I'll trouble you."

Gu Ciyu suddenly discovered that the other party seemed to always say something like this every time he troubled him to do something.

"Well, no trouble."

Gu Ciyu was depressed, he was not satisfied, and felt that he was not close enough, "... hurry up and finish eating, and then we will go back."

If you feel a little rusty, then come a few more times.

"..."

Liu Juanchu felt that he was subtly aware of the other party's thoughts, and he stared at the food in front of him with some doubts, not knowing why the topic turned to that direction.

After a few days of make-up lessons, the end-of-chapter assessment was finally over, and Gu Cixi barely passed the exam.

After passing the exam, there will be an eight-day holiday. Liu Juanchu and Gu Ciyu went to the south to live a two-person world as they wished. They said they were going on a trip, but in fact they stayed in the hotel for two out of three days. An excuse to cope with the past.

However, the good times didn't last long. While the two were still on vacation, they received urgent news—Mr. Song was about to die.

The situation deteriorated faster than anyone imagined. Originally, I thought that there was still more than half a month left, but I didn't want to lose the next day in the blink of an eye.

The two came back in a hurry, and Liu Juanchu ran to the ward to visit. At this time, Mr. Song had already entered a coma, and he made a gesture and was about to leave.

Liu Juanchu didn't have much to talk about with other people in the venue, not to mention that Song Jia who came back from overseas was looking at each other.

Perhaps Song Jia knew the news in advance, and came back from overseas in a hurry, and happened to meet Liu Juanchu who came to visit him, and looked at him as if poisoned.

It was quite boring to stay inside, and everyone was staring at each other, waiting for the moment when the lines on the heart motor returned to calm, like vultures surrounding a dead body.

Liu Juanchu stepped out of the ward door without moving his brows, and Song Chao was walking towards him. The other party was obviously surprised at his arrival, and invited him aside, "Why are you here?"

Liu Juanchu smiled, "It's the last moment, let's take a look."

After all, Song Dynasty was brought up by Mr. Song himself, and there was a bit of sadness on his face when he heard the words.

Liu Juanchu didn't have much emotion, and suddenly thought of Song Jia in the house, raised his brows, "Is it all done?"

Song Chao lowered his voice slightly, and frowned slightly when he thought of the messy things about his second uncle's house.

"It's almost the same. Now the will has been made, and the public announcement and procedure conversion have been carried out. No matter how powerful he is, he can't change the facts."

Thinking of the conflict between the two, she warned in a low voice, "But you should pay attention, Song Jia will stay here for a while, at least he won't go back until after the spirit descends, and you should try to avoid going out alone .”

Song Jia didn't make those dirty tricks once or twice, Liu Juanchu nodded and took it to heart.

After finishing the visit here, Liu Juanchu went straight home, and Gu Ciyu had also heard the news here, and when he opened the door, the other party had already prepared meals.

On weekdays, the meals for the two of them are all made by the temporary worker auntie, but today it is different, it is all made by Gu Ciyu.

Liu Juanchu figured it out as soon as he took it in, but he still didn't use it up in the slightest.

The bowls and chopsticks were still on the table, Gu Ciyu sat on him, his skin was touching, his lips were touching, his voice and breathing seemed to have some lust and lingering, "How is it today?"

"It's fine, everything went well."

Liu Juanchu's hands brushed across Gu Ciyu's waist, and he explored skillfully with his palms. The other party's initiative seemed to make no sense, but in fact it meant very clearly.

Liu Juan and Chu knew all about the reasons, but still pretended to be ignorant.

"Why are you so active today?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Liu Juanchu realized that something was wrong. He didn't take the initiative today, but he clearly took the initiative every day.

Gu Ciyu felt that being in the living room and on the sofa seemed to be more exciting, he bit his lower lip lightly, and covered the glare brought by the light with the back of his hand, "... Hurry up."

If he does one less time, he will not be able to pay back the money.

Man's mouth deceitful ghost.

Liu Juanchu didn't sign a contract with him, so it's true that he got it.

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