The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 53 Noble School Little Poor (16)

  Su Qinghuan was taken aback. Her email contact information was the same as that of Penguin. When she came to Xingchen, she joined the school group, but since the development of WeChat is now so popular, the school rarely sends email notifications even if there is something.

  Is it a spam advertisement?

  Su Qinghuan clicked on the email named with the letter L, and a few lines of small words clearly came into view.

——I have not taken down study notes. After returning to the classroom, I thought about it and compiled some materials for you. I have summarized the key points of these real question sets and exam outlines. SF Express will send the materials to the school tomorrow morning. You can check them. Bar.

  Su Qinghuan was stunned immediately, and an inexplicable sourness and emotion emerged in her heart.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan scanned the information roughly, and each book counted as fifty, which would cost a few hundred yuan. Although Ling Xueshen did not lack such a small amount of money, it seemed not good for her to accept it so comfortably.

  "Tong'er, is Ling Xueshen’s birthday next month in the middle of the month? I seem to have seen someone say in the forum, you said I would give a birthday gift of equal value, OK?"

   "It's up to you, although I know you are not working hard, you don't know your grains, you are ugly and you are short of money, but your mind is the most important."

   "You will die if you don't hit me?"

  Su Qinghuan vomited a mouthful of Lingxiao blood, and simply shut down the system 233.

  I heard that other people’s portable systems are generous and kind, how come you meet such a stingy?

  Su Qinghuan pondered for a long while, thinking of Ling Yihan's stiff mouth when he left the playground.

  Such a deserted person, who says he doesn’t help her, is actually very enthusiastic.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan closed the email page, and the curvature of the corners of her lips couldn't help but tilt up.

  She quickly packed up her things and returned to the bedroom.

  Before entering the door, I vaguely heard a chirping sound from inside.

  "Have you seen that, the fat woman who is studying for self-study tonight is really hard? I heard that when I was resting at nine o'clock before, I went to the playground to deliberately block Ling to learn God. Tsk tsk, cheeky enough."

   "All are boasting about going to Haikou in front of Director Wang, can she not fight? Only pity Ling Xueshen, it is estimated that 500,000 yuan will be spent."

  "You said Ling Xueshen shouldn't really have a good impression on the fat pig, right? Fat pigs are really wicked. Just after the disaster, I will go to Ling Xueshen now."

   "I can't say it will sell badly. The hillbilly who moved from the small place are really the poorer they are, the more they calculate."

  ……

  Su Qinghuan pursed her lips and stepped into the bedroom without expression.

  Xingchen’s cheapest dormitory is a four-person dormitory with a private air-conditioned balcony. The three girls who were talking happily were brushing their teeth on the balcony. They suddenly turned their heads when they heard the sound of the steps.

  The head of the dormitory felt embarrassed, and the frothy smile froze on the corners of his lips.

   "Qing... Qinghuan, you are back."

After all,    is a roommate, everyone will maintain a polite appearance, but secretly there is no difference from the men and women who hate Su Qinghuan in Class C.

   "We just...uh...we were just talking about you."

  The length of the dormitory is slightly guilty, but gradually the more he speaks, the more open his expression becomes.

  Roommates have long been accustomed to Su Qinghuan's inferiority and cowardice. They don't think Su Qinghuan dare to take the lead in making troubles. After all, the three of them are already one of the few classmates who seem to be polite to Su Qinghuan.

"Um."

  Su Qinghuan glanced at them calmly. Now she is worrying about studying and losing weight, and she should be ignored when others laugh at her.

  She doesn't bother to care about these little shrimps, and it is too troublesome to change the dormitory. Right now, it is the first thing to do.

  ……

  Seeing that Su Qinghuan did not make trouble, the three girls suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

  A girl with a high ponytail hummingly pushed the arm of the dormitory, and smiled.

   "The head of the dormitory, why are you so careful? She is also a paper tiger. In the past, we didn't give Su Qinghuan all the dirty work in the dormitory. She didn't dare to resist."

  After finishing speaking, the girl was about to prove that she was right. She picked up a large bucket of trash at her desk, took three steps in two steps, and handed it over to Su Qinghuan with a bright smile.

  "Qinghuan, I’m so tired to come to my aunt today. I just changed my pajamas and didn’t want to go downstairs after I washed up. Can you help me take out the trash?"

  Su Qinghuan glanced at the girl coldly, with a smile on her lips.

   "Are you tired? Want me to take out the trash?"

   "Uh... yes."

  The tall ponytail saw Su Qinghuan’s eyes without a smile. For some reason, his heart was chilled, but when he thought of Su Qinghuan’s image of the air bag in the past, his voice unknowingly took on the tone of command.

   "Qinghuan, you didn't wash our dormitory, so if you don't go and pour it out?"

"OK."

   Su Qinghuan’s lips curled into a cruel arc, and she took the pocket in disgust, and heard the girl happily running to the balcony and whispering to other roommates for credit.

"Look at it, I said that the fat lady didn't dare to resist us. There are only a few of us in Class C who are reluctant to talk to her, otherwise she will be ignored all day, and you will also throw away the trash later. Throw it to her."

  The people in this dormitory have long been accustomed to this mode of squeezing the original owner.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan’s five senses are far more acute than ordinary people, and the three people’s comments have not landed in her ears.

  She sneered, and threw the garbage directly onto the high ponytail bed.

"boom--"

  The loud noise caught off guard made all the girls bewildered.

  They turned their heads and saw that the plastic bag exploded, and all kinds of foul-smelling garbage scattered on the sheets.

   "Ah ah! Su Qinghuan, are you sick!"

   "Su Qinghuan, you are too much! Fuck, the hillbilly just has no quality!"

"I am going to kill you!"

  A few roommates were shocked, but Su Qinghuan looked around the three indifferently, and directly picked up two more bags of garbage and threw them on the other two’s beds!

   "Don't mess with me."

  Seeing that the few people collapsed and wanted to come up and splash her with water, Su Qinghuan directly took a piece of wood on the ground, which was the back of a broken stool.

   Click hard to break in two.

  That is a board thick with five chopsticks!

  The girls saw this scene dumbfounded, and they saw Su Qinghuan making gestures to their necks.

  "Do you still want to fight?"

  "……"

  The three people were silent, and they had no doubt that Su Qinghuan really had the ability to twist their heads off.

  Seeing a girl with tears in her eyes trying to call her teacher, Su Qinghuan braced Erlang's legs in a cool manner.

  "As long as you ask for help, anyway, my poor people are ugly and bad, and they happen to be under adulthood. As long as I am not dead, you will wait for my revenge."

   "Qing Huan, woo woo, we were wrong, please forgive us..."

  The girls are not as social as the grandson sister of Class F. They have never seen this kind of battle, and they have completely stopped now.

  ……

  At 5:30 in the morning the next day, Su Qinghuan got up early on time.

  The three roommates are bullies and fears of hardship. Now they are like quail, and they put a row of breakfast at her table.

  The original owner did not know how many times they trampled them, Su Qinghuan took it early and went straight to the back playground.

  The morning light is slightly exposed, and a handsome figure is running along the red plastic track...

  (End of this chapter)