Rebirth: If the school beauty is not sweet, why should I lick her?

Chapter 462

The suburbs of the county town in late winter are much colder than Lin'an, especially after the furnace in the cement factory is turned off.

Zhou Jiangnan sat up from the bed, rubbing his hangover forehead, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

"Fuck, this old quilt is so thin and heavy, and it doesn't fit the body. It must be replaced with a duck down quilt."

He looked at Li Pengfei, who was sleeping like a pig, and couldn't help kicking him.

"Fatty, don't fucking sleep, get up and make something to eat."

"Just go to the kitchen to find food. Luo Ma must have prepared the dumplings."

"I know, go get me a bowl. I'm too lazy to get up. It's too cold."

"Damn, why don't you go? I'm cold too..."

"Motorcycle!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go."

Li Pengfei opened the door with a curse, and saw Wu Luoluo wearing a new set of clothes, happily making dumplings.

"Luoluo, is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, I'm helping my godmother make dumplings, come and get them yourself."

"Jiangnan is hungry too."

"Then I'll take it to him."

Wu Luoluo washed her hands and walked into the house with a bowl of hot dumplings.

Li Pengfei was so hungry that he wanted to cry but couldn't help but think of the little Fang Xin back then.

History is always surprisingly similar.

"Li Xiaopang, drink less in the future. We're not drinking outside. Why do you drink so much?"

Luo Xiaoying served him a bowl of dumplings and told him.

"Okay, Luo Ma, where are my parents?"

"They went back to the factory director's dormitory last night. Seeing that you were drunk last night, they left you here to sleep. Your dad also drank too much."

"Oh, how much did I drink last night?"

"Enough for a motorcycle."

"Hahaha, that's great."

Li Pengfei walked into Zhou Jiangnan's room while eating the bowl. As a result, when he walked to the door, he saw Wu Luoluo feeding her good brother glutinous rice balls.

What the hell, the newly recognized sworn brother and sister, the relationship is so good?

The fat man was envious and crazy, wishing that his parents could also recognize such a sworn sister.

Wu Xiaojun has the habit of getting up early to exercise. He came back sweating all over. Zhou Jiangnan threw the car keys to him.

"Brother Jun, please go to the county to find out where there are duck down quilts for sale. Bring back a few more. This broken quilt is too cold. Bring me a few more four-piece suits."

"Okay, is there anything else you want to buy?"

"Get me a pair of velvet Martin boots. I can't stand this weather anymore."

Wu Xiaojun took the car keys and left. A moment later, the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground was heard downstairs.

While eating glutinous rice balls, Zhou Jiangnan pointed to the old books in the house and said to Wu Luoluo solemnly:

"Luoluo, I will leave these inheritances to you in the future. They are all my sweat and struggle. In them are my study notes that I carefully thought about and recorded. They are priceless treasures."

"Wow, really? Thank you, brother Jiangnan."

Wu Luoluo happily ran over and picked up a high school math textbook, but opened it and found it empty.

There are no notes at all. I just drew a few lines.

She flipped through dozens of pages and saw the same thing, so she asked, "Brother Jiangnan, where are your notes? Are you lying to me?"

Zhou Jiangnan leaned over to take a look, then scratched his head in embarrassment, and then he remembered that he had been focusing on Zhao Wanwan since he entered high school, and it seemed that he had not studied seriously.

She is so stupid, making me embarrassed in front of my little sister. I must spank her hard next time.

Zhao Wanwan, who was visiting relatives for the New Year, sneezed, not knowing that she had been ordered to be beaten.

Zhou Jiangnan snatched the math book, threw it aside, and said confidently:

"Oh, you are a genius, why do you need my notes for a small case like math? Go find a Chinese book. I am known as a talented person, and Chinese is my unique subject. I guarantee that you will get full marks for your composition after reading my notes!"

Wu Luoluo went to get another Chinese book for the first year of high school, but a pink paper crane fell out after she turned a few pages.

Zhou Jiangnan was caught off guard, and before he could grab it, she opened it.

"I am a hill made of sand, unable to withstand the tenderness of the waves... Brother Jiangnan, this seems to be a love poem?"

"Ah... well, literature is all the same, whether it is a love poem or an ancient poem, it is all about conveying the truth through writing and expressing emotions through scenery. Don't look at the appearance of this, but look at my literary expression and art... art, do you know? It's as high as a three-story building..."

"Puff..."

Li Pengfei, who was leaning on the door frame eating glutinous rice balls, laughed so hard that he almost knocked over the bowl. Then he was glared at by Zhou Jiangnan, and he covered his mouth with his mouth to resist the discomfort.

Wu Luoluo was very open-minded, but seeing Zhou Jiangnan talking nonsense so seriously, she didn't expose him.

"Oh, what Brother Jiangnan said is true, Chinese is my worst subject, you need to study hard. "

"Excuse me, how many points do you usually get in Chinese composition?"

"Ours is a junior high school in the countryside, the teachers are not very good, I usually only get 55 points out of 60 points..."

"Well, I am superficial, please put down the Chinese textbook, you can use the books here, use them if you can, if not, let my mother find a scrap collector to sell them by pound to buy candy."

Zhou Jiangnan was clearly eating brown sugar dumplings, but he felt that they were tasteless, and he felt bitter in his heart.

Finally met someone who was more Versailles than himself. It turned out that talent is something that can't be often discussed.

"Well, I'll go look at the English book. The English teachers in our school don't have standard pronunciation at all. There are no good teachers. ”

Wu Luoluo smiled sweetly and went to get another English book. As expected, she opened the first page and found another love poem.

“It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know by the name of Wanwan. And this maiden she lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by me.”

Zhou Jiangnan listened to Wu Luoluo read out this passage with a relatively non-standard pronunciation, and nodded calmly to indicate that it was OK. He thought: I didn’t write a Chinese translation, so Luoluo shouldn’t understand it, right?

Li Pengfei was a poor student and didn’t hear any problems at all.

But Wu Luoluo started to translate right after that:

“A long time ago, in a kingdom by the sea. There lived a girl named Wanwan. This girl came into the world just to love me and be cherished by me.”

“? ? ? ”

Li Pengfei opened his mouth in bewilderment, and Zhou Jiangnan was also stunned.

Zhou Jiangnan was stunned because he was surprised that Wu Luoluo's translation was so accurate, faithful, expressive and elegant.

Li Pengfei was stunned because this was a love poem Zhou Jiangnan wrote to Zhao Wanwan.

Fortunately, it was only a moment, and Zhou Jiangnan also reacted, and quickly snatched the English book and stuffed it into the quilt.

Fuck!

I really want to travel back and strangle myself.

"Okay, Luoluo, I think with your IQ, it's hard for me to teach you any textbook knowledge. Let our mother sell the books in this room later. You should learn by yourself in the future. I'll give you money, and you can buy books, electronic dictionaries and audio books by yourself. I can't teach you..."

"Okay, brother Jiangnan. Did you write this poem too? Is Wanwan in it the sister Zhao Wanwan that Brother Fat Fei mentioned in the car?"

"Go away, why are you asking these questions, kid? I'm thirsty. Go and help me get some soup. "

Zhou Jiangnan stuffed the bowl into Wu Luoluo's hand and drove her out of the bedroom.

Brother Zhou brought a girl online and crashed on the spot.

Li Pengfei couldn't laugh anymore.

"What are you laughing at? She's only a junior high school student and can translate so well. What about you? You're about to graduate from college. Did you understand the meaning of that English paragraph?"

"Zhou Jiangnan, fuck you!"