From Zhihu to group buying, Jiang Qin spent a semester to build the entire framework and paved the way for all development directions. Subsequent upgrades and expansions will only be a matter of time. But for him personally, there is still a most fatal problem that needs to be solved.
Exam week is imminent.
As a student, this level must be passed after all.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, the subject teacher began to mark the key points. Jiang Qin specially bought a very expensive pen and took the lead in supporting the teacher's teaching work. He was fully focused and meticulous throughout the class, and he was completely different from before.
"Old Jiang, your pen is very beautiful, and it also comes with a kitten that can stretch its head and shrink its brain?"
Zhou Chao looked at the coquettish pen in his hand and couldn't help but compliment it casually.
"How can it not be beautiful? The most expensive pen in the college supermarket." Jiang Qin is so rich.
"Too feminine, it's okay for girls."
Cao Guangyu also came over to take a look: "Typical poor students use expensive stationery. No matter how good the pen is, they still can't use it."
Jiang Qin felt uncomfortable after hearing this, and his eyebrows stood up: "It's okay for you to mock me, but why did you rhyme it?" "
Sorry, my talent just overflowed." Cao Guangyu was so awesome.
Jiang Qin yawned: "How about this, after class, let's go straight to the study room, just like before, whoever leaves first will be the dog." Zhou
Chao was stunned for a moment, and quickly waved his hand: "Goodbye, Jiang brother, we went to the study room to study for an afternoon last time, and the huge amount of knowledge was poured in in an instant. My brain was overloaded and I couldn't sleep at night." "
You didn't have insomnia, you just slept enough in the study room and couldn't sleep at night."
"Really?" Zhou Chao suddenly realized.
Ren Ziqiang stopped writing and joined the topic: "I feel that studying still needs supervision. When I was in high school, my family accompanied me to study, and my efficiency was very low. Now suddenly no one is supervising me, and I have no idea how to study."
Cao Guangyu said quietly beside him: "This is the difference between intentional and unintentional. Let's take Lao Jiang as an example. If he is willing to study, he can study even in Feng Nanshu's bed. If he is unintentional, the study room can't save him."
Jiang Qin nodded: "Good example, don't raise it again next time."
"I'm telling the truth."
"What nonsense are you talking about, get out!"
Jiang Qin leaned back, and the pen cap was constantly inserted and pulled out between his thumb and index finger, suffering all kinds of humiliation.
In fact, Cao Guangyu, Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang are different from him.
Although one of these three fell into the gentle land of love and the other fell into the gentle land of bed, they all have brains that have just finished the college entrance examination. As long as they feel a sense of urgency, it is easy for them to get into the state of study.
But Jiang Qin is different. He has a brain that has been away from learning for more than ten years.
It was ok to make money from business, but when faced with such an unethical thing as studying, he always felt like he didn't know where to start.
"I can only go to the rich lady for extra lessons." Jiang Qin muttered to himself.
Cao Guangyu immediately interrupted: "I gave you this advice a long time ago, but you didn't listen at that time."
"Lao Cao, can you make money by talking? You seem to be talking a little bit densely today. Are you planning to pay back the 500 yuan you borrowed from me for Christmas in advance?" "
..."
Cao Guangyu gritted his teeth and succumbed to the power of money.
Jiang Qin sneered and didn't say anything else. The world finally became a lot quieter. Just like that, he sat down honestly until the class was over, walked out the door and went straight to the classroom where Class 4 was having class.
Because there were a lot of things to do at the end of the semester, the end of class for Class 4 was delayed a little. The instructor took over the next few minutes and talked about the filling and review of the extra points for the end-of-term activities and competitions. The instructor of Class 4 was called
Xue Hongying, a woman who was just thirty years old, with short hair, and spoke softly, but her speed was a little slow.
Jiang Qin was not in a hurry, so he leaned against the back door and waited, his eyes fell on Feng Nanshu through the crowd.
When he looked inside, someone in Class 4 also saw Jiang Qin, and then the phenomenon of human-to-human transmission occurred, causing many people to look back.
After Jiang Qin's group purchase was launched, his reputation in the school was not a little bit higher, and coupled with his low attendance rate, he is now a powerful and mysterious existence.
Of course, everyone in Class 4 knew who he was waiting for, especially the boys, who felt sour when they thought about it. Damn, it seems
that they are wearing couple outfits, it would be better if a thunder god struck him to death!
"Feng Nanshu, do you miss Jiang Qin?"
Fan Shuling looked at the blackboard and asked calmly.
"Yes."
Feng Nanshu nodded without any hesitation.
"Then I'll tell you a secret, he's here to pick you up after class, and he's at the back door now."
The little rich woman turned around when she heard the voice, and immediately narrowed her eyes when she saw Jiang Qin, and made a cute scissors hand gesture with a cold expression.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Qin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"You really came. Is this the first time Jiang Qin waited for you to finish class?" Gao Wenhui said softly. Feng Nanshu
turned to look at Gao Wenhui: "It's not the first time, it's the third time."
"Huh? No, it doesn't count if we go to class together."
"That's also three times."
Gao Wenhui decided not to argue with Feng Nanshu whether it was three times or two times, because perhaps for her, every time Jiang Qin picked her up after class was precious, so she must remember it more clearly than anyone else. But she didn't
skip class, so how could she miss it twice? What a loss.
When the fourth class was over, Feng Nanshu handed her book to Gao Wenhui, and ran to the back door to meet Jiang Qin.
"Little rich woman, give me tutoring. I don't ask for high standards. I just want to be in the top ten of my major. Are you sure?"
Feng Nanshu was silent for a while: "Jiang Qin, I don't seem to have any confidence."
Jiang Qin was a little choked: "Your serious expression hurts me..." "
Then I'll tutor you, you have to listen to me carefully, and you can't fall asleep in the middle of the talk."
"Okay, I'll give you face, let's go eat first, and then go to the study room."
"Brother, hold it."
Jiang Qin took a deep breath, gave up struggling, gently grasped her little hand in his, turned around and walked out.
However, just after the two of them walked a few steps, a voice suddenly called them from behind.
"Nanshu, you opened a milk tea shop in school, right? There are many plus points for college students to start their own business. Do you have time? Come and sign a form here."
Xue Hongying, the instructor of Class 4, stood at the door and called Feng Nanshu's name.
"Oh, and your boyfriend, ask him to come too."
Xue Hongying knew that Feng Nanshu's social skills were relatively poor. Rather than saying that she opened the milk tea shop, it would be better to think of it as Jiang Qin opening it for her, so it might be more efficient to ask Jiang Qin for some questions. The
title of entrepreneurial college student is still very important to the higher-ups. Since her class has one, it must be run well. It will also be beneficial for her to write a summary report later.
"Jiang Qin, the teacher said that good friends should also go together."
Feng Nanshu said expressionlessly.
"Teacher Xue is really a person with a clear mind." Jiang Qin sighed
, feeling that his road seemed to be completed by the little rich woman.
After the two arrived at the office of the Academic Affairs Office, Xue Hongying handed Feng Nanshu a form. In addition to the basic information, there were many boxes on it. If there were any, they would be checked, and if there were none, they would be ignored.
Because the progress and size of college students' entrepreneurial projects are different, some credits can be given, but some cannot. There are some
cunning students in Linda who can barely get basic credits by writing a project book and submitting a PPT.
But a milk tea shop with a physical entity and revenue is definitely different from theirs.
While Feng Nanshu was filling out the form, Xue Hongying asked Jiang Qin for some other information, some of which were required by the school, and some of which she was personally curious about.
"Jiang Qin, were you and Nanshu classmates in high school?"
"Yes, but not in the same class. Our relationship is similar to now."
Xue Hongying couldn't help but lower her voice: "Teacher, let me just gossip a little. Were you together in high school? Or in college? Who pursued whom?"
Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes calmly: "I've prepared very well for the review. I'm confident that I can get into the top ten in the grade."
"Who asked you this? This is not high school. The teacher won't care about your relationship. I'm just curious." "
Yeah, calculus is my weak subject."
Xue Hongying finally saw that this student was too stupid: "So boring."
While talking, Feng Nanshu had already filled out the form. Xue Hongying picked it up and took a look, then handed it to Jiang Qin to let him see if there was anything else to add.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Qin's eyes swept over the form, his expression suddenly froze, the smile on his face gradually converged, and confusion followed.
This college student entrepreneurship bonus form not only has filling items, but also one of them is Feng Nanshu's basic information column, with personal information on the top and family information on the bottom.
But...
why is the mother's column empty?
Jiang Qin felt a little stunned after reading it, and his mind was full of thoughts.
Father and mother, such basic family information could not be missed. Even if he really didn't see it, it was impossible for him to only write the father and miss the mother.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"No problem, the basic situation is like this, please trouble the teacher."
Jiang Qin handed the form over calmly, turned his head and looked at Feng Nanshu. The sunlight shone through the window lattice and fell on her, making her whole body smart and pure. The
little rich woman raised her hand and raised the cat's head pen to cover his eyes: "This pen is so cute."
"I bought it for you."
Jiang Qin's expression returned to normal: "I went to the supermarket to buy a pen. After seeing it, I thought you would like it. Otherwise, I wouldn't spend this kind of money. Jiang Zhihua is too deceptive. When he collected the money, he must have mixed personal grudges."
Feng Nanshu was a little stupid because she felt that this was not what Jiang Qin said.
Seeing this scene, Xue Hongying couldn't help but make a sound of tut, thinking that buying a pen she liked, and pretending to me that her mind was full of learning, what a dog!
I found that everyone is very honest. They stopped voting once they were in the top 30 of the monthly vote list. What a loser!