“There’s no point in just wasting time here. In the end, I didn’t remember anything, and I didn’t get the joy of the game.” Ren Ziqiang said to Zhou Chaoqian and fell silent.
What he said seemed to make sense, but it seemed a bit unreasonable for me not to listen to him.
“Lao Jiang, are you going to the Internet cafe?” Ren Ziqiang began to instigate Jiang Qin again.
Jiang Qin waved his hand and raised his eyes slightly: “I was almost learning it just now, shut the hell up.”
“Then Lao Cao, do you want to go to an Internet cafe? Just be a dog. Happiness is the most important thing.”
“this……”
In fact, Cao Guangyu prefers to go to the Internet cafe, because even if he is sitting here, he is chatting with Ding Xue, and his handwriting speed is still very slow. It would be better to go to the Internet cafe and type, which is full of joy.
At this moment, five more figures suddenly entered the study room.
Jian Chun, Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian, Pan Xiu, and Zhuang Chen with a backpack saw Jiang Qin and the others as soon as they came in, so they came over without saying a word.
“Old Ren, let’s go, I’ll accompany you to the Internet cafe.” Cao Guangyu had already stacked the books together.
“Whoever goes to the Internet cafe, please don’t disturb my study.”
“????”
Ren Ziqiang put away his smile, glanced at Pan Xiu with a cold expression, then picked up the textbook and began to study it seriously.
Jinhua and Zhuang Chen from Finance Class 3 sat down and greeted the four of them. Looking at the thick books, they must be here to study.
The textbooks they brought were much better than Jiang Qin’s. Although they were not as tattered as those in high school, they were at least full of creases. One look at them made it clear that they were studying hard.
“Jiang Qin, thank you for borrowing the dumplings from the classroom last time.”
Jiang Tian opened the textbook without reading it. Instead, he talked to Jiang Qin first.
“You’re welcome. You also helped me play with Manqi. It’s settled. How about the old lady selling fruit? Let’s eat dumplings.”
Jiang Tian looked at Jian Chun, who immediately said, “After eating, the old lady said that the dumplings we made were delicious, and she insisted on letting us take some fruit back, but we refused.”
Jiang Qin nodded: “You must be careful when riding in the future. Don’t be so impatient. The harder you are in a hurry, the less anxious you are.”
“I, I know…”
Jian Chun nodded lightly and suddenly remembered something: “Are the dumplings on the Winter Solstice delicious? I made them myself.”
“????”
Jiang Qin frowned and said to himself, I have never eaten the dumplings you made. How can I know whether they are delicious or not?