Jiang Qin came to 302, pushed the door open, and saw Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao chatting at a glance, while Ren Ziqiang, who returned to school at noon, was sitting at the table honestly, holding a copy of review key points in his hand.
Yes, he failed the class.
In the entire 302 dormitory, Jiang Qin, who is busy starting a business every day, is not dead, Cao Guangyu, who is in love every day, is not dead, and Zhou Chao, who is here every day, is not dead.
Only Ren Ziqiang failed one subject, exuding great resentment.
“Those who are naughty are not good people.”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu You talked about playing strip mahjong, and you called me to join you, and you said that you forget quickly when you remember, but it turns out that I am the only honest person…”
He was crying and cursing, and suddenly remembered the scene when he met Pan Xiu in the study room years ago.
At that time, Lao Cao didn’t want to study anymore and asked him to go to Feilong Internet Cafe.
He shouted righteously and sternly, “I want to learn.” His momentum and posture were worthy of being a proud and heroic figure!
But now it’s better. He was the only one in the dormitory who shouted that he wanted to study and failed. It was so fucking embarrassing.
“What happened to Lao Ren?”
“I failed the class.”
Jiang Qin walked over and patted him on the shoulder: “Don’t be sad, Old Ren. I’ll ask Old Cao to treat you to breakfast tomorrow.”
“Thank you, Brother Jiang, you still care about me.” Ren Ziqiang’s tone was very sincere.
Call him scold, but Lao Ren is actually somewhat self-aware.
Jiang Qin had Feng Nanshu to help him with his tutoring. He really couldn’t envy this, but Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao did start reviewing at the same time as him.
As a result, the two products passed and died on their own. Who is to blame?
In the final analysis, the level is still not high enough and the efficiency is not high.
“Old Cao, remember to treat Lao Ren to dinner tomorrow. He has already thanked me.”
Jiang Qin went to the toilet, and when he came back, he gave me a few words of advice to Mr. Cao.
“I’m stupid, why?”
Cao Guangyu looked confused and said to himself that it didn’t matter if he bought breakfast. It was not something he couldn’t afford to spend a few dollars on, but why was it I who spent the money and you who were thanked?
The next morning, the weather was clear and cloudless.
Jiang Qin had breakfast in the cafeteria, checked the class schedule, and found that there were small classes, so he asked Lao Cao to help order them.