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Wen Zhichu held the pen tightly in his hand, and a little black ink had leaked out when the tip of the pen touched the paper.

In one class, Qin Jiashu's face was stern and terrifying, and Wen Zhichu was worried, as if the person sitting next to him was a living king of Hades, deeply afraid that if the other party was unhappy, he would draw a mark on his life and death spectrum.

After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at the other party, and stared blankly at the wrong question on the paper.

"Are you negotiating terms with me?"

Wen Zhichu hurriedly shook her head in fright.

Looking at the stuffed bun and ignoring him, Qin Jiashu opened his mouth to reason with him, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"After finishing this question, get out of class is over."

Although Wen Zhichu's little complaints were ignored, her voice softened a bit after all.

He was a little unhappy with the change in his tone in his heart, and his eyes turned indifferently on Wen Zhichu. He didn't know how to recite a few words, but he was pretty good at talking.

But he had to admit that he followed suit.

After the end, Qin Jiashu drew the vocabulary and grammar again.

Wen Zhichu glanced at it, and saw that the amount was not much different from last time. Although it was a lot, he also knew that the other party was kind enough to help him, otherwise the other party would not be embarrassed when he silently wrote and read the results today.

"I will... I will memorize it well."

Qin Jiashu looked down at him. In fact, the other party's grades had nothing to do with him, but the results given by Wen Zhichu challenged his desire to win, and he never gave up halfway. Putting down a stall is like a tofu dregs project.

He said in a cold voice, "I hope you're not just talking."

"no, I can not."

As he said that, Wen Zhichu took out five yuan and handed it to the other party.

Qin Jiashu frowned: "I don't charge money."

Wen Zhichu: "This... put this at your place first, next time I will write it silently, and you...give it to me again, to prove that what I said is not a lie."

[System: Young man, think it over, five yuan, that's a huge sum of money. 】

Wen Zhichu: "There will be returns only if there is investment."

[System: This is the first time I've seen someone investing in me. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

Qin Jiashu looked at the banknotes falling in his hand, "Then what if you didn't write it properly?"

Wen Zhichu was a little confused when he heard it, obviously he hadn't thought about what to do if he didn't memorize it well, so he choked out a sentence after a long time, "Then I... I'll post another forty-five."

Qin Jiashu:?

"If you fake it, you will pay ten."

Qin Jiashu: ...

Finally, a consensus was reached, and Wen Zhichu watched Qin Jiashu eagerly take the investment funds and leave.

For a while, the Tianmeow Elf couldn't understand his behavior. After all, there was a high probability that Wen Zhichu would lose everything.

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