"Why do you say again?"
"That's not the point."
A group of people secretly cast their eyes on Zhou Ye.
Zhou Ye: "..."
Zhou Ye hummed a little tune and looked at the sky and the earth but not at them.
Anyway, his homework is finished.
I failed to get a reminder from the person who knew Yan Xianjue best. A group of people pushed each other and others, trying to make others take the lead.
Zhou Ye whispered in Yan Xianjue's ear, "These people may have never been so humble in their lives."
Yan Xianjue wanted to laugh when he said it, but he held back.
He tapped his fingers twice on his watch. "Hurry, class is about to begin."
Under the urging of Yan Xianjue, the first person finally stood up. "Um, I've finished my homework, can I get the cookies?"
Biscuits are just biscuits, Yan Xianjue doesn't know why his last word has a crooked voice.
He waved his hand to tell those who had finished taking things to leave quickly, so that everyone would not be crowded in front of him.
After someone starts, it becomes more logical.
After all, everyone passed the Shallow Sea University exam on their own, and they are not all unskilled bastards.
Among them, those who wrote their own homework, Yan Xianjue, according to rough calculation, account for two-thirds.
Not bad, much better than he expected.
When the dozen or so people who gathered together to copy the homework had almost finished copying it, Yan Xianjue said slowly, "By the way, I haven't told you yet that the homework was written by me, not by Ji Xi."
Zhou Ye: "Pfft."
Noticing the accusatory glances directed at him, Zhou Ye waved his hands repeatedly.
You really can't blame him, he just thinks the split expressions of these people are funny.
And after they had been struggling for so long, no one thought that they could choose neither.
Witnessing the IQ of today's rich second generation, Zhou Ye threw another cookie into his mouth.
The cookies baked by Shen Fangli are really delicious.
She was able to successfully infiltrate their small group in the beginning because the cookies were so delicious.
As for why Yan Xianjue was generously separated.
That's because Yan Xianjue doesn't like butter cookies.
He boldly guessed that Shen Fangli must have baked him his favorite cranberry cookies.
Tsk, he has finally noticed the scheming couple. Every time Yan Xianjue wants to play a prank, Shen Fangli will hand him props.
Yan Xianjue was also very satisfied. After appreciating everyone's disbelieving, confused, and gradually cracking expressions, Yan Xianjue continued to add, "But the answer should be right."
After saying that, he curled his lips in disgust. "You can find the answer online if you just move your fingers."
A group of people looked away guiltily.
After bullying the idiots, the school bell just rang.
Yan Xianjue nodded with satisfaction, feeling that his time was just right.
"What good thing makes you so happy today?" Zhou Ye asked him quietly during class.
Yan Xianjue glanced at him. "Isn't it worth being happy to bully an idiot?"
Qi Tianchou, who was sitting in front of him, first burst out laughing, and then quickly turned into a cough when someone noticed him.
When the teacher also looked over, he quickly raised his hand to apologize.
Zhou Ye hid behind and snickered. "Brother Yan, you are guilty of so many sins."
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes. "Obviously his smile is too low."
As for why Yan Xianjue was in such a mood today, it didn't matter. He just realized later what the second sister's words of "protect your head" meant.
Aren't you just saying that he is stupid?
Let him protect his head. He is already stupid enough and there is no need to continue to be stupid.
Yan Xianjue hummed in his heart. Sure enough, it's not that he is stupid, it's just that the second sister is too smart.
With such a group of classmates having fun every day, Yan Xianjue's college life is not boring.
Just when he was so happy that he had completely forgotten about the company's affairs, he was either playing games online with Shen Fangli or teasing fools at school all day long.
One day a month and a half later, Yan Xianjue received a call from his most capable little donkey, Ji Xi.
The purpose of the other party's call is also very strange.
He lazily swayed back and forth in the rocking chair on the balcony of his bedroom.
"You want to talk to me about Lei Xuan's employment direction?"
After the person on the other end of the phone gave an affirmative answer, Yan Xianjue felt even stranger.
Lei Xuan is different from others.
From the moment he joined their less formal team, he was a person with very clear goals.
He just wanted to be a screenwriter, and the plot of the novel told him so.
Now Ji Xi told him that he thought Lei Xuan might be more suitable for other jobs. How about making fun of him?
But he knew that Ji Xi was not someone who had time to chat with him about such things.
"Tell me your reasons."
Ji Xi was obviously silent for a while on the opposite side, and then spoke in an exclamatory tone, "Do you still remember the melodrama between Lei Xuan and Shen Fangli?"
"Uh-huh."
Yan Xianjue also asked my elder sister to help find someone because I felt it was not easy to pass the trial.
"We just had dinner with the people over there. Originally, the ending of the first season was not very in line with mainstream values."
"At the beginning, we also shot two different endings as a plan."
Ji Xi briefly described what happened at the dinner table. "But Lei Xuan convinced them."
"From firm rejection, to hesitation, to feeling that what Lei Xuan said seems to make sense."
"When the show ended, Lei Xuan was already hooking up with each other and calling her brothers."
Ji Xi finally concluded. "Do you want to consider asking Lei Xuan to change his position? Being a screenwriter is obviously a waste of talent. He should go out to run business!"
Yan Xianjue:"???"
Either his ears or Ji Xi's brain must be sick.
"What?"
Ji Xi repeated, "Lei Xuan is more suitable for working with people, rather than just being a screenwriter."
It was confirmed that Ji Xi has a brain disease.
Yan Xianjue asked sincerely, "Then why doesn't he go directly to Boss Lei's insurance company? Is it because the insurance company's business is not enough for him to run, and is it afraid that he will squeeze out the top sales?"
"Of course, if you want to add some extra work to Lei Xuan, that's fine with me."
After all, it's all about making money for him, and he doesn't want too much at all.
"But you have to discuss this with Lei Xuan and see if he is willing."
Ji Xi: "He didn't want to, so I came to tell you."
Yan Xianjue I understand, it is commonly known as filing a complaint, right?
He was familiar with this topic.
He pondered for a moment, "Cross-field ones are definitely not acceptable."
"Lei Xuan's emotional intelligence and willful temper will only be restrained in the fields he likes."
"Yao Weiran is a taciturn character, so Lei Xuan naturally has to take on more external work."
"In this way, you can find any reason to promote Lei Xuan, and then naturally give him some external public relations duties."