Zhu Ma loves to bet with others, and this time he said harsh words in front of everyone:
"Cheng Shu is a fool who studies hard. He will definitely fail me in this mock test."
"If I want to lose, I will carry her three-month schoolbag and be there whenever she is called."
People around were laughing and booing.
But Chengshu is not me.
She is the good girl in our class.
The classmates around her were busy finishing their homework, but she took the initiative to apply to be Zhou Liu's deskmate and help him with his homework.
My deskmate couldn't help but come over and ask me:
"He clearly used the excuse of losing the bet to blatantly cling to Cheng Shu!"
"Everyone else is trying their best to get to 985, but if you continue to control your score, you will have to accompany him to take the general university entrance examination."
Only this time, I shook my head slightly.
"No."
No matter how good the bamboo horse is, the future is more important.
