Song Qingyan just wanted to be a salted fish and wait to die.
Unfortunately, the number one in the class seemed to be targeting him: "Student Song, your final score last semester was less than 400, don't you have any thoughts?"
"Classmate Song, Lao Peng entrusted you to me and said that you would not be able to pass the undergraduate degree. I will be responsible for you."
"It's time for tutoring. I'll be downstairs with you, Mr. Song."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Song Qingyan said coldly, carrying her schoolbag and holding a lollipop in her mouth.
"Your grades exceeded mine at the end of the semester, so I will satisfy one of your requirements." Qin Huai sighed. He was really a good student. He gave everything he had to study hard for the poor students. He is noble, great, and a guiding light for mankind to move forward.
"Okay." At the end of the third year of high school, Song Qingyan threw the papers on his desk: "Stay away from me."
Qin Huai sneered and trapped her in the corner: "Six hundred, that's right. In order to thank me, how about you pledge yourself to me?"
Song Qingyan: My deskmate is seriously ill.
Concept: Youth Cookies