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Chapter 139

"Ah!" Zhao Wenwen screamed.

She couldn't take it anymore.

It was a good birthday party, they made it look like this, it was obviously not like what I imagined, Wang Lei's indifference made her lose face.

"Wenwen, Wenwen." Wang Bing was at a loss and wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know where to start.

The guests ran away, and Zhao Wenwen could still remember the disgusted eyes of those guests for a long time.

They must know that they have been cheated, this is not a banquet held by Wang Lei at all, and she, Zhao Wenwen, is not who they imagined.

There was a light rain from the sky, and she sat in the rain and cried and cried, no matter how Wang Bing tried to persuade her, it was useless.

Wang Lei returned to the villa in the middle of the night, and the house was quiet. Wang Bing and his little girlfriend had already left.Opening the backyard, he saw a mess everywhere, even cakes on the walls.

"Brat, next time I'll lend you the villa, I'm just a dog." He gritted his teeth.

Back in the house, he saw the keys on the table and was taken aback for a moment. Did this kid really leave the keys behind?

Not like his style.

Afterwards, Wang Bing quietly disappeared from his life without calling Wang Lei once.If he didn't call, Wang Lei would be thankful, let alone want to call him.

On September [-]st, the second half of the school year started again.It means another new report of Yaoguang.

Because he is already a senior student and there are no literature classes anymore, Wang Lei doesn't live in the school. He just wants to run away after reporting to the school when the term starts.

Unexpectedly, I was blocked by someone on the playground.

The person who came was Fang Xiuping, the study committee member of Wang Lei's class. He was usually upright and serious. Wang Lei was most afraid of dealing with such a person.

He obviously did some bullshit and petty things, but you have to say it outrightly, but you still can't talk about him.

"Wang Lei, the Literature Association is recruiting new students recently, and needs some old students to be popular. As a top student, how about you come to help?"

"I've been busy lately..."

"Don't tell me you're busy studying, right? I don't usually see you studying. Wang Lei, as a member of our Yaoguang, as a senior brother, you can't contribute nothing, right?"

Why didn't I contribute? I'm obviously only responsible for being a top student, being a school grassroots, and being an idol of the whole people is not a contribution?

Wang Lei only dared to say it silently in his heart, so as not to cause trouble, and he didn't want to talk to him, so he squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, I'll go."

"That's right." Fang Xiuping's face softened a little, and he led a few men to the literature club with a serious face.

A corner of the playground is crowded with people, and the freshmen are choosing a suitable club to join.And the place where Wang Lei and the others came was the sparsely populated literary club.

You must know that reading is a very tiring thing. Who wants to chew on words every day after reading a book for a day?

Isn't that abusing yourself?

So in recent years, the literature club has recruited fewer and fewer members, and only Fang Xiuping, who is as rigid as a piece of wood, would like it.This is also one of the reasons why Wang Lei was recruited as a young man.

"Come on, you guys distribute these leaflets, and when you meet new juniors, you must smile. Like me..." Fang Xiuping showed two rows of front teeth, matching his face full of pimples, hard Shengsheng created a wretched feeling.

The "strong man" beside Wang Lei burst out laughing.

"Serious!" Fang Xiuping immediately said solemnly.

Wang Lei finally couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed "puchi".

"Go, go, go..." Fang Xiuping blushed and said.

Wang Lei looked at another classmate and laughed so hard that his stomach twitched before launching the flyer.

After a while, Wang Lei was followed by a group of tails, all of whom were freshman girls. Their eyes lit up, and they trotted all the way to ask: "Brother, which club are you from? We want to join..."

give birth to monkeys for you...

Wang Lei frowned, and really wanted to say that I belonged to the Literature Club, so as to scare away these idiots.

But then I thought about it again, if I can't recruit any more people, I don't know when the leaflets will be sent out, and the company still has a lot of things to do.

So he smiled like a wolf grandma, and said in a seductive and deep bass voice: "School girls, come with me, line up, senior brother will take you to my club."

"Okay." The girls screamed excitedly.

When Wu Ange, the president of the literary club, saw this group of nympho girls, his face turned green with anger.

He was dressed in the clothes of an ancient master, with one hand behind his back and the other pointing at Wang Lei: "How can you serve others with lust? As a scholar, you should talk about the world with your knowledge..."

Wang Lei: "???"

Fang Xiuping explained with a cold face: "The president means that you are a man who relies on male salads, which makes the new students only look at your beauty and not pay attention to learning."

Wang Lei finally understood. Does this mean that he is a vase?

"Who said that you can't have real talents if you are handsome? Don't mess with me about these callers. Anyway, you recruited someone, so I'll go first."

He turned around and wanted to leave, but was blocked by several students.

Wu Ange walked up to him and smiled slightly: "Since you said you have real talents? Then I will test you. If you can answer correctly, I will recognize your talent."

Wang Lei thought to himself that you would speak well.

But he doesn't need to prove to others whether he has real talents, but seeing how these pedantic guys are struggling to the end, he decided to let them give up.

"Just take the test."

He has a system father, and he has read almost all the books in the library. Who is afraid of whom?

Wu Ange and Fang Xiuping discussed quietly and decided to test him on some ancient rare characters.

Fang Xiuping knew that Wang Lei was good at studying, but the textbooks taught at Yaoguang University did not include such rare words, only their literary society occasionally dabbled in them.

They wrote out the test questions on the blackboard, and the girls sat in a row, drooling at Wang Lei with their chins resting on their hands.

"Come on, as long as you read these words correctly, we will consider you a pass."

On the blackboard, there are three rows of extremely complicated fonts. Each character has many strokes.

The president of this literary club has some material.

Thinking to himself, Wang Lei read it word by word.

Wu Ange listened to his pronunciation, with a bit of surprise on his brows and eyes, that he actually read them all correctly.

"Is that right?" the girls asked curiously.

Fang Xiuping glanced at Wu Ange with an ugly face, and whispered in his ear, "He is Wang Lei, the No.1 student in our school, and he cannot be tested for general questions."

At this moment, Wang Lei looked at Wu Ange with a smile and said, "Now it's my turn to ask questions."

He picked up the chalk and wrote two rows of uncommon characters. He smiled and showed two rows of front teeth: "Please, President."

Wu Ange looked at those uncommon characters and pronounced them awkwardly one by one. Many of the characters were extremely rare. Halfway through the reading, he suddenly stopped. He had never seen that character before.

"This... this word reads..."

Fang Xiuping frowned and said, "You must not have written indiscriminately."

"Whether it's scribbled or not, you'll know if you invite someone better." Wang Lei shrugged.

"Brother is mighty!" The girls raised their hands to cheer him up.

This competition naturally ended in Fang Xiuping's failure.Wang Lei shocked Yaoguang University again.