The 26th Chapter: The Omnipotent Genius Wang Zijun
I smiled awkwardly, and he carefully wiped my face with a serious expression. The winter sun shone on his flaxen hair, making it seem like it was covered in a thin layer of golden gauze, giving off a feeling of a prince arriving in a fairy tale.
"Going home? See you tomorrow!" Suddenly, a boarding classmate from our class walked past us on his way back to the dormitory and enthusiastically greeted us.
The prince quickly withdrew his hand, and I also quickly took the tissue to wipe myself, responding: "Yes, see you tomorrow!"
As soon as the boy left, Wang Zijun's face turned cold and asked: "Are you very familiar with him?"
"Nope, just a classmate, hehe! ~" Took out the mirror to take a look, and after confirming that it was clean, put it away again.
"Don't talk to any other boys except me." He said, pulling my hand and walking out of the school gate in a very high-profile manner.
It's strange that you can get angry like this? Weren't you laughing just now? Sigh, the heart of a handsome guy is indeed hard to grasp.
Tonight, Wang Zijun personally went into the kitchen. I'm good at being in the living room but can't enter the kitchen, so I could only help out on the side.
Watching him being busy but in an orderly manner, I suddenly started to imagine the scene of us two living together in the future, what a kind of happiness that would be!
"Disc." Someone instructed, but I was too distracted at that time and didn't hear it.
"Plate!" Prince Jun saw that I didn't react, so he raised his voice, pulling me back from my daydream. I quickly found the plate and handed it to him.
I pouted, just praising him in my heart, and suddenly erupted like a volcano, the beautiful dream I had imagined on my head shattered instantly.
While eating, I suddenly remembered what the class teacher said after school. I quickly added a piece of cola chicken wing to him and said: "Eat more, hehe..."
It may be that my intention to ask for his help was too obvious, Wang Zijun stopped eating and looked at the chicken wings in his bowl, then raised his head and said: "What's up, speak!"
I awkwardly stuck out my tongue and then smiled mischievously: "The final exams are in two weeks, have you reviewed everything?"
He gave me a glance and told me to speak directly, then I expressed my idea of asking him to help me with math tutoring.
I thought he would just shake his head or nod, but instead he put down his bowl and chopsticks, looked at me and asked: "How do you plan to repay me?"
"How to repay?" I really hadn't thought about how to repay, "I haven't thought it through, but as long as it's within my capabilities, I can promise you anything, but only one thing." I hastened to emphasize, lest he take advantage of me.

