"Impossible!" Lu Mingfei shook his head with the fastest frequency in his life.

"Do you really think it's impossible?" Mo Qiuran raised her eyebrows, "Or... are you just unwilling to believe it?"

The sunlight shone directly, and there was already a little warmth around him. Lu Mingfei looked at Mo Qiuran, and his deep ink pupils looked like a mirror, showing Lu Mingfei.

An inexplicable chill surged into my heart, and Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to shrink his neck.

"Your habit really needs to be changed. It's not that the turtle shrank its neck," Mo Qiuran quickly stretched out his hands and held it up, making Lu Mingfei's movement of shrinking his neck futile, and then patted his shoulder, "How dare you make a bet with me?"

"I dare not." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Mo Qiuran: "???"

"You won't agree before I even said it?" Mo Qiuran was furious.

"The previous two times, I lost every time, and I just made a bet with you, the boss!" Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to shrink his neck again, but this time he was stopped by Mo Qiuran's eyes.

"You have to think so. When did I bet with you not for your own good?" Mo Qiuran had a smile that was consciously called loving, but Lu Mingfei looked more like a devil's smile, "You have gotten benefits every time!"

"..." Lu Mingfei thought about it and did not refute it, because it seemed like this was the case.

The first bet was that shortly after the two met, Mo Qiuran and Lu Mingfei learned about Lu Mingfei's treatment at his uncle and aunt's house during a chat. Then they smiled and said with a bet that as long as they took him home as a guest, Lu Mingfei's uncle and aunt's attitude towards Lu Mingfei would be much better and their pocket money would increase by five or six times.

Lu Mingfei naturally didn't believe this, but it turned out that Mo Qiuran really did it. So far, Lu Mingfei didn't know how Mo Qiuran did it. Every time he wanted to ask Mo Qiuran, he always had a honey smile on his face and said that it was a commercial secret to keep it confidential.

The second bet was that not long after the start of the school year last semester, Mo Qiuran saw Lu Mingfei's opening test transcript... Then he bet with Lu Mingfei that there was a way to help Lu Mingfei improve his grades and reach the middle class 100%.

Lu Mingfei naturally did not believe this, so even with the lessons of the past, he still agreed... and then he was educated again by Mo Qiuran.

Since then, Lu Mingfei has been home one hour late every day. During these times, he has undergone inhuman training under Mo Qiuran's training... Well, it's actually quite easy, but the process shocked Lu Mingfei for a whole year.

Originally, Lu Mingfei thought that Mo Qiuran said was to help him make up for his lessons, so he prepared his ultimate old salted fish that he had been pickling for more than ten years and was ready to slap it and never turn over. As a result, he was stunned when the official starts.

Because Mo Qiuran's way of improving his academic performance is not a tactic of questions, a lecture on academic master's notes, or chew the class he has taken and kneaded it open and stuffed it into his mouth little by little...but teaching exam-taking skills.

This test-taking skills do not refer to the so-called "three shorts, one longs, one shorts, and three longs, one shorts, and the shortest" and "if you don't know how to meet the questions, you can choose C", but combines various knowledge points, but can be done without understanding the principles!

"I know you don't like studying, so I won't force you. Just so happen that others are studying how to get the questions right, but I have reached another level. When I'm idle, I like to study how to do it. 'This question doesn't work, but I can do it right'!" Lu Mingfei can still remember what Mo Qiuran told him at that time.

Then he firmly remembered these Mo Qiuran's own test-taking skills under Mo Qiuran's "ruthless whip". As a result, he inexplicably came to the middle class in a very short time, and was able to take the first-class line and go up by tens of minutes. At that time, the teachers in the class looked at Lu Mingfei with relief and kindness, and sighed that there was another miracle of late success.

Since then, Lu Mingfei finally realized the difference between genius and academic masters. Academic masters can understand the problem-solving ideas of the teacher's questions, while genius can understand why the teacher takes this as the answer.

So he followed Mo Qiuran even more devotedly. When will he not hold such a thigh?

And today, it was Mo Qiuran's third time to tell Lu Mingfei that he would bet with him.

What changes will this time bring?

"Then...what are you betting on?" Lu Mingfei asked hesitantly.

"It's very simple. Do you like Chen Wenwen, right? Don't refute, I know...or, the whole school knows." Mo Qiuran said seriously.

"What...what?" Lu Mingfei widened his eyes.

"I didn't tell you some things before, because it was useless to know that I told you, but it hurts you. But others didn't tell you, just want to laugh at you, and there was another person... who wanted to hang you and enjoy the feeling of being sought after by others." Mo Qiuran said slowly.

"Boss... are you lying to me?" Lu Mingfei said, "It must be... right?"

"I really hope I am," Mo Qiuran said, "but if a boy finds opportunities to a girl every day, working hard and arduously... do you really feel that you are hiding well and will not be known by others? Do you think she really doesn't know?"

"Before..." Lu Mingfei was silent and looked up at Mo Qiuran.

"I can only expose all this before and make you decadent and degenerate. I can't afford to bet, nor will I use my friends to gamble. But now, you have the capital to go to the gambling table. It's the winning rate I like," Mo Qiuran stretched out his hand, "So, do you want to bet? If you win, you can be with Chen Wenwen you dream of, and lose...you can have a better choice."

"...Boss, are you sure it's 55?" Lu Mingfei reluctantly smiled.

"It's so ugly that I'm crying," Mo Qiuran rolled her eyes, and then smiled, "It's really a 55-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-

There is another sentence Mo Qiuran didn't say it.

"The meaning of 55-5 is to never lose!"

"Then..." Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand and held Mo Qiuran with a slight silence, "I agree!"

He ALL IN, under Mo Qiuran's psychological offensive, in the dreamy and illusory feeling these two days.

In the sun.

It was the two teenagers' hands tightly clenched.

It is a bet that musteres up all the courage.

It is a proof of all youth fantasies.

yes……

A QQ message that was deleted and modified many times, hesitated for a long time, and finally sent out.

Sent from [Mingming] to [Chen Wenwen]

...

In the sun, the girl reading a book had thin, soft and straight hair, and was wearing a pure white cotton skirt, but her skin did not look yellow, and it seemed to be transparent.

The phone that was placed aside shook. She put down the book, lifted a strand of long hair hanging down to her forehead behind her ears, picked up the phone, saw the message, was stunned, and a rosy smear appeared.

With a slight smile, she typed and replied.

Sent from [Chen Wenwen] to [Zhao Menghua].

Chen Wenwen: [Okay, then change the rehearsal time~]

Only after sending it, Chen Wenwen noticed another message.
Chapter completed!