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Chapter 55, Chapter 55(1/2)

No matter how much Yan Zhou resisted, he had no choice but to send the cardboard box in his hand into Fu Tingshen's office with heavy steps.

"Such a big box?" Li Xingchen was a little surprised and stretched out his hand at the same time, "Or two?"

"Young Master Li, this is a bit..." heavy!

Seeing Li Xingchen's actions, Yan Zhou subconsciously wanted to give a warning.

But before he finished speaking, he saw Li Xingchen carrying the carton, as relaxed as if he was carrying an empty box.

"What?" Li Xingchen looked up, his face full of confusion.

"No...it's nothing." Yan Zhou shook his head quickly and observed Li Xingchen. For a boy, Li Xingchen was a bit too thin. His wrist was so slender that it felt like it could be broken with just a little force.

As a result, the fact now is that these slender and weak hands lightly picked up the cardboard box that he struggled to pick up?

Although he felt that Yan Zhou's reaction was not right, Li Xingchen did not break the casserole and ask the truth.

Putting the carton on his lap, he discovered that there was a layer of wrapping paper outside:

"The bag is so beautiful that I can't bear to take it apart."

"Sooner or later it will be demolished." Fu Tingshen gave Yan Zhou an appreciative look as he spoke. He did a good job.

Yan Zhou was too trembling to accept the compliment, hoping that Master Qi would not beat him up soon.

As for why Yanzhou didn’t leave?

Of course, because even if you die, you must die clearly!

"That's right," Li Xingchen nodded. When he was thinking about how to open it, a letter opener appeared in front of him, which was handed over by Yan Zhou.

"Thanks."

Reaching out and holding the knife in his hand, Li Xingchen unpacked the package cleanly.

Opening the carton, the first thing that caught Li Xingchen's eyes was the familiar orange and black cover, with eight Chinese characters printed on it——

"Five years of college entrance examination, three years of simulation"

For a time, the office fell into an unprecedented silence.

Yan Zhou looked at Fu Qiye, who had his legs crossed in a relaxed posture, and then at Li Xingchen, who was staring at the information and not talking, and his heart beat like a drum:

Why don't you say anything? Why don't you let him die happily?

"Why did you think of giving this as a gift?" After a while, Li Xingchen finally spoke, with unclear emotions.

At the same time, he reached out and took out "May 3" from the box, and then Li Xingchen discovered that there was more than one copy.

"To help you with your college entrance examination." Fu Tingshen answered without thinking. As for the fact that Yan Zhou came up with the idea?

Fu Tingshen said that no one can compete with him for credit in front of the little guy!

Yan Zhou's body was already tense, and his mind was quickly sifting through cemeteries with good feng shui.

"Thank you." Li Xingchen subconsciously thanked him, but there was not much surprise in his tone.

At this time, Li Xingchen had already taken out several "Five Three" books on different subjects, revealing the "Thirty-Eight Sets of Tianli" whose cover was also familiar to Li Xingchen.

There was another moment of silence.

"What's wrong?" Fu Tingshen realized something was wrong at this time and asked.

Sighing, he took out several sets of "Tianli" from the box, and there was another very familiar man underneath - Wang Houxiong.

"Ahem, actually, this is..." Li Xingchen's reaction finally shook Fu Tingshen's good self-confidence, and he tried to shift the blame.

At this time, Fu Tingshen heard Li Xingchen's voice of surprise and surprise, which was completely different from the polite thank you just now:

"These two are quite good purchases."

"What?" Fu Ting asked subconsciously.

"This, "Previous College Entrance Exam Questions" and this "Henggao Secret Volume"!" Li Xingchen said, shaking the few books he just took out from the carton, his tone full of joy, "Especially this "Secret Volume"

, I’ve been looking for it for a long time but haven’t found the complete version! How did you find it?”

Yan Zhou standing aside: What kind of reversal is this???

"Ahem, I just found it casually." Fu Tingshen put his fist to his lips, his tone was rather casual, but if you look carefully, you can see the pride on the man's face at this time.

As for the attempt just now to shirk responsibility?

Fu Tingshen said that this happened? Why didn’t he know about it?

Li Xingchen, who was interested, did not notice the man's abnormality. He looked through the remaining information with interest. After a while, he took out a stack of test papers and turned them over in his hands:

"This is not bad! Although it is a photocopy version, the quality of the questions is very high, the analysis is also in place, and the writing is clear and does not affect the use!"

Yanzhou, who had come back to his senses, was completely dumbfounded. Something seemed wrong about the direction of this matter?

Under Yan Zhou's dumbfounded gaze, Li Xingchen took out several more "good" exercises from the carton, with comments from time to time:

"I know this. It is said that this teacher is very good at guessing questions. He guessed 80 or 90% of last year's final question!"

"I also know this. I heard that I have very high attainments in mathematics, and I am known for being 'tricky, hard, and difficult.' Well...it is indeed higher than other mathematics questions, and it also involves advanced numbers. It seems that I have a lot of blind spots."

, it seems we can’t relax!”

"I've never heard of this. Let me take a look...Does it sound normal? It seems difficult, but it's basically beyond the scope. It has no reference value..."



Yanzhou:???

Are today's high school students so good? Didn't it mean that Young Master Li's grades were very poor? Is it because the information is wrong?

"What about these?" Fu Ting glanced deeply at the "Five Three" and other books on his desk that Li Xingchen had put aside without even looking at them.

"I've done all of those, and they're of little value to me." Li Xingchen glanced at them, and then answered casually.

At this time, Fu Tingshen and Yan Zhou understood why Li Xingchen's attitude was so strange just now.

At this time, Li Xingchen had read all the information.

Seeing that the box in his hand had bottomed out, Li Xingchen stacked the valuable information together and looked at another cardboard box on the table:

"What's in this box? Is it also information?"

Pulling the cardboard box in front of him, Li Xingchen looked left and right, and finally rescued the letter opener from under a pile of information, eager to try it.

"No!" Noticing Li Xingchen's actions, Yan Zhou quickly spoke to stop him.

"What?" Li Xingchen subconsciously raised his head towards Li Xingchen who was unpacking his knife. His face was full of confusion, and there was something indescribably cute about it.

"Ahem," Fu Tingshen said at this time, "This box is for my sister."

"So it wasn't specially prepared for me?" Li Xingchen's face dropped and he looked at Fu Tingshen pitifully.

"This, I..." Fu Tingshen didn't know how to answer for a while. He just thought that Li Xingtong was also a senior in high school and needed the same, and his sister was not an outsider either...

Just when Fu Tingshen was at a loss, Li Xingchen couldn't hold back and laughed out loud:

"Pfft... I'm just teasing you. How could I be jealous of my sister?"

If Fu Tingshen treats other gifts "equally" like this, Li Xingchen may be a little upset, and learning materials can naturally be treated separately.

Putting down the letter opener and cardboard in his hands, Li Xingchen slowly walked to Fu Tingshen's side, and with the last effort, he lay on Fu Tingshen's back.

"Then do you like it?" Fu Ting turned his head and looked at the little guy who put his face on his neck.

"I like it!" Li Xingchen nodded and rubbed the side of Fu Tingshen's face with his face. "A lot of the information in it is not allowed to be shared with others. Please take the trouble."

"Just like it." There was a soft and smooth touch on his face, which was very comfortable. Fu Tingshen couldn't help it and rubbed Li Xingchen's cheek in the same way.

As a discerning assistant, Yan Zhou retreated from the office very wisely. As soon as he walked out, he was met with several pairs of gossipy eyes:

"Assistant Yan, come and sit down!"

Several young girls in the secretary's office quickly welcomed Yan Zhou to the sofa nearby, serving him tea and water, squeezing his shoulders and patting his back.

"Don't!" Yan Zhou blocked it with his hand and motioned for the little girl to stay away, "I have a girlfriend, you can ask whatever you want!"

The little girls didn't mind. They sat in rows opposite Yan Zhou, and each one of them started asking questions:

"What did Master Qi give to Young Master Li?"

"Is it very troublesome? Why did you come out just now?"

"How did Young Master Li react? Are you very moved?"

"Did the two of them hug each other after being touched? Then there was an eight-camera French kiss, which turned into a dark and stormy situation, and also had a heart-warming office party at the same time?"

"Cough cough cough cough!" Yan Zhou was enjoying the coffee served by the little girls. When he heard the last question, he choked.

What kind of French kiss with eight cameras? What kind of kiss takes place in the dark and the sky changes dramatically? What kind of office play can still make people laugh and cry?

It seems that this coffee is too good to drink.

He casually pulled out a piece of paper and wiped away the remaining coffee stains on the corners of his lips. Yan Zhou's face returned to its former serious and elite look:

"Put away the messy thoughts in your minds. Young Master Li is not yet an adult! The college entrance examination is coming soon, and Master Qi just sent two boxes of study materials."

Standing up, he straightened the collar of his clothes and tugged at the hem. Yan Zhou turned around and walked back to his office, leaving behind a few stunned little girls:
To be continued...
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