Prodigal Doctor

Chapter 95 Do you want to take wedding photos alone?

"You two, can you hurry up, do you want to take wedding photos alone?" The teacher in charge of photography said loudly when he saw Zhang Ye and Tang Jiarou dawdling with each other in an intimate manner.

Hearing this, the students who had already lined up all bent over with laughter, and even the teachers laughed one by one, looking at the two of them with tolerance.

After all, the college entrance examination is coming soon. After the college entrance examination, some of these children will go to university for further study, and some will enter the society to experience, and they can be considered adults. It is normal to talk about love and so on.

"It's all your fault, you're so annoying!" Tang Jiarou blushed when she heard this, punched Zhang Ye angrily, and immediately walked into the girls' team.

Seeing this, Zhang Ye smiled back at everyone, instead of continuing to embarrass Tang Jiarou, he stood on the side of the boys' team, beside Zhao Defa and Xiang Fei.

However, since the girls are in the front and the boys are in the back, and Tang Jiarou and Zhang Ye are both taller, when they stand on the right side together, there is actually no difference from standing together.

"Boss, do you want to bully my sister-in-law when I'm going to take pictures later?" Zhao Defa said in a low voice when he saw the two standing in front of each other, with a smirk on his face.

Zhang Ye listened, smiled slightly, and nodded calmly.

So, when the photography teacher's countdown was over and the shutter was pressed with a "click", the three of them stretched their paws forward together and Tang Jiarou, who was trying to pose as a lady without any defense, threw her into the air together, and the photo, It was also successfully frozen at this second.

Of course, someone screamed at the scene, and it was Tang Jiarou who screamed. The image of a lady she had worked so hard for three years fell apart under the pranks of Zhang Ye and the three, and she shot an extremely exaggerated expression and image. Once, I almost want to go crazy.

"This, do you want to retake it?" The very serious graduation photo was maliciously destroyed by Zhang Ye and the three. Although the photography teacher was smiling, he was a little speechless, so he had to ask the principal sitting in the middle for his opinion.

"I think it's pretty good, otherwise I feel like I'm a prop for an event, and my face is frozen with laughter after being photographed by so many graduating classes." The principal said with a smile after hearing this.

Now that the principal didn't pursue it anymore, the other teachers naturally had no objections. As graduation approached, no one would bother them with such trivial matters. Only Wei Zhengqing was alone, with a dark face, because, he He felt that Zhang Ye must have done it on purpose, and before leaving, he wanted to take the opportunity to disgust himself.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone and the presence of the principal, Wei Zhengqing was not easy to get angry, so he just let out a cold snort to express his inner dissatisfaction.

After the graduation photos were taken, everyone went back to the classroom, to the dormitory, and started to pack their things. Some students even called ahead of time to ask their parents to help.

Just as the saying goes, when Confucius moved his house, it was full of books.After studying hard in school for three years, except for a few simple clothes, those big and heavy ones are all books bought at high prices, and everyone has books that weigh dozens of catties with them.

Zhang Yexin's home is relatively close to the school and has an electric car, so he planned ahead and brought some books that were temporarily unused back home ahead of time, so he could help Zhao Defa and Xiang Fei right now.

"Help Xiang Fei move it. I don't need to move my books. Anyway, my grades are poor, so it's useless to move back. Just go to the naked test. I've already agreed with the junk collector in advance, fifty cents a catty, etc. Next, he will drive the tricycle in!" Zhao Defa said with a relaxed face.

"Isn't it? You smashed the pot too thoroughly, and if your father finds out, why don't you beat him to death?" Zhang Ye asked with a complicated expression.

"He doesn't care about my studies at all. He only cares about whether I can help him make money. No matter what, after the college entrance examination, I will help him manage the small restaurant. Alas, it's hard work." Zhao Defa took a look. The fat on his body seemed to be worried that they would quickly leave him.

"Don't be discouraged, after four years, I will help you turn the small restaurant into a five-star hotel!" Zhang Ye said confidently.

"Must." Zhao Defa said happily.

"What about me? If I fail the exam, how will you help me, boss?" Xiang Fei packed his books and listened to the conversation between the two. Hearing this, he stopped quickly and cared about himself. The future is coming.

"You? If you dare to smash it, I'll smash your head. Take the test hard and talk about it after the test!" Zhang Ye was afraid that he would not try his best, so he deliberately did not leave him a way out.

"Well, if I fail the exam, I mean if I fail the exam, you can't ignore me!" Xiang Fei muttered in a low voice.

"Be brave after knowing your shame, haven't you heard of it? Don't smash it. If you fail the exam, I will smash the windows of your house!" Zhao Defa said with a smile.

After a while, the uncle who collected the rags came and called Zhao Defa by his name from downstairs, "Fatty Fatty" incessantly, which alarmed everyone in the building.

Zhao Defa was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he said angrily on the second floor: "Scream at me again, and I'll smash you to death with a book! You're so kind!"

The uncle laughed "hehe" after hearing this, and stopped talking.

So, Xiang Fei stopped his work, and the three brothers each held a stack of books, hurriedly moved the books that Zhao Defa wanted to deal with, and threw them into the uncle's car.

The uncle was not on the scale either, so he glanced at the books and said, "About thirty catties, totaling 15 yuan, I'll give you twenty!"

"Uncle, how could it be only [-] catties? I was so exhausted from carrying it. My pile alone weighs [-] catties. Moreover, many of these books are brand new. Later, you will support them at the school gate." There is a stall, and it can be sold to younger students immediately, so I should give more!" Zhao Defa said with a bitter face.

The uncle took a few reference materials from Zhao Defa and found that they were indeed very new, nearly 30% of them. He nodded and said, "Okay, I will give you [-] yuan, and I will lose money if I add more!"

"35, a hair less, we will move back by ourselves!" Zhao Defa said with a straight face.

"32, don't worry about extra dime, I still don't believe you really want to move back. With so many books, can you move them back?" The uncle smiled a little cunningly, as if he was convinced of him.

"I'll just move it to the garbage dump and throw it away!" Zhao Defa pretended to be angry, and really started to move the books, and called Zhang Ye and Xiang Fei to come and help.

The uncle looked at it for a while, and saw that Zhao Defa didn't look like he was joking. If these new books were really thrown into the garbage dump and stained with those stains, even if they were picked up again, they would not be sold at a price. Therefore, he could only look pained. Said happily: "Okay, okay, 35 is 35, here it is!"

"Deal!" Zhao Defa took the banknote from the uncle and immediately smiled.

"You really have the potential to be a profiteer." Xiang Fei couldn't help but said when he went upstairs.

"No way, my father is a profiteer, and I naturally inherited his temperament." Zhao Defa said proudly.

"Pattern, a man must have a pattern. Is it worth it to work hard and calculate for this small amount of money? If you have this strength, spend more time on making big money." Zhang Ye had a different opinion and took the opportunity to teach a lesson.

"Then you are wrong. As a businessman, don't do nothing for small profits. If you want to make big money, you must first learn to make small money. If you can't even guarantee your survival, how can you talk about development?" Zhao De said firmly.

"Maybe." After Zhang Ye heard this, he felt that there was some truth in this statement. Strength determines vision, and vision determines realm. Some people start at a relatively low level and can only take one step at a time. question.

When the three of them returned to the classroom, the whole classroom became noisy. The parents of some students had already arrived and were helping their precious sons or daughters to pack up. Some poor students were inspired by Zhao Defa and directly sold their books to Uncle, but no one can sell Zhao Defa's "high price".

Zhang Ye saw that Xiang Fei's father had also come, while Tang Jiarou was cleaning up by himself, so he greeted him and walked over quietly.

"Aren't you helping your brother? Why did you come to me?" Tang Jiarou's words had a sour taste.

"Are you jealous? This jealousy is a bit far away. Didn't I come here?" Zhang Ye laughed.

"I'm only here now, I've already cleaned up." Tang Jiarou said with her lips curled up.

"But there are still a lot of things to move, am I afraid that you have secrets in your drawer?" Zhang Ye explained.

"What secrets can there be? Ever since I met you, all the secrets have disappeared." Tang Jiarou said dissatisfied.

"Hey, that's covered up by my invincible light. If you put it in the past, it's not normal if you don't have a few hot love letters in your drawer every day." Zhang Ye said with a smirk.

"Since when did you become so poor, move your things quickly, and you have to go to the dormitory soon." Tang Jiarou said angrily.

"Go to the dormitory?" Hearing Tang Jiarou's words, Zhang Ye's eyes lit up. As long as he is a normal boy, he is always full of curiosity about the forbidden place for boys - the girls' dormitory, and he is no exception.

"Well, everyone is leaving anyway, and the building management aunt probably won't care about it. I have a lot of things, and I can't carry them alone." Tang Jiarou said calmly.

"Okay!" After Zhang Ye answered, he saw that Xiang Fei and Zhao Defa hadn't left yet, and remembered the sleeping meeting in the dormitory. These two guys have always been very fascinated by the girls' dormitory, so he said: "Why don't the second and third children also leave?" to help?"

After hearing Zhang Ye's suggestion, Tang Jiarou rolled his eyes at him, and said, "I still have some clothes hanging on the balcony, which is inconvenient!"

"Okay, hehe." Zhang Ye thought of something, and smiled a little wretchedly by himself.

After Tang Jiarou tidied things up, Zhang Ye discovered that local tyrants are local tyrants. Other students used sacks to pack their books. The big bags at the school gate cost five yuan each. The red trolley case, depending on the material of the suitcase, it doesn't cost one thousand, but eight hundred.

"The weight of your suitcase, I'm afraid it can weigh up to these books?" Zhang Ye said a little speechlessly.

"Although this is the case, the box can be rolled, and the sack can only be dragged on the ground, which will damage the books." Tang Jiarou said.

"You didn't buy a suitcase specially to hold these books, did you?" Zhang Ye couldn't help asking when he saw these two brand new trolley suitcases.

"Of course!" Tang Jiarou replied as a matter of course.

"I was completely defeated by you. Compared with you, I understand what is called local tyrant and what is called nouveau riche." Zhang Ye laughed at himself.