MTL - I’m From an Ordinary Family, for Real!-Chapter 11 Chen Chu: The system is convulsed again

  Chapter 11 Chen Chu: The system is convulsed again

  When you think of mind power, you think of the convulsion system.

   It was because of the system convulsions the day before yesterday that he paid for his thoughts for nothing, and there are two other rewards.

  Three years of life, healthy and young body.

  With anticipation, he turned on the system screen.

  Chen Chu's heart was beating wildly, and there was another line of text on the screen.

'Ding! you completed the task for the first time

  Mission rewards: Three-year lifespan, cancer medicine (optional)’

  ‘Additional reward: A glimpse of the Marrow Washing Spring (a spring that never dries up, the spring never stops day and night)’

  Hey guy, the system is convulsed again?

  …

   Chen Chu suddenly received a message from his mother Yang Yumei, and his phone vibrated.

  Chen Chu glanced quietly, and saw the message from his mother,

  ‘Son, I’ve made an agreement with your principal, you don’t have to study at night anymore.

  Mom knows you are studying, so there is no need to reply. '

   In this way, Chen Chu had the privilege of not having to study by himself at night.

  Time passed quietly, one day passed, and tomorrow is the weekend rest.

   After school in the afternoon, Chen Chu packed his schoolbag, greeted Wang Hai, and gave him the remote control of the air conditioner.

   "Dahai, I'm going home. I'll give you the remote control. Remember to turn off the air conditioner after the evening self-study. If it doesn't work, set the timer.

  Let's go, see you on Monday! "

  Wang Hai was dumbfounded, "No, I'm going to study at night later!"

  Chen Chu held the schoolbag in one hand and gave him a middle finger, "Hey, I won't go to evening self-study in the future, bye~"

  Wang Hai widened his eyes, "Damn it! I'm a ****"

   Walking out of the school gate, while waiting for the bus, Chen Chu's cell phone rang.

  Chen Chu took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number, but the number ended with six 8s, which was very familiar.

  But for a while, I can't remember where I saw it.

   "Hello?" Chen Chu answered the phone.

   "Hello, is this Chen Chu?" A thick male voice was on the opposite side, full of air.

  Chen Chuyi's eyes widened for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at the phone screen, Chen Baijia!

   "Ah, you are Mr. Chen Bojia?"

   "Haha, why, didn't you give me a note on the number?

   Or is my number not entered into the address book at all? ", Chen Bojia teased with a hint of a smile in his voice.

  Chen Chu stuttered, "Ah, no, no, I just didn't expect you to call me..."

  He thought that he would not dial this number for a long, long time.

  At least wait until after graduation, if at that time, Chen Baijia still remembers his words.

  So the number was not entered into the address book.

   "I invite you to come to my house for tea when you are free. I have been waiting for you for two days, but I haven't waited for you to call, so I have to call you.

  What, you dislike me, Chen Baijia, and you have a generation gap, don't want to chat with me? "

  Chen Chu said awkwardly, "No, it's just that I don't have the nerve to bother you."

   "I'm sorry to bother you, tomorrow is the weekend off, come to my house for tea.

  Hold my business card to enter and exit the gate, well, that's it! Wait for you. "

  Maybe knowing that Chen Chu would be timid to postpone, Chen Baijia hung up the phone without giving Chen Chu a chance to refuse.

  Chen Chu was a little tangled, scratched his chin, and sighed.

   I can only go, others want it but have no chance.

  …

  Back home, Dad is watching the game on the sofa. Today is a basketball game, replay.

  But Dad still watched with gusto, "Good shot!", "Scored!", "Beautiful!"

  My mother is cooking, and the pots and pans are ping-pong.

  His meat stall is mainly engaged in morning market business, and usually closes at around 11:00.

  In addition to working hard in the early morning and morning, the afternoon is basically rest and catch up on sleep.

   "Dad!", Chen Chu yelled to his father who was concentrating on watching the football game, and then yelled into the kitchen, "Mom!"

"I'm back."

   "The son is back? It just so happens that the meal is ready, come, let's eat."

  The family of three gathered around the dining table to eat, and my dad still didn’t forget to watch the football game with his head in his head.

  Yang Yumei rolled her eyes, "Eat well!"

  Dad is perfunctory.

  Yang Yumei ignored him and looked at Chen Chu with a smile on her face.

   "Son, Mom encountered a strange thing today.

  Mom originally wanted to send a gift to ask the principal to do something, but before the gift was delivered, the task was done!

   He also brought back two cigarettes and a box of tea leaves. I don’t want it. "

  Of course Chen Chu knew why, and of course Principal Lin refused to accept the gift.

   On the contrary, Principal Lin, who was in charge of affairs, even posted two cigarettes and a box of tea, which he did not expect.

  Yang Yumei continued to mutter, "Today I know what it means to ask someone to do something and you can be so stubborn.

   No, what do you think the principal is up to?

  I always feel uneasy in my heart, and this gift makes my heart tremble. "

  Yang Yumei also left school later, the more she thought about it, the more she felt wrong, and the more she thought about it, the more afraid she became.

   Standing up and begging for help, but also accepting gifts, it is hard to be hard, and it is cool to be cool.

  But when I recovered later, I was only worried.

  I want to go back and return the things, but the things that have already been collected, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face to return them?

   I had to go home.

  Chen Guoqiang interjected, "Everything has been collected, so don't regret it anymore.

  Anyway, this is the situation in our family. If someone asks us for help, we can't help.

   At that time, just find another excuse, add something, and send the gift back. "

  Chen Chu was not in a hurry, among other things, Chen Baijia donated 10 million to the school.

  In Principal Lin's eyes, his family has a close relationship with Chen Baijia, and he is reciprocating.

  No big deal, nothing to pay back.

   Just these two cigarettes and a box of tea leaves are not gifts for a house or a car.

   Counting on this little thing, let him do great things, dreaming.

   In a word, with the little things that Principal Lin gave me, I don’t need myself for small things, but I don’t need me for big things.

  Chen Chu also has confidence in his heart, the system is convulsed, and the free whoring these days alone makes him full of confidence.

   There are a lot of places where you can make a fuss.

  Used well, even if he doesn't have Chen Baijia's tiger skin, Principal Lin still has to look up to him to speak.

  Thinking about it this way, his mind suddenly brightened.

  It is better to rely on oneself than to rely on others.

  Hmph, little Chen Baijia, but as...

   Ah, bah, bah, bah, Chen Baijia still has a hundred million things, even though he can't even find much information from formal channels on the Internet.

   It's not that Chen Bojia is not famous, it's because he doesn't allow his information to appear on the Internet, that's all.

  Because he didn't allow it, there are so many media on the Internet, no one dared to report it.

   Well, please exclude the official media, Chen Baijia is not so powerful that he can influence the official media.

  It's simply because Chen Bojia is very low-key and hasn't done any big things, which deserves to be reported by the official media.

  Now there are only some sporadic gossip about Chen Bojia circulating on the Internet.

  Just the network of contacts he has managed for many years, even Chen Chu's flattery can't keep up.

  Of course, Chen Chu also felt that he was full of confidence, and maybe in the future he would be able to pat Chen Baijia on the shoulder and call out Lao Chen.

   Calling Xiao Chen is a bit too much, how can I say that he treats me very well.

  Chen Chu was thinking about things while eating, and he ate his food in a hurry.

   I quickly finished my meal, washed the dishes, and went back to my room to start my homework.

   At nine o'clock, I played games for a while to exercise my mind.

  At eleven o'clock, Chen Chu lay on the bed on time, covered with a quilt, with a peaceful face.

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  (end of this chapter)