: The final dinner is arranged at Wenjiuju

There is still one day before the final exam.

Other classes are reviewing nervously and sprinting to class rankings.

And Class 13 still does what it should do.

Only Fu Jinxi and Deng Kaiyang who were transferred to the class were studying hard.

Although there are few people listening to the class, the teacher still stood on the podium and said the review content over and over again.

If you are not active in your studies and exams, what else can make them active?

Wenjiu thought it wasn't there, but unexpectedly, while eating in the cafeteria at noon, several people from Class 13 came over to ask Gu Huai--

"Brother Huai, where are we going to have a meal at the end of the class?"

"Yes, Brother Huai, do you want to find someone taller? I'll ask me to get money when I get home in the evening."

"It's okay to be more expensive. If some classmates don't have money, I can pay more! Anyway, my dad makes a lot of money!"

"If the family's economy is good, you can make more money. If the family's economy is bad, you can eat less. There is no show-off or sympathy. You just want to find a comfortable and fun place!"

“………”

Everyone discussed it very actively.

Wen Jiu raised her eyebrows and couldn't help thinking, it would be better if she was discussing which university to go to in high school or her problem-solving ideas.

However, these conversations also captured one point, that is, spending money!

Isn’t the final class dinner a good opportunity to spend money?

Before, Gu Huai decided wherever he was at the class dinner.

Last time I ate at a food stall, it was enjoyable, but I was ridiculed by people from other classes and said that the people in Class 13 were not as good as the grades were poor, and the taste was low.

Anyway, it's all kinds of unpleasant.

But they were so angry that they were determined to win the championship at the end of the period.

The poor grades are because they don’t study, and they really can’t get good grades without studying.

But they would not accept it if they tasted low.

Is eating food stalls called tasting low?

It's really funny, it's obviously unpredictable!

But no matter what, this time I have to beat the other classes!

When Gu Huai heard the students' words, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Wen Jiu, "I know what you mean, but this year I have to listen to Sister Wen Jiu."

Other students: "………”

Wenjiu was in other classes before, and she didn’t have the experience of empathizing with her. Can she arrange it?

They all showed doubts.

Wenjiu didn't know why they were so active at first, and it was not until they read the deep thoughts in their hearts that they realized that this was the case.

She curled her lips slightly, put down her chopsticks, and whispered: "Yes, how about the class arrangement for the wine-wine house?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Smell wine?

Where is that?

It sounds quite high-end!

Seeing that they had nothing to say, Wen Jiu continued, "It must be more advanced than you think."

"Want wine?"

"Want wine??"

The more you pronounce this name, the more you become familiar with it.

I seemed to have heard of it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

The news that Wenjiu said he would arrange for the final dinner for Class 13 to Wenjiuju was soon spread throughout the second grade of high school.

The students in Class 13 didn’t know where the wine wine residence was, but Xu Qingyu from Class 1 knew it.

He sneered, obviously not believing it.

Xu Qingyu sat at the desk and said lightly: "Wenjiuju is a restaurant run by the God of Food. It only receives guests at thirty tables a day. You need to grab an appointment number one week in advance to eat there. It is not as simple as Wenjiu said."

Can you think you are a racing champion and be treated preferentially wherever you go?
Chapter completed!