Chapter 25 (1/2)

Half of the students in this classroom are entrusted students majoring in energy.

Whether it is the families and children of the petrochemical and power departments, or the lucky ones who have paid a high price to ensure that they can enter the energy industry.

The overall economic conditions are better.

And that's the same sentence. In the end, we have to get a diploma in the energy industry by reading this kind of higher vocational education, and the results are certainly not good.

There are even many young to big bastards.

Even if they have just come to this new environment where they are unfamiliar, it is easy for them to be eager to dominate in two or three days.

Let's take this particularly unpleasant yuedongzi for an operation.

What a show.

Zhao Dezhu did not know that the storm was brewing.

As the teacher began his class, he opened the textbook in front of him and found that he had no chance to read.

This is not a matter of hard work, it is purely a physiological reaction.

He yawned when he picked up the book.

He tried his best to hold on to his lectures. He didn't even bother to pull his thighs to refresh himself. He still couldn't stand the heavy drooping of his eyelids.

Just helplessly lowered her head, she saw that Shen Jianing at the table had been lying on the table for a meeting with the sleeping God. Her pink lips even showed signs of reflection, and licked the tip of her tongue from time to time.

Zhao Dezhu almost laughed and turned to look here.

Li Yuanyuan is also bored. She puts her chin on the table, grabs a pen and draws the Pearl Princess shape on the new textbook.

Her face is round. It looks more cute from this angle. She feels that Zhao Dezhu turns his head, looks at him with his mouth open and watery eyes, and tries to flash his long eyelashes to amuse him.

Change a green and astringent 18-year-old boy, maybe he will be fascinated.

Zhao Dezhu grabbed a book and put it on his face.

Looking around, it can be said that most students have no intention to learn. They may come because of the freshness of the first college culture class. They can continue to sit because of this beautiful girl.

A lot of eyes looked here. By the way, Zhao Dezhu found that a group of boys in the distance looked at him very unfriendly.

Qin Di, who majored in energy, has already reminded me.

Zhao Dezhu smiled and didn't take it to heart. Xiaomao thought it was useful to fight and kill.

Li Yuanyuan was so bored that she wrote on the page: ”Hello, I'm Yuanyuan from a small class. What's your name, children?”

immature!

Zhao Dezhu wrote back: ”call Dad!”

Then he began to think about how much his foreign wine business would cost, who to find to buy wine, and who had channels in this regard in the last life. It seemed that he had heard someone boast that 70000 yuan was enough.

The business is a little small, but the future can be expected.

Zhao Dezhu thinks so... Eh, it's not small!

He suddenly felt the elasticity of his arm and looked at Li Yuanyuan. She quietly hugged his arm and whispered, ”Dad!”

Zhao Dezhu was called his father on special occasions. He trembled and wanted to take his hand out.

The movement was a little loud. There were several light cough reminders around. They were all watching.

Li Yuanyuan was not afraid. She handed out her book directly to share the text.

Then there was a repressed smile around.

I just think monitor Zhao is too unreasonable to play cards. It's interesting.

Zhao Dezhu also wanted to draw his arm.

Li Yuanyuan leaned against the crowd and whispered, ”my mother brought me up since childhood. I haven't called my father. How do you know?”

Zhao Dezhu's heart is lying in a groove. Is that all right?

I'm afraid I'm not reborn. Did I light up the skill tree of flirting with girls?

Previous life... But think about the previous life, I really put all my energy on eating, drinking and fun.

So just like the girls who met at night, everyone would come up with a pile of tragic life experiences. Zhao Dezhu was not moved, but wanted to laugh.

Just pat the claws on your arm. Do whatever you like.

Regardless of the familiar touch, continue to think about your own things.

Draw cans, pots and funnels for wine in the textbook. He went to see this kind of workshop. It's very simple. The problem is the amount of wine.

Several guys work for hours and can be intoxicated by the smell of alcohol in the house.

How many better gas masks do you have to get?

Then buy the best. He has no concept of cost. If the business is successful, hundreds of thousands or millions will roll in. Do you still care about this?