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Chapter 39 Lack of love and lack of money

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    When Lin Xiaozhuang was hesitating, her teacher and parents asked her to choose science, but after chatting with Zhou Quan all night, the balance in her heart clearly tilted to the other side.

    Following the tilt of the scale pointer, Lin Xiaozhuang suddenly felt like a mirror: "Zhou Quan, we will part ways after that."

    Zhou Quan knew that what she was talking about was about the division of arts and sciences. The two would not see each other often because of their busy studies, so he replied, "It doesn't matter. We will reach the same goal in the end."

    Seeing the boy's fair face with a shy smile, Lin Xiaozhuang felt that he was like an ice spring in summer and a warm sun in winter.

    Having said that, Zhou Quan also took out his mobile phone: "Why don't you leave a phone number?"

    "I don't have one." Lin Xiaozhuang was a little embarrassed. Not only did he not have a mobile phone number, but he didn't even have a landline number.

    With the progress of the society and the development of the economy, many people have mobile phones with buttons, clamshells, and sliders.  Even in rural areas, many people have landlines at home.

    But Lin Xiaozhuang doesn't have a mobile phone, nor does he have a landline at home.

    Zhou Quan didn't give up, and continued: "Then add a QQ?"

    "I don't have either." Lin Xiaozhuang didn't have anything, and he didn't apply for a QQ account.  If you give her two strings of numbers directly, she may not even be able to tell the difference between the mobile phone number and the QQ number.

    "Forget it, don't need a number, anyway, I don't use my mobile phone very often." Zhou Quan brought his mobile phone today because there will be a parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon, so that he can contact his parents anytime and anywhere, "I will help you apply for a QQ number. If you go  Go online, maybe we can connect."

    "Uh, okay." Lin Xiaozhuang agreed.

    Although she agreed, she knew that she would not go online, and the reason was simple - it cost money!

    "There is no need to apply, I have a spare trumpet, let me use it for you." Zhou Quan not only "premeditated", but also carried a pen with her, and wrote the QQ number directly in the palm of her hand.

    The palms of the hands are itchy, and the heart is also a little confused.

    Lin Xiaozhuang's face was also a little hot, and he silently wrote down a series of numbers.  Even though she knew she wouldn't log in, she wrote it down in her notebook before washing her hands.

    In fact, she also knows that once she is divided into classes, she will never see the front and back tables laughing and joking, nor will she see this fair and shy boy.

    In life, separation is easy, but reunion is difficult.

    In the end, Lin Xiaozhuang chose liberal arts without telling his parents.

    Anyway, her parents don't care about her study and life, they only call 2,000 yuan each time the school starts, and then she spends a semester on the 2,000 yuan.

    It's ridiculous to say that the only relationship between her and her parents seems to be money.

    The most ridiculous thing is that she doesn't have love like the rich second generation, but she has a lot of money.

    She only has little love and little money.

    As a left-behind child in a remote mountain village, she is not short of love and money all the time.

    She has always been well aware that she and Wei Yang are not from the same world, and she and Zhou Quan are not from the same world.

    So after the formal classification of arts and sciences, Lin Xiaozhuang left the class he had finally gotten to know.

    Coming to the liberal arts class where there are more girls than boys, Lin Xiaozhuang is completely buried in the flowers.

    She has never been a flower, nor a leaf that sets off a flower, but a root that penetrates the soil.

    She just wants to absorb nutrients every day, take a good exam in a university, and live the life she wants.

    So, day after day, year after year, her roots took root in the field of the third year of high school.

    However, on the eve of the college entrance examination, the family relationship was unstable (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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