My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 1262 Popularity

Chapter 1262 Popularity

The family had a great time and the birthday party was very well prepared.

After the scene was over, Jocelyn and Noah took Madeline and Lawrence back to the house.

It was late at night.

Noah and Jocelyn were the first to return to the room.

As soon as they entered the door, Noah reached out with his long arms and brought the beautiful

woman into his arms.

With his chin resting on the top of Jocelyn's head, his nose filled with the familiar aromatic scent, the

same scent that calmed his mind.

...

The following day.

Madeline and Lawrence happened to be eating breakfast, and after a long time of not seeing Jocelyn,

Madeline muttered, "Mummy has not awake yet?"

"Should be awake, but not available to come down."

Lawrence said indifferently.

"Have you eaten enough? We'll go to school."

Lawrence prodded.

"Okay, okay, I get it, why don't I usually see you so active in going to school?"

Madeline gave him a blank look and opened her mouth to spit out a comment.

"Ahem, it's time to be late."

With a complicated expression, Lawrence coughed gently.

"Don't we usually go before the class hour? Are afraid of being late?"

Madeline retorted.

"How come I'm not afraid to be late?"

A look of timidness crossed Lawrence's face.

"In my opinion, it's clear that you're expecting someone's buns."

Madeline poked at Lawrence's heart at once.

"No."

Without even thinking about it, Lawrence refused outright, he was not willing to admit this.

"You are not telling the truth."

Madeline spat out a comment, then picked up her bag and walked forward on her own.

Lawrence likewise stood up, tilted his head and drank up the black coffee in his cup, then muttered

something.

"Isn't it obvious?"

He looked puzzled, torn for a moment, before driving out in his sports car.

When they arrived at the school, there was a strange movement from outside the entrance.

After parking the car, the two of them got out of the car together and were in the long corridor of the

school building.

The building exploded as female students from all classes poked their heads out of the windows just to

admire the stunning faces of the two.

Lawrence's expression was flat, without the slightest ripple, while Madeline constantly waving and

greeting her classmates.

"Madeline looks great, she actually smiled at me just now."

"Yeah, yeah, she just smiled at me too. Gosh, that's why I came to Noble College."

Everyone screamed even louder in the face of Madeline's charming smile.

Finally, the two arrived in senior class A. In the pile of love letters and gifts on the seats, Lawrence had

nothing but buns in his eyes.

At the sight of the buns, his apprehensive heart finally felt peaceful and the corners of his mouth

involuntarily curled into a smile.

"Did I just see it wrong? Lawrence, who has always been known as a high and cold prince charming,

just smiled. That's amazing, isn't it?"

"You're not wrong, I suddenly saw it too. It seems to be even more handsome when he smiles."

"Oh my God, I'm going to pass out. Hold me up, hold me up."

The girls in senior class A chattered loudly.

"It seems that my brother is more popular than me." Madeline said jealously.

Lawrence laughed and didn't say anything.

Sitting in his seat, he picked up all the love letters and gifts, without the slightest emotion on his face,

and threw them straight into the bin.

All that was left on the empty table was the crumpet.

At the sight of this scene, the onlookers were in an uproar, confused as to what was going on.

"Is it because Lawrence likes bun?"

"Get a pen and record it, and next time make sure you deliver the bun."

"Yes, this is an important key, hurry up and write it down so that we can sell this news."

The students of the Senior A class have taken pens and started taking notes.

Lawrence opened the bag of the bun, regardless of the eyes of others, picked it up and started to eat it.

When he had almost finished eating, the teacher came into the classroom.

It was a language class, which was a bit boring to say the least, and Lawrence basically reads

everything by sight, so for him, the language class wasn't that difficult.

At this point, the teacher chose the students who have recited the text on the screen.

"Lawrence, you have been chosen, so please stand up and recite the text to all the students."

The teacher called up Lawrence in a nice voice.

After all, he had to respect his divisional commander, so Lawrence put down his phone.

"I see that Madeline and Lawrence has been playing with phones and have never read the book, I

heard that they have not even flipped through them, how can this be memorized?"

Classmates murmured cautiously from the sidelines.

Madeline understood that her brother could not forget anything, so she continued to keep her head

down and swipe Weibo.

"Okay."

Lawrence responded.

"Well, then you can start reciting the text to the class now."

The teacher said with a nod.

"However, I would like to ask the teacher which text I need to recite?"

Lawrence said indifferently.

At this comment, the language teacher's expression was hard, his face slightly tinged with pique, but

he answered.

Not even knowing which text to memorise, and presumably not being able to do so, the language

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But in the next moment, Lawrence's words would make him even more furious.

"What page is it on?"

As he spoke, Lawrence pulled a language book out of the drawer.

The students looked closely at the language book, which looked very new and had not even been

turned over a page.

"Lawrence, I hope you can respect me in the future. I have said these things clearly last Wednesday,

don't ask me until now, and if you can't recite them, you will be punished by copying them a hundred

times."

The language teacher said angrily.

He understood that the two of them were exceptionally gifted, but the recitation thing was a matter of

using one's brain to death and had nothing to do with being gifted.

"I can recite it."

In the face of the language teacher's scolding, there was not a single rise and fall in Lawrence's eyes.

"You don't even know the first page, the text has over eight hundred words in total throughout, are you

sure you can recite it? Don't be stubborn, just copy the book."

The language teacher said disgruntledly.

"If I say I can recite it, I can recite it, don't you even give me that chance?"

With a light smile on his lips, Lawrence asked a rhetorical question.

"Yes, teacher, the least you give Lawrence a chance."

The class leader is Lawrence's fan girl, so naturally she spoke for him.

"OK, OK, OK, it's the same result anyway."

The language teacher said impatiently, and after a slight pause, he then looked at Lawrence.

"The text is on page 156."

After receiving the answer, Lawrence lowered his head and then turned the book to page 156.

After successfully flipping over to where the text was located, and after a few casual glances, he closed

the book again.