After dressing up as a wealthy and pitiful little man, I hold the Shuangwen script in my hand

Chapter 162 My car is several times more expensive than theirs

A gentle yet dangerous voice rang softly beside his ears.

--give up!Give up this world! !Cruel and desperate, what else can you do?You did your best! !give up!Fix yourself and get out of here.

And at this moment, a hand squeezed Du Huai's wrist.

When Du Huai reacted, he was holding a utility knife in his hand, aiming at the artery in his neck to cut down.

Du Huai put down his hand in shock, and looked at the person in front of him strangely.

He has seen the famous "Black Sunday" on the Internet. It is said that after listening to this song, some people will feel great pressure and want to die.

Du Huai didn't feel anything when he heard it.

The so-called black death music is nothing more than an exaggeration by netizens.

However, this piece of music by An Zizhen.

Obviously so smooth, so sweet, so beautiful.

But inexplicably brought him into the environment of death.

Du Huai looked at An Ziyu in shock and fear, and immediately stood up in panic and fled.

……

Pei Sheng heard people say that An Ziyu let people in to start a small stove without authorization, so he came over to take a look.

I thought I could see some outstanding big shots.

As a result, I didn't see any teachers, only met a homeless man in the corridor.

Dressed in tatters, with a thick beard on his face, he lowered his head and hooked his back when he walked, and it seemed that he picked up too much garbage on weekdays.

Pei Sheng grabbed the homeless man and turned to look at the waiter not far away.

"What's the situation? Homeless people are also brought in? What's your service level?"

The waiter was embarrassed, "Mr. Pei, this is not a homeless man, but Miss An's teacher."

Pei Sheng looked at the homeless man intently.

Such a beggar-like character is a teacher? ? ?

Are you kidding me?
"Mr. Pei, this time is not when you are in class, is it?"

Pei Sheng raised his head, and saw An Zizhen standing there, looking at him with a half-smile.

Pei Sheng had a dark face and looked at this bright girl with disgust.

It looks good, but it makes him feel really disgusted.

"An Ziyu, this is the pre-competition training for the piano competition. All the people who come here are rich people. Why did you bring a homeless man here? If the word spreads, you are shameless and I will be shameless. What do you take the competition for? Gang of beggars?"

An Ziyu looked at him indifferently, "What's none of your business?"

Pei Sheng, "You..."

An Ziyu's eyes were filled with contempt, but his voice was inexplicably cold.

"You take your class, I learn my piano, what are you worried about?"

Pei Sheng let go, and pointed at An Ziyu's face angrily, "Okay, let's wait and see, I'm going to tear off your hypocritical mask at the piano competition."

After speaking, Pei Sheng left in a rage.

An Ziyu was left with a wrinkled face, "I'm hypocritical?? Haven't I always been a kind little cutie?"

Du Huai was speechless, "..." You think too much.

……

The special piano training ended in a few days.

There are various parents who come to pick us up.

It is said that he came to pick up the children home, rather than that he came to show off his wealth.

The scene is either a Ferrari, a Porsche, or a pink Rolls Royce.

Wen Zeyu silently leaned next to An Ziyu, "The surname is An, what kind of car should we pick up?"

An Ziyu turned his head and looked at him lazily, his pretty lips curled up slightly, "Our car is several times more expensive than theirs, and we have a dedicated driver to pick it up, and the brand of the car is known across the country."

　Guess what car it is?

　　Hahahahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)