Shenhao starts with a reverse crit

Chapter 104 Little Devil Feng Yangyang (ask for a monthly ticket)

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In the piano classroom.

Several girls gathered together, discussing all kinds of gossip in whispers.

This is the atmosphere at the Academy of Art. Classes are very free, and teachers generally don't manage classroom order very much.

Unless it is the kind of boring cultural courses such as classical music history, similar to the current practical exercises, they generally love to practice but not to practice.

Feng Yangyang put his hands in his pockets, looking like "I look a little like before".

He Jingyi tilted his head and said, "Our boss is the one with hundreds of millions of dollars. Even he is so polite to Lu Xiaochuan. Can you imagine what kind of golden turtle Lu Xiaochuan is?"

"So, listen to me obediently, don't dream, Lu Xiaochuan is a man you can't get, a rich second generation of that level, there are only two or three girls in our college who are worthy of it."

Feng Yangyang looked displeased, and retorted: "You mean my family is poor, and it's not right to be in a poor household. You can speak directly, there is no need to go round and round, hum."

He Jingyi speechlessly stretched out his hand and lightly pinched the soft flesh on Feng Yangyang's waist, and said in a low voice, "I'm not worried about you. If you like his money, I won't talk about it, but you just want to talk to me about it." I said you like him?"

Feng Yangyang pursed his lips and said capriciously, "I just like it."

He Jingyi rolled his eyes, picked up his phone and swiped it, and didn't bother to persuade him anymore.

That's right, she is the familiar girl that Lu Xiaochuan met at the racetrack yesterday.

At that time, she was wearing a mask and a racing sun visor on her head. Lu Xiaochuan couldn't recognize her, and she didn't dare to say hello.

The reason for hiding it is that I don't want my classmates to know that I am working outside.

Afraid of shame.

It's not that he wants to play some secret love game with Lu Xiaochuan.

And her reason for working part-time is also very simple. After she got the R3, she realized that it is not cheap to own a motorcycle.

She just ran in the garage for a few days, and spent a month's living expenses on tires, engine oil and gasoline, and now she is very poor.

at this time.

The girls by the window suddenly turned around and said, "Yiyi, that middle split is looking for you again."

He Jingyi was startled when he heard the words, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and he turned his head sideways to look at the corridor outside the window.

Feng Yangyang also sat up straight, took a look with his head, frowned and said, "Is that the disgusting man you mentioned?"

He Jingyi nodded, and said: "Yesterday his wife scolded me, saying that I seduced him. Meeting such a person is really bad luck for eight lifetimes."

The middle part outside the corridor is Zhao Jiale, this girl deliberately dressed up like a two-dimensional handsome guy today, she is obviously born in the 90s, but she still wants to pretend to be a post-00s, 27-year-old, no matter how greasy you look.

Feng Yangyang's big eyeballs rolled, and he immediately thought about it.

"Yiyi, let's do this..."

Feng Yangyang leaned over and whispered, He Jingyi didn't care at first, but the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, "Hey, it has to be Yangyang, I'm tired of it!"

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after class.

The first canteen.

Before entering the door, many students will intentionally or unintentionally look at a cool supercar parked at the door.

Yellow big cows are rare, and this car seems to have been modified, the rear wing is so handsome, and the side skirts are so handsome...

The student party doesn't understand these things, so they think everything is so handsome.

in the cafeteria.

He Jingyi and Feng Yangyang sat on one side, and opposite sat Zhao Jiale who had oily hair and noodles.

"You two beauties, you don't go to the Michelin three-star restaurant, just to eat this distiller's lees fish?"

"Why, Zhao always looks down on the craftsmanship of our canteen chef?"

Zhao Jiale looked at Feng Yangyang, who was lively and talkative, and said with a smile: "Why, I just think it's a waste. You don't know how much a ticket in that restaurant is now selling for a seat that was booked with great difficulty."

"How much?" Feng Yangyang asked strangely.

Zhao Jiale showed the e-ticket number he found, and said proudly: "Look, I spent more than 3000 in advance to treat you to a meal. If you don't go, this ticket will also be invalidated."

He Jingyi and Feng Yangyang looked at each other, but they couldn't tell that this greasy, middle-parted man was quite rich.

However, it's only more than 3000 yuan, so you have to be so arrogant.

When Lu Xiaochuan emptied the shopping cart for us, he didn't even blink his eyes.

Sure enough, where there is comparison, there is harm. This greasy uncle has been completely abused.

Feng Yangyang's eyes fell on the distilled glutinous fish and glutinous glutinous rice balls in Zhao Jiale's bowl, and seeing that the food was almost finished, the corners of his mouth twitched triumphantly.

But this is not enough.

Dare to pester my Yiyi, hum.

Feng Yangyang went to buy a few more cups of lemon black tea, and went to the convenience store to buy a bottle of Bai Xiaobai.

I poured one-third of white wine into Zhao Jiale's cup of iced black tea, and added three packets of coffee mate white sugar to it.

Zhao Jiale was bragging to He Jingyi about how awesome his current company is, so he took a deep sip after taking the drink.

Maybe it's because of drinking all the time, my taste buds are a little out of order, but I think this cup of iced black tea is quite delicious.

I didn't care why it was so sweet, I drank it up in a few minutes, and I still looked like I was still unsatisfied.

"Okay, we still have class in the afternoon, Mr. Zhao, why don't we talk next time?"

After receiving Feng Yangyang's signal, He Jingyi got up and said.

Zhao Jiale glanced at his watch, and deliberately pulled up his cuffs so that the two of them could clearly see that he was wearing Vacheron Constantin.

"Oh, it seems that we still have a good chat. It's already 1:[-], okay, how about I take you to the bar to have fun at night?"

Just as He Jingyi was about to refuse, Feng Yangyang said with a smile, "Sure, you can send us the location directly tonight."

Zhao Jiale was overjoyed when he heard the words, and looked at Feng Yangyang with a little more fiery eyes.

Since He Jingyi is not easy to deal with, why not choose someone else.

Although this Feng Yangyang is cute, he is not weaker than He Jingyi in terms of figure and appearance, tsk tsk, the headlights are quite big.

Feng Yangyang had a smile on his face, and his mother was critical.

If it weren't for the smooth implementation of the plan for a while, I would want to slap my mouth now.

"Goodbye to those two beauties, see you tonight!"

Zhao Jiale sat in the car with a smile on his face, enjoying the envy from a group of young people around him, and he was already fantasizing about the evening show in his heart.

After he leaves.

Feng Yangyang walked aside and found a boy with acne marks all over his face, and asked pitifully, "Student, can you lend me your phone?"

The boy with acne marks had never seen such a scene before, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

Feng Yangyang took it with a giggle, and dialed 110 in front of the boy.

"Hey, Uncle Policeman, there was a sports car just now, he scratched us, yes, the license plate is gold A33606, I think he drank alcohol, when he scolded us, we all smelled alcohol, in Jianye University City, I see him running towards the city."

Boy with acne marks: (っД)っ!!
hang up the phone.

Feng Yangyang returned the phone to the other party, pouted and said, "Student, you can't betray me, or I will be very sad."

The boy with acne marks nodded and shook his head again and again.

He Jingyi couldn't stand it anymore, so he quickly dragged Feng Yangyang out of the cafeteria.

"Hahaha, just wait and see, you still want to invite us to dinner and clubbing, I will let him eat in prison!"

"Yangyang, isn't it too much for us?"

Feng Yangyang said indifferently: "He is not afraid of a man with a wife who goes to school to hook up with little girls. What are you afraid of?"

He Jingyi thought so too, thinking of yesterday when she was scolded as a 'bitch girl', she felt angry.

Obviously he didn't do anything.

(End of this chapter)