When Tang Xinrou came in yawning, what he saw was the scene in front of him.
The girl obediently leaned over the table reading a book, and at the table behind her, two big boys were leaning their heads against each other, playing an old-fashioned red game console, the kind that a certain treasure sends a few dozen yuan.
And play with relish.
The corner of her mouth twitched, passing by Song Yaoyao, she reached out to stroke her soft hair, "Morning, baby."
"morning."
Song Yaoyao calmly reached out to straighten her hair, her voice was waxy.
"What's the matter with them? The poor can only play cheap game consoles worth tens of dollars?" Tang Xinrou pointed to the back table curiously and asked.
Song Yaoyao: "..."
"Tut—"
Shen Xun threw away the game console and sneered, "Are you looking down on my elder brother?"
The hot-eyed Han Jun who was watching from the side immediately picked up the game console and started a game happily.
Not to mention, although the small games inside are old, they are really interesting to play...
poisonous!
Song Yaoyao bulged her cheeks and stared at her quietly, "The game console is mine."
It's still from Mr. Huo, rounded up, it's a gift from the elders!
"Uh..." Tang Xinrou rubbed his nose and changed his words in time, "Hey, my baby has taste, unlike them damn rich people who always buy the most expensive things! Despise them!"
Shen Xun gave her an idiot-like look.
Taking a breath, he glanced at Han Jun and reminded, "Play a round of one hundred yuan, remember to transfer the money to me."
Han Jun shook his hand, and the little man on the screen was immediately beaten to death by the opponent.
"Brother Xun, just for our relationship, isn't one hundred yuan a bit too much?"
"That's right," Shen Xun nodded. Before Han Jun could be happy, Shen Xun added slowly, "Then two hundred will be fine."
Han Jun: "???"
Suddenly, I feel that this game console is not fun at all, even a little hot.
Tang Xinrou chuckled happily, smiled and she stretched out her hand to rub her belly, "Ah, I'm so hungry... Let's go to the cafeteria to eat later, Yaoyao?"
Song Yaoyao glanced at her, silently took out a large bag of snacks from her schoolbag, and stuffed them into Tang Xinrou's arms.
Tang Xinrou: "..."
Shen Xun: "..."
Holding the game console, Han Jun was shocked: "Student, is your schoolbag a treasure chest?"
Why have everything!
He thought for a while and asked, "I want to drink Coke, is there any?"
In fact, he was just joking, asking casually.
Then I saw Song Yaoyao reaching into the schoolbag with her little hand, digging and digging, and after two seconds of touching, she really took out a can of Coke and handed it to Han Jun.
Then she stretched out her white and tender little hand towards him.
Meaning: to give money.
Meeting her dark eyes, Han Jun was silent.
In the end, Song Yaoyao successfully sold a can of Coke for a sky-high price of one hundred yuan, turned around contentedly, and began to study.
Shen Xun smiled sullenly, lying on the table, adding another touch to Song Yaoyao's image in his heart.
little fortune-
The interaction on their side is seen by caring people.
Xu Yue pursed her lips, typing with crackling hands.
Xu Yue: [Is Song Yaoyao crazy poor? Doing business has come to school.]
Song Jingwan was reading a book when the phone in her pocket vibrated.
She quietly raised her eyes and glanced at the podium. The teacher was reading a newspaper and didn't pay attention to the situation under the podium.
She pursed her lips and took out her phone.
Song Jingwan: [What's wrong? (Confuse)]
Xu Yue: [She used a can of Coke to sell it for a hundred yuan, but she didn't know where to take out a game console, and she played a game for a hundred yuan. The ghost knows if Shen Xun has been bewitched by an evil spirit, so he paid the money willingly.]