Chapter 104 Little Devil Feng Yangyang (please vote for me)
Author: Orange Cat Girl
Chapter 104 Little Devil Feng Yangyang (please vote for me)
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In the piano classroom.
Several girls gathered together and whispered among themselves, discussing various gossips.
The atmosphere here at the Art College is like this. Classes are very free and teachers generally don't manage class order very much.
Unless it is a boring cultural class such as the history of classical music, it is similar to the current practical class, which is generally practiced but not practiced.
Feng Yangyang put his hands in his pockets and looked like, "Look, I look a lot like before."
He Jingyi tilted her head and said: "Our boss is the kind of person with a net worth of several hundred million. Even he is so polite to Lu Xiaochuan. Can you imagine what kind of golden turtle Lu Xiaochuan is?"
"So, just listen to me and stop dreaming. Lu Xiaochuan is a man you can't have. There are only two or three girls in our college who are worthy of such a rich second generation."
Feng Yangyang looked unhappy and retorted: "You are saying that my family is poor and I am not from a good family. You can be more direct. There is no need to beat around the bush, huh."
He Jingyi wordlessly reached out and pinched the soft flesh of Feng Yangyang's waist, and whispered: "I'm worried about you. If you like his money, I won't say anything, but you just follow
I said you like him?"
Feng Yangyang pouted his lips and said willfully, "I just like it."
He Jingyi rolled her eyes, picked up her phone and started browsing without bothering to persuade her.
Yes, she is the familiar girl Lu Xiaochuan met at the racing track yesterday.
At that time, she was wearing a mask on her face and a racing visor on her head. Lu Xiaochuan couldn't recognize her, and she didn't dare to say hello.
The reason why I hid it was because I didn’t want my classmates to know that I was working outside.
Afraid of embarrassment.
It’s not that I want to play some secret love game with Lu Xiaochuan.
The reason for her part-time job is also very simple. After she got the R3, she realized that owning a motorcycle is not cheap.
She just ran around the car park for a few days, and she spent a month's living expenses on tires, oil and gasoline, and now she is very poor.
Just then.
The girls by the window suddenly turned around and said, "Yiyi, that middle-parted guy is here to find you again."
He Jingyi was startled when he heard this, his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and he turned his head to look at the corridor outside the window.
Feng Yangyang also sat up straight, glanced over, and frowned: "Is that the disgusting man you mentioned?"
He Jingyi nodded and said: "His wife scolded me yesterday, saying that I seduced him. Meeting such a person is really bad luck for eight lifetimes."
The middle-aged person outside the corridor is Zhao Jiale. This girl specially 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 born in the 00s. A person in his twenties and seventies looks greasy no matter how he looks.
Feng Yangyang's big eyes rolled, and something suddenly came to his mind.
"Yiyi, let's do this..."
Feng Yangyang came over and whispered. He Jingyi didn't pay attention at first, but the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, "Hey, it has to be Yangyang, 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 bulls are rare, and this car seems to have been modified. The rear wing and side skirts are so handsome...
The student party doesn't understand this, so they think they are handsome everywhere.
In the cafeteria.
He Jingyi and Feng Yangyang sat on one side, and opposite Zhao Jiale, who had oily hair and noodles.
"Two beauties, why don't you go to a nice three-star Michelin restaurant just to eat this fish with lees?"
"Why, Mr. Zhao doesn't like the skills of our cafeteria chef?"
Zhao Jiale looked at Feng Yangyang, who was lively and talkative, and said with a smile: "How could it be? I just think it's a waste. I finally booked a seat, but you don't know how much a ticket in that restaurant can cost now."
"How much?" Feng Yangyang asked curiously.
Zhao Jiale showed the electronic ticket number he found and said with a proud face: "Look, I spent more than 3,000 in advance to treat you to a meal. If you don't go, this ticket will be invalid."
He Jingyi and Feng Yangyang looked at each other, but they couldn't tell that this greasy man with a middle parting was quite wealthy.
However, it’s only over 3,000 yuan, so why should you be so arrogant?
When Lu Xiaochuan emptied our shopping cart, he didn't even blink.
Sure enough, when there is comparison, there is harm. This greasy uncle was completely abused.
Feng Yangyang's eyes fell on the rice wine fish and rice dumplings in Zhao Jiale's bowl. Seeing that they were almost done, the corners of his mouth raised proudly.
But this is not enough.
You dare to pester my Yiyi, hum.
Feng Yangyang bought a few more cups of lemon black tea, then walked to the convenience store and bought a bottle of Bai Xiaobai.
Then he poured one-third of the white wine into Zhao Jiale's glass 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 was when he took the drink and took a sip.
Perhaps because of years of drinking, my taste buds are a bit abnormal, but I actually think this cup of iced black tea is quite delicious.
I didn't care why it was so sweet. I drank it all in a few minutes and looked like I still had more to drink.
"Okay, we have classes in the afternoon, Mr. Zhao, how about we talk next time?"
After receiving Feng Yangyang's signal, He Jingyi stood up and said.
Zhao Jiale glanced at his watch and deliberately pulled up his cuffs to let them see clearly that he was wearing a Vacheron Constantin.
"Oh, it seems that we can still have a good chat. It's already 1:30. Okay, how about I take you to a bar to have fun tonight?"
Just when He Jingyi was about to refuse, Feng Yangyang said with a smile: "Okay, you can send us the location directly tonight."
Zhao Jiale was overjoyed when he heard this, and looked at Feng Yangyang with a more fiery look.
Since He Jingyi is difficult to deal with, why not choose someone else.
Although this Feng Yangyang is cute, his figure and appearance are not inferior to He Jingyi in all aspects. Hey, the headlights are quite big.
Feng Yangyang had a smile on his face, but he was heartbroken.
If it weren't for the smooth implementation of the plan later, I would want to slap him with a big mouth right now.
"Bye bye to those two beauties, see you tonight!"
Zhao Jiale sat in the car with a smile on his face, enjoying the admiration of the young people around him, and he was already imagining the evening's program in his mind.
Wait until he leaves.
Feng Yangyang walked aside and found a boy with acne marks on his face, and asked pitifully: "Classmate, can you lend me your cell phone?"
The boy with acne scars had never seen such a scene before, so he quickly took out his mobile phone.
Feng Yangyang took it with a smile and dialed 110 in front of the boy.
"Uh-huh, uncle policeman, there was a sports car just now, and he scratched us. Yes, the license plate is gold A33606. I think he was drunk. When he scolded a few of us, we all smelled of alcohol. At Jianye University
City, I saw him running towards the city."
Boys with acne scars: (っД)っ!!
Hang up the phone.
Feng Yangyang returned the phone to the other party, pouted and said: "Classmate, you can't betray me, otherwise 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 and quickly pulled Feng Yangyang out of the cafeteria.
"Hahaha, just wait and see, he wants to invite us to dinner and clubbing, I will let him go to jail!"
"Yangyang, are we going too far?"
Feng Yangyang said nonchalantly: "He's a man with a wife who goes to school to hook up with little girls. He's not afraid. What are you afraid of?"
He Jingyi thought the same, and she felt angry when she thought of being called a 'bitch mistress' yesterday.