Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    Since elementary school, Xia Zhiye has been particularly attracted to girls. In junior high school and high school, some small gifts of milk tea cakes are secretly delivered every now and then, and the whole class is not used to it.

    Xia Zhiye's attitude towards this is not to accept it.

    However, the items sent in the past usually have their name and contact information attached, and he knows where to return when he returns them.

      retreat.

    There was really no other way, Xia Zhiye simply closed the shoe box, stuffed it back into the shopping bag, and stood up.

    Song Yan raised her eyes and said, "Where are you going?

    "Lost and Found."

    "?"

    Xia Zhiye picked up the bag in his hand: "This kind of thing of unknown origin is unacceptable."

    “…”

    The origin of what you bought is unknown.

    Anyway, she spent most of her net worth, Song Yan couldn't just watch this thing lying in the lost and found place, and said angrily: "It's all said that someone who has a crush on you may have sent it to you. Oh, how come you don't know where you came from?"

    "?"

    Why did Song Yan suddenly care about this kind of thing?

    Xia Zhiye was wondering, Song Yan added indifferently: "Anyway, you are not bad for these two secret lovers."

    “…”

    After a slight pause, Xia Zhiye seemed to have a little aftertaste.

    Is Song Yan's tone jealous?

    This thing is even more expensive.

    After all, although it's not completely sure whether Song Yan has that kind of intention, but he does have some meaning, so he must be highly conscious about this kind of thing.

    This is the most basic moral literacy and self-restraint of a man.

    So ignoring Song Yan's expression of being so cold that she wanted to punch someone, she smiled softly and spoiled: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who picks up other people's things."

    After saying that, without waiting for Song Yan to stop her, she handed the things over to Kong Xiaoxiao who was about to go to the student union office: "Sister Xiao, please drop by and take me to the Lost and Found Office."

    Kong Xiaoxiao was accustomed to this kind of thing, so she didn't even bother to look at it, she took it directly, and then walked quickly to the office of the student union with a lot of materials.

    Song Yan looked at her back with 1399 yuan and decided to leave: "..."

    Xia Zhiye is a purebred idiot.

    Xia Zhiye also felt very good about himself, feeling that he had withstood the test of his potential future boyfriend's loyalty, sat back in his seat, took out his mobile phone, and asked thoughtfully, "Brother Yan, at noon What to eat?"

    Want to eat your brain.

    Song Yan resisted the urge to beat Xia Zhiye to death on the spot, pulled out a chemistry workbook and slapped it **** the table, and said coldly, "Eat the cafeteria."

    Xia Zhiye stopped when he ordered takeout, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Canteen?"

    "Well, the food outside is not clean, I have diarrhea these days." Song Yan casually made a random reason to try to put it off.

    Xia Zhiye took it seriously, frowned slightly, and reached out to touch Song Yan's stomach: "What's wrong."

    The palm of her hand was pasted to Song Yan's lower abdomen through the school uniform, and the body temperature of the ironing came, Song Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and slapped Xia Zhiye's hand: "Don't touch it. "

    "Seriously, where is the discomfort, here or here?" Xia Zhiye pressed his fingertips slightly, pressed Song Yan's lower abdomen again, and moved two places, the strength was not too light. Heavy, itchy and crispy when pressed.

    Song Yan instantly felt that the direction of blood flow in the lower abdomen was beginning to be wrong, and out of instinct, she quickly knocked off Xia Zhiye's hand again, and even raised the volume unconsciously: "I said, you Don't **** touch it!"

    With a small sound, the classroom, which was not too noisy, instantly became as quiet as a chicken.

    Everyone turned their heads silently, and then saw Xia Zhiye's hand hiding behind the table in the corner of the classroom, not knowing where he was touching Song Yan, and Song Yan, who was touched by him, was blushing. Like anger like anger, beautiful and delicious.

    So three seconds later, he turned back in a neat silence, as if to show that he didn't see anything.

     Song Yan, who was left clean and clean: "..."

    It's really hard to live.

    ·

    Song Yan didn't want to talk to Xia Zhiye all afternoon.

    Little Fatty didn't hear the flirting and flirting of the two for a whole afternoon, and was a little uncomfortable, turned around and secretly asked Xia Zhiye: "Master Xia, why are you annoying brother? ."

    Xia Zhiye tilted his head to look at Song Yan, and said lazily: "Brother Yan, Xiaopang asked me why I provoke you."

    Little Fat: "…"

    You two are flirting with each other, why bother pulling me on the back.

    Fortunately, Song Yan didn't intend to hurt the innocent. He lowered his head and wrote the paper, his fingertips moved quickly, and his tone was indifferent: "If you don't provoke me, you just don't have time."

    As he spoke, he reached into the belly of the table with his left hand, took out a standing card with white characters on a red background and slapped it to the right. The eight characters on the standing card instantly stabbed Xiaopang's pair of scumbags Dog Eye - [closed study, do not disturb]

    "Don't, geezer, you've already beat me up for missing one exam, and you have to study so hard, don't you want to be the top student in the college entrance examination?"

    Little Fatty just wanted to casually criticize these wicked academic tyrants who are trying to continue to widen the gap between the rich and the poor, but heard Song Yan flatly "um".

    I was stunned for a while, but after reacting, Xiaopang asked tentatively, "What does this 'um' mean?"

    "Hmm."

    “…”

    Xiao Pang stretched out his right hand and gave his thumbs up: "As expected of me, I hate brother, with such a grand ambition, you are really amazing in the third. Today you are proud of the third, and tomorrow the third Proud of you."

    "Sorry, I'm not proud of the third middle school." Song Yan interrupted Xiaopang's generous speech rationally.

      He was also a provincial champion."

    Song Yan: "I know."

    Little Fatty: "You know?!"

    "Well, because that's my dad."

    “…”

    Xiao Pang suddenly didn't want to talk to Song Yan very much.

    What is unfair?

    This is unfair.

    So he was to blame for his poor grades?

    No wonder.

    The only thing to blame is his parents who scored a 250 and a 251 in the college entrance examination. His achievement today is a genetic mutation in the history of human evolution.

    "So you are determined to get the No. 1 in the college entrance examination to prove that you are better than your father?" Xiaopang recalled the youth inspirational films he had seen with the grievances of father and son, and made Reasonable guess.

    Song Yan threw out two words without hesitation: "No."

    "Is that because...?"

    "Because my former school's top student in the college entrance examination can get a scholarship of 1 million."

    “…”

    Good reality.

    Scholarships are not difficult to understand, after all, a broken school like No. 3 Middle School can get 200,000 scholarships for a top student in the college entrance examination, not to mention the kind of private schools that Song Yan used to go to with extremely expensive tuition.

    But what is more difficult to understand is that Song Yan, a rich second generation, is so poor?

      On behalf of the scholar."

& nbsp; I am sorry for my frugal pocket money if I fail to pass the mid-term exam.”

    "Good luck then."

    Xia Zhiye didn't care.

    Song Yan did not speak any more, and continued to bury her head in writing.

    Since he entered junior high school, he has already decided that he will not go to competitions or walks in the future, and will only compete for college entrance examination scores.

    Because only with the scholarship can he have the ability to live independently, can he completely leave Song Minghai and live the life he wants to live with dignity.

    So Song Minghai wanted to take back his credit card, and he paid it back without a word.

    He will not deliberately use Song Minghai's money hypocritically, after all, there is still the share left by his mother in the family business, but if Song Minghai does not give it, he will never Pull down your face and take the initiative to ask for it.

    Anyway, it's not like he can't live without Song Minghai's pocket money, so there's no need to suffer from that useless feeling.

    From childhood to adulthood, large sums of pocket money have been clocked into the card at regular intervals, and Young Master Song felt that it was nothing at all.

    It wasn't until he took a large bag of clothes to the dry cleaner at night and was told that the dry cleaning fee was half of his entire net worth, Song Yan fell into a long silence.

    I never cared about the price because of my lavish spending. I didn't expect that when I asked today, it was already beyond my ability to bear.

    Song Yan stood silent for a while at the door of the dry cleaner, and finally lowered her hat, turned into the convenience store next door, and bought a bottle of Blue Moon.

    ·

    Without half a bottle of Blue Moon rubbing, it would not be able to create such a strong effect.

    Xia Zhiye looked at the wet and occasionally bubbling ground, looked at the row of clothes on the balcony that were still dripping with water, looked at the clothes that were still dripping with water on the balcony, and looked at the left and right sideways holding the mop. Fei's face was so irritable that Song Yan wanted to demolish the dormitory on the spot: "..."

    Song Yan felt the silent stare at the door, raised her head impatiently while holding the mop: "Have you seen anyone doing laundry?"

    “…”

    I have seen it before, but I have never seen a laundry that washed the entire dormitory by the way.

      Even the scene of reluctantly washing the clothes is distressing and funny.

    I walked up to the balcony and took the mop from Song Yan's hand: "Why do you suddenly remember to do your laundry?"

    Song Yan said angrily, "The dry cleaner is closed, I'm happy to wash it myself, it's none of your business."

    The dry cleaning shop is in a residential alley that is completely opposite to the school. Xia Zhiye doesn't have a chance to pass by on weekdays. Hearing Song Yan's words, he didn't think much about it and just believed it.

    Reach out the hem of one of the knitted sweaters, and pull the knuckles inward.

    Crash—

    Goooooo—

    In addition to the water that was not wrung out, there were also a string of two, three or four strings of snow-white laundry detergent bubbles.

    Song Yan: "…"

    Xia Zhiye: "…"

    After a while, Xia Zhiye nodded: "I can see that these clothes are also very happy, and they are bubbling with joy."

    Song Yan: "…"

    Fuck you.

    I didn't want to say a word to Xia Zhiye. With a stern face, I stretched out my hand to pull the clothes, planning to wash it myself.

    , asked: "Did you get it when you did the laundry?"

    Song Yan didn't notice it at first, but after listening to him, he followed his line of sight and found that there were many small holes in his fingers, but he didn't take it seriously: " Maybe."

    "It turned out to be a little princess with a pea."

    Xia Zhiye lowered his head and chuckled.

    Song Yan didn't hear clearly: "What master?"

    "Nothing, that is, this laundry detergent is too alkaline, your skin is too tender, and it burns a little."

    "So?"

    "So you go back to bed and lie down, and let the slaves help the young master to wash the laundry." Xia Zhiye smiled lazily as he put away the row of clothes that had been washed and hadn't been washed. came back.

    Song Yan went to grab it with a cold face: "No need."

      Well, tomorrow morning we have to go to the school team to participate in basketball training, so we should feel sorry for me, okay?”

    Xia Zhiye's voice has a unique laziness and sloppy voice, once wrapped in a smile to coax people, it always makes people think that what he says is right.

    Song Yan was still a little concerned about his strength and activity in washing clothes. Once he started to wash clothes again, he might not be able to sleep until two in the morning, so after a hesitation, Xia Zhiye had already walked into the bathroom , by the way with the door.

    Song Yan returned to her seat, took out her mobile phone, and felt that this was not the way to go.

    He can eat in the cafeteria and use the meal card.

    He can do the laundry by himself, but there is Xia Zhiye,

    But there must be many other places to spend money in the future.

    Don't say anything else, let's just say that his [a rich woman with a lot of money] has to pay Xia Zhiye at least 200 yuan every week. ? Otherwise, what if Xia Zhiye went to find those strange good sisters again.

    The thought of Xia Zhiye coaxing other girls with that lazy and laughing voice made Song Yan feel annoyed.

    So in addition to throttling, he must also open source.

      Song Yan felt uncomfortable all over.

    It's okay to play games, but playing with him in terms of his style of play and character is basically equivalent to consumption fraud.

    The best thing left is learning, but how does learning change…

    Learning how to make money.

    Song Yan suddenly remembered that this morning Xiaopang seemed to have said that he spent 80 yuan to buy a review material for some real gods.

    After thinking for a while, Song Yan clicked on Xiao Chuan's WeChat avatar.

    [YAN]: In?

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]:? ? ?

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]:! !

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]: Damn it! Live geek!

    [YAN]:…

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]: We have been friends for two months, this is the first time you chat with me! Omg! I am so excited! Or are you actually Mr. Xia?

    [YAN]:…

    How could Xia Zhiye use his mobile phone? In the eyes of this group of people, has his relationship with Xia Zhiye been so good?

    He and Xia Zhiye are obviously not familiar with each other.

    Song Yan thought and continued to reply:

    [YAN]: No, I am looking for you for something

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]: Oh, okay, bro, what do you want

    [YAN]: What happened to the purchase of study materials you mentioned this morning?

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]: Oh, that is, there is an exam study exchange group in these key high schools in our district. Before each district joint examination, we will exchange information to help each other improve Grades, and sometimes a great **** will come in to sell some learning materials.

    Song Yan thought for a while and replied:

    [YAN]: Do you know who the Great God is?

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]: I don't know, it's all a small account to add to the group, the great **** first uploads a unit of study materials in the group, if you think it is useful, increase the **** small account to buy the rest Some, Penguin transfers, do not disclose personal information.

    [Not allowed to come to Japan]: But why did you suddenly remember to ask this?

    [YAN]: Oh, nothing, just I have a friend whose grades are not very good, and I want to buy one.

      A handsome comparison, push him.

    [YAN]: Well, thanks.

    Song Yan has been called the God of Learning since junior high school, because he is handsome, has good grades, and plays games. He seems to be more relaxed than the kind of scholar who puts himself in the sea of ​​questions every day There are many, but in fact, Song Yan didn't miss the notes that he should write and organize, but he just paid more attention to efficiency.

      A scoring tool.

    Just when he went to Shen Jiayan's house to sort out knowledge points for Shen Jiayan on the National Day, he scanned all his notebooks and archived them. come in handy.

    The group administrator quickly approved Song Yanxiao's application.

    The group was very lively, and news came out, and in less than a minute, it was 99 plus.

    But Song Yan was not interested in chatting, so she sent:

    [Like]: Selling the learning materials for the second year of senior high school. Suitable for the crowd: 1. Stable the first line, trying to hit the heavy cost, but the difficulty is difficult to digest the crowd. 2. Steady on the line, trying to hit the top 5, but the last two big issues played an unstable crowd. 3. Do not disturb below one line. Price: 80 for one subject, 150 for two subjects, 210 for three subjects, 250 for four subjects. Check out the group photo album.

    Just finished posting, followed by a row of question marks.

    [Unable to retrieve name 1]: ? ? ?

    [Cannot get name 2]: ? ? ?

    [Cannot get name 3]: ? ? ?

    [Cannot get name 1]: Where is this newcomer from? It's really crazy, you dare to compare the price to the great **** when you come up?

    [Cannot get the name 2]: Yes, and also a copy of Do Not Disturb offline, performance discrimination?

    [Cannot get the name 3]: Only a fool will buy this without a name.

    …

    [I will not give up until I take the Tsinghua exam]: Sorry, I am that fool.

    [Cannot get names 1, 2, 3]: ? Qingshen, what to say.

    [I will not give up until I take the Tsinghua exam]: Absolutely, really absolutely, I have never seen a study material that has eaten the last two big questions in mathematics so thoroughly, although the trial reading is only a summary The number sequence problem is solved, but the leopard can be seen in the tube. I decided not to buy Dashuaibi this time, just buy this Like.

    [Cannot get the name 1]: What the hell, is it true?

    [The little monster just wants to go to Peking University]: Really! I just watched his physics! Also absolutely! I have added him as a friend, beg him to pass quickly

    [Cannot get the name 2]: Sorry, I went to the trial reading, and I also decided to betray Dashuaibi.

    [Cannot get the name 1]: Then I'll take a look too.

    …

    Everything was as expected by Song Yan.

    He closed the group chat interface, and sure enough he received several friend requests.

    The target audience of his information is mainly middle and upper class students. The audience is actually very limited, so I don't expect much sales, but as long as these customers can be stabilized.

    Song Yan also has confidence in her information.

    However, just after he received the money, he sent the complete study materials to the [Tsinghua University swearing to never give up], and the other party immediately replied with two words: [Fuck]

    [Like]: ?

    [Like]: ?

    [I will not give up until I take the Tsinghua exam]: His study materials have always been the best group in the group before, but they are more inclined to the basic audience than yours, not so suitable for me, but With such a discount, many other people are still more willing to buy him.

    Song Yan cut back to the group and saw a non-mainstream avatar that was very popular ten years ago in the group. The current price is only 68, not 998, not 888, only 228, take home the four subjects information]

    Song Yan:?

    This year, even selling a study material has to be inscribed?

    Just after thinking about it, [the best handsome ratio in the world] said again: In fact, I don't want to deliberately compete with the like, but life is not easy, cats are performing arts, I am really short of money .

    [Cannot get name 1]: Handsome God, what happened?

      Not a man of the world, I'm not worthy of him, so I'm not going to tell him, I just want to give him a present at Christmas in two months to let him know that there was once a little guy who humbly admired him.

    [Cannot get the name 1]: Woohoo, so touched

    [Cannot get name 2]: Come on handsome! we support you!

    [Cannot get name 3]: Yes! Your grades are so good! You must be able to counterattack your life and marry Bai Fumei! come on!

    [The No. 1 Handsome Ratio in the World]: So are you willing to buy my study materials?

    [Cannot get name 1]: Buy!

    [Cannot get name 2]: Buy!

    [Cannot get name 3]: Buy!

    Song Yan: "…"

    He didn't know whether to lament the brazenness of this handsome guy or the stupidity of these melon eaters.

    He was speechless and condensed, the bathroom door opened, and when he looked up, he saw Xia Zhiye holding the basin in one hand and playing with the phone in the other, and came out from inside.

    Although Song Yan doesn't know how to wash clothes, it's not that she can't hang clothes. Seeing Xia Zhiye's appearance, she seems to be busy. Dry it yourself."

    "It's okay, I'll be done soon, I'll dry it, or I'll get your clothes wet." Xia Zhiye said, moving his fingertips quickly on the screen, as if he wanted to return a lot of people information.

    Song Yan couldn't help but glanced at his screen, but with this slight glance, she couldn't take her eyes away.

    Because he saw Xia Zhiye's screen was an interface of a penguin chat group.

    Group Name: Out of Law

    The avatar on the right: Burial of love family kills Matt

    ID above the avatar: The best handsome ratio in the world

    Song Yan: "…"

    So that shameless competitor who sells miserable, shameless, shameless, and shameless is far and near.

     I spent most of my net worth to buy shoes for him, but he still has to compete with himself to give gifts to the people he likes for Christmas.

    Song Yan clenched her fist tightly.

    After a while, he took a deep breath: "Xia Zhiye, let's fight."

    Xia Zhiye, who was counting the money enough to buy a small washing machine in the dormitory for this young master, raised his head blankly: "?"

    What did he do wrong again?

    The author has something to say:  Xia Zhiye: I am loyal, abide by attack and morality, and never accept gifts from others!

    Song Yan: Xia Zhiye is an idiot!

    Xia Zhiye: I am gentle and considerate, meticulous, and I care if my wife has stomach pains!

    Song Yan: Xia Zhiye is a fool?

    Xia Zhiye: I study hard, work hard to make money, and buy a washing machine for my wife!

    Song Yan: Xia Zhiye is an idiot!

    Xia Zhiye: ? ? ?