Allow the sweet girl to be presumptuous

Following the boy's words, several boys around burst into laughter. Everyone got used to speaking yellow accents, so they naturally understood the meaning of what the boy said.

Confucius and Mencius:! ! ! !

Kong Meng couldn't say a word when he was bullied by the young man, he could only look at him with resentful eyes.

Kongmeng's family runs a company, and the family is rich. When they first came to No. [-] Middle School, they were dragged for two to five or eighty thousand. They beat up anyone who didn't like it. Until they met Bai Qi, the two met for the first time. There was a fight, and it is conceivable that Confucius and Mencius were the ones who got beaten.

He was unconvinced at first, and found fault with Bai Qi in every way, until in an underground boxing gym, Kong Meng bowed his head when he saw Bai Qi's unafraid of death standing on the stage.

So the two became good buddies and partners, and Bai Qi was also very generous. Every time he won, he would give him fifty or five cents. Sometimes he said not to spend so much, after all, it was Bai Qi's hard-earned money, but Qi said, "You deserve it."

Afterwards, wherever Bai Qi went to boxing, Kong Meng would follow him, receiving matches, and sending him to the hospital. These things were all done by Kong Meng.

Zhang Junyao straightened her body, looked at the boy, and then walked towards him step by step: "Brother Qi, why don't you come and show him what a hole-in-one is?"

Confucius and Mencius spoke bluntly: "Can you demonstrate?"

Zhang Junyao wondered: "How can I demonstrate, I'm not a club."

"But you are a hole!"

At the end of the sentence, there was another burst of laughter, Zhang Junyao showed a shy face, and said angrily: "I'm ignoring you."

The boy picked up the cue that was leaning against the wall, and walked towards the table lazily. While powdering each cue, he said, "Xiao Meng, it costs 100 yuan a shot."

Kong Meng cut out: "Are you willing to ask for 100 yuan?"

"A little bit makes a lot." After finishing speaking, he leaned over to aim, and only heard a bang, and he scored a hole in one.

Seeing Bai Qi scoring several goals in a row, Kong Meng smiled and said, "Brother Qi, can I lose half if I surrender? You are not short of the few hundred dollars?"

Bai Qi ignored him until he hit all the balls on the table into the holes before he straightened up: "Tang Yu, count how many for me?"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the cue and put it by the wall. He leaned against the window and looked out the window. He took out the cigarette and lighter to light himself. Zhang Junyao knew who was the boss here, so she came to Bai Qi's side, He reached out and took the lighter from her hand: "Brother Qi, I'll light it for you."

Bai Qi didn't say anything?
With a cigarette in his mouth, he acquiesced.

In the past two years, he seems to have gotten used to this kind of life, and he never refuses anyone who comes.

Zhang Junyao was overjoyed, and shyly brought the flames to Bai Qi's mouth. Bai Qi looked out of the window, and suddenly, his eyes fell on the face of the girl downstairs holding the flyer and looking up.

He froze all over, subconsciously stepped back, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

It's been a long time since Bai Qi ran away from the boxing gym last time. He was afraid, afraid that he would meet that girl somewhere.

The temperature outside was very high, at least 40 degrees. The girl wore a high ponytail, a white T-shirt and denim shorts, her face was hot and red.

Jiang Shu looked up at the big golden characters, and couldn't help sighing: "Xia Ling, do you think these words are real gold or fake?"

After Xia Ling heard the words, she also raised her eyes and looked slowly: "Well, it should be true. If it is false, it will appear that this entertainment venue is too low."

When Jiang Shu heard this, she leaned into Xia Ling's ear and whispered a few words: "Why don't we find time to steal this gold, and then we will get rich."

Immediately, the two girls laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward.

And when Bai Qi upstairs saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little bitter. His girl would be happy without him by her side.

Zhang Junyao's outstretched hand froze for half a second, then she came back to her senses, retracted her hand in embarrassment, followed Bai Qi's line of sight, and was stunned for a moment when she saw the two girls on the side of the road.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "Hey, isn't that the school belle of No. [-] Middle School?"

As soon as Kong Meng heard the school beauty, he hurried over: "Where, where? I have long wanted to see if I am as good-looking as the photo."

Then when he saw the girl downstairs, Kong Meng couldn't calm down: "Damn, she's so pretty."

Bai Qi frowned subconsciously, seeming a little unhappy.

At this time, Zhang Junyao saw the foreman dripping juice on a girl, and said a little sourly: "Sure enough, she will be taken care of wherever she goes, being pretty."

Bai Qi stared down closely, his face was cold and scary.

"You know her." Finally, Bai Qi spoke.

Zhang Junyao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "No. [-] middle school belle, who wouldn't know her, God really favors her, she has good grades, and she's so good-looking."

Kong Meng interjected: "Brother Qi is impatient with his grades. I heard that he was recommended." After speaking, he stretched out his arm and pushed Bai Qi.

Zhang Junyao looked at Kong Meng in surprise: "Really?"

Kong Meng smiled: "I knew you wouldn't believe it, but Brother Qi is really the top student in our school."

Sometimes Confucius and Mencius couldn't figure out why everyone skipped class together, but Bai Qi was the first in every mock exam.

Now that he figured it out, the brain structure of a bully and a scumbag is different.

Jiang Shu watched the foreman smiling and giving her juice, feeling a little embarrassed, Xia Ling stretched out her hand and pushed her: "Shu Shu, what are you doing? Is the foreman bringing you juice?"

Jiang Shu politely refused, "Thank you, foreman Zhao, I'm not thirsty. Is there still half a bottle of mineral water you gave us?"

Zhao Ziyang took back the juice in his hand with some embarrassment: "That's fine, you all work hard."

He admitted that looking at such a beautiful girl, he had selfish intentions in giving juice.

As soon as Zhao Ziyang left, Xia Ling said bluntly, "Why don't you, when we went in to report in the morning, I looked at the price list for a glass of 58 juices, enough for us to stand here for a day."

"Don't you think I'm standing here for nothing today?"

Xia Ling didn't understand what Jiang Shu said, but she felt a little regretful. If Jiang Shu had taken it just now, she would still be able to take a sip of it. She has never drank 58 cups of juice since she grew up so old.

Until after get off work, Jiang Shu looked at the 50 yuan in her hand, not to mention how happy she was.

Zhao Ziyang said that he wanted her contact information, so that he could notify her next time he had a part-time job. Jiang Shu thought about it and gave him her QQ number.

The two girls walked out of the club, and Xia Ling had a satisfied smile on her face: "Shushu, the feeling of making money is different. Next time I have a part-time job, let's be together."

As soon as the words fell, a staff member ran towards them with a box in his arms: "Wait a minute, little sister!"