The scumbag looks at me wrong

"Xiao Sheng, you take this card." Fangzheng took out a card from his wallet and handed it to him. "You can buy whatever you want, my aunt and I have a little heart."

"Uncle, I have money." Qi Sheng directly refused, as he still had a lot of cash with him.

"Don't refuse, you don't want your aunt to come and stuff it in your hand, be obedient, take it." Fangzheng stuffed the card into his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "The formalities are all done, the rest You go to the dormitory to tidy up by yourself, I will go back first."

"I'll take you to the door." Qi Sheng raised his foot and followed him.

Fangzheng stopped him and said, "It's not that I don't know the way, what to give, you're just being too polite."

Fangzheng waved his back to him, and walked out of the dormitory building in a suit and leather shoes.

"Qi Sheng, this bed is yours. The dormitory is for two people, and the bathroom is at the end of the corridor." Chen Lieyuan pushed his glasses with thick lenses and pointed to the left.

After Qi Sheng thanked him, he continued to tidy up. There was still class in the afternoon, so he had to speed up and tidy up the bed and the like.

Chen Lieyuan: "Then Qi Sheng, I'm going to the classroom to do my homework first, and I still haven't written an essay, so I have to catch up."

"Well, you go first, I'm coming too." Qi Sheng said without raising his head.

He was the only one left in the dormitory, but his movements slowed down. Instead of going to class to face Wen Si, he might as well go to the classroom.

……

Wen Si kicked the table next to him. Zhang Guanglei, who had just been replaced by the English teacher, came out of the dormitory and asked him, "Is Qi Sheng really staying?"

Zhang Guanglei held onto the table, fearing that the rich man would kick his table away.

"Well, it was suggested by the old class. She felt that it was not worth the time spent studying on the road. My mother was persuaded in this way and took me to the boarding house. Without me, she played mahjong at home every day. I don't know how happy she is. She is still a mother. In her eyes, even a mahjong machine is inferior." Mentioning this matter, Zhang Guanglei burst into tears.

When he was at home, his mother supervised his study every day, unshakable by wind and rain.

Since Li Juan gave the suggestion of accommodation, his mother has been thinking about it for a few days, for fear that he will not be able to eat or sleep well at school.But for his study, he gritted his teeth and gave it away. Without his son at home, his mother no longer needs to supervise him. It feels like life has lost its meaning. I don’t know why I fell in love with playing mahjong.

"Before my mother learned how to play mahjong, I went home every Sunday, and my mother prepared a big meal waiting for me. Now I go back, I don't even have a glass of water, and I don't have time to talk to her when I talk to her. Alas—— "

Wen Si thought to himself, I'll ask Qi Sheng if he's staying, why are you talking so much about your business, I'm not interested.

But in his mouth, he still gave face, "Well, you are so pitiful."

Zhang Guanglei, "..."

Brother, your "um" is really perfunctory!

At this time, Qi Sheng was passing by the corridor, walking towards the classroom, and the windows and glass had afterimages of his figure passing by. Qi Sheng was tall and straight, with long legs, and soon reached the door of the classroom.

Zhang Guanglei saw that Wen Si's eyes seemed to be shining, he rubbed his eyes, and when he looked over again, Wen Si had already lowered his head, digging something into the belly of the table.He had to suspect that he was wrong.

"At the same table, I'll give you a set of papers, a collector's edition, the kind that can be framed as a souvenir after writing, do you want it?"

Qi Sheng, "..." I want your mother, the papers I handed out from each subject are still half the height of a person, and I can't finish writing, and your mother still sends the papers.If you are full, look for a beating!

One month's papers were written every day, and he cut in halfway. Li Juan and the teachers of each subject didn't care about it, and just asked the monitor to hand it over to him at one time. Although there was no deadline, Qi Sheng consciously tried his best to keep up with the schedule.

It is only now that he understands what Li Juan meant when she said don't spend your study time on the road and spend it waiting for the bus.

Even if he finished writing all the test papers that he owed for one month, there are still more than a dozen papers waiting for him in the two days of class, not counting the assigned homework.

Qi Sheng accepted it with a cold expression, thinking, forget it, the debt is not too heavy.

Wen Si feels that Qi Sheng's duplicity is really indescribably cute.

"In the first physical education class in the afternoon, how about we go to the gymnasium to play basketball first?" Zhang Guanglei suggested. He even borrowed the basketball from the class next door for the physical education class.

"Are you sure it won't be an English teacher or a math teacher?" Wen Si is used to it. Every time in physical education class, the physical education teacher is either not feeling well, or needs another teacher to take over the get out of class for something.

Once, the physical education teacher who the English teacher claimed to be sick swaggered past their window and waved to them with a smile.

Zhang Guanglei was puzzled: "Then your father built it into a big playground before he donated the land to the school, just to raise the national flag? Do radio gymnastics? Or is it specially used to give speeches to the school leaders?"

"How do I know? There may be too much money to spend. Back then, a professional financial scammer defrauded my dad of 500 million yuan and ran away with the money. My dad reported the case. The police recovered the money for my dad. I was so happy, I turned around and donated 500 million to the Municipal Bureau, and I also gave 1 yuan in red envelopes to each of the policemen in the economic investigation department, and gave them pennants. Although the red envelopes were returned in the end."

Zhang Guanglei, "..."

This matter is still a magical legend.

The news that Wen Fuwen, the richest man in Fuji City, was defrauded of money by financial fraudsters swept across every corner of Fuji City. He would feel that this matter was very shameful and he would not want to cover it up so that no one would know about it, but Wen Fuwen was different. Not only did he mobilize the crowd to report the case, but after the money was recovered, he went to the city bureau with great fanfare to thank the director of the city bureau. The economic investigation department and the major news media and newspapers rushed to the gate of the Municipal Bureau holding guns, and recorded this touching scene in one fell swoop, and also provided the people of Fuji City with chat topics after tea and dinner.

On the screen, the captain of the economic investigation department had a face of "We don't take the people's needles and threads", and then he was slammed with a dozen thick red envelopes from Wen Fuwen, and the other party patted him with a smile on his face. The shoulder of the captain, "Comrades in the police station have worked hard. You recovered my money in just three days. The speed of solving the case is really fast. We people don't have to worry about encountering financial fraudsters in the future and not being able to recover our money."

The captain was embarrassed to say that it wasn't that they solved the case quickly, it was that the financial fraudster didn't expect that he could defraud money from the richest man, he was so frightened, he was bragging everywhere, some people didn't believe it, and the fraudster got into a fight in a hurry , The two sides squatted into the game together, and they managed to get the money back without any effort. The captain pushed and shoved, "Mr. , the nature changes."

"This is a thank you from the people, and you have to accept it no matter what."

Captain, "..." No, if I accept it, I may be laid off.

The two pushed and shoved each other, the red envelopes fell all over the ground, and there was a solid feeling of hitting the ground, and everyone present felt that Wen Fuwen was worthy of being the richest man, rich and powerful.

Of course, in the end, Wen Fuwen took back the red envelope and presented the pennant to end the curtain.

……

"Brother Wen, are you really not going to fight?"

Wen Si hadn't played for a long time, and his hands were actually a little itchy, but thinking that Qi Sheng had no interest at all, he also shook his head, "Forget it, you can go by yourself."

Holding the ball in his arms, Zhang Guanglei looked resentfully at Qi Sheng, who was brushing the papers, and Wen Si, who was slipping away, before turning and leaving silently.

At the end of the physical education class, it was the physical education teacher. A man who was about 1.8 meters tall and weighed [-] to [-] kilograms insisted that he was uncomfortable, and let them move freely, and specifically asked them to go back to the classroom.

After a whistle, the physical education teacher yelled "weakly", "disband on the spot, go for whatever you want, and gather at the same spot 5 minutes before get out of class ends, of course, except for the students who can't make it back to the classroom."

Heh, Wen Si thought to himself, you think we are stupid, finally let it out once, and go back to the fucking classroom.

"Qi Sheng, are you going to play?" Wen Si stretched out his hand and made a hook to the left, but the hook was empty.

Qi Sheng had already walked towards the classroom with some girls who didn't like sports.

Wen Si, "..." Qi Sheng, you are that fool.

"At the same table, where are you going!" He caught up with Qi Sheng in a few steps, and grabbed his neck, "Go to play ball, you sit in the classroom every day, except for going to the bathroom, have you ever stood up and exercised?" ?”

"Don't fight, it's hot." Qi Sheng shook off his arm, and Wen Si stuck to it again.There are still a pile of test papers on his desk. The difficulty is not difficult, but they can't stand the load, and the simple ones can't be empty. It's annoying to study.

Wen Si was unmoved, and wrapped his arms around his neck, as if putting him in shackles, heavy and tight.

Qi Sheng, "..."

Is this person made of brown sugar, so clingy.

"Go, go. The gymnasium is not too hot. My dad specially installed a central air conditioner when it was built, and even contracted the electricity bill." Wen Si pulled him and ran to the gymnasium.

Qi Sheng, "..." Does this person not understand human speech?

No wonder everyone in the school has a very good attitude towards Wen Si. Feelings are really a god of wealth. The boys who play in the gymnasium are very grateful to Wen Si.

Qi Sheng was still a little unaccustomed to going from the hot outdoor to the cool indoor. He withdrew his hand from Wen Si's and said calmly, "I won't hit you anymore. I'll see you hit me."

The latter sentence successfully blocked Wen Si's mouth.

Wen Si quickly untied the arm from his wrist and the cell phone in his pocket, and piled them all in Qi Sheng's hand, "Then help me look at these two things."

Each of the two things in his mouth is worth a lot.

Qi Sheng found a seat at random and sat down, watching Wen Si join Zhang Guanglei's team, Zhang Guanglei and a few male students in the class even waved to Qi Sheng, motioning him to come too.

Qi Sheng waved his hands at them, and didn't know what Wen Si said, so they did not extend any more warm invitations to him.

Although Qi Sheng didn't play basketball very much, he often watched others play. Wen Si played very well. Among the group of people, he was taller and quicker. The boys in the class surrounded him, and his men kept patting the basketball back and forth, looking for opportunities to "break through".

Taking advantage of the gap left by a boy's side, he quickened his pace and rushed out of the line of defense. He jumped with his arms raised, and a thin waist was exposed under his clothes, which was very coquettish.The ball in his hand was thrown out, and after drawing a perfect arc in the air, the basketball landed in the basket impartially, throwing a beautiful three-pointer.

Zhang Guanglei was excited and dissatisfied, "Brother Wen, when you are pretending to be aggressive, please consider whether your teammates are successful. We will stand next to you. You don't pass the ball, but hold the ball like a calf. Is that your child? Ah! !!"

"Sorry, I forgot about your existence." Wen Si breathed steadily, and this amount of exercise was like a warm-up for him.

Zhang Guanglei, "..." He gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, we have no sense of existence to make you forget our existence.

"Stop pushing, let's start, old Zhang, big money, stop him." A boy was robbed of the ball, and quickly followed the opponent to find a chance to snatch it back, and he didn't forget to shout at the two who were about to fight each other.

Wen Si joined the battle again, as if he had been on a stimulant, he used his teammates as a decoration, and beat the opponent by himself, winning the best player in the game.

"Brother Wen, from now on, no one will play with you. Respect yourself!" Zhang Guanglei and a few male classmates left the basketball gym full of resentment, not to mention the opponents on the opposite side. It is useless if the team can't do one person.

Qi Sheng stood up and returned the things to him, "Let's go, we are going to gather."

"How is my performance? Is it very good?" Wen Si looked like a male peacock who only opened his tail to attract female peacocks, he was very proud and didn't know it.

"Zhang Guanglei and the others are really good at self-cultivation. If it were me, I would have pushed you to the ground and rubbed you. Why don't you let them cheer you up and applaud you? You are alone on the field. You have to let them act as wooden stakes on the field to show how powerful you are. .” Qi Sheng said without looking back.

Wen Si, "..."

He caught up with Qi Sheng and put his arms around his shoulders habitually. Qi Sheng unceremoniously left a shoe print on his blue pants, "Can you please stop touching your feet."

"Don't, good friends hook their shoulders together like this, look at them." Wen Si pointed to Zhang Guanglei and Xu Cui who were hooking their shoulders in front of him, without any intention of letting go of Qi Sheng.

"He is a good friend, but you and I are not. Let go."

Wen Si thought to himself, you and I will not only become good friends, but also roommates, just wait!