I can't get enough to feed you

Ouyang stood in place watching Meng Xiaojiang leave, shook his head from side to side, and realized that the student in the training class he wanted to develop was introverted and didn't like to communicate with others, and he was definitely not the same as him. In the training class, if you want to develop a few younger brothers, you can only choose another one.

Unexpectedly, it was the summer vacation, and most of the teenagers who were about the same age as Ouyang and Meng Xiaojiang were enrolled in the crash course of the art test or the consolidated training course for the existing foundation.

In the first class of Ouyang and Meng Xiaojiang, they found that they were surrounded by a group of elementary school students whose average age was less than 12 years old. They became the two oldest brothers in the basic training class, and they were also extremely popular. , was quarreled by many elementary school girls who was the class grass of the basic training class.

Meng Xiaojiang's social skills are not only very incompetent for adults, but also treat elementary school students equally, but he can't learn to be aloof like Ouyang, so as to get rid of the entanglement of elementary school students' younger brothers and sisters, so every day after class, Meng Xiaojiang was pestered by a group of elementary school students who could go home by themselves to buy ice cream and milk tea.

Ouyang watched coldly for two days, and found that Meng Xiaojiang was indeed a rich second generation, and there was no second peer in the class who could be friends with him. After a few days of being cold, Ouyang joined Meng Xiaojiang's elementary school students were in the eating and drinking group.

The Mengmengda training class is located on the seventh floor of an office building. Next to the office building is a twin building. The function of this building is the opposite of that of the twin brothers. It is a shopping mall integrating eating, drinking and entertainment.

In addition to selling clothes on the first and second floors, and a movie theater on the seventh floor, the shopping mall is full of dessert shops and restaurants. After class at 04:30, Meng Xiaojiang led his primary school students and went to a family with Ouyang. Mid-range dessert shops, the average price is about 30 yuan per person.

When he arrived at the dessert shop, Meng Xiaojiang waved his hand and let the elementary school students order desserts like chattering sparrows. Meng Xiaojiang ordered a glass of mango juice by himself and tried to shrink himself in the corner.

Ouyang crossed his legs and sat next to Meng Xiaojiang. After five classes, Ouyang thought that the elementary school students were stupid and incompetent. The introverted rich second generation otaku is exactly his standard follower on Long Aotian's way to dominate.

After Ouyang sat down, he saw Meng Xiaojiang's slumped buttocks move, adding another centimeter away from him by a very small margin.

Ouyang ignored the other party's "refusal to communicate", stretched out his big hand, patted Meng Xiaojiang's shoulder very familiarly, and said, "Xiao Jiang, you are really generous. I have a classmate who is also a second-generation rich man, so he is stingy. No, not even a bottle of water."

On the one hand, Meng Xiaojiang felt that this Ouyang classmate was not much better, and he had a tendency to be mentally ill when he was aloof to the elementary school students, but on the other hand, Meng Xiaojiang felt that he was always surrounded by elementary school students, I also sincerely feel that it is not easy to have a young man by my side, and I should cherish it.

He nodded and admitted: "I also think I'm very generous. Actually, I don't want to invite you, but everyone is a classmate and they all call me brother. I'm really embarrassed not to invite you."

Ouyang thought that this classmate Meng Xiaojiang was too soft-hearted, a group of little brats just ignored it, the clerk had already come to deliver the receipt in person, Meng Xiaojiang took out his mobile phone, called out Alipay to scan the code, Ouyang eyes One scan, 270 five yuan.

After Meng Xiaojiang paid the bill, Ouyang made a calculation. Meng Xiaojiang had to spend four figures in the past few days. Ouyang's heart skipped a beat. For Ouyang, who lives at home and only has five hundred yuan in pocket money a month, this is quite a huge sum of money.

Ouyang thought about it, and said, "Do you still have money? I'll transfer mine to you."

Meng Xiaojiang put away her mobile phone, heard Ouyang's concern, felt warm in her heart, and felt that Ouyang's character was actually not bad, Meng Xiaojiang replied slowly: "Don't worry, there is still money, except for buying some peripherals. Do it, I don't spend much money."

Ouyang asked enviously and curiously: "Authentic figurines are not cheap, and you will definitely not buy pirated copies. I remember it is very expensive to buy from Japan."

Meng Xiaojiang thought for a while and replied casually: "Clay is still quite cheap. Some limited edition figures are really hard to buy, but you can get them at most [-] to [-]."

Ouyang opened his mouth, and the clerk brought mango juice. Meng Xiaojiang said thank you, turned his head, Ouyang quickly closed his mouth, and smiled slightly: "No way, is it a limited edition after all? How much do you pay for some? , still can’t receive it.”

Meng Xiaojiang nodded, feeling that Ouyang seemed to be very knowledgeable, and couldn't help but open his heart and complain: "Yes, I paid [-] yuan for a figure, but the other party refused to give it to me. Pocket money."

After Meng Xiaojiang finished speaking, he took a sip of mango juice, and saw Ouyang slowly turning his head away with a smile on his face, refusing to look at him anymore.

Meng Xiaojiang didn't think too much about it, because he had already discovered that he was the only student in the painting class of the same age group. Ignoring his initial bright and outgoing appearance, his spiritual world was actually very different from ordinary people, and he would see this Ouyang from time to time. The classmate smiled inscrutably, making people suspect that he forgot to take his medicine again today.

Meng Xiaojiang was sucking mango juice, and two elementary school girls ran over happily to occupy the seat opposite him. The elementary school girls started chirping sparrows, because they liked Meng Xiaojiang and Ouyang very much.

Ouyang was deeply affected by Meng Xiaojiang's monthly pocket money of [-] yuan, and was caught between the two extremes of envy and jealousy for a while. He continued to maintain his icy indifference to the chirping birds of the elementary school students.

Meng Xiaojiang tried very hard to listen to the little sister's words, but she was confused and found that she could no longer keep up with the young man's thoughts.

Meng Xiaojiang thought in his heart, I really want to go home, he is not afraid of too many people in the outside world, what he is afraid of is that among the crowd in the outside world, there will always be some who are not human——

For example, the woman in kimono who is standing in front of the cashier and taking out money at the moment.

Meng Xiaojiang glanced at it, and broke out in a cold sweat in the cold air of the dessert shop. There was a girl in kimono standing in front of the cash register. Looking at it a second time, the kimono girl in Meng Xiaojiang's eyes was naked. All the skin on the body is covered with bruises and purple corpse spots. I saw that the girl's ethnicity is not human.

Next to the woman in the kimono, stood a little girl wearing overalls. She tugged at the hem of the woman in the kimono and looked up. Gritting his teeth, he stood up and walked over.

Aiko took the packaged fruit tea and walked out: "Nanako, the summer sun here is so strong, can you persist in the sun?"