Your brother will take you to lie down and win

Yuren has several cafeterias with a complete range of Chinese and Western food. Even so, many students still eat outside the school.

Feng Rui doesn't pay much attention to his meals. The meal card is in his schoolbag, so he can easily find it. He's going to find a cafeteria to eat casually.

At this time, the news of his brother came again, and I specially picked a point to remind him: the first canteen serves western food, the second canteen has rice, noodles, and rice bowls, and the third canteen can order food.

Feng Shuwen: Brother, according to your taste, I sincerely suggest you to go to the second canteen.

Feng Rui also sincerely sent a photo of the English paper of this monthly exam to his precious brother whose English is not a hundred, with three words attached: do it again!

Feng Shuwen is playing tricks: You don't even care if I eat or not?

Feng Rui: If you pass the exam like this, eat dirt.

Feng Shuwen: ...

Although the words were ugly, Feng Rui went to the second canteen, ordered a bowl of noodles with his card, and found an empty seat with the plate.

As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, the classmate Yu Qian, who partnered with his brother's shoes, sat down opposite with a plate and made his second appearance.

"Guess what," Yu Qian came up and said without even saying hello, "I found another buyer for those shoes, and they are real, and the asking price is one hundred and fifty higher than the previous one."

Feng Rui thought to himself that he shouldn't suggest his precious brother to eat dirt, but to eat shoe leather.

Yu Qian belongs to a person who talks a lot, and he can sing a play by himself, regardless of whether the person on the opposite side keeps silent, so he continued: "In a few days, I will be able to brush shoes on the official website again, don't forget to set a time, your Hand speed, I am still very relieved, hehe."

Feng Rui didn't say anything.

Although he doesn't want Feng Shuwen to do anything other than study at school, young children have their own social life, and it's inconvenient for him to take care of it, and he can't intervene, let alone destroy such communication unilaterally from his own standpoint.

What's more, one size is one size, and although flipping shoes is not good, this partner looks pretty good.

So there were a lot of conversations in the face-to-face, and the topic was always around the surplus money from selling shoes, Feng Rui didn't say anything, just ate the noodles in silence.

Suddenly remembered something, Feng Rui raised his eyes: "What's the size of the pair of shoes you just mentioned?"

"Huh?" Yu Qian wondered, "Don't you know? Are you really fooled by your brother?"

Feng Rui: "How big is it?"

Yu Qian: "Size 43."

Feng Rui: "I want it."

The understanding of Yu Qian: I will not sell it.

The rest of the money and chopsticks were all put down: "My buddy, you didn't do business like this."

Feng Rui knew what surplus money meant, and explained: "I bought it, and sold as much as I should, and divided the money earned according to the old rules."

Yu Qian said "Huh?", and his little head turned: "Then if you want it, can I raise the price even more?"

It was Feng Rui's turn to ask back: "Is this how you do business?"

Yu Qian: "Brothers are still clear about the accounts, are you buying or selling?"

The abacus was crackling, "Then three people want that pair of shoes now. If there are three people, we can make a group bid."

Looking at the remaining money this time, Feng Rui saw something interesting: this kid is completely different from his brother. His brother is the kind who is occasionally heartless, not shrewd enough, and has no heart.

No, Yu Qian's shrewdness is in his eyes, and the eyeballs roll around, just thinking in his heart, and the calculations are all open accounts, and he doesn't play tricks behind his back.

Feng Rui's brain circuit as a brother is also very clear: it's not bad to know such a smart partner outside of the class.

Feng Rui: "There's no need to recruit people to bid, you can just make a one-buy price."

Yu Qian looked at Feng Rui's composure, his eyes lit up, and he said "Yo", "Dude, you've been cut into a fool, you've been cut out of your mind."

Feng Rui: "One price."

Yu Qian patted the table lightly in his hand: "Two thousand and six."

Feng Rui thought for a while, took out his phone, "Wait a minute."

Feng Rui found another shoe dealer, and told Feng Shuwen that he bought the pair of shoes they were selling, and gave him a one-buy price, two thousand six, for the remaining money.

Feng Shuwen: Fart! 【withdraw】

Feng Shuwen: I mean he set prices randomly.

Feng Shuwen: Brother, don't listen to him!

Feng Rui asked him to give a price, and he went to counter the price. Feng Shuwen: Two thousand!Two thousand cannot be more!

Feng Rui looked up at Yu Qian: "Two thousand."

"..." Yu Qian said, "Brother, we agreed to sell you? Our cost is already two thousand."

Feng Rui didn't talk nonsense: "Well, give me the shoes, and I'll transfer you three hundred."

Yu Qian thought for a while, then nodded readily, "Alright."

In this way, the transaction was concluded: Feng Rui took the shoes and earned [-] yuan from the remaining money. Feng Shuwen worked hard from staying up late to snatch the shoes to paying for the shoes and transferring them. Finally, he paid [-] yuan and got nothing else.

Oh, another three hundred was lost, because he transferred the three hundred to Yu Qian with his mobile phone.

Feng Shuwen: "????"

The shoes are gone, it's nothing to lose money, he didn't go to school for most of the day, and someone replaced him, Feng Shuwen felt that he had made a profit.

He was just curious whether he took the shoes to wear himself or gave them away.

Feng Rui: Don't meddle in the affairs of high school students.

Feng Shuwen: ...

Yu Qian also casually asked Feng Rui after lunch: "Hey, did you buy the shoes as a gift? Who are you giving them to? Your brother."

Feng Rui: "No." Although his shoe size is also 43, there is no reason to wear such expensive shoes.

It was for Huo Lingran.

First in class in the monthly exam, first in grade, and first in the debate competition led by the team. With so many firsts, Huo Lingran called him "brother" since he was a child, and he, the landlord brother, had to show it to some extent.

So after dinner, on the way back to the classroom alone, Feng Rui messaged Feng Shuwen, asking him to take the shoes and some fruit to Grandma Huo's house, deliver the shoes, and take a look at where the family needs help, so he can help.

Feng Shuwen exploded: send him? ! ! ! ! ! !

Feng Rui: What are you trying to express with so many exclamation marks?

After a while, Feng Shuwen: I won't go.

Feng Shuwen: Send it yourself.

Sometimes Feng Rui really thinks this brother is stupid.

Feng Rui: If I can't deliver now, it means you are delivering.

Feng Shuwen made a phone call, with a suddenly enlightened tone, as if he just realized: "That's right, I am you, you are me, I am not actually giving it to you, but you are giving it to me."

Feng Rui was speechless when he heard his slow tone: "Did you turn the corner? Turn the corner and deliver the shoes."

Feng Shuwen still refused: "Why? It took me a week to get those shoes, they are so expensive, why should I give them to him?"

Feng Rui: "I gave it to you, not you. I gave it to you."

Feng Shuwen was still asking: "Why?" Dissatisfied, "Brother, you have never given me such an expensive thing."

Yes, I have never given my brother such expensive shoes. I just sent my brother more than 100 million yuan to this top private school. As a result, my brother's final monthly test scores and the school recruited by the school were exempted from tuition fees and received scholarships. Pa "face each other across the sea".

Give you expensive ones?

A feather duster is about the same.

Feng Rui said in one word: "Go!"

Feng Shuwen just hung up, and after hanging up, he sent a message: Brother, Huo Lingran and I really don't know each other well.

Feng Shuwen: To tell you the truth, I don't like him, and he doesn't like me either.

Feng Shuwen: And I think he seems to hate me.

Feng Rui looked at that disgusting sentence, and lightly paused on his feet.

The two children are not familiar with each other and have a normal relationship. Feng Rui knows a little bit about it. In fact, not to mention that they don't get along much. For so many years, Feng Rui only saw Huo Lingran occasionally.

In the early years, when the rent was collected, every month passed by, and I would visit the grandparents and grandchildren by the way to see if there was anything that needed help. You can almost see him, and he even tutored Huo Lingran in his homework.

Later, Huo Lingran gradually grew up, and the child's strokes were fast. After the age of twelve or thirteen, he grew to 1.7 meters almost overnight. He looked like a big boy. He could carry it with his hands and shoulders, so he didn't need Feng Rui to help him. Plus, with the convenience of mobile phone transfers, Feng Rui's visits gradually decreased.

Occasionally passing by there to have a look, Grandma Huo was always at home alone, and she couldn't see Huo Lingran, but she could see the certificates he took home.

Grandma Huo was relieved, and Feng Rui was also happy for them.

After that, it is the senior high school entrance examination.

With the best grades in the city, Huo Lingran was specially recruited into the unified recruitment department by Yuren Private School under the condition of exempting tuition fees and full scholarships. Feng Rui was busy spending money on Feng Shuwentong's relationship to choose a school, and only sent messages on his mobile phone. The message congratulated Huo Lingran, and Huo Lingran replied: Thank you brother.

Afterwards, they only saw a few times, Feng Rui was busy managing the house and his younger brother, while Huo Lingran was always in school.

The last contact was a month ago, and it was still through the mobile phone. Huo Lingran transferred the rent to him. Feng Rui took the money and asked him: how are you doing recently?How is grandma.

Huo Lingran replied: It's all good.

Feng Rui saw that the child was not talking much when he was a child, so he teased him deliberately: Ling Ran, why don't you shout anymore?

Huo Lingran: Everything is fine, Brother Feng Rui.

At that time, Feng Rui looked at Huo Lingran's typed out his name, and laughed at it.

When I was young, I was called brother, brother, then brother, and now I add a brother with my first name and surname.

Bigger is different.

As for what Feng Shuwen said, Huo Lingran seemed to hate him.

Hate?

how come?

Feng Rui walked into the classroom while thinking.

When he raised his eyes, the boy who was still thinking about it just now was in front of him.

Huo Lingran is back, the debate competition ended yesterday, and the high-speed train arrived at school at noon this morning. (/competition/challenge/blame▽//home/)

He didn't wear a school uniform, a simple long-sleeved T, trousers, and a pair of black sneakers. He was refreshing. He was sitting on his seat and sorting out the monthly exam papers issued in the morning.

The neighbor on Feng Rui's right, that is, the deskmate on Huo Lingran's left, was discussing the debate competition around Huo Lingran with several other students, especially the essay that he just copied as homework in the morning.

"Huo Lingran, did you write that manuscript?"

"Ms. Jiang talked about your manuscript in the morning. It's really well written and has a rich vocabulary."

Huo Lingran tidied up the table, his response was limited, his expression was flat, and he didn't notice anyone approaching.

The neighbor seat saw Feng Rui at a glance, and snorted at his good friend in the front seat.

The person in the front seat was probably addicted to running, and came again after lunch: "Feng Shuwen, you didn't go to the International Department to deliver a love letter today?"

Neighbor: "I heard that your brother came to school yesterday?"

The front seat: "It really gives your brother face."

Suddenly, there was a "boom", and several books were stuffed heavily into the belly of the table. Huo Lingran, who had been silent all this time, said in a calm voice, "Shut up."

Feng Rui ignored those two thorns, looked at Huo Lingran and raised his eyebrows.

Isn't this still helping?How can you hate it.

It seems that his brother is thinking too much.Unfamiliarity is not familiarity, and it is not enough to hate it.

The next moment, Huo Lingran turned his head and looked over, with clear indifference and displeasure in his glanced eyes. When they looked at each other, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes quickly turned away, he was too lazy to look any further.

Feng Rui: "..."

Well, it's nasty.