This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1225 Born to Sing King (5)

  The boy's voice is nice, clear and clean, like the sound of heaven.

   He probably didn't expect someone to stand up for him, and seemed a little nervous.

  Chuzheng pulled back his sleeves and gave him a warning look, the boy's eyes flashed slightly, and he withdrew his hand shyly.

  Chuzheng continued to ask the people on the ground, "Do you want money?"

   "You must lose money!" The old man expressed somewhat euphemistically.

   "Yes, this must be paid."

   "It makes sense to hit someone."

   The onlookers followed suit.

  Chuzheng squatted down and spread the plastic bag in front of him: "There are fifty thousand here."

  The old man's eyes lit up instantly, showing greed, and the few people who helped the old man just now looked at each other.

   "You want to help him pay?" Someone asked: "Is he your friend?"

   "I don't know him." Chu Zheng paused and said something that made everyone want to beat her: "But I have money."

  “…”

   "Now, get up, hit that car, and the money will be yours." Chuzheng slowly pointed to the car she was parked next to.

  The old man didn't quite understand what Chuzheng meant: "What?"

   "You just wanted to touch my car." Chu Zheng said, "I'll give you a chance."

elder:"……"

  Everyone: "..." Are the rich people so boring now? Let others touch their car!

   "Why do you little girl talk!" The old man quickly scolded: "Who wants to touch your car!"

   He was really interested in Chuzheng's car before.

   They do this business, and their ability to recognize cars is much better than ordinary people.

   People who drive good cars generally don’t care too much, and a few thousand dollars is a small thing for them.

   Chuzheng asked calmly, "Do you want money?"

   The old man's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. He looked at the 'passers-by', and they didn't know what information they exchanged with their eyes.

  The old man was moved: "All these for me?"

  Chuzheng: "I speak my words."

  50,000 yuan, which is a lot of money.

   Usually a few thousand yuan is a big order...

   As for the face? How can people like them ask for face, and can they get money by asking for face?

  Anyway, they get the money and run away, and no one can catch them.

  Thinking like this, the old man made a decision in his heart.

   Some of the onlookers were in a group, but there were also passers-by, whose expressions changed when they heard the old man's words.

   "What if you lied to me?"

   Chuzheng took out a bunch of it from the plastic bag and put it directly in his hand with the prodigal aura of 'what I have is money'.

  The money was in his hand, and the old man felt a lot more at ease in his heart.

   didn't care about anything else, he just got up from the ground, and there was still a little bit of howl from being hit just now.

   The old man who touched porcelain was very good at it, so he rammed directly into the Chuzheng car.

   Chuzheng did not break his promise, and gave the remaining money to the old man.

   Everyone was dumbfounded.

  Really...really!

   Is this filming?

   Or a reality show?

   Isn’t there that kind of reality show that is dedicated to filming the reactions of passersby?

   However, everyone searched for a long time, but couldn't find any cameras.

   "Fuck! Beauty, I'll touch a porcelain, will you give me money too!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

   The rest of the passers-by also reacted and started talking.

   "This old man is a professional porcelain toucher, right?"

   "Beauty, why do you do this? He is a liar. He gave him so much money. You might as well donate it if you have it."

  The old man took the money and ran away immediately when everyone was not paying attention.

  , along with the few 'passers-by' who were shouting just now, also quickly disappeared from the crowd.

   Chuzheng returned to the car.

   "How did I lose my family, bastard?"

  【…】

  King didn't want to talk.

  Who taught her that on a horse?

   Who do you want to thank you for? Did you touch porcelain? !

  The King suddenly had a bad feeling...

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  The protagonists have all left, and the onlookers have also dispersed in addition to lamenting that the current prodigal can do everything.

   Chuzheng's eyes fell on the boy.

   He was standing beside the fallen bicycle, looking at her side, but he didn't dare to step forward, looking a little uneasy and hesitant.

   Chuzheng saw a piano case lying on the ground, which had been smashed, and inside was a guitar.

  [Hidden mission: Please get a Shengyan good person card to prevent Shengyan from blackening. 】

   Chuzheng: "??"

who?

   That kid outside?

【Yes. 】The king said: 【Miss, he is the same age as you. 】

   Chuzheng: "..."

   How big is it! !

  【Some people just look small. 】

   Chuzheng: "..."

  You mean I'm not small?

  […] The King decided to shut up, so as not to provoke the young lady who was in a state of explosive barrels at any time.

   Chuzheng tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips: "I don't think this name matches him at all."

   The young man outside looked like a kind of pitiful little boy who was bullied. He didn't think the name Sheng Yan had anything to do with him.

  The boy finally gathered his courage and came over and knocked on the car window.

   Chuzheng dropped the car window, and there were several bruises on Sheng Yan's face, but they had already begun to improve, and it was obvious that he had been injured for some time.

   "Thank you." The young man's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see the meaning of the mission blackening, and he thanked him softly.

   "He originally came for me." Chu Zheng said indifferently: "If you hadn't rushed up suddenly, it would have been me who touched the porcelain."

  The boy gave a soft 'ah', and then exhaled: "Thank you anyway."

   He took a step back and bowed ninety degrees.

   Chuzheng watched the boy's movements until he stood up straight and asked slowly, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."

  The boy was obviously startled, shook his head and said, "No, no, I..."

   "Aren't you in a hurry? Get in the car."

"what……"

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  The teenager is really in a hurry, and he will not ride so fast if he is not in a hurry.

but……

   He reckoned it was too late.

   However, Chuzheng didn't listen to what he explained, and asked him to put the bicycle in the back. The teenager got into the car with the guitar and sat cramped in the co-pilot.

   "My name is Sheng Yan..." The boy tentatively said, "Thank you, you are such a nice person."

   Chuzheng: "..."

Look! I got a good guy card when I first met!

  【Naturally and eggs. 】

   Chuzheng was doused with cold water by the King, and the bubbles in his heart disappeared instantly.

   "You... can I know your name?" the boy asked again.

   "Chuzheng." Chuzheng's tone was slightly cold: "Meng Chuzheng."

   "The name is so nice."

  “…”

  The place where Sheng Yan was going was a company. Chuzheng parked the car outside the company. The boy unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Well, can I leave your number?"

   Chuzheng glanced at him.

   Sheng Yan's face turned red, and he stammered to explain: "I just want to invite you to dinner, thank you, nothing else."

   Chuzheng pulled out the original owner's business card and put it in his hand: "It doesn't matter if you have other meanings."

  The boy gave her a stunned look, then he almost stumbled out of the car and took down the bicycle behind him.

   (end of this chapter)