But the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Yang Zhengyu just said it calmly. But the students had different reactions.

After hearing this, most of the students took a deep breath.

The literature and entertainment industry is a very deep one. If you don’t have the right people to help you get started, you won’t be able to do it well.

Seeing Yang Zhengyu simply buy it, the dangers involved are not obvious to outsiders.

But some people looked at Na Wenwan with greedy eyes.

Wang Fengyuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is a real play named by Yang Zhengyu, worth hundreds of thousands.

The cost is only a few hundred yuan.

Then why not give it a try.

Wang Fengyuan thought about it and laughed in his heart, "Yang Zhengyu, Yang Zhengyu, are you so timid? Just give it a try. It only costs a few hundred yuan."

After thinking about it, Wang Fengyuan slowly followed everyone.

He no longer followed Yang Zhengyu and his group.

Gradually, no one was around.

He walked towards the crowd.

As he walked, he looked back. At first, there was a student who asked him why he didn’t walk with him?

Wang Fengyuan said: "You go first, I'll look over there."

In front is an empty dark area, a newly built commodity city.

Yang Zhengyu has no plans to go. The shops are not open, so there is no need to go.

Wang Fengyuan took a few steps and disappeared into the darkness.

After everyone had gone away, he turned back to the original bench.

There are indeed no classmates of mine around.

He raised his feet and was about to step forward and behind him, when someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"What are you doing, kid? You're being sneaky."

Good guy, this startled him. Wang Fengyuan quickly tightened his head.

When I looked back, it turned out to be He Cong.

Wang Fengyuan said: "I'll go, it's you, brother, you scared me."

He Cong said: "What are you looking at?"

Wang Fengyuan touched his head and said, "It's nothing."

He originally wanted to say something about Yang Zhengyu's treasure appraisal, but the words came to his lips but he fell silent.

Normally he would talk happily, but today he suddenly didn't want to talk.

Usually he follows He Cong as a little brother and listens to He Cong on everything. This time he rarely found out inside information and was determined not to share it with He Cong.

He Cong said: "Where are you going? Let's go together."

Wang Fengyuan shook his head: "Brother Cong, I have other things to be busy with, so you can go first."

"Hey, what do you mean?" Halfway through the words, He Cong sneered: "It would be great to follow Yang Zhengyu now."

"There's no such thing, brother, I really have something to do, so just do your thing." Wang Fengyuan just smiled and turned away.

His behavior made He Cong very confused.

In the past, his name was He Cong, Brother Cong.

Now that he has changed his name to brother, something must be wrong.

He Cong followed him, "Hey, what do you mean?"

"It's really not interesting, brother."

"Okay, you can hang out with Yang Zhengyu. The friendship we have had as classmates for several years is worse than shit." He Cong turned around and left in anger.

Wang Fengyuan shook his head and murmured: "Can you still blame me? It's not your own fault."

Seeing He Cong leaving, others did not leave, but just waited beside him.

Seeing that the number of people around him gradually decreased, and there were definitely no classmates in his class, he walked to the vendor diagonally opposite.

The street vendor seemed to have noticed him a long time ago and raised his head when he saw him coming.

"This little brother, come and take a look at my stuff. Do you like it?"

Wang Fengyuan cannot be said to like it, nor can he say he dislikes it.

He squatted down and looked at the things on the ground.

At this time, it was already dark and he could not see clearly with some weak light. He followed Yang Zhengyu's example and reached out to pick it up, put it in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

He looks like a master chef.

Wang Fengyuan's family was originally in the literary and entertainment business, and he knew a little bit about it.

I have also heard some secrets in the industry, and I know that I have to pretend to be an insider at this time.

He said: "How much does this thing cost?"

The vendor said: "Didn't you see it just now? I'm not lying. If you like it, take away 500 yuan. Your classmate must have seen it just now, he doesn't understand."

The vendors are very smart, and repeat customers are more likely to buy something.

Wang Fengyuan felt a little excited as he listened, and he said worriedly: "That's it. I'll buy this, you can't give me anything else."

The vendor smiled with a serious look in his eyes: "Whatever it is, whatever you buy is yours. Why would I give it to you in exchange for something else?"

Wang Fengyuan nodded with satisfaction. He is also an insider in the industry, so he naturally knows the ropes. If he beats the vendors, the vendors will not dare to look down on him.

Under his gaze, the vendor picked up the bronze cup and placed it in front of Wang Fengyuan.

"Give me the money, this is yours!"

Wang Fengyuan watched the whole process. He took out his wallet from his pocket and took out five hundred banknotes.

Handing the banknotes to the vendor, he didn't blink once during the whole process.

The vendor took the money and took out a UV lamp from his pocket.

After verifying the authenticity of the banknotes, he stuffed the lamp and money into his pocket.

The vendor said: "Would you like me to give you a bag to put your things in?"

"Okay!" Of course Wang Fengyuan was happy.

The vendor gave him a bag, and Wang Fengyuan took it and wrapped it up himself.

"Okay, let's make friends and come and buy from me next time. I have all the good stuff here," said the vendor.

Wang Fengyuan couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Okay, I'll come see you next time."

Then he stood up with a smile, fearing that his boss would regret it, and walked quickly to the dark place next to him.

He walked into the crowd.

He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he felt relieved.

At this time, he was hit hard on the shoulder again.

Wang Fengyuan turned around: "It's you again!"

The person behind is still He Cong. He Cong has been following Wang Fengyuan secretly since the two separated just now.

I saw him buying something in front of a small stall.

He Cong asked: "What did you buy? It was so mysterious."

Wang Fengyuan patted his bag and said: "This time, brother, I sent it."

He Cong heard a sneer and said in his heart: "Well, Wang Fengyuan, you used to call me brother Cong, followed by brother, but now I call myself brother. I want to see what you bought."

He asked again: "Then open it for me and let me see what it is."

Wang Fengyuan said mysteriously: "I can't show it to you. This thing is at least a high-end literary toy. My brother earns hundreds of thousands for 500 yuan, which is even better than Yang Zhengyu."

"I'll go! You're so awesome!" He Cong was shocked by him and was speechless.

Wang Fengyuan smiled: "I forgot my identity, my family is just writing and playing, so this is fake."

He Cong said hurriedly: "Take it out and have a look. I haven't touched high-end literary toys yet."
Chapter completed!