When Du Leng walked out of Class 1 (9) of high school, Cheng Mo was still in the focus of discussion. Most of the students in Class 9 were not short of money. Although they were not as generous as Xie Minyun, the basic models at home were all BMW Seven Series or above. Of course, some parents were on Audi, and parents had higher status in the class, so this situation could not be generalized.

But no matter who it is, it is impossible to be so righteous. It is natural to say "Convert it to Chinese currency for me". If it is a mobile phone, it can be considered a bet, but if it is directly calculated, it means that it is obvious that you can buy it with money.

This seems to be an extremely shameful thing in everyone's eyes. Most children of this age pay attention to face. What is money? Face is the most important.

In fact, in junior high school, high school students love face more than adults. At this time, they do not understand that the world revolves around money. They do not understand how precious and hard-earned money is. So it is natural that nothingness such as "face" has become something bigger than the sky.

But the world of students is very small, so all the trivial things are not small for them.

As for the strange eyes and lowly discussions around him, Cheng Mo'an seemed to have nothing happened. For him, face is naturally important to have no money.

Moreover, he could not understand the brain circuits of his peers. It was not that embarrassing to collect mobile phones. It was embarrassing to collect money of the same value. It seemed as if anything was a shameful thing to do with money, but here in Chengmo, money is the greatest tool.

He is a plain man and is only interested in all evil money.

Besides, he didn't think Du Leng's 8,000 yuan price is very expensive.

You must know that he must face Xie Minyun's difficulties and Shen Mengjie's ridicule. "Do you think this money is easy to make?" This is what Cheng Mo wants to say to the people who are eating melons at this moment.

Cheng Mo continued to do the questions, and Fu Yuanzhuo behind him was typing on WeChat and said, "Fuck! Another interesting thing happened just now!"

The person with the avatar of Shin-shishi crayon replied, "Can you not listen?"

Fu Yuanzhuo said: "No, no, this is so funny! Do you know that Du Leng's smiling tiger came to our class just now to invite Cheng Mo to attend his retarded children's party on Children's Day... guess what?"

Crayon Shin-hsien sent a little yellow man covering his eyes and said, "If you ask this, isn't it just Cheng Mo who rejected Du Leng!"

Fu Yuanzhuo said: "He refused the first two times, but he didn't!"

Crayon Shin-chan said: "Oh? What's so strange about this? Du Leng still has the ability to seduce people."

Fu Yuanzhuo typed quickly and said, "That's because you were not there. If you could see Du Leng's expression on the spot, you would know that he must be very upset... Haha! Do you know! He paid the money and Cheng Mo agreed... Du Leng likes people who usually like to pretend to be able to settle anything and everyone will give him face. Today, someone asked for money naked, and I don't know what I think..."

Crayon Shin-hsin also replied with a string of smiley expressions covering his mouth, and then said, "This Cheng Mo is really interesting. He didn't plan to go to Yuelu Mountain for a party, but now I'm a little interested in going to see it."

Fu Yuanzhuo said: "Damn! Tongtong, you lie, didn't you agree to go to Xiangjiang for a shopping trip together on June 1st?"

"I'm just talking, there's no final decision yet! I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to ring the bell!"

"Tsk! You are like a good student!"

"Shh! I am really a good student in Changya..."

"I said are you tired? You are all dressed up! Are you reincarnated in a drama genius?"

"Fu Yuanzhuo, I think you're itchy... Haven't you tasted the taste of being beaten for a long time?"

"It's time for class! Let's chat next time!" Fu Yuanzhuo immediately took his phone into the drawer, pretending that he didn't see any angry expressions from the crayon Shin-hsin behind.

So when he was over, he opened the dialog box of his mobile phone and Crayon Shin-chan again, and there were hundreds of angry expressions in the dialog box. He smiled and cried, and told him on WeChat that the two of them were not friends yet and needed to pass verification...

Fu Yuanzhuo couldn't help but smile bitterly and patted his cheek and said to himself: "You're so mean, you're so stupid! Now things are going on..."

In the third class, Fu Yuanzhuo quietly escaped from the back door before the teacher finished class. Everyone was used to this scene. Everyone would be surprised if Fu Yuanzhuo didn't do anything out of the ordinary one day.

Then the bell rang. As the teacher finished class, countless people with happy expressions stood up. Some were calling to play basketball, some were calling to play football, and some were discussing in a low voice about several rounds of LOL.

The girls were discussing where to eat some snacks, which jewelry store has a cute little item today, or go to a cold drink shop not far away to have a cold drink, and the new store manager at that store is very handsome...

The noise of noisy footsteps echoed in the corridor, and occasionally the sound of basketballs hitting the terrazzo floor. The girls' silver bell-like smiles and the boys' cheers formed a song about youth. How simple is happiness at this time.

You can experience it after school.

Cheng Mo can also understand that when he gets home, he will know part of the truth, truth, and words like truth, and ignite the enthusiasm of people like Cheng Mo.

Maybe there is still money.

Cheng silently packed his schoolbags. When the people in the classroom were almost dispersed, an elf-like girl walked into their classroom in the slanting sunshine. Outside the window was a green swaying in the wind, with tiny dust in the golden lines, and there were white chalk handwritings that were not wiped off on the blackboard. The red flag in front of the teaching building was waving in the fierce wind...

All these originally ordinary scenes suddenly became vivid and dazzling because of her appearance. However, Cheng Mo did not look at the girl who was facing the light carefully, but only vaguely heard her asking where the seat of Fu Yuanzhuo, the student who was on duty, was.

When the girl walked out of her dazzling eyes, she looked far less beautiful than looking far away. Her hair was a little chaotic and curled, and there were a lot of freckles on her fair cheeks. Like Cheng Mo, she wore a large black-framed glasses. In short, she did not have the pure texture of a girl.

Except for the slender and slender torso with a very young figure as the airport, the word crystal clear and clear has nothing to do with her. Cheng Mo didn't know where the inspiration of that moment came from.

Then Cheng Mo saw a scene that made him feel terrifying. The girl with a little messy hair with black-framed glasses like him walked straight to Fu Yuanzhuo's seat, opened the window, raised Fu Yuanzhuo's chair, and stuffed it out of the window.

With a "bang", a chair worth a thousand learning points was lying on the corridor of terrazzo, and many passers-by were looking at this side.

Then the girl, who was about the same height as Cheng Mo, tried to lift Fu Yuanzhuo's desk, like a bunch of winding green vines trying to lift the stones pressing against her body, but her power was a little too weak.

So she turned to look at Cheng Mo and said, "What are you looking at? I don't know how to come and help?"

Cheng Mo recalled that the theorem that the degree of trouble is proportional to the degree of beauty seems to be at fault, which reminded Cheng Mo a joke: One day, Feynman received a call from Professor Wheeler of Princeton Graduate School.

"Fehman, I know why every electron has the same charge and mass," he said.

"Why?"

"Because they are all the same electronics!"

...........

Yes, because they are all women.

Cheng Mo thought to himself.

Then he picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom without looking back, with his pace fast.
Chapter completed!