Liu Nianqiu just posted the news that he had recruited a team member in the group, which immediately aroused dissatisfaction among other group members.
"Nianqiu, why didn't you tell us in advance about this kind of thing?"
"I've heard about the principal's son. He's a loser. Can such a person follow us and let us protect him?"
"I don't care, if he joins, I'll quit!"
There were four people in total, and three people objected.
Looking at the messages in the group, Liu Nianqiu suddenly felt that his explanation was feeble.
I held my cell phone and didn't reply to messages. I just lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
The messages in the group are still being sent non-stop.
"Nianqiu, tell me the truth, have you fallen in love with that guy? I heard that although that guy is a loser, he is very handsome."
"Nianqiu, you can like others, but you like a loser. I will pursue this matter to the end."
"Okay, isn't it just a new team member? Let's get him into the group first and get to know him first."
"Forget it, he is still the principal's son after all. No matter how weak he is, he must have a lot of treasures in his hands. He might be a little prince with many treasures."
Phew!
Looking at the messages in the group, Liu Nianqiu might have thought of something and suddenly laughed.
This smile is truly stunning, as if it came out of a painting.
This kind of girl naturally has her own advantages, otherwise, would she be able to get into Ming Shu's eyes?
Seeing the people in the group saying the harshest words, but finally relenting, she also understood that it was all for the principal's sake.
No matter what happens, you have to give the principal this face.
The principal's strength was so great that even if his team was asked to give Zhang Siyuan special training, they would have nothing to say.
"Okay, I'll get people into the group first, talk to them first, and be careful what they say."
With that said, she had already pulled Zhang Siyuan into the group.
At this time, Zhang Siyuan was eating.
Now that I know how powerful I am, my mood is so good and my appetite has improved.
Listening to the message coming from the phone, I subconsciously took out the phone and took a look.
It didn't matter, but it made him very happy.
I saw that I had joined a group chat.
Group name: Genius Team!
Group members: 5!
Including myself, there were five people in total, but the news was shockingly fast.
"Wow, handsome guy Zhang, it's our first time meeting you, please give me a red envelope!"
"Welcome to our genius team, my name is Su Wei, you can call me Beauty Su."
"Weiwei, a beauty is a beauty. If you insist on adding a big word, it's a bit too much, right?"
"Zheng Yang, please be polite when you speak. When did I offend you and make you spit shit all over your mouth!"
………
At the beginning, everyone introduced themselves, and I felt that the atmosphere in the group was good.
But as we watched, the situation changed and the group turned into a quarrel.
The main ones quarreling were Zheng Yang and Su Wei. As for the other person named He Yanping, he didn't seem to like to talk much. He occasionally sent two messages, always showing expressions and remaining neutral.
Fortunately for Liu Nianqiu, she hasn't said a word since she dragged Zhang Siyuan into the group chat.
It was also the first time for Zhang Siyuan to enter such a group. He didn't know how to communicate with others, so he suddenly said to his mother: "Mom, please give me some change."
Mingshu, who was eating, suddenly stopped what he was doing and stared at him: "Why do you need money?"
"Um, Nian Qiu pulled me into a group, and all the members of the genius team are in it. It's my first time contacting you, so I'm not allowed to give you a red envelope?"
When Mingshu heard his son's words, he immediately glanced at his mouth and asked, "How much do you want?"
"Um... just give me some at will, just to show your appreciation."
If people knew that the son of the dignified president of Yuelong Academy sent red envelopes to people online and had to ask his mother for money, I don’t know how many people would laugh out loud.
But this time Mingshu did not transfer the money to him, but gave him a bank card.
"As an S-class warrior, how can you not have your own account?"
"Start today and figure out how to make money by yourself!"
Zhang Siyuan, who was holding the bank card, looked happy. When he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "What about my current money?"
Mingshu: "Didn't I just say that you should figure it out yourself?"
"Well, it's my first time to meet my teammates. Don't let my name get too bad. Give me a bigger red envelope."
Zhang Siyuan: "..."
He didn't expect that he would get such a result.
I sat at the dining table with my cell phone in hand, and couldn't react for a long time.
If you ask him to take out the money at this time, he won't be able to do so.
Borrow from someone?
What era are we in now?
As for his so-called friends, as long as they talk about money, they will immediately pretend to be dead.
If the son of his dignified principal goes to borrow money from others, who will lend him money?
At this moment, the phone vibrated, and Liu Nianqiu's private message was sent.
"You've already joined the group, why don't you interact with the people in the group? These are our future team members."
"When you enter the place of trial, you need to work together."
Zhang Siyuan looked at this news with a very complicated expression on his face.
After brewing here for a long time, he finally said: "Um...can you lend me ten yuan?"
Liu Nianqiu never expected that after Zhang Siyuan added him as a friend, the first message would be this.
Although she didn't understand why the other party suddenly sent such a message, she still transferred ten yuan to Zhang Siyuan.
Ten yuan is really just a matter of fingertips. For her, it's not even enough money to buy a snack.
Just when she was wondering what Zhang Siyuan was borrowing money for, a red envelope message appeared in the group.
He pressed the receive button almost subconsciously.
Got nine and two dollars!
Good guy.
Looking at the poor five bags and looking at herself as the lucky king, she finally reacted.
Zhang Siyuan lent her ten yuan just to send a red envelope in the group.
Zhao Xiang looked more and more embarrassed, and Liu Nianqiu even thought about returning the money to him.
In a group like this, handing out a red envelope worth ten yuan would be looked down upon.
For these people, the money they earn from going to a trial site can be enough to spend dozens of days in a luxurious hotel.
Ten yuan...
Liu Nianqiu lay on the bed, lifted the sheet and covered his head.
She felt that she was too embarrassed to meet people, and she actually introduced such a weird person into the chat group.
Not only her, but everyone else in the group was also dumbfounded.
Following Zhang Siyuan's unexpected ten-dollar red envelope and his greeting, the group fell into a brief silence.
Zhang Siyuan sat at the dining table, feeling the wrong atmosphere in the group. He raised his head and said to his mother: "Mom, in this kind of group, is it a bit too much to give out a ten-dollar red envelope?"
Mingshu almost spit out the food he just ate.
But she held it back and said, "Not much, just right!"