From the fact that Huang Mao didn't leave and even had the idea of killing someone, Zhao Yu could tell that he was very short of money.
Huang Mao hesitated for a moment and then told the story.
After his description, Zhao Yu understood the situation.
It turns out that Huang Mao met an older brother outside school and often played with him.
Next to the eldest brother, there is a woman who spends all day flirting and posing.
Huang Mao couldn't hold it back and secretly played with the woman once, but was caught red-handed.
The eldest brother was about to chop Huang Mao into pieces on the spot, but was stopped by the younger brother. After some discussion, he finally decided to let Huang Mao pay 100,000 yuan to atone for his sin, otherwise he would be chopped into pieces.
Hearing this story made Zhao Yu feel a little bit bitter. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a fairy dancing.
However, if this is the case, he will become interested.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yu said: "I can help you, but I need to know whether you are worth helping..."
Hearing this, Huang Mao was overjoyed and quickly expressed his stance: "Brother Yu, as long as you lend me money, everything will be fine!"
After Zhao Yu considered it for a moment, he said: "In this way, there is a 20-minute recess in the morning. Big Black Bull will definitely be playing basketball on the playground. You go and take off his pants in front of everyone..." "Big black cow?!"
Huang Mao was shocked, "He is a sportsman. He is as strong as a calf. If I do this, he can't beat me to death?!"
Zhao Yu smiled slightly and said: "You think about it yourself..."
Big black cow, the same session as them, once counted with Zhao Yu, and took the original owner for a meal.
Due to the other party's strength, the original owner could only choose to endure in frustration.
Fortunately, the grievances between the two parties were not deep. After Huang Zilong, the rich second generation, also showed an interesting attitude towards Liu Siyu, Dahei Niu took the initiative to withdraw.
Since then, Zhao Yu has never seen the big black bull again.
Although the original owner is dead, the body that was beaten belongs to Zhao Yu. This place must be found no matter what, just to see if Huang Mao is successful.
After all, he doesn’t believe anyone who says I dare to kill people.
After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he entered the bathroom and started washing up.
Huang Mao stood there, looking at the bathroom door, hesitating in his heart. After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, then he gritted his teeth and said to the inner room:
"I'm going to find the big black cow now. You must keep your word!"
After saying that, he left with a majestic look as if he was going to die.
……
After washing up, Zhao Yu tidied up a little before picking up his textbooks and getting ready to go to class.
"Didi didi~~!"
The phone kept ringing. Zhao Yu picked it up and saw a bunch of notifications for adding friends.
There are men and women, with women accounting for the majority. Most of the verification messages are asking if he really has 10 million, and a few of them bluntly say they want to make friends.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu burst into laughter.
Normally, no one would add him like this, but now it is rumored that he got 10 million from Huang Zilong, and there are so many more people who want to add him as friends. The purpose can be imagined.
All the men were rejected and all the women were accepted.
Zhao Yu coughed, kicked his phone into his pocket, and then left the dormitory.
As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw a bunch of good people who hadn't left yet and were standing guard at the door of the building in groups.
When they saw Zhao Yu coming out, they immediately gathered around him and asked about the gambling.
Zhao Yu was speechless for a while, too lazy to pay attention to these people, and walked quickly towards the teaching building.
Fortunately, these onlookers are just students. They have the courage to come and watch the fun, but don't have the courage to really stop Zhao Yu.
Just like that, surrounded by a bunch of people, Zhao Yu entered the classroom.
As soon as they came in, all the students who were originally huddled in groups raised their heads and stared at Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu was completely unfazed. He glanced around and found that Liu Siyu was already here.
Liu Siyu happened to be looking at him too. When he saw Zhao Yu looking over, his cheeks turned red and he lowered his head shyly.
Zhao Yu smiled faintly and walked towards his seat in the back row.
When he sat down, the students in the front row looked back from time to time, and then whispered to other students, who seemed to have endless things to say.
"Dingle bell~~!"
After a while, the class bell rang, and the foreign language teacher walked in on high heels.
"Class~!"
The classroom gradually became quiet.
The foreign language teacher’s name is An Xiaoqiong. She is in her thirties and looks like a freshly graduated student, cute and well-behaved.
When I came to class for the first time, I was treated as a student by others, and I was teased a lot. In the end, the instructor came to relieve me.
An Xiaoqiong put down her textbook, glanced around the class, and asked: "Is there a person named Zhao Yu in your class?!"
"Yes!"
For a moment, many students turned their heads and pointed in the direction of Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu was startled for a moment, then stood up and said, "Is something wrong?"
"No, no, don't get me wrong~~!"
An Xiaoqiong waved her hands quickly and said with a smile: "Your name is so loud now that even I can't help but want to see who I am. It turns out he is a handsome young man with fine features..."
"Hahaha~~!"
There was a burst of laughter in the class, and most people were still attending class as usual.
Zhao Yu came to class and had nothing to do. He didn’t know when Huang Zilong’s money would be transferred, so he could only wait until then.
"Didi~~!"
Not long into class, the cell phone buzzer rang again.
As before, there is still a prompt for someone to add him as a friend.
Zhao Yu looked around one by one and rejected all the boys first, then among the girls, the ugly ones clicked "ignore" and the good-looking ones clicked "agree".
Just after adding it, the number of messages in the dialog box was 99+. It was not that one person sent 99 messages, but more than 99 people sent him messages.
Zhao Yu scanned down. He didn't recognize most of the people. If he clicked on their profile pictures, they were either cartoons or stolen pictures of hers.
"Are you there?"
"Zhao Yu, do you really have 10 million?"
"Handsome guy, can we get to know each other?"
The chat content is very boring, almost all of them are here for money.
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Just when Zhao Yu was about to close the chat box in boredom, suddenly, a girl with his own avatar also sent him a message.
Song Han?
Zhao Yu raised his head and looked somewhere in the classroom. Sure enough, Song Han saw him looking at him and pointed to his mobile phone.
Is it really her?
Zhao Yu was a little surprised.
The name Song Han was definitely more famous than his name Zhao Yu in the past.
People gave him the nickname Song Wanwan.
This Song Han has outstanding appearance. As soon as he entered the freshman year, he caused a commotion in the whole school and had many admirers.
What's even better is that at the beginning of the freshman year, a list of the top ten goddesses for freshmen was drawn up, and Song Han ranked among the top three, even higher than Liu Siyu.
Originally, the position of the most beautiful girl in Zhao Yu's class could not fall to Liu Siyu. It all happened because of something that happened later.
It was a welcome party. After the process was completed, the school leaders all left, leaving only the people from the student union to organize the students to continue playing.
At the end of the party, a junior senior made 999 roses in front of everyone to express his love for Song Han.
At that time, all the boys shared the same hatred and looked at the senior with daggers in their eyes, while all the girls were filled with jealousy.
After all, the junior seniors were here, and the atmosphere was very good. They sent flowers, sang songs, and made affectionate confessions, which made many girls cry on the spot.
What is surprising is that Song Han remained indifferent and expressionless throughout the whole process.
Until the end, someone held a microphone and asked Song Han to come up and say a few words, whether he agreed or disagreed.
Song Han didn't care about Hu. He directly picked up the microphone and walked to the stage. In front of everyone, he told his criteria for selecting a spouse.
"If you want to pursue me, Song Han, it's very simple. Give me 88,000 yuan of pocket money every month. If you want to hold hands, you must advance a year's pocket money. Without this money, you can get away as far as you want..." p>
A pair of realistic and money-worshiping words directly transformed Song Han from a goddess that everyone yearned for to a money-worshiping girl that everyone yelled at and laughed at.
Eighty-eight thousand per month, which is one million per year, so people gave her the nickname Song Wanwan, which means that as long as you spend one million, you can play with her for a year.
No one knows whether she said this deliberately to dissuade her suitors, or whether she really worshiped money.
Because since then, no one dared to pursue her, even the rich second generation that people thought was indifferent.
At that time, someone also asked Huang Zilong if he was interested in Song Han, but he was told that one million is enough for me to play with a hundred women, and I am missing one?!
It means that Song Han is not worth the price. Of course, it is also related to Song Han's reputation. The joke circulating in the school at that time was that if she has one million, who will chase her Song Han?!
Some rich second-generation people who are rich and ambitious have lost their minds and don’t want to be what people call fools.
Zhao Yu did not expect that Song Han would join him. They had no communication on weekdays.
After passing, Song Han also sent greetings like others.
"Zhao Yu, is it true that you bet Huang Zilong for 10 million?!"
Zhao Yu had seen so many questions like this all morning and almost never replied.
However, because of Song Han's good looks, Zhao Yu buttoned up his phone and replied: "It's true!"
"What about gambling on your life for a month?"
"It's true too!"
Zhao Yu was also a little curious and wanted to know what this woman meant.
Unexpectedly, after a while, I didn’t see any message from her.
Zhao Yu also lost interest and continued to doze off.
Today is not completely fine. In the afternoon, I need to go to a computer class to continue working on artificial intelligence.
"Zhao Yu, come and read~!"
Zhao Yu was sleeping soundly, when suddenly a soft voice came from his ears, waking him up immediately.
When he opened his eyes, he found that An Xiaoqiong was blinking her curved eyelashes and her eyes were only three centimeters away from him.
Zhao Yu's nose twitched and he smelled the smell of jasmine. It smelled very good, and he subconsciously said, "It smells so good!"
An Xiaoqiong's ears suddenly turned red, and she realized that her posture was too ambiguous. She quickly stepped away, covering up her embarrassment with laughter, and said: "You have such a sweet dream, get up and study now~~!"
She was also very surprised. She didn't expect that she couldn't hold back. When she saw Zhao Yu sleeping, she wanted to take a closer look, but she forgot that she was still in class.
Fortunately, no one else noticed anything...
However, I didn’t do anything. Who wouldn’t be curious about a man as affectionate as Zhao Yu?
An Xiaoqiong secretly comforted herself, and after Zhao Yu finished reading, she hurriedly fled the scene and ran to the podium to continue her lecture.
What she didn't realize was that there was a pair of eyes staring at her back in the classroom.
"You are too old to be shameless..."
Liu Siyu opened her mouth and said silently with some disgust. In her eyes, Zhao Yu belongs to her alone, and other people's covetousness is a provocation to her.
Being disturbed by An Xiaoqiong like this, Zhao Yu couldn't sleep anymore and opened his phone again.
He found that Song Han had sent him another message. This time, Zhao Yu was too lazy to read it and swiped down to look at the messages sent by other people.
"Dingle bell~~~!"
After a while, the bell rang. After An Xiaoqiong said that get out of class was over, before leaving the classroom, An Xiaoqiong took a special look at Zhao Yu and found that the other person did not even look at her. He lowered his head to play with his mobile phone the whole time, which made him feel a little disappointed.
Zhao Yu still underestimated how destructive Bingcheng's No. 1 Affection can be to women.
In his chat list, although most of them are here for money, there are still many girls who added him because of that story.
"Zhao Yu, are you free? I want to chat with you..."
"Zhao Yu, are you free? I want to chat with you alone..."
Zhao Yu was looking at the text in the chat box when a voice suddenly rang in his ears. Fortunately, there was a difference in the last paragraph, which made him realize that it was not the phone that had become a spirit, but that the person speaking was right in front of him.
As soon as he raised his head, Song Han was standing in front of him.
"Huh?!"
Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment and did not react.
"Is it convenient for you now?" Thinking that Zhao Yu didn't hear clearly, Song Han repeated: "I want to talk to you alone about some things..."
It was rare to be so close. Zhao Yu took a closer look at her image and found that she was indeed beautiful, even more beautiful than Liu Siyu.
And the voice also has a unique flavor, laziness and a hint of arrogance, which makes people feel an inexplicable desire to conquer.
Zhao Yu pulled the hem of his clothes down, coughed, and said, "Yes, where can I tell you?!"
"Follow me!"
Song Han nodded and turned around to leave. Who knows, but he was stopped by a man in the aisle.
"It's time to watch the show..."
The surrounding students suddenly became excited.
In the corridor, Liu Siyu looked at Song Han with dissatisfaction and asked loudly: "Song Han, what do you mean?!"
Song Han had no expression on his face and said coldly: "What do you mean?!"
Liu Siyu was furious and said angrily: "Do you think I'm dead? Where do you want Zhao Yu to go with you?!"
If Zhao Yu had been called away by other girls yesterday, Liu Siyu would have definitely stayed still and not wanted to care.
But this morning, in class, she also chatted with others for a while.
A best friend told her that she should be careful about Zhao Yu’s 10 million being defrauded by other girls.
At this moment, Liu Siyu was interested. After all, in her eyes, Zhao Yu and Huang Zilong were fighting for her sake.
Although, she also believes that Zhao Yu likes her and loves him.
But after all, we haven’t established a relationship, and we haven’t even held hands.
If there is really a shameless woman who cuts off the money first and then eats it, her 10 million yuan will probably be discounted.
Hearing Liu Siyu's question, Song Han smiled scornfully. She was very tall, 1.72 meters tall, half a head taller than Liu Siyu. She looked down from a high position and said, "Are you Zhao Yu's mother? Are you controlling him like this?!"