Chapter 82 The Money Is Hot

Song Yaoyao, who ran into the teaching building in one breath, slowed down, holding her heavy schoolbag, she smiled suddenly.

He whispered in a tone that no one else could hear, "Then it depends on your performance..."

"Brother, are you a thief? What are you mumbling about here? Tell me?"

"Who?!"

Song Yaoyao's heart was so frightened that she almost stopped beating, she turned her head sharply, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

The boy put his hands in his pockets and smiled at her shyly.

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and raised her hand.

"Say it first, don't slap your face!"

Never thought that Shen Xun immediately took two steps back, squinting his eyes in warning.

Song Yaoyao put her hand on her hair, straightened her hair that was messed up by Song Wenchuan, and muttered silently, "Classmate Shen, are you still awake?"

Doesn't her hand hurt? Why beat him?

Do all of these people suffer from persecution delusions? Shen Xun is one, and Huo Ningxi is another.

She walked towards the classroom with her schoolbag in her arms, and Shen Xun followed her step by step, with a Band-Aid on her face, which was funny and funny.

He seemed to be nothing, and he didn't even care about what other people looked at.

"Don't follow me." Song Yaoyao puffed out her cheeks.

"It's said that if you win, I will be your sidekick, how can you not talk like a man?" Shen Xun complained.

Song Yaoyao: "..."

I'm afraid this man is sick!

She walked into the classroom with her head sullen, Tang Xinrou hadn't arrived yet.

Early self-study starts, the teacher will not stare at this point, it all depends on self-consciousness.

And self-consciousness doesn't exist in Class 3 at all.

Song Yaoyao took out the red game console from her schoolbag and opened it, lying on the table to play the plane battle.

The highest score was still scored by Mr. Huo, which made Song Yaoyao hold his breath, always thinking of breaking the record.

"Song classmate, I didn't expect you to play games in class?" Shen Xun giggled on the table, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Song Yaoyao ignored him and concentrated on playing games.

Shen Xun took out his latest handheld game console and played it twice, only to find it boring. Listening to the sound of the broken game console in Song Yaoyao's hand at the front table, I felt itchy.

Unable to hold back, he poked her in the back.

"Classmate, can you play with me?"

Han Jun rolled his eyes fiercely, thinking that his brother Xun is a jerk? It's getting worse and worse.

"No."

As expected, Song Yaoyao's ruthless rejection was received.

"Hey, don't be so ruthless~"

Song Yaoyao's hand shook, and the plane hit the wall.

A string of English jumped out.

fail!

With a sullen face, she turned around quietly, "Shen Xun, do you want to die?"

"Well--"

Shen Xun was lying on the table, eyes drooping.

"I don't really want to die, but I don't really want to live either."

"Snapped--"

Han Jun's eyelids twitched, watching the book that was glued to Brother Xun's face slipping a little.

I'm done thinking.

Song Yaoyao challenged Brother Xun's patience again and again. He is now patiently afraid that he is going to bottom out, right? I'm going to start a fire--

"Wow, classmate, you are so irritable!"

Han Jun: "..."

Shen Xun rubbed his face, "Just give me your game console to play once, will you?"

Song Yaoyao: "???"

"I can give you the money, one hundred and one rounds."

Song Yaoyao patted the game console in front of him with a sweet smile.

"make a deal."

Han Jun couldn't bear to look directly at Shen Xun, took out a handful of bills and stuffed it into Song Yaoyao. He happily took the game console with a question mark on his face.

Is the latest game console not fun, or is the money too hot?

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