Chapter 83 Song Yaoyao Is Crazy

When Tang Xinrou came in yawning, what she saw was the scene in front of her.

The girl obediently leaned over the table and read a book, and at the back of her table, two big boys leaned on their heads, playing a red old-fashioned game console, the kind that a certain treasure sent in a wallet of dozens of dollars.

And play with gusto.

The corner of her mouth twitched, passing by Song Yaoyao, she reached out and stroked her soft hair, "Morning, baby."

"morning."

Song Yaoyao calmly stretched out her hand to straighten her hair, her voice glutinous.

"What's wrong with them? The poor can only play cheap game consoles that cost dozens of dollars?" Tang Xinrou curiously pointed to the back table and asked.

Song Yaoyao: "..."

"Tsk—"

Shen Xun threw away the game console and sneered, "Are you looking down on my big brother?"

The hot-eyed Han Jun who was watching from the side immediately picked up the game console and started a game happily.

Not to mention, although the mini-games in it are old, they are really interesting to play...

poisonous!

Song Yaoyao puffed out her cheeks and stared at her faintly, "The game console is mine."

It was given by Mr. Huo, rounded up, that is a gift from the elders!

"Uh..." Tang Xinrou touched her nose and changed her words in time, "Cough, my darlings are tasteful, unlike them, the rich goddamn rich people who have to choose the most expensive thing to buy! I despise them!"

Shen Xun gave her an idiot-like look.

Taking a breath, he glanced at Han Jun and reminded him, "Play a game of 100 yuan, remember to transfer the money to me."

Han Jun shook his hand, and the little man on the screen was immediately beaten to death by the other party.

"Brother Xun, just for our relationship, isn't 100 yuan a bit too much?"

"Yes," Shen Xun nodded, and before Han Jun was happy, he heard Shen Xun slowly adding, "Then two hundred is fine."

Han Jun: "???"

Suddenly I feel that this game console is not fun at all, and even a little hot.

Tang Xinrou laughed and laughed, she stretched out her hand and rubbed her stomach, "Ah, I'm so hungry... Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner later?"

Song Yaoyao glanced at her, silently took out a large bag of snacks from her schoolbag, and stuffed it into Tang Xinrou's arms.

Tang Xinrou: "..."

Shen Xun: "..."

Holding the game console, Han Jun was shocked: "Classmate, is your schoolbag a treasure chest?"

Why have everything!

He thought about it and asked, "I want to drink Coke, do you have one?"

In fact, he was just joking, asking casually.

Then she saw Song Yaoyao's little hand reaching into her schoolbag, digging and digging, and after two seconds, she took out a can of Coke and handed it to Han Jun.

Then he stretched out a small white and tender hand towards him.

Meaning: to give money.

Meeting her dark eyes, Han Jun was silent.

In the end, Song Yaoyao successfully sold a can of Coke for a sky-high price of 100 yuan, and turned around satisfied and began to study.

Shen Xun looked at it with a sullen smile. He lay on the table and added another stroke to Song Yaoyao's image in his heart.

Small fortune fan——

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Their interactions on this side are watched by those who care.

Xu Yue pouted and typed in her hands.

Xu Yue: [Is Song Yaoyao crazy? Doing business has come to school. 】

Song Jingwan was reading a book, and the phone in her pocket vibrated.

She quietly raised her eyes and glanced at the podium. The teacher was reading the newspaper and did not pay attention to the situation under the podium.

She pursed her lips and took out her phone.

Song Jingwan: [What's wrong? (/Confuse)】

Xu Yue: [She sold a can of Coke for 100 yuan, but she still doesn't know where to get a game console, or what to play a game for 100 yuan. The ghost knew if Shen Xun had fallen into evil, and he willingly took out the money. 】