After starting the class, Tang Yuan found that it was difficult for him to maintain 100% concentration as usual, which made Tang Yuan, who was used to using all his strength in everything from childhood to adulthood, inexplicably uncomfortable.

Every time there was a break between classes, Meng Zhuofei would whisper a few words in Tang Yuan's ear, and Luo Xiaohai's guy didn't know what to think, so he actually came over to join in the fun, which made Tang Yuan very helpless.

Finally, at noon, Meng Zhuofei and Luo Xiaohai still didn't plan to let Tang Yuan go.

"I have to say yes to my treat, or you're slapping me in the face. Meng Zhuofei stalked and pulled Tang Yuan to go to the cafeteria to eat.

Tang Yuan was speechless when he looked at Meng Zhuofei's fat face, and said in his heart that this face was beaten less?

This guy's gossip spirit can be sung and cried, but if he uses a little bit of it in learning, he won't drag the whole class back with the strength of one person.

In more than a year of high school, Tang Yuan had never eaten in the school cafeteria, and he didn't even know which direction the school cafeteria door was opening.

It used to be a situation that did not allow it, but now it ...... Tang Yuan thought about it, and it seemed that he didn't allow it either.

It is impossible to agree, not to mention that he has had countless rich experiences in rejecting Meng Zhuofei, Tang Yuan is extremely handy when he refuses, and he will not feel a little guilty.

"Don't go!" Tang Yuan flatly refused.

"You're really hitting me in the face. Meng Zhuofei was about to cry.

Tang Yuan didn't know what this guy was thinking, of course it was impossible to satisfy this guy's desire for gossip, so he turned around and walked out of the classroom.

"Let's go to dinner. Luo Xiaohai put his arm around Meng Zhuofei's shoulders and made it clear that he wanted to eat a big dog.

"Luo Xiaohai, are you mistaken, what I want to invite is Tang Yuan, does it have anything to do with you?" Meng Zhuofei sneered, he didn't plan to invite Luo Xiaohai to dinner at all, okay?

Luo Xiaohai has always been very thick-skinned, and he didn't care about Meng Zhuofei's attitude, "It's a big deal, I'll eat what you have leftover, so it's okay, right?"

"Count you ruthless!" Meng Zhuofei was immediately defeated.

......

Tang Yuan quickly walked out of the school and walked home unhurriedly.

As he was walking, suddenly Tang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he saw a familiar figure, who else could there be besides Qingjun.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Qingjun for several days, Tang Yuan missed it very much, quickened his pace, and walked towards Qingjun.

Qingjun was still squatting on the side of the road to eat, although the picture had not been seen for several days, it still gave Tang Yuan a sense of familiarity, and he felt very kind.

This time, Qingjun didn't eat hot and sour noodles, nor did he eat stinky tofu.

Qingjun eats cold skin.

The freshly made cold skin, poured with chili oil, and sprinkled with chopped green onions and coriander, is beautiful in color and flavor, and it is appetizing to look at.

Qingjun's appetite has always been very good, and he ate a bowl of cold skin in three or two bites.

Of course, this is a normal operation that can no longer be normal, and so far, Tang Yuan has not found that Qingjun has a bad appetite.

"Boss, ten portions of cold skin, the speed should be fast. Tang Yuan shouted at the boss at the top of his voice, and then ran over and squatted down next to Qingjun.

Qingjun glanced at Tang Yuan, looked away, picked up the Coke on the side, opened it and took a sip.

"Huh?"

Tang Yuan was stunned, and he didn't know what was going on, but he felt that something was not quite right.

"Do you know Gao Hongquan?" Idle is also idle, Tang Yuan casually found a topic.

"I don't know. Qingjun was expressionless and took another sip of Coke.

"D-class awakened people, they shouldn't be nobodies. Tang Yuan was puzzled, after all, if the D-level was considered a nobody, wouldn't he even be ranked?

"Count. "Who knows, Qingjun said without hesitation.

Tang Yuan was very embarrassed at this time.

But it's right to think about it, Qingjun's rank is too high, and of course it is impossible to look down on the D-rank.

Tang Yuan also thought that it would be better if he could find out who the murderer was through Qingjun and inquire about it, although Tang Yuan was not so interested in finding the murderer. Listening to Qingjun say this, he knew that it was completely useless.

Fortunately, at this time, Liangpi was delivered.

"Eat, I'm in for a treat. Tang Yuan handed one to Qingjun, and he was already very familiar with how to buy a foodie.

Qingjun glanced at Tang Yuan again, but didn't say anything, took the cool skin, lowered his head and ate it.

When Qingjun finished eating, Tang Yuan handed over another one.

Qingjun did not refuse, took it and continued to eat.

The amount of a piece of cold skin is not much, of course it is not too little, Qingjun eats one after another, and in this process, he has never even raised his head.

Unconsciously, Qingjun finished eating ten servings of cold skin.

Tang Yuan was very satisfied when he saw that Qingjun was satisfied, and he beckoned the boss to come over and pay the bill, but Qingjun was faster and took out fifty yuan and handed it over.

"Okay, I'll pay, how can I let you take the money?" Tang Yuan was not happy, and pushed and asked Qingjun to take the money back, but Qingjun's movements were too fast, and he passed him directly to the boss's hand.

It was probably a little difficult to understand the relationship between the two men, the boss was dumbfounded for a while, and he laughed twice, and the voice Tang Yuan sounded a little infiltrating, but Qingjun had a world-weary face from beginning to end.

"Look down on people, this is?"

Tang Yuan was not very happy, and when the words fell, Tang Yuan finally understood what was wrong. His eyes widened, staring at Qingjun and looking at him, "Where did you get the money?"

It's weird.

Hasn't Qingjun always been poor?

Where did the money come from?

Although fifty yuan is not much, it is definitely a huge amount of money for Qingjun, who couldn't even take out five yuan.

"Earned. Qingjun said casually.

Tang Yuan was dumbfounded for a while, and it was difficult to react for a long time.

The style of painting is obviously quite normal, how can you say that it has changed?

It's hard.

What it's like to have money but not be able to spend it.

Tang Yuan had never considered this problem, in the final analysis, it was much easier to spend money than to make money, but now, Tang Yuan knew what kind of experience it was, and he was so depressed that he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

You must know that the only bridge he can maintain a relationship with Qingjun is that he is richer than Qingjun, but Qingjun suddenly has money in his hand, so naturally the relationship cannot be maintained.

"Qingjun, people can be poor, but they must not be short-sighted. Tang Yuanyu was very suspicious, Qingjun's money was not normal.

Making money is never an easy thing, even if Qingjun is an S-level powerhouse.

After all, if it was easy, how could Qingjun be so poor that he couldn't even take out five yuan?

"I, Qingjun, have acted in this life, and I have never suffered losses. Qingjun frowned.

"Probably, it's hard to say who suffers from that kind of thing. After thinking about it, Tang Yuan said hesitantly.

"What do you mean?" Qingjun was very confused, and he couldn't understand what Tang Yuan was saying at all.

"There are some things I didn't want to say originally, but as your best friend, how can I watch you go astray and die?" Tang Yuan sighed.

"Misguided?" Qingjun was even more confused, and he couldn't understand what Tang Yuan was saying.

"All in all, the prodigal son does not change his money, and what happened is in the past. Tang Yuan sighed again.

"So?"

Qingjun suddenly understood what Tang Yuan meant by this, and then his face changed.

"What kind of person do you think I'm in?" Qingjun's face was very ugly.

"Didn't you just say that the prodigal son will not change his money. Tang Yuan was worried that Qingjun would be unhappy, so he emphasized it again.

At this time, Qingjun was completely speechless, he didn't know what Tang Yuanman was thinking in his head, he would actually think in that direction, he was dignified S-level, could it be that he would sell his body for a small amount of money, what a damn brain circuit was this?

After a moment of silence, Qingjun explained, "I'm not as poor as you think. ”

"I understand, I understand......" Tang Yuan nodded solemnly.

“......”

Qingjun's face darkened for a while, he was inexplicably irritable, and he had the heart to explain again, but he was not a person who talked a lot, and at this time, the topic had already been deviated by Tang Yuan, and he forcibly explained, not only could he not wash away his innocence, but it would become more and more chaotic.

This gave Qingjun a headache, thinking that in Tang Yuan's eyes, he was that kind of person?

It's just, why did it leave that impression on Tang Yuan?

"Don't worry, I will never look down on you, no matter what, you are my Tang Yuan's best friend. "Tang Yuan is simply not serious.

"Hehe......"

Qingjun really wanted to punch Tang Yuan's head with one punch to see how long Tang Yuan's brain circuit was, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally endured it.

"And you must not look down on yourself because of this, who can be infallible if you are not a sage. Patting Qingjun on the shoulder, Tang Yuan said earnestly and comfortingly.

Qingjun just couldn't listen to it anymore, because he had the urge to blow Tang Yuan's head again, and the whole person was already on the verge of collapse.

"What's the matter with that Gao Hongquan you said just now?" After a long while, Qingjun finally regained his composure and remembered the question Tang Yuan asked at the beginning.

Tang Yuan just took this opportunity to change the topic and briefly introduced the situation of Gao Hongquan.

"Is it difficult to kill a D-class awakened person in an instant?" Tang Yuan was curious.

"It's hard to say, it's easy to say, it's easy to say, it depends on who makes the shot. Qingjun had a look of pride on his face, this was an area he was familiar with, and he finally avoided the fear of being dominated by Tang Yuan.

"Even if it's the same D-class, it's not difficult for one D-class to kill another D-class in an instant. Qingjun added.

Tang Yuan had taken a photo of Gao Hongquan's corpse before, and he happened to take it out for Qingjun to see.

Qingjun took the phone, glanced at the photo casually, and his face suddenly became weird.