50 Struggle for life

Fang Qiong looked at Shen Lang.

looked Shen Lang up and down.

His eyes changed from strange at first to suspicious.

"Shen Lang, are you really stimulated?" After watching it for a long time, Fang Qiong shook her head in disbelief, "Usually you are quite salty, and you don't come to class for more than ten days, but now you suddenly come here, I'm really not used to it, is it that I didn't succeed in confessing last night and was stimulated?"

"Damn! What I confessed to Long Jin'er, why does the whole school seem to know!"

Shen Lang rolled his eyes, he just wanted to be diligent, how could he seem to be wrong!

“......“

Fang Qiong exhaled deeply, touched her full chest, and looked at Shen Lang who was taking notes seriously with a shocked expression in her eyes.

Subconsciously, she looked at her watch.

At half past eleven in the morning,

Seemingly, he shook his head in disbelief and looked at his watch again.

Well, it's still half past eleven in the morning.

For the two whole classes, Shen Lang didn't say a word of gossip, nor did he make any small movements, just listened to the lecture and then took notes.

"Why is the prodigal son so diligent today, ......" Tao Zheng and Wu Xiaohui sat behind Shen Lang together, and Tao Zheng's voice was terrifying.

"When things go wrong, there must be demons!" Wu Xiaohui shook his head and exhaled deeply.

In the past, even if Shen Lang came to class before he made his career, he basically looked like a salted fish, sitting in the last row, and after the teacher took the name, he put up a book and covered his face and went to sleep.

But what about today?

Today, Shen Lang actually sat in the front row, and listened to the lecture and took notes energetically, and even showed a smile, and the smile was not a smile, but a faint, like a gust of wind.

The two silently glanced at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Problematic!

Absolutely, again.

"No, his family's demolition money has almost lost to him. Tao Zheng looked at Shen Lang's back, and suddenly a very likely thought appeared in his mind.

Wu Xiaohui sneered, although he didn't know how much money Shen Lang had, but last time he partnered with himself to do futures, in addition to the principal, he also earned five million, and then invested 1 million in a partnership to open a company, and used a down payment of more than one million to buy a car, at least there is

Three, four million.

How could Shen Lang have no money, just kidding.

......

Return to the dormitory at noon.

"Prodigal son, have you eaten?"

"Eat, what's wrong?"

"It's fine. ”

"Oh. ”

"Masturbating two?"

"Forget it, I still have something to do. ”

Tao Zheng walked to Shen Lang's side, holding a pot of tea, trying his best to show a normal expression, but his eyes glanced at Shen Lang's computer, which was not a live broadcast or an island country love action movie.

At noon, Shen Lang sat in front of the computer, neither playing heroes nor watching TV movies, this is really too supernatural.

It's wrong, it's wrong.

On the table, there seemed to be a few books, and from the names of these books, Tao Zheng knew that this was an economic book.

When did the prodigal son get so serious?

"Is there anything else?" Shen Lang felt that Tao Zheng seemed to be standing in front of his desk and was a little stunned, so he glanced at Tao Zheng strangely.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......" Tao Zheng quickly shook his head and returned to his computer desk.

"......" Shen Lang looked up at Tao Zheng's back, and suddenly felt a little strange.

What's wrong with this Tao Zheng, how do you feel a little weird today.

Shen Lang couldn't figure it out.

He didn't know, most of the people who knew him now couldn't figure it out, how could Shen Lang study seriously all of a sudden, could it be that falling out of love would really change a person?

In the afternoon, Shen Lang went to two more classes, and he finally couldn't stand everyone's surprised eyes. After school, I asked Wu Xiaohui to introduce a few books that the current management company needs, and I took the textbooks and drove back to Villa 8 in Shangyong City.

For five days in a row, Shen Lang did not go out of the door, reading the books annotated by the old man in the morning, reading the economics course in the afternoon, and reading the three business management books introduced by Wu Xiaohui in the evening.

As for the three meals a day, they are all spicy!

Shen Yutang is the younger brother of a Malatang next to the rich community in Shangyong City, when Shen Lang called the store for the first time and ordered a Malatang to be delivered to Villa 8, the boss thought it was a prank of that family.

Will the rich man who lives in the villa order a spicy tang with his own shop?

Holding it and trying it, the boss still asked Shen Yutang to send it.

On the first day, Shen Yutang gave Shen Lang three spicy hot dishes, and saw that the person who opened the door for him was a young man about the same age as himself.

Shen Yutang is all kinds of envy and jealousy of Shen Lang, why is the same person, the same age, he lives in a villa and orders Malatang, and I live in an urban village to send Malatang.

The next day, Shen Yutang sent Shen Lang three more spicy hot dishes in the morning, noon and evening.

Is our Malatang really that delicious?

Shen Yutang expressed skepticism.

On the third day, Shen Yutang sent Shen Lang three more spicy hot mornings, noon, and evenings.

It's just that when I opened the door, I saw Shen Lang's beard and scum, obviously he hadn't washed for three days.

On the fourth day, Shen Yutang sent Shen Lang three more spicy hot soups in the morning, noon and evening.

When I opened the door, I asked about the taste of Shen Lang Mountain from a distance.

, the sour smell is not afraid of stinking the expensive villa.

On the fifth day, Shen Yutang sent Shen Lang three more spicy hot mornings, noon, and evenings.

Shen Lang, who was guarding the door, was pale, and he still had the T-shirt that had not been changed for five days, and the original white had now turned gray.

", that kid doesn't go out for five days, doesn't wash, isn't hiding in the villa and taking drugs!"

On the way back, Shen Yutang was frightened, so he wanted to call the police, and then thought about it, "Forget it, it's none of my business that he sucks to death in the villa, more is better than less!"

On the sixth day, Shen Lang made several phone calls in a row to order food, but Shen Yutang was killed and did not want to deliver takeaways, so hungry that Shen Lang was dizzy and swollen.

"Forget it, anyway, I've finished reading the three books introduced by Brother Hui, so let's just go back to school to improve the food. ”

After washing up and changing his clothes, Shen Lang found that there were a bunch of fast food boxes in the hall that he hadn't thrown away after eating in the past five days, and he couldn't help but shake his head, "Damn, Lao Tzu is also a person with tens of millions of assets now, and this day is more difficult than that of students who have to take the college entrance examination!"

......

When I returned to Su University at noon, as soon as I went to the cafeteria, I saw Wu Xiaohui and the four of them sitting at a table eating.

", prodigal son!" exclaimed Zeng Qiang.

"I'm starving!" Shen Lang sat down, looked at the lunch in Zeng Qiang's hand before starting, grabbed it directly, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Qiangzi, you are going to order one, I requisitioned this one!"

(End of chapter)