Just before the broadcast gymnastics began, Hong Nanfei, the president of the student union, walked onto the flag-raising platform.

"Students, before the morning exercise, I will announce the results of this year's school essay competition on behalf of the student union...... Huang Pingfan. ”

The award that Huang Pingfan had already taken out and boasted about everywhere was finally announced.

However, it is not grand at all, it is just a little better than 'don't shoot guns, quietly enter the village'.

Although Hong Nanfei is indeed a god of learning, the overlord and mythical existence among students. But students are students, and after all, there are no teachers and principals who speak in person, which is even more shocking.

After the morning exercise, Huang Pingfan was quite disappointed and returned to the classroom with the crowd.

It turned out that what he had been showing off all along, and that was all.

Not only is he only one of the many winners, but more importantly, this so-called award, in the eyes of the school, is just a game for children, and the announcer is just a student.

Huang Pingfan sat on the stool, a little listless in a daze.

At this time, Huang Pingfan suddenly heard a congratulation.

"Huang Pingfan, congratulations on winning the first award in the first year of high school, one of the four masters in the entire first year of high school. ”

Huang Pingfan looked up and saw that it was Liu Hong.

Although compared with Peng Qiuyan and several other top class flowers, Liu Hong is not a first-class beauty, but it is indeed very good.

Beautiful women, flowers and applause, this is the first time that all those who have achieved success hope to get affirmation.

Seeing the little beauty in front of him, Huang Pingfan felt a warm current flowing through his body for no reason, and the whole person was like being beaten with chicken blood, resurrected on the spot, full of energy, and no longer lost his soul just now.

"Liu Hong, tell me, if I take this opportunity to invite the guests of the whole class, is it a wise decision. ”

When he saw Liu Hong, Huang Pingfan naturally thought of Tuo.

Yes, Huang Pingfan once asked Liu Hong to help as a trustee once, so the role of tuo seems to have been set up in Huang Pingfan's heart.

"yes, that's good.

Anyway, you're a boss now.

Since you are the boss and have a happy event at home, you must have a banquet, so it is very natural for you to invite the guests of the whole class. ”

Although Liu Hong's academic performance is not good, his brain is not bad, as soon as Huang Pingfan said this, Liu Hong knew what kind of conspiracy he had.

But such a mutually beneficial and win-win thing, Liu Hong couldn't think of the need to stop it, so he pushed it by the way.

When the first class was about to start, all the students returned to the classroom.

At this time, everyone saw Huang Pingfan walking onto the podium.

"Ugly people are so weird!"

"The existence of the bottom. ”

"Wu Dalang who sells steamed buns. ”

......

In Huang Pingfan's memory, the classmates in the first and second classes of high school in his previous life were basically of very high quality, and all the classmates were very friendly to him.

However, now Huang Pingfan just walked up to the podium and heard many, many very unfriendly words before he spoke.

In the end, it was because Huang Pingfan's hearing was not very good and his eyesight was also very poor in his previous life, so he didn't know that someone was unfriendly to him.

Or, because the reincarnated Huang Pingfan was a little more active than in his previous life, he began to be jealous?

Huang Pingfan didn't know the reason, and he didn't plan to know the reason.

The reborn Huang Pingfan did not like the sadness of the previous life as much as he liked the cold and the sad autumn, and he would not have been shouted "lame B" by his classmate Xuanji in the third grade of the previous life, and he began to give up on himself a little, and since then he has no tragic incident of passion for learning before.

In the face of slander, slander, and insults, Huang Pingfan was like a spring breeze and ignored it indifferently.

"Hello students, as the chairman of Ordinary Food Company, today I received my first award in high school.

Although this is only a small award, it is memorable, like many firsts in life.

Hereby, the chairman of the board of directors decided to take out 200 yuan to invite everyone's guests. ”

No one paid attention to Huang Pingfan's calm and calm, and everyone was attracted by his treat.

Bang Bang Bang ......

There was a round of applause.

"Good!"

"Huang Pingfan is good!"

"Yes, yes, the boss is the boss. ”

"Yes, yes, even if it's a small boss, it's still a boss, it's generous. ”

"Yes, yes, even if it's a failed boss, it's a boss once. ”

......

The so-called applause with mixed reputations is really a bit unpleasant.

But Huang Pingfan doesn't care, because he has his own conspiracy, so whether he praises or slanders, for him, it is a breeze that cares his face.

"Because we're just a rough guy who can't buy things, our hearts aren't careful enough, and we don't have time.

So, I'm going to put these two hundred yuan to Peng Qiuyan, the number one beauty in our class, and entrust her to buy something and invite everyone's guests, okay?"

Huang Pingfan said, walked off the podium, came to Peng Qiuyan's seat, and handed Peng Qiuyan four hundred yuan casually.

"Didn't you say two hundred yuan?" asked Peng Qiuyan with a smile.

Huang Pingfan also smiled naturally and said, "The other two hundred yuan is to pay off your debt!"

"Oh, thank you!" Peng Qiuyan smiled heartily again.

"I should thank you!"

Huang Pingfan said, walked away freely, waved his hand, and did not take away a cloud.

However, just as Huang Pingfan was leaving, he caught a glimpse of Peng Qiuyan's tablemate, the ugly girl Zhuo Li held her mouth and looked very unhappy, as if Huang Pingfan had snatched her toy.

Just when Huang Pingfan returned to his seat, Xiao Mingrui spoke.

"Boy, you can do it, you kid, flirting with girls, it's to the point where you can do everything. Are you sure, is this really good?" Xiao Mingrui said in a weird manner.

"What flirtatious girl?"

Huang Pingfan couldn't turn a corner for a while, although he said that he threw out two hundred yuan, there was indeed a conspiracy.

However, his conspiracy, that is, I hope everyone can pay more attention to his bun stall in the future. Even consciously or unconsciously, incarnated as the support of his bun stall, becoming one living mobile billboard after another.

As for what kind of flirting girl, I'm sorry, because of the double optimization of Guben Peiyuan liquid and the sister of the system, his IQ has dropped a lot, and he doesn't have so much brain power at all, so he thinks about it so thoroughly.

"Huh, such an obvious bridge, such a red fruit routine, who can't see it? It's simply Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it, isn't it just to pursue Peng Qiuyan?

Your way of flirting with girls who are desperately throwing money at it is wrong. We're all just students, how much money can you throw into it?"

Xiao Mingrui doesn't like the way he speaks in the clouds, and he is clear and straightforward as soon as he comes up, and he goes straight to the topic.

"Huh?"

Huang Pingfan was shocked: I didn't expect that our conspiracy would have such a collateral effect?

It's miserable, I remember that Peng Qiuyan's boyfriend is in Western Liang Middle School, and this is the man who will accompany her in Shenzhen for a lifetime.

If we mess around like this, will it make her boyfriend misunderstand, and will it affect her future life?

A good man has a safe life.

Huang Pingfan only hopes that his business operations will not affect Peng Qiuyan's future development, so that good people can't live a safe life, then it would be a great crime.

Huang Pingfan was uneasy by Xiao Mingrui's words, he really didn't want it to affect the life trajectory of a good person who would have a very good life in the future.