Chapter 137: Why should the local tyrant be embarrassed
Sure enough, after Bao Xiaosong's words went out, the reaction of the classmates became stronger.
"Will you build this house in the future@包小松?"
"Is there an internal price for students to buy a house@包小松?"
"In that place, the house price should be 30,000 or 40,000 yuan in three years. ”
"Not only that, but now the surrounding area is close to 30,000, and in three years, I think it will go straight to 50,000. ”
"Fifty thousand? I can't afford to buy a toilet for three years without eating or drinking. ”
"Hug the boss's thighs and ask for an internal price in the future. @包小松"
"My sister will get married next week, can you lend me that BMW as the main wedding car@包小松?"
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Bao Xiaosong naturally didn't reply to those Aite himself one by one, it was enough to pretend to be forced here, and he could completely anger that guy Ge Tian.
"Hostess, have a small bowl of beef ramen and a little more coriander. Bao Xiaosong put his phone in his pocket and walked into a ramen restaurant.
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Besides, Song Qian, after seeing the photo posted by Bao Xiaosong, he felt a little familiar with the place, but he didn't remember where it was for a while. However, as soon as I tried hard in my head, my stomach barked.
Indeed, it was almost twelve o'clock, and lunch had not yet been eaten.
Look around, hey, there's a ramen restaurant just around the corner.
Ramen is such a thing, it is affordable and full, you won't get tired of eating too much, and you will think about it if you don't eat it for a long time. Okay! I'm going to eat ramen.
"Boss, big bowl of ramen, more beef. As soon as Song Qian entered the door, he shouted at the proprietress with dark skin and obvious plateau red on her face.
"Okay, you have to add two dollars to the extra beef. "The hostess's voice is very strong and heartwarming to listen to.
"Okay!"
The ramen restaurant is not big, there is only one storefront, and there are seven or eight tables in the store, and there are not many people after the meal at about this time, only two tables in the back, one person sitting in each room, all with their backs to the door.
Song Qian then found a middle position, pulled out a plastic stool from under the table, and sat on it with one leg crossed, facing the door.
The ramen actually comes out quickly, but the wait can always be a bit boring, especially if you're alone. Song Qian had to take out his mobile phone again.
Sure enough, the group was still chattering, but the topic didn't seem to continue to revolve around Bao Xiaosong's fortune.
So I flipped through the chat history.
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"Damn! The local tyrant has a big bag, a hundred. ”
"I only grabbed a piece of two, below the average!"
"I'll take a look first, the more likely it is to end up with a big bag. ”
"The local tyrant deserves to be a local tyrant, as soon as he makes a move, it is a hundred, and I have to move bricks all day. ”
"Where is it so easy to make money moving bricks?"
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It turned out that a few minutes ago, Ge Tian sent a red envelope for 47 people with the words "See you at the class reunion this Saturday", and returned all the members, which immediately brought everyone's attention back again.
"Everyone changed their nicknames to their first names to make it easier to communicate. Ge Tian sent another one.
As soon as the local tyrant spoke, everyone began to change their nicknames.
Song Qian couldn't help but hold his forehead: Although there are people talking to this high school group from time to time, when has it been so lively? Sure enough, like rich people pretending to be forced, free parties and large red envelopes are all proper weapons for warming the group.
Click to view the red envelope collection, 47 red envelopes, 42 have been received, according to the situation of everyone changing their nicknames, Song Qian found that Ge Tian did not receive it, Li Zhenzhen, Bao Xiaosong did not receive it, of course, he did not receive it, and there is also Zhao Jun.
"@包小松, you may not be able to wait until the end to get the biggest, so you should take it. Ge Tian squeezed.
Bao Xiaosong, who is also in this ramen restaurant at this time. Because he felt that eating ramen was not a beautiful thing, he chose the innermost position, and his back was still facing the door, and naturally he didn't see Song Qian who entered the door later.
While waiting for the above, Bao Xiaosong did not forget to peep at the screen, and of course he also saw the big red envelope sent by Ge Tian and Aite's own words.
Bao Xiaosong slandered in his heart: Don't say 100 yuan in red envelopes, just give out 300 yuan or 500 yuan, those people grab it and empty it, at most they just compliment a few words of "local tyrant", what's the point?
The real pretense is to achieve the best effect at the lowest cost.
As for waiting until the end to grab a big bag, Bao Xiaosong does have this idea, because the previous 42 bags, except for one three-yuan eight, there is no big amount, and there are 5 left, but the total amount is more than 28 yuan, so the possibility of becoming the king of luck is really great.
As long as you grab more than five yuan, the money for this ramen meal at noon today will be considered Ge Tian's out.
Bao Xiaosong thought so, but still did not move. He looked up at the price of ramen hanging on the wall, and just ordered a small bowl of ramen, five yuan.
"Your small bowl of ramen, more coriander. A deep middle-aged woman's voice sounded in Bao Xiaosong's ears. Then, a bowl of ramen noodles full of coriander was placed in front of Bao Komatsu.
"Why don't you have any beef?"
Bao Xiaosong flicked the coriander with chopsticks and muttered with displeasure.
"Yes, you go down there and fish it out. The middle-aged woman is still very polite and deep.
Bao Xiaosong picked out a few thin slices of beef with a disgusted face, and raised his voice by a few decibels: "Just order beef, also called beef ramen?"
The middle-aged woman was silent, after all, it had always been like this, and she also put more coriander at the request of this guest.
Of course, Bao Xiaosong also said that, five-yuan beef ramen, there are noodles and coriander and really beef, what else can you ask for?
While burying his head in eating, Bao Xiaosong continued to brush his existence in the WeChat group: "Which one is Li Zhenzhen, the flower of our class?"
"I remember it was the one with the villa by the sea. Someone replied.
In fact, there are only a few people who have not changed their nicknames and have not received red envelopes, one Ge Tian, one Zhao Jun who often bubbles up to lend, one Bao Xiaosong, one with a messy nickname I don't know who, and one is naturally Li Zhenzhen.
"Really?"
"Yes, it should be this. ”
After determining the class flower of the year, Bao Xiaosong immediately Aite Li Zhenzhen: "Weekend class reunion, are you coming?"
As soon as Bao Xiaosong's message came out, it immediately aroused a strong reaction from the students.
"I remember that Bao Xiaosong chased Li Zhenzhen very hard back then. ”
"Anyway, I only remember that Bao Xiaosong cut the queue every time to give Li Zhenzhen a meal, he is big, and I can't beat him. ”
"Bao Xiaosong is cooking for Li Zhenzhen? It feels like the sun is coming out in the west. ”
"It's a meal, not including vegetables, and the rice doesn't cost money......"
"No wonder, I'll just say. But I remember that Ge Tian also chased Li Zhenzhen, and also sent a large bouquet of roses. ”
"There are too many people chasing Li Zhenzhen, which of you dares to say that you didn't like Li Zhenzhen openly and secretly?"
"I only remember that Song Qian chased Li Zhenzhen before, and he confessed downstairs in the dormitory in winter. ”
"I heard it was streaking, right?"
"I didn't see it, I said it was naked. ”
"I saw it, I saw it with my own eyes, I ran naked, I was naked. The one who said this was naturally Bao Xiaosong, he had always sworn like this.
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Seeing this, Song Qian's face was already dark. Can you stop mentioning the matter of naked running and confessing? If there was really one back then, forget it, the key is that there is really none!