Chapter 138: You actually sent red envelopes behind my back

Song Qian was about to defend himself in the group, when suddenly, another red envelope was taken away.

"You actually sent red envelopes behind my back?!"

Zhao Jun?!

Ge Tian immediately sent a message: "Did you have a virus in your phone a few days ago? Or did you lose it? ”

Subsequently, the classmates said that they had received the message and expressed sympathy for Zhao Jun. After all, Zhao Jun has always been relatively active in the group, and his popularity is not bad, but he has not squeaked in the past few days. This further corroborates the fact that his mobile phone was lost or stolen.

Of course, there are also those who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

Bao Xiaosong sucked the ramen noodles in a hurry, and said sarcastically: "Is it cool to be danced by immortals@衡俊?"

At the same time, Bao Xiaosong also became more and more excited, because Zhao Jun, who touched the with his hands, only had eight cents to grab a red envelope, and Geely was in charge of a fart. The remaining four bags are getting bigger and bigger.

"Thornyβ€”"

Bao Xiaosong took a big mouthful of noodles fiercely, shaking his nose and face with soup.

"Ahem!" Bao Xiaosong coughed violently, grabbed the tissue bag on the table, brushed and brushed seven or eight sheets in a row, wiped it on his face, and threw it on the ground with a "pop".

"Da Da Da"

The honest ramen shop proprietress walked over with Song Qian's big bowl of beef ramen, and when she saw the large ball of paper towels on the ground, her face, which had been smiling, stiffened, and then she stepped over.

"Your big bowl of beef ramen. ”

Looking at the ramen in front of him, full of bowls, a handful of coriander, a layer of beef, and the aroma hit people, Song Qian's stomach immediately screamed, put down his mobile phone, took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick box, and quickly ate it.

Song Qian was eating ramen, and the discussion in the WeChat group did not stop.

Although Zhao Jun didn't mean to pay attention to Bao Xiaosong, Bao Xiaosong, who was half-full, became more and more happy, and sent another one: "Could it really be cut, it's so painful that I can't speak at this time, right?"

"Brushβ€”"

A red envelope for 10 people with "Wishing you prosperity" was sent out by Zhao Jun.

Because he had been typing, although Bao Xiaosong saw the red envelope, he didn't have time to order it, and there were only ten copies, and he was snatched up in less than three seconds.

"Damn, 11 pieces!"

"18.5 yuan floated by. ”

"This package is awesome, 100 yuan ten, fortunately, it starts quickly, 4G, it's just different. ”

"Boss Zhao is not a hit, and it is a blockbuster, and it is really extraordinary. ”

……

"Poofβ€”"

A mouthful of ramen soup squirted out of Bao Xiaosong's mouth, choked into his nose again, and his whole head became sour: the big bag of 100 yuan, he actually missed it because he owed a message there! In an instant, Bao Xiaosong really wanted to smoke himself to death.

No, don't miss the opportunity and don't come again, there is a red envelope from Ge Tian in front of this, there are more than 27 yuan left at this time, and the four people have an average score, and there are also seven yuan!

Desperately flipped to the front, Bao Xiaosong did not hesitate to click on Ge Tian's red envelope.

Depend on!

Damn!

Bao Xiaosong almost fainted.

But in the group, it suddenly exploded again.

"Boss Bao earned it today. ”

"It's doubled all of a sudden, and business is easy to do. ”

"In fact, at least it is also the king of luck, and the one who grabs the least bag should be sent again. ”

Seeing that he only grabbed four cents, Bao Xiaosong couldn't wait to throw away the phone. But this kind of thing, in addition to complaining about his bad luck, is not good at anyone.

Sulking for a while, Bao Xiaosong finished pulling the last few mouthfuls of ramen, and sent a message while smoking a tissue: "@ζŽθ“θ“, if you're not there, the rest are big bags." ”

After a while, there was still no reply from Li Zhenzhen.

At this time, Li Zhenzhen did not walk away because of anything, on the contrary, from the time Ge Tian sent the first message, she paid attention to the situation of the group chat throughout the whole process. The reason why she didn't speak or grab red envelopes was because she had been watching everyone change their nicknames.

It is right that there are only two people who have not joined the group, and it should be true that Sun Yicheng settled in Canada, but the remaining one...... It seems that everyone has forgotten Wang Ke.

And the reason why Li Zhenzhen remembers Wang Ke is because yesterday she went to the Digital City to look at her mobile phone and saw Wang Ke in a store on the second floor. It doesn't look like it's mixed very well, repairing mobile phones for people, unkempt. The complexion and state are okay, but I don't think I eat instant noodles every day.

watched one by one classmates change their nicknames, but they didn't find Wang Ke.

Then, the remaining few people, excluding themselves and Ge Tian, have a nickname that is messy, is this person Wang Ke? But it may also be Song Qian.

That's right!

Li Zhenzhen suddenly remembered. Just when Song Qian walked out of the door of the store just now, he took out his mobile phone.

Why take out your phone?

Because at that time, Ge Tian just sent such a message about the class reunion. At the same time as he received it, Song Qian also received it.

Therefore, Song Qian is in the group, and besides, the nickname is messy!

Thinking of this, Li Zhenzhen also ordered the red envelope sent by Ge Tian before.

3.5 yuan.

"I don't know if you still remember Wang Ke, I saw him in Digital City a few days ago. ”

Li Zhenzhen also changed her nickname after receiving the red envelope, and then issued such a message.

"Goddess!"

"Sure enough, it's Zhenzhen. ”

"It's rare to see you talking in a group. ”

"Goddess, let's take a closer look. ”

"I have a photo of Zhen Zhen in high school, and I want to send me a hundred red envelopes, and I will send them to him privately. ”

"You're jerking off at the picture of the goddess every day, right?"

"Nonsense, how can it be every day? only three or four times a week. ”

"I can't even help JJ when I pee, so I'll obey you!"

"I don't know if the goddess is still single?"

"Chen Yu, you have a wife, and you asked the goddess if she is single or not, what do you want to do?"

"Is there something wrong with what I asked for you?"

"It doesn't matter if you're single or not, as long as you wield your hoe diligently, you will be able to dig down the corner. ”

……

Regarding the message she sent, it only triggered all kinds of conjectures about whether she had an object or not, and Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but be disappointed. Could it be that the posture in which she spoke was wrong? She clearly mentioned Wang Ke, didn't anyone guess that the one who didn't change his nickname was Song Qian? This guy has never lacked a sense of existence, but now that he has chosen one of the two, he still has no sense of existence. If you have money and be low-key, you don't have to be so low-key!

In fact, some people may have guessed it, but what about it? Song Qian really didn't have a sense of existence all along.

There is also an unhappy one is Bao Xiaosong, who is clearly from his Aite Banhua, and Banhua appeared, but he didn't respond to himself.

"Zhenzhen, I miss you. Bao Xiaosong sent one.

In an instant, the cold group was cold.

"Ahem!" Bao Xiaosong coughed twice, then crumpled the tissue that wiped his mouth into a big ball, threw it to the ground, and held the mobile phone in front of him, and suddenly sang, "Ah~~~ I miss your kiss, I miss your coat, I miss your white socks, and the smell of your body~~~"

At this moment, Song Qian, who was eating ramen, was stunned, and couldn't continue to play chopsticks for a while: Who is this, suddenly singing, and still so incomplete?

When I looked back at the voice, I found that it was a fat man who was sitting in the corner with his back to the door. This body, this voice......

Bao Xiaosong?!

Singing in a ramen shop, and what about the two big balls of tissues at his feet?