The basketball association's gambling dealer cheated, embezzled 300,000 yuan of gambling money, and inadvertently provoked the owner of the 32-fold personality, how can things be so simple?

Song Baojun was full of anger and pedaled his bicycle back to the East Campus, at this time it was half past two in the afternoon, and it was almost afternoon class. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info took out 20,000 yuan in cash from the bank ATM on the edge of the teaching building, and walked up the stairs to the classroom as if nothing happened.

When he met Liu Xiyue at the door, Song Baojun pretended to be casual and said, "By the way, I borrowed you the 10,000 yuan yesterday, and I will pay you back later." ”

Liu Xiyue remembered this, jumped up, and said with a smile: "Yes! I remember that you borrowed money to gamble yesterday, and the odds were 1 to 15, including your principal, how much did you win? Is there 200,000 yuan? Treat yourself quickly!"

Song Baojun's head suddenly turned into two big, and he smiled bitterly: "Winning is winning, but unfortunately I didn't get the money." ”

"What do you say?" Liu Xiyue stared at her beautiful big eyes and pursed her lips vigorously, the subtext was obvious: If you dare to play the old lady, just wait for death!

Song Baojun said perfunctorily: "A huge sum of two or three hundred thousand, the dealer is also a student of this school, how can it be so easy to raise such a large amount of money? At least wait for the end of the year." So if you can't get back the 10,000 yuan you borrowed for a while, I'll pay you back later. ”

Liu Xiyue thought about it for a while, waved her hand magnificently, and said: "It's just 10,000 yuan of small money, don't say that you can't pay it back, it's ugly! In short, what I want you to do with me in the future, you remember to be on call." ”

"Yes, my aunt!" Song Baojun didn't dare not agree.

"Call my sister. Liu Xiyue finally became proud.

Song Baojun plucked his nostrils and said, "It's just 10,000 yuan of small money, it's not worth this title." He walked into the classroom in style.

Liu Xiyue stomped her feet behind her: "Hmph, one day you will be willing." ”

This class is "Selected Readings", and the tutor has not yet come to class, and the classroom is a mess.

Song Baojun found a vacant seat and sat down, and Ye Jingchun was in the back row, glaring at him with very unhappy eyes. Song Baojun's heart was broken, and the scene of entanglement with Sister Liu at the door of the classroom was shown to Xiao Achun.

But the lewd personality pretentiousness talent will not easily make the panicked look exposed, Song Baojun smiled calmly and said hello: "Ah Chun, did you sleep well last night?"

Ye Jingchun nodded slightly, and then didn't look at him.

Song Baojun nestled into a chair, swept around the classroom, and found that most of the boys in this class did not come, but there were many students from other majors who took this course. I took out the phone and dialed Long Ya: "Are you still playing mahjong in the dormitory? Can you grow a little? I was played by Huo Caifeng once, and I want to be played a second or third time in the future?"

Long Ya was a little embarrassed: "Don't always mention that **** Cheng or not!" The microphone snatched the head, but it was a mahjong card.

"I mean, you were originally wise, you were a smart man, but unfortunately you refused to devote yourself to thinking and studying, and even degraded day by day, and even a woman could play with you casually. What's the matter with this? It's better to hurry back to the shore, and there are still people in the dormitory who are playing cards? Call me over to class, I have something to ask you casually. ”

"Okay. Long Ya answered lazily.

Song Baojun hung up the phone, sat bored, and found that there was an unknown boy reading a novel in the next seat, and there was a thick stack of books in the drawer, so he borrowed books from the boy to read.

The boy threw a copy casually, Song Baojun looked at it, the title of the book is called "The Covenant of the Woman", author: Dai Dugong of Dongchang, and I don't know who wrote a few big words on the cover of the book with a thick core oil pen, "The book of the eunuch, don't look at the !!!" The four exclamation marks were shocking.

Song Baojun was suddenly quite depressed, returned the book, and asked, "Are there any other books?" ”

"It's gone!" the boy slapped a thick stack of books vigorously and said, "The four major inner palace directors of the online text are all here with me, the chief of the Jingshi room, the chief of the imperial dining room, the chief of the imperial dining room, the chief of the imperial horse supervisor, the Feng Gonggong, and the two governors of the East and West Factories......"

The boy was talking happily, when suddenly a cold voice behind Song Baojun said, "Stupid, are you here to occupy a seat again?"

Looking back, it was Ke Yuwei, who had an argument between the two sides in the last calligraphy class, followed by the girl with gorgeous makeup. I don't know which department they are students in, but they are interested in attending the lectures of the Chinese department.

"Occupy a seat?" Song Baojun stretched out his hand and drew a circle in the air: "In this classroom, Lao Tzu can sit wherever he wants." ”

"Hehe, dare you or class bully?" Ke Yuwei rolled up his sleeves and looked quite eager to try: "Believe it or not, I told you to get out of this classroom immediately?"

In the last dispute, he was stabbed in the mouth by Song Baojun with a mineral water bottle, and said that he was not vigilant at the time, and was even attacked by the villain.

Song Baojun slowly got up and looked at him, shook his head and said, "I don't believe it, you can prove it?"

Ke Yuwei said angrily: "Then you can try it!"

Song Baojun's face suddenly changed, and he stared closely at the window behind Ke Yuwei, as if he had seen something incredible.

Ke Yuwei was stunned for a moment, and Song Baojun had already pointed to his side and shouted exaggeratedly: "Ah!

Ke Yuwei couldn't help but want to turn his head, but his neck turned halfway and found that something was wrong, so he hurriedly turned back again. At this moment, Song Baojun grabbed a thick copy of "The Covenant of Heroines" and slapped him on the face, and the sound of "snap" was very crisp and pleasant.

"To you, IQ is just a derogatory term. ”

Ke Yuwei was so angry that his blood vessels were about to burst, and he was about to make a move!

At this moment, there were suddenly several black figures around Ke Yuwei, some tall and short, some fat and some thin, some with cigarettes in their mouths, and some with their nostrils facing the sky, and they all looked at him with a look like a dead pig.

"Brother Jun, is there something wrong with this guy's eyes, and he dares to wave his fist at you in the classroom of the Chinese Department?"

"Brother Jun, can I describe him as a lone hero? ”

"Niang Xipi, don't die! Dare to beat people in the classroom, is there still heavenly reason? Is there still a royal law?"

Everyone, you say a word, Ke Yuwei's fist seemed to be tightly rejected by the same pole of the strong magnetic field, stopped at the front of Song Baojun's face twenty meters trembling slightly, and he couldn't move forward for half a minute, cold sweat dripped from his nose one by one, and he barely squeezed out a sentence: "This, this is a serious classroom in the university, what do you want? Don't do it, don't do it, otherwise it's not so fun to violate school discipline and rules." ”

Song Baojun took the book and slapped him in the face again: "Who did it? Who did it? We are civilized people!"

Ke Yuwei's face turned red: "You, what do you want?"

Song Baojun continued to slap him in the face for the third time: "Who wants to do what? Who wants to do what? We are good students who abide by the law!"

The members of the otaku brotherhood around him giggled and laughed, Ke Yuwei's face was cloudy, and he pulled up the girl next to him and turned around and left. The girl cried out indignantly, "What's the matter? Why are you so weak to let them bully you?"

Ke Yuwei didn't say a word, and walked faster and faster, and behind him was the laughter of everyone resounding in the classroom.

It was still early, and the mentor had not come, so everyone found their seats one by one and sat down. Long Ya sat beside Song Baojun and asked in a low voice, "Ah Jun, what's the matter?"

Song Baojun took out a thick stack of cash, counted out more than 15,000 yuan in bills, and said, "This is the prize money for yesterday's competition, wait for you to help everyone divide the points." ”

Yesterday, before the basketball game, Song Baojun asked everyone to raise funds, and one person made up about 100 yuan and made up 1,000 yuan. According to the odds of 1 to 15, the total prize to be won is 15,000 yuan.

Long Ya was suddenly surprised and delighted: "Really won money?" He is usually chic at school, and is sought after by male and female classmates, but in fact, his family is not rich, and he still has to worry about his livelihood at the end of every month. At this time, there was a sudden receipt of 1,500 yuan, and I was very happy.

Song Baojun took out another piece of paper, on which were written the bet amounts of each person, some were seventy or eighty, and some were one hundred and twenty-three, and explained: "Later, you will send money to everyone according to this ratio." ”

This is what Song Baojun dared to win by betting with money when the situation was unclear, and some people were reluctant to give it at the beginning, saying that they would definitely not win. Only Brother Jun dared to pat his chest and vouch, and in the end, the facts proved him right.

Long Ya only had admiration in his heart, and he took out five banknotes from the 1,500 yuan he deserved, put them on the table and pushed them towards Song Baojun, and said with a smile: "Ah Jun, this is for your pumping, as for the others, I will also convince them." ”

Song Baojun thought to himself that Long Ya was more courageous than others. In the past, when the two were hostile, I felt that he was pretending to be forced everywhere, but now that they are in one place, I found that this guy is actually quite good, and he is very good at being a person. He pushed the money back and said, "Our otaku brotherhood is one, we are united and not bullied by others, why am I pumping your water? ”

Long Ya shirked but accepted it, and said with a smile: "Then let's do it, I'll let everyone raise funds to have a little wine together in the evening." ”

"Let's not talk about drinking or anything. Song Baojun said: "Do you know the dealer who plays gambling in the Basketball Association?"

Long Ya asked in a deep voice, "Are you talking about Brother Wen?"

"What? Brother Wen, isn't it called Li Jianfei?" Song Baojun was taken aback.

Song Baojun asked Long Ya to come over, just to inquire about Li Jianfei's details. Long Ya's grades are not good or bad, but his popularity is surprisingly good, from the president of the student union, famous professors, to poor students, marginal otaku, whether it is a cow, a ghost, a snake or a god, he knows one or two. Before Song Baojun rose, he was a big brother with proper Chinese.

"Li Jianfei, is it the person who always has a mushroom hairstyle, whose flower name is Mushroom Guy, and everyone calls him Feige?"

Song Baojun nodded: "Yes, what is the connection between this person and the Brother Wen you said?" (To be continued.) )