No wonder others often say that petty bourgeoisie is only for literary and artistic young people with a lot of money to like to play. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Otherwise, you let a rich second generation come here and spend 2,800 yuan to drink a glass of cat, and then sigh that the red face is not there?

Song Baojun secretly scolded himself for being neurotic, so he had to bite the bullet and order a latte that looked good in the picture, two hundred and sixty-six yuan a cup, which was within the psychological tolerance. I want to take a photo and send it to the circle of friends to show off, and leave after drinking, never staying.

The quarrel between the two women became more and more intense, Song Baojun heard the reason, one person accidentally spilled coffee on the other, it was a trivial matter, but the trouble was bigger than the sky.

The girl in jeans felt more familiar the more she looked at it, her body was slender, the top of her head was rooted in Xiaobian and opened her bangs, revealing a smooth forehead, her eyes were big and bright, and she pursed her lips slightly, very much in the style of a Korean girl, but not Liu Xiyue, the head of the second class of the ancient literature major of the Chinese Department of Chazhou University!

If Song Baojun belongs to the bottom of the school, Xie Qilu and Long Ya belong to the middle class, then Liu Xiyue should belong to the upper class.

The family lives in the villa area of Qingmei Road, where the rich climb the streets, and drives a Porsche 911 in and out of the campus every day to swagger through the city. It is said that her father is quite powerful, so on the first day of school last year, the head teacher directly asked her to be the head of the class, and last semester she participated in the student union election, and became the deputy director of the life department without any danger, and the title has not changed until now.

Song Baojun rarely intersected with this proud woman of the sky, but the only time was the May Day Gala last semester, when he was called by Liu Xiyue to move things in the warehouse. At that time, his hands and feet were slow, and he was kicked on the cheekbone of his calf by Liu Xiyue's pointed little leather boots, pointing at his nose and scolding for a long time. The bruising on the calf did not subside until two weeks later.

Such a woman, not to mention that if she is hiding from the plague, she also wants to retreat.

Song Baojun drank all the coffee in two sips, and forgot to take pictures to pretend to be forced, thinking that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time and wanted to check out and leave.

"Song Baojun, is that you?" a sharp female voice sounded, piercing her eardrums.

Song Baojun, who was waiting for change at the cashier, suddenly stiffened his spine and didn't dare to look back.

"Song Baojun, why are you here? Just right, come over to the old lady!" Liu Xiyue rummaged through the fuchsia leather kun bag in her hand and shouted: "You help me slap this old slut, and I'll give you money!"

The woman who quarreled with her seemed to have a helper, and her voice became smaller for a while, which showed that Liu Xiyue's momentum was strong.

The female cashier, who was looking for money, saw that Liu Xiyue's eyes were looking at the guest in front of her, and her eyes couldn't help but show a hint of pleading, hoping that he wouldn't get involved and save trouble. The two women are both frequent customers in the store, and it is not easy to speak if they offend anyone. This café is really helpless, I just hope that the two female uncles will scold each other and leave by themselves.

Song Baojun saw that he couldn't be left alone, so he took the opportunity to say to the female cashier: "I'll help persuade the two shrews, why don't you give me this bill of consumption?" Two hundred and sixty-six yuan for a cup of coffee, equivalent to ten days of living expenses, I have been drinking it just now and have been distressed.

The female cashier was already dizzy, and when she heard the words, she couldn't ask for it, so she hurriedly said: "As long as we persuade us, we will not only give you a free order, but also a cup of Blue Mountain." ”

Song Baojun immediately picked up a cigarette, lit it with his head sideways as he walked, the smoke quickly drifted to the back of his head, his face seemed to be smiling, and he instantly had a little more prodigal breath, like Leslie Cheung in "The True Story of A Fei", and like Tony Leung in "In the Mood for Love".

The bohemian expression on her face, combined with the vulgar and unbearable T-shirt of the little citizen, made the female cashier who was full of worry couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Xiyue waved the banknote and shouted: "Song Baojun, come over and help me smoke this old slut! In the future, I will remember your favor, and I will help you teach Xie Qilu and them a lesson!"

The woman opposite sneered: "It's great to call a helper? Picked up the phone and said to Song Baojun: "I warn you not to come over, otherwise the consequences will be very serious! My husband from the Public Security Bureau will detain you for a few days if you want to!"

Song Baojun Shi Shiran walked between the two, ignored Liu Xiyue's anxious eyes, raised his wrist and pretended to look at the garbage quartz watch on his wrist, and said in a deep voice: "Twenty-sixth, September twenty-sixth." You were together for 10 minutes before 2 p.m. on September 26, 2016, because you will remember each other. From now on you are friends in a ten-minute fight, and that's a fact, and you can't change it, because it's already in the past. ”

The two cockfighting women didn't expect him to say such a thing, and they were a little dumbfounded.

Song Baojun took the light gray windbreaker of woolen wool stained with coffee stains in the woman's hand and asked, "How much does this dress cost?"

The woman saw him like a prodigal son in the wind, and replied honestly, "One thousand four." At the end, he added: "I bought it in Longyu supermarket, and I have been looking for this style for a long time." ”

"The clothes are beautiful, the fabric is soft, the workmanship is fine, it fits you very well, it looks like a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, if you walk down the street, I am afraid that there will be more than n men whistling. Song Baojun casually complimented a few words, and then asked, "How long have you been wearing it?"

The woman's face couldn't help but turn red, and she hurriedly said, "Two, two...... Half a year, only half a year old. ”

Liu Xiyue saw that he actually helped his rival speak, so she was so angry that she gritted her silver teeth, and a large string of dirty words held in her mouth were about to blurt out.

Unexpectedly, Song Baojun turned around and snatched the banknote from Liu Xiyue's hand, and said: "Well, women's clothes are generally enough to wear for half a year, and if you wear the same clothes for too long, you will inevitably lose your identity." If you buy this trench coat for half a year, it will be depreciated by 50%. He took out the 700 yuan bill and handed it over, and there were a few hundred yuan left in his pocket: "If I stain your clothes, I will pay you, okay?"

The woman's face was already much better-looking, so she took the money and said, "Okay, even if you can speak, forget it this time, discipline your girlfriend well in the future, don't be so arrogant!"

Liu Xiyue was furious when she heard this, and she was about to scold, but Song Baojun stuffed the dirty clothes into her arms and said, "What's the point of arguing with an elderly aunt? ”

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