"Zhang Lang, you must know that we don't actually believe in you." Fei'er spoke first, he has always been a think tank in the small group of 617, and he is also a leader.

So a lot of the time, it's Fei'er who speaks.

Because many times, Zhang Lang is not in the dormitory, so in the small group composed of Fei'er, the plane and Erfat, Fei'er is undoubtedly a small leader.

Although Fei'er's appearance is relatively small, thin and white, she looks very much like a legendary traitor, and she is not very good at learning.

But I have to say that prestige is innate.

Zhang Lang can see that in 617, Fei'er is very trusted and supported by the two people, Er Fat and the plane.

Even, this kind of trust and support is much higher than oneself.

Maybe it's because I haven't been in this dormitory for a long time, or maybe I'm one of the few students in the dormitory, or even in the school, who is half-living and half-living.

"Yes, Zhang Lang, don't get me wrong, in fact, we all believe in you very much, but sometimes, you have to be serious when you do things, otherwise, you will definitely achieve nothing." Erfat is also very sure to say.

Seeing that Long Aotian, that is, the legendary second fat, suddenly had the face of a profiteer, Zhang Lang couldn't wait to whip him, and even wanted to refute him.

Look at you, the legendary serious work, but I've been chasing girls seriously for three years, and I haven't found a girlfriend, is it a tragedy in life?

Of course, Zhang Lang didn't say these things in the end, he was afraid that if he really couldn't say it, he would be beaten to death by Erfat.

Even if the second fat doesn't kill himself, he will hate himself for at least three days.

Well, in the 617 dormitory where Zhang Lang is located, he can be regarded as having good habits.

That is, everyone does not hold grudges.

You don't see, many of the big men in the dormitory, if the two of them have a conflict, they may not be able to speak for three years in high school.

Maybe it's because of some ridiculous reason that the two fell out.

This is a true thing, when Zhang Lang was in junior high school, he saw it in person, and in a dormitory next to him, the two old men fell out at night.

Later, the two began to fight and tear up, and in the end, the teacher reconciled the contradictions.

Of course, it is not so much about reconciling the contradictions, but rather about reconciling the contradictions, it is better to say that the two of them have transferred the dormitory with the efforts of the teacher.

One stayed, one left.

This thing sounds ridiculous, but Zhang Lang has seen more than one example.

I saw it once when I was in junior high school, and I saw it twice in the next class in high school.

And it's all trivial.

The reason why Zhang Lang remembered these bad things was because Zhang Lang still remembered them, and it was because Erfat came to Zhang Lang's dormitory like this.

Of course, it was not Long Aotian who caused trouble at that time, but someone else.

But because there were six people in the dormitory, four of them didn't like others, so the dormitory was directly disrupted and rearranged later.

And at that time, it happened that among Zhang Lang's 617 dormitory, there was a person's home who moved to the vicinity of Pingcheng No. 1 Middle School, and he was no longer in the school, so a place was vacated in the dormitory, and as a result, Er Fat came to Zhang Lang's dormitory.

It was precisely because Er Fat came to Zhang Lang's dormitory that Zhang Lang and the others knew about these bad things through Er Fat's mouth.

The plane on the side raised his old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and said with a very serious expression.

"That's right, Zhang Lang, we are adhering to a very serious attitude and talking to you about this matter, do you know that we are not interested in the hundred yuan, what we value more is whether the bet is realized or not."

The words of the plane made Zhang Lang want to spit on his face very much.

What are you talking about?

To be honest, if you don't wear glasses on the plane, and you don't wear green old cloth shoes that look very old-fashioned, then in the sense of appearance, you are still a very good handsome guy.

It's a pity that the person who is airplane has always been very old-fashioned, that is, the legendary rustic dress, which has led to a great decline in appearance, even to the point of being miserable.

Only when I was usually in the dormitory, when I saw the plane and took off my glasses, Zhang Lang, Er Fat, and Fei'er shouted, God, why is there such a handsome guy in our class, but why don't all the girls in our class know each other!

Obviously, several people are a small gang with Fei'er as their hand.

Whether it is Long Aotian or Sun Nanhang, they are all adhering to the purpose of Fei'er, a little man, to bargain with themselves.

I have to say that the three of them still have some cleverness.

Zhang Lang felt that if he really couldn't get through on the phone this time, then a few people would definitely not let him go.

Moreover, it is also very accurate for several people to find the entry and exit points of the problem.

They clearly saw that the phone call was the entry point of the problem.

If Zhang Lang really can't get through on the phone, then a few people can not only not pay, but even get money from Zhang Lang.

Now Fei'er, there are three fat people on the plane, maybe they don't know that Zhang Lang actually has no hair on him.

If there is anything else on Zhang Lang's body, it is only three poor bucks for a dollar, and in addition, there is a hungry stomach.

Zhang Lang is very hungry now, if it weren't for the three hundred yuan and a big meal at noon, which were tempting Zhang Lang, he would even want to go back to his small house in the Peony District, put the bread there a few days ago, maybe it was expired, and take it out and nibble on it.

Not for anything else, just for the sake of now Zhang Lang is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his belly.

This may be the worst time Zhang Lang was hungry after he came out of the hospital, except for Master Mu's home in Lao Tongguan.

But now Zhang Lang has found out.

It seems that as long as there is a place where Master Mu and Mu Wanqing are, then there will be no food for him.

Even if there was food before, but after Master Mu came, what he ate was gone in an instant.

In Zhang Lang's eyes, Master Mu is like a locust invading the crops on his small territory, or rather, Mu Wanqing is a humanoid vampire.

Where she passed, there was definitely no room for Zhang Lang to survive.

Zhang Lang thinks so, and the actual situation seems to be the same.

After all, when he was in Laotongguan before, it was precisely because of Mu Wanqing that Zhang Lang couldn't eat, and could only drink millet porridge.

Later, with great difficulty, I got a small amount of pocket money from my cousin, but now I was deceived by Master Mu again.

No, it's not so much a fraud, it's better to say that Mu Wanqing robbed it.

If it weren't for Mu Wanqing to grab it, Zhang Lang would definitely not give this thing to her.

Of course, in fact, Zhang Lang found that it seemed that if Mu Wanqing really wanted to rob him of something, he would have little room for resistance.

After all, Mu Wanqing's kung fu is too much than herself, and strictly speaking, Mu Wanqing can be regarded as her own master.

In the world, before leaving the master, there are very few apprentices who can beat the master.

As a result, Zhang Lang found that every time he met Mu Wanqing, it was a sad thing.

That's right, Mu Wanqing is the exploiting class in this world, and Zhang Lang is not so much the 'apprentice' class as the slave class.

If it weren't for Mu Wanqing, Zhang Lang would definitely not be desperately fooling around for three hundred yuan.

"Okay, if you don't believe me, then I'll call." Zhang Lang took a deep breath.

He wants to convince a few people to lose.

Anyway, when I met with He Qing, I was able to make the atmosphere very ambiguous - of course, it looked very ambiguous in the eyes of others, but in fact, nothing happened.

Zhang Lang just had a normal conversation with He Qing and had some normal physical contact.

In fact, holding hands with women and the like is very normal in Zhang Lang's opinion.

After all, in ordinary life, Zhang Lang often has physical contact with Angel, no matter what he does, or sometimes, when Zhang Lang wants to get some warmth or some maternal love, Angel will take the initiative to jump out to take on this role.

However, in ordinary life, Zhang Lang can be regarded as knowing, Fei'er, the plane and the two fat people, how 'hungry and thirsty' they are, they are simply hungry.

In Fei'er's words, if there is a woman who is willing to give him a hand, then even if she lives for ten years, she is willing.

This made Zhang Lang feel that he was born in happiness and didn't know how to be blessed?

Later, Zhang Lang checked on the Internet, especially on a website called Otaku Concentration Camp, and Zhang Lang found out.

It turns out that Fei'er, the plane and the second fat person, in life, rarely contact women, so, developed this kind of stuffy and even for girls, there are some disgusting habits.

In Zhang Lang's opinion, this is a rather terrible habit.

Come to think of it, perhaps the reason why the distinction between men and women in school life is too serious, resulting in less contact between boys and girls in real life.

Similar to Zhang Lang, Zhang Lang, who lives at home every day and with his cousin, is very rare.

That's why this happens.

"Zhang Lang, we also hope that you can get through the phone." Fei'er said.

"That's right, if you get off the list, it's the pride of our 617." The second fat nodded in praise.

"Yes, but if you can't get through, then...... Hey......" The plane seemed to look at Zhang Lang sympathetically, compassionate, as if it was Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Zhang Lang looked at a few superb roommates and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Come on, needless to say, I'll just fight." Zhang Lang said angrily.

"Toot toot."

Zhang Lang didn't talk on the phone, dumbfounded.

"Sorry, your call is temporarily unreachable, please call again later......"