29. Tonight, Yang Gongzi will pay for it (the new book asks for a collection and a recommendation ticket!) )
"Isn't it a swollen face and a fat man, won't you know later?"
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth hooked up a mysterious smile, his expression was not shocked, and he raised his legs and took the lead in stepping on the stairs on the second floor.
Wang Sheng was a little hesitant, the second floor was a place for the rich and the children of the family to eat, he looked down at his simple clothes, and felt a little inferior in his heart, afraid that he would step on the floor on the second floor.
Not only Wang Sheng, but also other children in Qishe have this kind of inferiority complex to some extent, because they have a bad background and always feel inferior.
Seeing this, the senior student sneered again and said:
"The dragon gives birth to the dragon, the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, the son of the mouse makes a hole in the ground, you dead poor ghosts, you have the same virtue as your parents, go back and make a hole!"
As he spoke, he and the seniors beside him laughed.
They seem to feel that only by stepping on other people's shoulders and heads in this way can they bring out their excellence.
Yang Ming was not moved at all, if he fought and killed because of the slightest ridicule from the other party, it would be too cheap, and he had a way to rectify them.
Yang Ming paused, turned around and beckoned to Wang Sheng and the others, and said:
"What are you doing in a daze, come up with me!"
Killing the thieves and defeating Su Yuntao has already laid a strong foundation for Yang Ming, and the words he said have a power that makes people subconsciously convincing.
As if they had found the backbone, Wang Sheng and the others nodded as if the chickens pecked at the rice, and stepped on the stairs one after another.
The second floor of the cafeteria.
It is worthy of being a place for rich and noble children to dine, decorated with magnificent, ancient screens, famous vases, noble tables and chairs, red bar candle lamps, and has a unique flavor.
Yang Ming came to the order window, took out a cloth bag, and shook it a little, and he could hear the crunch of coins.
The senior student looked at Yang Ming very unpleasantly, crossed his arms, and said playfully:
"Tut-tut, listen to this beautiful sound, it shouldn't be filled with copper soul coins, right?"
Yang Ming didn't even glance at him, glanced at the menu, opened the cloth bag, and the glittering golden soul coins poured out like quicksand, clinking and falling on the table, attracting the eyes of the surrounding crowd.
One, two, three...... Twenty-five Golden Soul Coins!
The golden light that has been piled up brightens the eyes of the blind!
Quiet!
Quiescence!
Deathly quiet!
The senior students who had been chattering and sneering just now were like being held by fate, and they couldn't even hold back a word, and their faces were red and blue, which was extremely ugly.
Even if he prides himself on being wealthy in his family, he doesn't have any pocket money for hardware soul coins a month!
The children of the Seven Houses, led by Wang Sheng, were all stunned and looked at Yang Ming in disbelief.
it!
This is really a big guy!
One gold soul coin is enough for ordinary people like them to spend for a few months, and twenty gold soul coins are enough for them to use for several years, but I didn't expect Yang Ming to spend it all without even blinking his eyes!
Yang Ming pushed the Golden Soul Coin on the table to the boss, pointed to the dishes on the menu, and said:
"Give me a copy of all the dishes above, and by the way, bring me a few bottles of rice wine."
Speaking of this, Yang Ming paused slightly, and gathered towards the seniors and teachers who gathered on the second floor to watch the play, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a row of shining white teeth, his middle finger and index finger interlocked, and he snapped his fingers, and said:
"The kid is new here, tonight, I'll pay for it, and everyone can eat and drink to their heart's content!"
The teachers and students on the second floor, who didn't expect such a good thing, immediately let out a cheer and cheer.
Seeing that they were so happy, Yang Ming smiled even more happily, pointed to the senior students who had been sneering at him just now, and suddenly changed his voice and said:
"However, he is the only exception, and if it is the person who is at the table with him, the same exception, I will not pay for the stupid bi."
Radish in one hand, stick in the other!
Hearing this, the friends who were originally traveling with the senior students immediately voted with their feet, and stayed away from him one by one, avoiding him like a snake, showing what is called friendship.
At the same time, he also has to meet the playful eyes of people from all directions.
Suffering from the dislike of his friends, the exclusion of everyone, and the silent abuse of everyone, the glass heart of the senior student was broken all of a sudden, and his face turned red with anger, pointing at Yang Ming's fingers trembling slightly, his tongue was knotted, and said:
"You, you, you ......"
You haven't come out of the way yet, but Yang Ming called him a stupid hat, but he couldn't take it off again.
In the end, he could no longer withstand the strange stares of other people, and hid his face and left.
Without this jumping clown, Yang Ming found a relatively large table, which was enough to accommodate all the children in the seven houses.
Except for Yang Ming, Tang San and Xiao Wu, the others were more or less cramped and uneasy, sitting on the chair like a needle and felt, just reaching the edge of the table with their buttocks, and they didn't know where to put their two hands, for fear of soiling the chair, and for fear of accidentally breaking the tableware, and their families would not be able to afford to pay for it at that time.
Looking at their wretched appearance, Yang Ming was angry.
When the waiter put the dishes on the table one by one, Yang Ming poured himself a glass of rice wine first, stood up and raised his wine glass, and said in a deep voice to the friends of Qishe:
"Do you have any dreams?"
Wang Sheng and the others were puzzled, looked at each other, and did not reply.
It was Tang San who took the lead in raising his hand, and said in response:
"I have, I want to become a Title Douluo!"
Tang San's loud words fell, Yang Ming's ears moved, and he heard the sound of low laughter coming from the next few tables, which was nothing more than the meaning of the toad wanting to eat swan meat.
Yang Ming was not moved, his eyes turned, looked at Wang Sheng, and said by name:
"Tang San has already said, next, it's your turn, Wang Sheng."
"I ......" Wang Sheng pinched the corners of his clothes nervously, he also heard the laughter of the seniors at the table next to him, lowered his head in inferiority, and said, "I...... I want to become a soul master, because after becoming a soul master, I can get a subsidy of 1 gold soul coin from the Wuhun Hall every month, so that I can reduce the burden on my family. ”
Originally, Wang Sheng thought that Yang Ming would laugh at himself and laugh at this humble dream.
But who knows, Yang Ming gave a thumbs up and said:
"Good ambition!"
With Tang San and Wang Sheng in front, coupled with Yang Ming's kindness, the other children expressed their dreams one after another, even Xiao Wu was no exception.
After a round of everyone, Yang Ming nodded and said:
"I have always felt that all men are created equal, and no one is more noble than anyone else, including dreams, so I have a poem for you here."
Unconsciously, Yang Ming had become the focus of everyone on the second floor of the cafeteria, and everyone subconsciously pricked up their ears and listened carefully to his words.
Yang Ming raised his head, the wine from the cup poured into his throat, and he groaned violently:
"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon."
"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone!"