Ouyang Ya took the microphone and looked at the students in the audience with an arrogant face, changed her tone, and there was a sense of softness in it, "I heard that the teachers of No. 1 Middle School are not particularly strong, so I brought some books to show you, don't you want to observe Bai Yu's masterpieces?" ”

The students in the audience, you look at me, I look at you, and soon, in unison, they said, "I don't want to!! ”

Ouyang Ya was stunned.

Is there something wrong with this group of students?

She had made special inquiries before she came, and now Bai Yu is a particularly well-known person in the group of high school students, and she is very popular.

The students of Hangyuan are proud to have a copy of "Red Sun".

The students of No. 1 School actually said they didn't want it?

Isn't that a joke?

Ouyang Ya refused to believe a word of what they said!

Just when Ouyang Ya was thinking that this group of students pretended to refuse for the honor of the school, and she opened her mouth to coax them a few more words, they would put aside their reserved begging, Ma Mingquan had just finished contacting Fu Zhi on WeChat.

He put down his phone and said unhurriedly: "Miss Ouyang, that's the case, we are very grateful for Hangyuan's kindness." However, the book of Teacher Bai Yu you mentioned, all the teachers and students in the third year of the first middle school and high school are not talented, and each of them has a copy of "Red Sun" and a copy of "Phantom Light". ”

As they spoke, many students in the audience dug out these two books from their school bags.

"Isn't it just a hundred regular edition books? I have a hand-signed I floated? ”

"I appreciate your actions, but please take back your books."

"Dad Zhizhi sent us 2,000 copies, you are a step too late, and you can't be a father."

The audience was noisy.

But at a glance, I don't know if it's a coincidence or another plan, there are more than a thousand students, and there are really hundreds of them all carrying Bai Yu's writings.

The smile on Ouyang Ya's face froze, not to mention Nian Feiyuan and his party.

For half a day, they seemed to be putting their faces up and begging for a hit.

Especially at this moment, Ma Mingquan took out his mobile phone, "I remember that there are more than 1,500 students in the third grade of Hangyuan High School, right?" If it's only 500 books, it may not be enough, I contacted Fu Zhi, and she is willing to donate 1,000 copies of "Red Sun" to you Hangyuan. ”

Ma Mingquan clicked on Fu Zhi's voice.

Her first sentence was, "I still have 20 hand-signed books of Bai Yu in my hand, do Hangyuan's classmates like them?" I don't like it. ”

Hand-signed book !!

The students of Hangyuan endured and endured, but they couldn't hold back: "I like it!! ”

Ouyang Ya had the feeling of being humiliated in turn, and her face was ugly.

But the students of Voyage don't seem to feel it at all.

I heard Fu Zhi continue: "Ouyang Ya bought five hundred copies and spent hundreds of thousands, right?" It's a shame, this book is worth so much money. I'm not going to kill her anymore. I will charge her 200,000 yuan for this thousand, and give her another 20 hand-signed books, bundled and sold, teacher, you ask her if she is willing to buy it, if she wants to buy it, I am busy drinking porridge! ”

You also know that this book is not worthy of such an expensive price, and you dare to sell it so much here!

The original retail price was only 20, but you have doubled!

Ouyang Ya didn't care about money, but if it was to give Fu Zhi money, she kept a straight face, "Didn't you say that Fu Zhi was going to send books?" ”

Fu Zhi's voice came again, "Books are sent, books don't need money, where can books be so expensive!" I'm not a black-hearted businessman, what I want for this 200,000 yuan is the money I give to these books and wrap them in book covers. You can't slander me! ”

Ouyang Ya: "...... Then you can't just deliver books? ”

Fu Zhihua was shocked, "Hangyuan and the No. 1 Middle School Brothers, since I want to send books, naturally I can't just float on the surface, I must make a book cover for my brothers and sisters in Hangyuan, do you think I did something wrong?" ”

Fu Zhi didn't seem to understand, she asked Ma Mingquan: "Teacher, did I do something wrong?" ”

Of course you're right, you're just making extra money, what's wrong with you.

Ma Mingquan was devoted to Fu Zhi, checking and filling in the gaps for Fu Zhi, "This kid is kind-hearted, and he really wants to send books, but I didn't think about it before, thinking that your Hangyuan family doesn't care about these covers." That's why Fu Zhi was not dissuaded from doing these things...... I'm deeply sorry if you have caused unnecessary misunderstanding on your side, Miss Ouyang Ya. ”

His tone was sincere, and the students in the audience twitched with laughter.

The students of Hangyuan were also a little restless, they were all children of rich families, and they thought that two hundred yuan for a book was nothing.

I don't really think about the deception between the two schools.

They all said: "Buy it, how difficult it is to buy "Red Sun" now, the price of Fu Zhi's book donation is already very conscientious!" ”

"After sending two thousand books, there are still channels to get another thousand books, what kind of fairy is she?"

"Miss Ouyang has to buy a book for four or five hundred, but Fu Zhi only sells two hundred, maybe she will lose money!"

"It seems that Fu Zhi is also kindly donating books for charity!"

……

Ouyang Ya didn't understand what Hangyuan's students were admitted to.

You may make money, but Fu Zhi's black-hearted thing won't lose if he is killed.

Ouyang Ya was full of exhaustion.

"Then thank you to Mr. Fu, I'll transfer money to Mr. Fu in a while." What can Ouyang Ya do, she only has a way out by transferring money, so as to block the mouths of Hangyuan, a group of students who have never seen the world.

But fortunately, she has other trump cards, she said, "By the way, after the basketball game in the afternoon, tomorrow's literary and artistic competition, in order to thank these thousand books, I will prepare other gifts for No. 1 Middle School, and fulfill the obligation of courtesy!" ”