Chapter 3 Class Gatherings

"I had a little cold in the past two days, and I didn't go because I was uncomfortable." Jiang Fan didn't want to say more, so he explained simply.

As he spoke, he walked to the window and looked out of the window, now that he was cured, he also wanted to blow a cold wind.

After hearing this, Wang Chong paused for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about what to say next.

"Brother, I heard that Wu Zhichao is in trouble with you, the illness is not serious, I will look for you where you are."

"No, I'm fine now." Jiang Fan heard Wang Chong's concern, his heart was very warm, and his tone eased a lot.

"Really?" Wang Chong didn't believe it.

Wu Zhichao's guy is famously black, Jiang Fan is afraid that he is not lightly injured now.

"Of course, why should I lie to you. By the way, what are you calling me for? ”

"Oh, I forgot if you didn't mention it. This is not a model exam, everyone wants to relax, and the class decides to go out to dinner collectively. I know you didn't come, I'm afraid you won't know to inform you. ”

"Oh." At a class gathering like this, Jiang Fan is really not interested, it's not that he doesn't get along with the group, it's really that some people are too willing to behave on this occasion, as the so-called out of sight is pure.

"Of course, it's voluntary to come or not. Actually, this party is not interesting. Wang Chong knew that he had a conflict with Wu Zhichao, and was afraid that Wu Zhichao would trouble Jiang Fan again, so he took the initiative to find a reason.

"How is it boring? The time and place notify me that I will definitely arrive. Jiang Fan looked at the black mobile phone quietly placed on the bed, and there was a hint of essence in his eyes. It's time for that kid to pay a price.

The party was set at a high-end hotel, and I heard that Wu Zhichao, the rich second generation, took the initiative to invite guests.

Jiang Fan hung up the phone, feeling a little sleepy, I don't know if he didn't rest well during this time when he was sick. Seeing that it was still early, he fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found that the time for the party had arrived, but he was not in a hurry, anyway, everyone would not care about a little person like him, and it would be the same if he went early or late.

Jiang Fan put on his cheap T-shirt and got on the bus and set off for the hotel.

On the other side, in a large private room of the Mingdu Hotel, the students of the first class are basically all there. Everyone really didn't care that Jiang Fan hadn't arrived, the meal was quickly served, and everyone began to eat and drink.

Many boys held wine glasses to release the tension and pressure before the exam.

"Xiaotong, how do I feel that you have lost weight recently, I really envy you, no matter how you eat, you are not fat." A cute girl with big eyes and long eyelashes said.

The girl's name is Song Zimeng, and she is the best friend of Zhao Xiaotong, the class flower, and the two usually stay together.

"Who told you not to like sports, little lazy worm." Banhua Zhao Xiaotong put down a big chicken leg with only bones left and said.

She is wearing a particularly sexy shirt today, a thin shirt, a miniskirt, and because of her better development, her figure is called a choppy. Coupled with her natural delicate face, it is no wonder that countless otaku and rich second generations have moved her mind.

"I haven't seen how you exercise, have I? And you've eaten so much, it's the fourth chicken leg. Song Zimeng was born with some baby fat, and couldn't help but be jealous.

"By the way, I heard that Jiang Fan's sling confessed to you, is it really fake?" Song Zimeng looked at Zhao Xiaotong's slender legs, then looked at herself, and took the initiative to divert the topic.

"Well, there is such a thing, but I rejected it on the spot." Zhao Xiaotong said with a proud face.

"I really don't have self-knowledge, and I don't dare to pursue you without looking at my own conditions. If you want me to say that our class, that is, Wu Shao, is worthy of you. ”

After listening to Wu Zhichao at the next table, he couldn't help but put a smug smile on his face, it seems that the Prada he gave to Song Zimeng is still useful, and he can still say a few words for himself at a critical time.

"Ahem." Wu Zhichao sounded a little fluttery, stood up and raised his wine glass and said, "Everyone eats and drinks as much as you like today, and all the expenses are mine." ”

"Wu Shao, good job."

"Excellent."

There was a burst of applause from below.

Seeing this, a little brother of Wu Zhichao couldn't help but immediately pat himself on the back and said: "I said that Jiang Fan is really not long-eyed, and Zhao Banhua, who dares to rob Wu Shao, really eats the gall of an ambitious leopard, and he doesn't pee to see what he looks like." ”

Wu Zhichao put the wine glass on the table and snorted coldly: "He just didn't come today, if he dares to come." See how I clean him up. ”

"yes, clean him up."

As everyone was talking, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a teenager in a cheap T-shirt walked in.

The person who came was none other than Jiang Fan, who had just arrived.

"Brother Fan, you are here, come quickly, sit with me." Wang Chong was the first to see Jiang Fan and hurriedly beckoned him to sit down.

Jiang Fan sat down and saw that his table was actually full of girls.

He looked at Wang Chong suspiciously, Lao Wang's face was a little strange, and he kept making eyes at him and signaling him not to speak.

"Yo! Isn't this Jiang Fan, the sleeping god of our class! The sound of yin and yang strange breath sounded, and the room instantly quieted down, and Lao Wang sighed: "Alas, the dog can't change its appetite." ”

I saw Wu Zhichao, who was wearing a small suit and a little pale, walked up to Jiang Fan with a wine glass, and said with a smile:

"I heard you didn't go to the exam yesterday? Oops, for a poor ghost like you, learning is the only springboard, but you give up...... By the way, my dad's branch is about to open, for the sake of you and my classmates, when I take over the company, you can come to me as a security guard! Hahaha! ”

Wu Zhichao ridiculed Jiang Fan in public, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone.

And Jiang Fan turned over the normal lifelessness and replied lightly.

"That's a good idea, but I'm afraid that before the time comes, you'll lose all your father's money first."

Wu Zhichao's family opened a large construction company, and on weekdays, he relied on his nouveau riche father and often bullied his classmates.

In Wu Zhichao's eyes, Jiang Fan dared to confess to Zhao Xiaotong, it was simply a slap in the face, and this party was organized by himself, so he naturally wanted to take Jiang Fan under the knife:

"Defeat must have something to lose, who let me have a rich father, you...... Tut-tut, I heard that your father disappeared three months ago, and I think it's mostly a bad luck ......."

"Go on, I promise you won't be able to get out of this room tonight!"

When it comes to his father, Jiang Fan can't bear it anymore, he has always lived with his father, and there is no need to say much about that family affection. As a result, Jiang Fan's father suddenly disappeared a few months ago, and there is still no news from him.

Wu Zhichao teased this matter, he had already touched Jiang Fan's bottom line, he grabbed a wine bottle violently, smashed half of it, and pressed it in front of Wu Zhichao, his eyes were as fierce as a wolf.