Chapter Seventy-One: The Apartment of the University of Kyoto

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The boy with the umbrella is not angry.

"That's right, we're just small people, but you're different, you're going to be the top students of Beijing University, in case because of this, your reputation will decline, and you will be hated by the school, which will affect the evaluation, but the gains will outweigh the losses. ”

The middle-aged man has been doing this work all the year round, and he already knows what these students are most afraid of, so he hesitated to say it in a word.

"Okay, I'll suffer a little loss, two thousand yuan, no less. ”

The middle-aged man is not stupid, he knows that these students Su Ri'an are out of the house and bring a lot of travel expenses, but he can't be in a hurry, but two thousand yuan is enough to earn five times the difference.

"Brother Bin!"

The face of the boy with the umbrella was wrinkled like a bitter melon, 2,000 yuan, and his mother had to work hard for a month to earn these salaries.

"Count us on!"

Wang Bin said fiercely, staring at the middle-aged man: "When I am admitted to Beijing University, this account will be settled with you." ”

"Haha, okay, I'll wait. ”

The middle-aged man has nothing to fear.

Wang Bin and his gang paid the money, left, and rushed into the apartment.

"Hey, don't sit still, get out of the car!"

The middle-aged man leaned on the motorcycle, counting the banknotes beautifully.

"I've got money!"

Wei Fan opened his umbrella and stood in the rain: "But I don't want to give it to you." ”

"What?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Wei Fan in amazement, those students who were slaughtered by him either said that they had no money, or they begged, in short, the attitude was very soft, and it was the first time he had seen such a tough student.

On the long street, the rain is raging, washing the ground.

"Brother Bin!"

The boy with the umbrella heard the conversation behind him and couldn't help but stop.

"It's too young and vigorous, people dare to collect black money, there must be a backstage, otherwise it would have been beaten by Beijing University. ”

Wang Bin snorted coldly, he actually couldn't swallow this breath, so he just chose another way, that is, to wait until the assessment is over, find out the origin of this guy, and then calculate the general account.

"As promised, fifty!"

Wei Fan paid.

"Ha, that's it, what about you sending beggars?" The middle-aged man licked the corners of his mouth: "If you don't pay the money now, we will collect it tomorrow, but that's not the point." ”

"Will the price go up?"

Wei Fan scoffed.

"It's according to usury. ”

The middle-aged man was angry: "You live here, you can't run away if you want to, by the way, let the school know that you owe this kind of money, I'm afraid you will be directly deprived of your qualification for the exam, right?"

"Wei Fan!"

Cao Chusheng wanted to spend money, but he knew that Wei Fan would never compromise, so he was simply entangled.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and pay for it, it's raining heavily, and I'm still waiting to pick up the second batch of students." ”

The middle-aged man urged, walked a few steps to Wei Fan's side, raised his leg and kicked his lower abdomen, without giving these students a little color, they would not be afraid.

Wei Fan didn't move, because Cha Cha who was standing next to the carriage couldn't help it, raised his hands to change the pot, and slammed it on the middle-aged man's head.

Bang!

Click!

The flower pot cracked, a piece fell, the middle-aged man screamed, and fell to the ground, and the rain washed away the blood.

"Well done!"

Wei Fan praised.

"Hee-hee!"

Cha Cha grinned, jumped out of the carriage, held the flower pot, and came towards the middle-aged man again.

Bang!

The middle-aged man who wanted to get up fell to the ground again.

"Damn, do you know that we are covered by crows, and if you offend them, you will definitely be killed. ”

The middle-aged man roared.

The long street called Asahi is not bustling and has many old buildings, but the most eye-catching of them is the guest house attached to Kyoto University.

The twelve-story apartment, in the cold rain curtain, still exudes a strong breath of vitality and books, which is brought by those candidates.

"Look, there's a fight in the streets!"

"What's going on?"

"Damn, it's those black cars who are making trouble again, why doesn't anyone clean them up?"

On the side facing the street, he quickly stretched out his head and looked downward, and then he was stunned.

A little Lori squatted on the ground, grabbing a flower pot with both hands to smash the black car driver, and a handsome teenager stood next to her, holding an umbrella for her.

"Is the Crow Dead Regiment more powerful than a knife?"

Wei Fan asked boredly and instructed Cao Chusheng: "You take the things in first!"

"I'm with you!"

Cao Chusheng knew that this was a friend who was going to fight alone, so he didn't agree.

"Although the Little Knife Club is said to be the first force in Beijing, it has long been defeated at sunset, and now the most powerful is the Black Crow Death Group, although there are not many members, but they are not afraid of death, fierce and cruel, so they have laid the most territory. ”

The middle-aged man stared at Wei Fan viciously: "Outsiders like you don't know how terrible black crows are. ”

"I'll wait to see it. ”

Wei Fan threw fifty yuan in the middle-aged man's face: "Cha Cha, let's go." ”

"Haha, don't give me a copper plate if you don't even give me a copper plate. ”

The middle-aged man was disdainful, got up, and prepared to start the motorcycle.

"Did I let you go?"

Wei Fan took out a leaf of Mori Qianluo and held it to his mouth.

"What?"

The middle-aged man was stunned.

"Get all the money out of you. ”

Seeing that the other party didn't move, Wei Fan grabbed his hair, slammed his head, and slammed his head on the wall of the car: "Hurry up!"

"Wow!"

The onlookers exclaimed, this new one is not a good stubble!

"Count you ruthless!"

The middle-aged man compromised, just rode a motorcycle and left, and did not forget to turn around and threaten: "You wait for me, the Black Crow Death Group will make you live in fear for the rest of your life!"

"Don't worry, something happened, I'm responsible. ”

Wei Fan comforted his friend, took his luggage, and walked into the Jingda apartment.

There were quite a few people in the hall, and some ran down from the upper floors, ready to inquire about the identity of Wei Fan, who had lived here for several days, and dared to resist those black car drivers, this was the first.

"Hello, my name is Qu Fei and I am from Dongshan No. 1 Middle School. ”

The umbrella boy was very excited, and Wei Fan did something he didn't dare to do.

"Get your money back!"

Wei Fan handed the wallet to Cao Chusheng: "You send it to them, and then go and ask, whoever was cheated by that driver has money, give them some money." ”

"Okay!"

Cao Chusheng is not stupid and knows that this is a good opportunity to make connections.

"Huh?"

The boy with the umbrella was a little stunned, he didn't expect the money to come back, and suddenly looked at the team leader happily: "Brother Bin." ”

"Be careful, those guys won't give up. Wang Bin walked to the stands with a gloomy face: "Forget my money." ”

"What does he mean?"

Cao Chusheng was puzzled.

Wei Fan shrugged his shoulders.

"Hey, Brother Bin!"

The boy with the umbrella didn't understand why the chief student was angry, but some of the brains quickly guessed.

When the candidates come to Beijing University, who doesn't want to get ahead and show off their style? As soon as they arrived, they were blackmailed with money, and if everyone swallowed their anger the same, it would be okay, but if someone stood up, it would naturally appear that they were timid and incompetent.

Wang Bin is a proud person, how could he not complain about Wei Fan when this kind of thing happened?

"We are from Higashiyama No. 1 Middle School. ”

Wang Bin took out the certificate and reported the origin, if it was before, he would proudly say the three words of chief student, but now, he is ashamed to say it.

"It's all that kid's fault!"

Wang Bin roared in his heart.

"Which room would you like to stay in?"

The apartment manager, a fifty-year-old aunt, took a casual glance at the certificate and went on to trim her nails.

"Can you choose for yourself?"

Qu Fei leaned over: "Are all the rooms the same?"

"Sixteen rooms, twelve rooms, eight rooms. The aunt introduced: "Of course, you have to afford the money, and there are two people in the room." ”

"Ah, it still costs money? Isn't this a preferential service provided by the university for those top students who are likely to be admitted to Beijing University according to their scores?"

Qu Fei is not easy to fool.

"If you don't want to spend money, you can live in a sixteen-person room!"

The aunt rolled her eyes, those two people were all rebuilt by her privately, but she was a relative of a leader of the school, even if she was reported, she was not afraid.

"We had a room of twelve. ”

During the exam, you should try to rest as much as possible, so Wang Bin chose a good room according to the number of people on his side: "Try to be quiet." ”

"Sign up!"

didn't make much money, and the aunt had a perfunctory attitude: "What about the two of you?"

"Between two!"

As soon as Wei Fan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cao Chusheng: "It's too wasteful, let's just live in a sixteen room." ”

"What about Chacha?"

Wei Fan frowned, you can't let the little girl and a group of boys squeeze into a room, right? That would be too inconvenient, and the secrets of Sen Qianluo and the grass thief could not be exposed.

"First of all, I would like to state that no one else is allowed to stay here except for the candidates. ”

The aunt spoke roughly, slanting at the little Lori.

"It's okay to live in a room for two, right?"

Wei Fan asked rhetorically.

"Add money!"

Auntie licked her lips, in fact, as long as you have money, the rules are all bullshit, and it is not a problem for you to bring a woman back to stay.

"Don't be too aggressive, believe it or not, I'm making a big deal and uniting all the candidates to rebel against you?"

Wei Fan was also annoyed, leaned forward, and stared at his aunt: "You won't get a dime when the time comes." ”

If other candidates said this, the aunt didn't care, but this stunned young man had just beaten the black car driver, and she was still a little afraid.

"Between two people, three thousand yuan a month, if you don't live enough, you won't return!"

Big Mom compromised.

"Good!"

Wei Fan paid the money.

"Let's go, I'll take you to your room. ”

Auntie is happy, she has money to eat tonight.

"It's not that I said, you guys have made a lot of money, the two of you are on the top floor, and the scenery is excellent. ”

The aunt chattered endlessly, selling all kinds of goods.

The location of the room is good, in the corridor by the inside, relatively quiet, and although the layout and furnishings are a little old, but the washing is very clean, there is a fragrance of flowers and plants.

"Not bad!"

Wei Fan was very satisfied: "Cha Cha, go put something." ”

"Oh!"

Cha Cha rushed in with a smile and placed Sen Qianluo on the windowsill.

The aunt licked her thumb, counted the bills, and as soon as she went downstairs, a fat man ran up.

"Mom, the people of the Shenwu Reserve Army want to book those two-person rooms, and they all want it. ”

The fat man was excited.