Chapter 1211: The Only Stain on Wealth
Porridge porridge: "? ”
Does she want to tell him that she is rich?
However, before she could speak, several bursts of laughter rang out around her.
Someone said: "I can also worship the rich, she is really powerful, and she slaughtered the top 100 lists on the dark web by herself." ”
"I know, I know, she's my idol too! I've always dreamed of being as good as her, no, half as good as she is. ”
"That's the name, and I'm a little embarrassed to tell people that I adore her."
As soon as this person's voice fell, two voices said unpleasantly: "What's wrong with this name?" ”
After speaking, the two were stunned and looked at each other, it was actually him/her?
Congee Congee and Fang Zichong looked at each other, a little surprised.
Fang Zichong said curiously: "You also worship wealth? ”
Congee hesitated and nodded, "Sort of." ”
"What do you mean?" Fang Zichong frowned, very dissatisfied with her answer, feeling that her worship was not pious enough, "Yes, no, no, we rich and noble men don't want you to be like this." ”
After speaking, he looked at the person who spoke just now, and he was even more angry than Congee Congee himself, "You say, what's wrong with this name?" Domineering and down-to-earth, what are you dissatisfied with? ”
knew that he was a loyal fan of Fugui, and the person who spoke just now also smiled and said: "I said it wrong, this name is very good, not ordinary people can come up with it." ”
Congee Congee is not stupid, and even because of his perennial acting, it can be clearly seen that he is lying.
She puffed out her cheeks unhappily, very unhappy.
What's wrong with calling it rich, how good, it sounds like it's rich and blessed, and it's better than the name of the rich brother.
But with such a play, she didn't say that she was rich.
People who don't know how to appreciate her name are not qualified to know her identity!
At that moment, someone was curious: "Congee Congee, your father is the Ye team, right, I heard that you are also from the fourth game, have you ever seen Fugui?" ”
Congee Congee nodded, "I've seen it, we're very familiar, see you every day." ”
When she washed her face, she saw it in the mirror.
Hearing this, everyone else was visibly excited, and even Fang Zichong couldn't help but look at her.
Regardless of the name, her ability is really strong, and they all really admire it.
At this time, they all asked excitedly: "What does wealth look like?" Is it male or female? ”
"Men, I heard that he is very good, he started acting ten years ago, I remember ten years ago, the four games were all men."
"Yes, hey, that's a pity, I heard that Fugui is only one meter six, it's a pity."
"Nonsense!" Congee Congee's eyes widened suddenly, "It's one meter six or seven!" ”
She's already miserable enough, why should she be given seven centimeters less!
Unexpectedly, hearing this, the expressions of the others collapsed even more, "It's only one meter six or seven, hey, it's still short, it's a pity, if it's taller, it will be even more magnificent." ”
I agree with this porridge.
She flattened her mouth, and wanted to say why she was so short.
There is no momentum at all when it is said.
Now she really doesn't want to say that she is rich, she doesn't want to give anyone a chance to laugh at him for being short.
Just think about it and get angry!
Qin Yimi, six or seven, is a stain on her Qin Qimi's life!
Fang Zichong's expression also became hesitant, but as a rich brainless fan, he said: "It's okay if a person is powerful enough, what do you want to do if you are so tall, no matter how tall you are, your fists are not hard enough, you still can't do it, you are a stupid big man." ”
Hearing this, Congee Congee stared at him, not only did not be moved in the slightest, but also felt that he was in Versailles.
A full man doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry, that's what he's talking about!
What are you doing when you're still so tall, of course, for the sake of face.
Even if Qin Qimi can't reach it, Qin Ermi sounds more domineering than Qin Yimi, six or seven.
Hum!
She looked at Fang Zichong with envy and hatred, which made Fang Zichong confused, and she didn't know which sentence was wrong to provoke her.
This is what Xi Mo saw when he came over, he walked over and touched Congee's head, "What are you doing, puffing up." ”
Congee Congee looked up at him, sad from the heart, and threw himself into his arms, wanting to cry.
How can anyone be taller than her?
With such good genes, why can't she grow taller?
Seeing her like this, Xi Mo couldn't help but be a little worried, his brows furrowed, the aura around him was cold, his eyes swept around, and he said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" ”
Fang Zichong didn't know what was going on, so he told them everything just now.
"We don't know what's wrong with her."
Simer: "......" he knows.
It must be their height that pierces the heart of the little melon.
When I was a child, I minded this, and every time they said it, they wanted to fry it, or they coaxed her, saying that she would be taller when she grew up.
It's not that she lied to her, but her expectations are too high, seven meters, and the tree may not grow that tall.
One meter six or seven, it's actually not very short for a girl.
But for porridge, it's still not enough.
Seeing that the little girl was really sad, Xi Mo coaxed: "Okay, don't cry, you're not an adult, I heard that there are many people who pinch the tail of youth and grow a little, you still have a chance." ”
"Really?" Congee Congee's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at him, "Then can I be so tall as my uncle?" ”
It's a bit difficult, right?
Just as he hesitated, Congee Congee saw his thoughts, and suddenly felt sad, and tears fell down at once.
Xi Mo chuckled in his heart, it's over, it's not good to coax.
He had a headache and didn't know what to do.
can only say: "Congee porridge, you girl doesn't look good when we are so tall." ”
Hearing this, Congee Congee looked unhappy and said, "Uncle, you are patriarchal. ”
Why are they tall and righteous, but not girls?
Siemer choked.
It's not that he thinks girls can't grow so tall, but he knows that she can't grow so tall by herself.
She is now one meter six or seven, even if she tries her best, she can't be as tall as him.
But she can't say this, and she must be even more fried when she says it.
Simer pinched his eyebrows, not knowing how to coax her.
She cried so hard that the other big men couldn't say anything.
Fang Zichong wrinkled his brows, and after thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a comforting word, saying: "Although you are short, but the rich and noble man is also short, you still hope to be on par with her in terms of martial arts." ”
However, she is rich!
He just said that he was rich and short.
Woo whoa –
Porridge porridge was just silently crying, but now it is completely broken.
Her fans all say that she is short, she is not alive!
I can't live this day!
Why is her life so miserable!