Chapter Seventy-Seven: Three Hundred Pieces
Gangneung University, at the main entrance of the school, at half past one in the afternoon.
Zhang Zhiming, who was late, walked unhurriedly on the avenue leading to the teaching building, and wanted to stay at home for a while today, but Wang Shen personally called to say that there was a class meeting in the afternoon, and he must not skip class.
I don't know why, along the way, Zhang Zhiming always felt that many people looked at him very wrongly.
There are several waves of people who have walked through one after another, and there are always a few who stare at him with a very ambiguous smile, if it's just like this, forget it, after all, it's normal to be handsome and attract girls.
But the horror is that there are not only young girls among these people, but male college students who make up the majority.
"Hiss~, am I becoming handsome again? It's already handsome to the point of killing both men and women? ”
"That's scary, isn't it?"
Now go back to the boys' dormitory, the danger is ×
Go to the toilet in a nearby office building, where no one usually √
The more Zhang Zhiming thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, and subconsciously covered his ass and hid in the nearest toilet.
In the middle of the men's and women's toilets is a row of washstands, and on the top of the washstand is a large grooming mirror, Zhang Zhiming carefully observed his face in front of the mirror, and even looked at every pore carefully, trying to find out the difference.
After watching it for a long time, Zhang Zhiming didn't see anything, it was still the dream face of a 900 million girl, it didn't become ugly, but it didn't become better-looking.
"That's strange, why is it stared at without change, is it my delusion?"
Zhang Zhiming felt that it might be that he had psychological problems after being reborn, maybe he was sick, and he subconsciously regarded himself as the protagonist of the world, so he felt that everyone was looking at him.
The appearance of this kind of psychology is not good, it has to be changed!
At this moment, Zhang Zhiming suddenly felt that his buttocks were touched, and Zhang Zhiming's eyes instantly widened like copper bells, and he raised his head suddenly.
Fortunately, it's a girl with a good face, although she is dressed up, but she doesn't look like a, she may not have noticed it, but she was too careful.
Zhang Zhiming thought so, and then the girl's hand continued to pat on the buttocks.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Zhang Zhiming turned around and scolded the girl angrily.
The girl was taken aback, subconsciously took a few steps back, and then took out three red banknotes from the wallet in her pocket in Zhang Zhiming's stunned eyes and handed them to Zhang Zhiming.
Zhang Zhiming frowned and said: "You don't need to take the money, just don't do this kind of thing in the future, don't learn well at a young age, learn from others to be a!" ”
The good-looking girl, her eyes did not leave Zhang Zhiming's face the whole time, although she was startled by Zhang Zhiming, she quickly returned to normal, licked her upper lips with her tongue and said: "The little handsome guy will pretend to be tall outside, three hundred yuan for you, serve my sister today." ”
"Fool, I'll serve Nima!"
Zhang Zhiming scolded, bypassed the scolded girl and left by herself.
Puxin girl, real shrimp head, I want to make a handsome guy for 300 yuan, I really have something wrong with my head, and everyone has it these days.
Zhang Zhiming understands a truth, no matter how beautiful the wildflowers you don't know on the roadside, don't pick them, so as not to get sick and go home, harming others and yourself.
After leaving the scope of the office building, Zhang Zhiming walked to the teaching building without stopping.
At this time, it was almost class time, so there were a lot of people coming and going in the teaching building, and Zhang Zhiming finally determined that everything was not his own illusion, but that there were really many people observing themselves.
And most of the people who look at themselves seem to be laughing at themselves.
This feeling is very bad, Zhang Zhiming accelerated directly to the classroom, and then quickly pushed the door open and dodged in.
"Yo, Brother Ming, did you go to pick up the guests and come back?"
As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhang Zhiming heard Zhou Hao's voice.
Zhang Zhiming's eyes followed the sound, and he saw that the three roommates all had smiling expressions.
Not only them, but most of the people in the class looked at them with an extremely strange look.
"Zhang Zhiming, is your thing true or false?"
"Is someone manipulating you?"
"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, three hundred yuan, Zhang Zhiming, how much have you earned in the past two days, take me to make a fortune together!"
"Brother Ming, take me to make a fortune!"
Something is wrong, something is wrong, there must be ghosts.
"What's wrong, inexplicable." Zhang Zhiming asked.
Yuan Keke, who was sitting in the first row, stood up and walked next to Zhang Zhiming, and asked in a low voice: "Zhang Zhiming, is your family very poor and short of money?" ”
"My family is not very wealthy, but there is no shortage of money." Zhang Zhiming replied.
Yuan Keke asked again: "Then do you have any difficulties that you dare not tell your parents, you tell me, I will do my best to help you." ”
"No, I don't have any difficulties." Zhang Zhiming shook his head.
Yuan Keke patted his chest: "That's good, someone should be teasing you, is it your roommate maliciously tricky?" ”
"Huh?"
Zhang Zhiming was even more confused.
"Squad leader, don't talk nonsense, we didn't fix him."
At this time, Lu Chenghao couldn't help it, and he didn't know when he came over to listen to the conversation between Yuan Keke and Zhang Zhiming.
Lu Chenghao laughed non-stop and walked up to Zhang Zhiming and took out his mobile phone and said, "Ah Ming, take a look for yourself, I really didn't expect you to have a side job." ”
"What the hell?" Zhang Zhiming, who was confused, took the phone and looked at it, he instantly understood what was going on, and a monstrous anger erupted from all over his body.
Good guy, I saw that Lu Chenghao took a photo on his mobile phone, which was taken of Chen Min's computer, and the page on it was the post bar in Jiangling University Town, which is still normal here, but the content of the post bar is very unsightly.
It reads as follows:
"Hello everyone, I'm Zhang Zhiming, a freshman at Gangneung University, I'm sure you've also seen my singing video, isn't it handsome?
Now I have a difficulty, so I need you, give me three hundred dollars in cash, I salute you, and touch my ass as a signal when I meet with satisfaction.
It's OK for both men and women! ”
After reading Zhang Zhiming's face darkened, no wonder there were so many weird eyes as soon as he entered the school, no wonder the woman touched her buttocks, no wonder many people are laughing at themselves now.
This is a blatant slander, and if you know who did it, you have to do it.
Suddenly, Zhang Zhiming thought of a serious problem, there are not many people who have time to browse posts at the moment, but how do you feel that many people already know their own things.
Then there is only one thing to prove.....
Zhang Zhiming looked up and asked Lu Chenghao: "Dahao, how many people like this post now, and how many people forward it?" ”
Lu Chenghao touched his chin and thought for a while: "Who likes it has nothing to remember this, but there are quite a lot of posts forwarded, and almost all of them dominate the screen." ”
Hehe!
Zhang Zhiming has probably guessed who did it.
I remember someone saying that at least he should be set on fire in the Gangneung University Town district.
"Shen Xianglong, who went to Nima, is this the fire method to let Lao Tzu fire?"
Zhang Zhiming, who was furious, planned to go to Shen Xianglong, a street boy, to settle accounts as soon as he finished the class meeting.
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