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Chapter 14 Yang Guang's Small Abacus
Chapter 15 Yang Guang's Small Abacus

"It's not impossible, but will you tell me the price difference this time?" Yang Guang didn't agree immediately. He decided that it would be better to do business alone. Although Yang Mei is his own sister, who called him Extremely short of money right now?

"Ah! Money"

As soon as she heard the price difference, Yang Mei immediately became mentally retarded. She opened her big black eyes as if she couldn't understand the meaning of Yang Guang's words, and as if she suddenly remembered something, she hurriedly took out 200 yuan from her small purse and handed it to Yang Guangdao. : "Don't tell me, I forgot, I gave you the balance of 100 last night, and this is the remaining 200!"

But Yang Guang didn't reach out to pick it up.

It's a joke, he helped Yangmei make a lot of money this time, although I don't know the exact amount, but it's impossible to get rid of him for a simple 300 yuan.

Yang Mei's face turned red, she actually knew it was unethical to do so.

It seems that 300 yuan is a little less.

So Yang Mei timidly took out another 200 yuan.

If you are not in charge, you don't know that oil and rice are expensive, and she would not be able to earn 200 yuan a month before. Although this time she will definitely make a small fortune, is it worth saving?

What's more, based on her understanding of Yang Guang, she must have something to go to the Internet cafe to eat chicken after taking the money. Rather than being wasted like this by her brother, she thinks it's better to stay and make more money.

Yang Guang was not too polite, no matter how few mosquitoes there were, they were still meat. In fact, he also knew that Yangmei could add 200 yuan to his heart.

Then, Yang Guang left with a smile!

gone!

go!
Yang Mei immediately stood there in a daze. Didn't she agree to help her buy the ticket?what's the situation?
"Yang Guang, didn't you help me buy the ticket?" Yang Mei was a little anxious, and hurriedly shouted towards Yang Guang's back.
After finishing Yangmei's affairs, Yang Guang finally relaxed, and deposited the 400 yuan in his hand into the wealth value, and then went to the high school.

In the afternoon, the class is still mainly reviewing, and the reviewing is also followed. Although the liberal arts are not as good as the martial arts, the scores of the liberal arts still have a certain proportion in the scores of the martial arts.

So during the whole time, Yang Guang didn't take a break to study the character attribute panel. It was because of what happened in the morning that Zhao Lingling, Fu Wenbin, and classmates who had a good relationship with Yang Guang expressed their concern for Yang Guang.

"Does Yang Guang know? Zhang Xiaoyu is here to hold a concert!" Zhao Lingling suddenly looked at Yang Guang and said, "I also heard that Zhang Xiaoyu's concert will be held for three consecutive days. Will you go?"

The two of them were at the same table, and they had a good relationship, so Zhao Lingling didn't feel that she needed to avoid Yang Guang. On the contrary, she liked being with Yang Guang a little bit.

In her opinion, although Yang Guang's family is not rich, Yang Guang does not have the hypocrisy of other male voices, and often she likes to share any joy with Yang Guang.

It's just that Yang Guang doesn't really have a cold about celebrities.

Back then in the Red Flag era, he had seen quite a few celebrities, both domestic and foreign, and even Fuso Niao Country filming hand-to-hand combat, all of them.

But what about seeing a star?Is it possible that someone will sleep with you for a night because of your star chasing?
nonexistent!

So although Yang Guang doesn't dislike celebrities, he definitely doesn't like them.What's more, last night at the gymnasium, he personally saw Zhang Xiaoyu playing a game of eagle and chicken with a man on the second floor, so he really didn't feel anything special except nausea.

Thinking of Zhang Xiaoyu, Yang Guang and his wife cheered up.

Although he thinks that Zhang Xiaoyu's private life is a bit of a thing, but to him, he is definitely a coin dispenser that knows RMB. Hasn't he seen that someone can get tens of thousands of tickets for just a few tickets?

"No, I have to go home to study at night!" Yang Guang curled his lips and said with a smile: "We poor people can't afford such high-end consumption, and a standing ticket costs hundreds of dollars, which is enough for me. One month's living expenses! I think you should pull it down, go home and watch the live broadcast, and you don't have to make such a fuss!"

Even though he said so, Yang Guang made up his mind to call Zhang Xiaoyu's manager as soon as school was over. The two of them had added each other's phone numbers when transferring money via Fetion in the morning, but he didn't know if Zhang Xiaoyu would refuse. .

If you refuse, it's all money!
"If Yang Guang doesn't go, I can go!" Fu Wenbin didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, but he had already made up Zhao Lingling's idea.

Zhao Lingling is not just a schoolgirl. The key is that she still has money in her family, and she doesn't have the petty temper that those rich girls usually have.

If someone can have a girlfriend like Zhao Lingling, no matter who it is, it will be a very face-saving thing.

"Go, go!" Zhao Lingling glared at Fu Wenbin angrily, and cursed, "There are you all over there, and Yang Guang was sick this morning and didn't see you coming for something practical, and he ate one buddy's all day long." , I am ashamed of you!"

"Didn't I call Li Jinbao?" Fu Wenbin looked aggrieved, but he looked at Yang Guang, stared at Yang Guang for a long time and asked, "I said Yang Guang, what did you do this morning?" What? Why did you turn pale all of a sudden?"

Because Yang Guang went out with the class teacher Li Jinbao at that time, in Fu Wenbin's view, he naturally went to the school doctor's office, and after Yang Guang came back, he didn't say anything about his illness and he completely ignored it.

Now that Zhao Lingling asked, Fu Wenbin undoubtedly became concerned.

"It's okay, I've practiced too much!" Yang Guang waved his hands at the two of them like a normal person, and said with a smile: "But today, my buddy made a lot of money. Let me tell you, today I rubbed Lao Li's thermos cup to raise him." Where's the blood soup! Tsk tsk tsk, do you think you picked up a few dollars for nothing?"

"Just blow you away and over-practice. I think you over-slept!" Fu Wenbin rolled his eyes. He didn't believe that Yang Guang was practicing in the morning.

If he could practice kung fu while lying on the table, he would have become a master long ago. Where is he still struggling to apply for martial arts or liberal arts?
Several people quarreled for a while, and the bell for the last class rang, but Zhao Lingling tugged on Yang Guang's sleeve when she got back to her seat, and asked Yang Guang in a low voice when no one was paying attention: "Are you really practicing in the morning? "

In fact, Zhao Lingling was a little suspicious in the morning.

She is a top female student in liberal arts, and she is actually a top student in her grade in martial arts.

After all, the family is rich, and there is no shortage of blood-nourishing medicinal materials such as qi-blood soup, ginseng, and velvet antler. Compared with poor people like Yang Guang and Fu Wenbin, they are naturally ahead of the starting line.

According to Yang Guang's performance in the morning, Zhao Lingling could tell at a glance that Yang Guang was in a state of collapse, but Yang Guang didn't like learning martial arts at all before, so she didn't think about it.

But Zhao Lingling was undoubtedly a little surprised that Yang Guang actually admitted it himself just now!

(End of this chapter)