My iceberg smiled

Chapter 640 Brother Xiao, do you want a pack?

This alone is completely incomparable with their school.

Lin Hai No. [-] Middle School, where Shen Zhen attended, is one of the top key high schools in Haicheng City. Not only is the environment beautiful, but the teachers and learning atmosphere are even more excellent.

Unlike class 9 now, self-study has started early, and it is still noisy.

Shen Zhen didn't speak, and the people around didn't bother her anymore.

What is outrageous is that this group of people actually played Doudizhu next to him.

"Three belts and one."

"Sorry, pass."

"A pair of 4!"

"A pair of K!"

"Take it! For 2!"

"Do you have a bomb in your hand? Hurry out if you do! We are on the same team! Fuck the landlord!"

"No! I've passed it! I'm afraid this plate is a bit hanging!"

"Who are you scolding as a landlord? If I'm sorry, I'll just watch Grandpa play cards for you! Watch it! Shunzi!"

Shen Zhen, who was staring blankly at the side: "..."

This was the first time he had seen someone bring playing cards to school in his life. At least in the schools and classes he attended, no one dared to do so.

Not only did this group of people show their cards on the table openly, but they also shouted louder than each other. Are you afraid that the teacher will be caught when the teacher comes?

Shen Zhen looked at the other people around, but none of them were seriously reading early.

All kinds of games appeared in the classroom of Class 9 one after another, and Shen Zhen said that his eyes were opened today.

Their behavior... is similar to gathering crowds to gamble, right?

Although it is not money that is blocked, but spicy strips.

Shen Zhen looked at Wu Yi and Kong Zhixing who just lost against the Landlord, and each of them pulled out a pack of spicy sticks from the drawer and threw it to Shao Fei.

Shao Feishun put one in his mouth, and deliberately squinted his eyes to pretend to be smoking. He looked quite skilled, and he probably smoked a lot outside.

Shao Fei said: "You two chickens, are you still coming? Do you want me to give you water?"

Wu Yi snorted coldly: "Don't act aggressive in front of me. Believe it or not, I'll win back all my capital and profits in a while!"

Kong Zhixing said: "My family is rich, my dad just brought me a box of spicy sticks yesterday, you can win whatever you want."

As he said that, Kong Zhixing pulled his drawer open abruptly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Several packs of spicy strips overflowed from the inside and fell to the ground.

Shao Fei's eyes glowed.

Wu Yi still turned her head arrogantly, but she took a second look at the full drawer from the corner of her eye.

Xin said that it would be good to open a small shop at home.

Then, several people suddenly caught Shen Zhen's gaze.

I couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Kong Zhixing picked up the packets of spicy sticks that fell out from the ground, and said with a cheerful smile, "Brother Xiao, would you like a packet?"

This tone seems to be asking the big brother of the society: Cigarettes, would you like a pack?

Shen Zhen never eats junk food, not only because these snacks are too bad, he doesn't bother to eat them, but also because the Shen family's family education is strict, and they will never let the children of the Shen family eat these messy non-staple foods sold outside.

But just as Shao Fei tore open a package, the smell of the spicy oil had already come out, which irritated the tip of the nose and made the mouth salivate uncontrollably.

Shen Zhen didn't understand why junk food had such a scent.

Before he came back to his senses, Kong Zhixing tore open a pack of spicy sticks in front of him, shook out one, and handed it directly to his mouth.

He also yelled around in a very chubby manner: "Where's the lighter? Where's the lighter? You guys! Light it up for Brother Xiao!"

Shen Zhen: "..."

(End of this chapter)