The strongest prodigal student in the city

Chapter 2 Pretentious, We're Serious
After a class, Zhang Chu couldn't help yawning, because of the system and the rebirth with memory.

Zhang Chu knows the content of the third year of senior high school very well. In other words, even if he is allowed to take the college entrance examination now, he can do it with ease.

However, he didn't really want to act out of line, at most he just fell asleep on the table.

Finally, after school, Zhang Chu strolled down the teaching building, but was stopped by a group of aggressive male students.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of the young boy's mouth: "Hey, boy, you are the transfer student Zhang Chu who transferred to Class [-] of Senior Three today."

Zhang Chu nodded with a smile: "Yes, I am. What's the matter?"

Tang Feng chuckled and said, "Oh, you did a good job this morning, how much did you pay for the car rental?"

Zhang Chu sneered: "spending money? Hehe, are you a badass? Those are my own cars."

Tang Feng said contemptuously: "Bah, return your family's car, do you know that our Tang family is one of the richest people in QY City, and my pocket money usually costs tens of thousands of yuan a day, and you, a poor ghost, can't afford it." You really have the guts to try to compete for my position in our school."

Zhang Chu smiled with interest: "Oh, so your family is quite rich."

Tang Feng raised his head and chest, and smiled indifferently: "Of course, there are still tens of millions."

Zhang Chu was shocked and said: "Wow, tens of millions, then your family is really rich. Unlike me, my family is only a few billion. I don't spend much money at ordinary times. I just burn money to play. One day Let’s just burn one million and 80, which is far worse than you.”

puff!
The onlookers laughed.

Nima!

Classmate, are you sure you didn't come here to be funny? This is obviously a joke!
It’s okay to say such bragging words with billions in the family, and it doesn’t cost money to play for a day.

how can that be!

The most important thing is to burn a million and 80, which is like a prodigal son!

Prodigal, what a prodigal!

Gudong!

Tang Feng seemed to have choked on something in his throat, and he stared blankly, unable to speak.

Zhang Chu snapped his fingers casually, "Well, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to give my sweaty BMW a full body massage, and after that, I can only make bird's nest, abalone and ginseng soup."

puff!
In addition to being shocked, all the people present felt that Zhang Chu’s bragging was too big, and they all looked at him like a second fool.

Tang Feng came back to his senses and laughed loudly: "Haha, I'm dying of laughter, and you're still sweating like a BMW. I seriously doubt that your car and that horse were rented before. Although it's very bluffing, but like you love to pretend Forced, the family fortune will be ruined sooner or later."

With the sound of a high-pitched horse whistling, everyone present shuddered at the same time, with goose bumps all over their bodies.

I saw a silver-white sweat horse galloping from the playground, stepping on the concrete road with four powerful hooves, and I could see the scene of the mud flying.

With its silver-white mane fluttering, this silver-white horse of sweat and blood, like a bolt of lightning galloping from the dark night, not only shocked everyone's hearts, but also deeply stimulated everyone's visual nerves.

Especially some girls, when they saw a silver-white sweat-and-blood horse, subconsciously had an illusion that this silver-white sweat-blood horse was ridden by their prince charming.

When everyone was silent in surprise and joy, Zhang Chu stepped on the bloody BMW.

As if feeling the feeling of being king, this silver-white bloody horse roared to the sky, and ran towards the outside of the school with its strong limbs.

The scene was extremely exciting.

Wherever they passed, everyone looked envious and in awe, feeling deeply shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

However, when everyone thought that Zhang Chu was leaving just like that, Zhang Chu rode the bloody BMW back to Tang Feng and the others, as if it was a demonstration.

The bloody horse raised its front hooves high, and then raised its head to the sky and let out a long howl.

Zhang Chu patted the sweaty BMW on the head, and said softly: "Xiaobai, I'm going down now."

Xiaobai understood the words very well, and even lay down on the ground.

Zhang Chu fell to the ground with both feet, and said with a light smile, “How about it, my mount is not bad.”

Tang Feng curled his lips, not to be outdone, and said: "Hmph, what you say is yours is yours, I think even yours is not as good as my 300 million Porsche sports car."

A dog-legged conformity said: "That's right, this horse can't even go on the road. It doesn't look like Tang Shao's Porsche sports car. I have ridden it before. It is so cool that I don't want it. Many girls like it when they see it." It’s unbelievable, just your horse, you say it’s a bloody horse, why didn’t I see any blood, besides, this horse is worth 10,000+ at most.”

10,000+?
Although Zhang Chu didn’t know how much the price of a horse was, the price of a sweaty BMW that could bleed could range from hundreds of thousands to tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

The reason why he rode Xiaobai around just now was also to witness whether Xiaobai was really a sweaty white horse, just when everyone was wondering if Xiaobai was a sweaty white horse.

A miracle happened.

A male classmate pointed at Xiaobai in shock and said, "God, look quickly, that horse's back seems to be bleeding, look quickly!"

bleed?

Isn't that a bloody horse?
None of the people present had ever seen a bloody BMW, but Xiaobai's hair on his back gradually turned red, and soon a large area of ​​red turned red.

The silver-white hair was also dyed red.

Tang Feng said in shock: "This, it's really a bloody horse."

Zhang Chu said disapprovingly: "Although I don't know the price of this hard-earned BMW, at least it's not worse than your 300 million Porsche sports car. Didn't you laugh at me for not having a sports car? Well, you bring your Porsche sports car over here , It also opened my eyes to what kind of rubbish sports car a 300 million Porsche sports car is.”

Tang Feng said angrily: "You actually said that my 300 million Porsche sports car is rubbish! You wait for me! I will show you the Porsche sports car I bought for 300 million and modified with 50!"

Tang Feng refused to admit defeat. In this school, he has always been the richest second-generation son, and he has never been compared to others.

I didn't do it before, and I will never allow my position to be trampled on in the future, so I ran immediately and took 10 minutes to drive my red Porsche sports car over.

The modified red Porsche sports car was like a flash of lightning, and it creaked to a stop on the side of the road. Sitting in the car, Tang Feng raised his head confidently, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "Zhang Chu, do you see, this is my front and back flower. How about a 350 million refitted Porsche sports car, better than your hard-earned BMW that doesn’t know what the price is?”

As soon as the red Porsche sports car appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

There is envy, there is jealousy, and more is envy, jealousy and hatred.

A group of dog legs were also triumphant, stroking the Porsche sports car enviously.

But Zhang Chu whistled disapprovingly, and wrote lightly: "350 million broken cars are nothing more than that. It's time to witness a miracle."

Immediately, Zhang Chu pointed with his right hand, and everyone looked around, only to see a row of colorful sports cars driving over in a uniform manner.

That scene was so shocking and heart-warming, it was so shocking that the crap flowed out.

Seeing Tang Feng's dumbfounded expression, the corner of Zhang Chu's mouth curled into a smug smile: "Pretentious, we are serious."

(End of this chapter)