Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

When Ji Cheng returned to the classroom, he found snacks and milk tea in his seat. Not only his seat, but every classmate's seat.

The classmates in the classroom are discussing something in a low voice.

Because of that post, everyone said, no one dared to talk to Ji Cheng casually at this moment.

Ji Cheng listened silently for a moment.

I heard the words ‘Xu Chuzheng’, ‘milk tea’, and ‘she requested’.

Ji Cheng's desktop was knocked.

He raised his eyes and saw that the girl was standing outside, with one hand bent and falling on the table and the other in the pocket, with a very cold image.

Ji Cheng got up to make way for her.

"Xu Chuzheng, why did you invite us to drink milk tea?"

A classmate at the front desk saw her back and turned around and asked carefully.

"rich."

"Um..." This is an answer that can't be refuted at all.

The front desk looked back blankly, Xu Chuzheng's family conditions were not good, right?

"She really invited it?"

After inquiring about the news at the front desk, it was immediately passed on to the people in front, and for a while the classroom became lively again.

"I heard that she also invited a senior in high school, so I wish Zian the class."

"Zhu Zi'an... When Yu Yue asked her to trouble her, did you hear that? She also said Zhu Zi'an's name."

"Isn't she hugging Zhu Zian's thigh?"

"Look at her now, where is she like before, for sure! Now someone is backing her..."

"I do the math, she spent at least several thousand today."

"No, Xu Chuzheng is so rich?"

The class had many discussions about Chu Zheng's sudden change, what was the relationship with Zhu Zian, and Yu Yue.

It is so wonderful to write a serial novel.

As soon as Yu Yue took her small attendant into the classroom, she smelled milk tea, and her stomach became nauseous. When she saw several cups of milk tea on her table, her face suddenly became pale: "Who bought the milk tea on horseback?"

Everyone pointed towards Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng propped his chin with one hand and looked at Yu Yue calmly, "You're welcome."

Seeing you look good, I'll give you two more glasses.

I'm such a good person.

Yu Yue: "..."

Whoever rides a horse must be polite to you!

She now feels sick when she sees milk tea!

This little **** must be deliberate!

Yu Yue suppressed his anger, did not find Chuzheng to settle the account, and left with a few small attendants with the same expressions.

Before leaving, he gave Chu Zheng a bad look.

The first class in the afternoon was English, and Chu Zheng was still writing her review.

A note was suddenly pushed over.

Chu Zheng raised his eyes to look at Ji Cheng.

The latter looked at the English book, but Chuzheng glanced at it, and it was not the same page as the teacher said.

She put down the pen and unfolded the note.

The scribbled handwriting was displayed in front of Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng barely recognized what was written.

——Don't tell me what you saw today.

What happened today, that knife?

The students bring knives, and there are still such rumored students on the post bar. The school knows that there is definitely no good fruit.

Ji Cheng Yuguang looked at Chu Zheng and wrote on the note, then threw it back after a long while.

-Want me to keep it secret?

--Ok

——Yes, I will keep you secret, do you think I am a good person?

——? ?

The conversation between the two paused at the two question marks.

Because the dean of teaching and Teacher Zhou interrupted the English teacher, a few boys followed them.

It was those who bullied Ji Cheng in Xiao Huayuan before.

"Ji Cheng, please come out." Teacher Zhou screamed.

Ji Cheng frowned, and just thought of getting up, the hem of his clothes was pulled by someone: "Give me the knife."

The girl, like everyone else, looked at the door and didn't look at him. If it weren't for her to hold her clothes, Ji Cheng would feel that she had just heard hallucinations.

Ji Cheng's hand was inserted in his pocket, holding the knife.

Hearing Chuzheng's voice, he hesitated and handed her the knife.

At the same time, cigarettes and lighters were handed out.

He just arrived at this school and didn't want to make trouble too much.

When handing things over, his fingertips touched Chuzheng's palm, and Ji Cheng seemed to be hit by something, and a strange feeling spread from his fingertips.

He withdrew his hand extremely quickly, and put it back into his pocket with almost no arc.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Goodman card is still a treasure boy!

Ji Cheng walked out of the classroom under the watchful eyes of the whole class.

The dean of instructors let in the students behind and rummaged on Ji Cheng's desk, but obviously they found nothing.

A few minutes later, Ji Cheng had to come back all the way.

Those students stood outside and were trained by the dean for a while.

The English teacher continues the class.

--give me back.

Ji Cheng pushed the piece of paper over.

Chuzheng took a look and pushed back indifferently, writing her review seriously.

Ji Cheng: "..."

Ji Cheng didn't write again.

The bell rang after class, and the English teacher called out. After class, the silent classroom suddenly became noisy.

Everyone started to express their opinions about Ji Cheng being called out of the classroom.

Ji Cheng turned to look at Chu Zheng, who was writing a review seriously.

"Give me things back." He stretched out his hand towards Chu Zheng under the table.

"You say I'm a good person, I'll give it back to you." Chu Zheng said without raising his head.

Ji Cheng glanced at the note.

——I will keep you secret, do you think I am a good person?

Is this girl sick?

"You are a good person, something." He said very quickly and his tone was very perfunctory.

Chu Zheng's face was sullen, angrily in his heart.

Little liar!

I am helping you so much, but I still don't think I am a good person!

[...] What misunderstanding does Miss Sister have about good people!

You don't listen when you make you a good person!

"Give me things back." Ji Cheng's tone was already a little impatient.

Chu Zheng remained unmoved, and ignored Ji Cheng until class.

Ji Cheng thought she really wanted to help herself, who knew that things would not come back now.

It doesn't matter if the smoke comes back.

But that knife...

For self-study next night, Ji Cheng left school with Chuzheng all the way.

"Why are you following me?"

"Give me things back." Ji Cheng stood under the street lamp, a gloomy air all over his body.

Chuzheng returned the things to him.

Give it back to you.

Who is rare!

If it weren't for fear that those people would kill the carbine, I would need to keep it for you for so long.

Ji Cheng didn't expect it to be so easy suddenly.

Doubts and vigilance flooded in.

What does she mean?

Before, he refused to give it to himself, so why did he give it so easily now?

Chuzheng hung for a long time, but Ji Cheng didn't pick it up either, and suddenly became impatient: "No?"

The girl's cold voice cut through the night and fell into Ji Cheng's ears.

Ji Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at the girl in front of him with a weird look.

Chuzheng turned and left without reluctance.

It's so handsome and handsome.

She can be seen at a glance in the crowd.

Ji Cheng took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. There were a lot of students going around, he didn't care, so he just lit it and took a sip.

The smoke blurred the boy's face.

The gloominess in him was a little bit less, and a bit more dimly depressed.