Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Chapter 23 Stop Pretending, I'm a Rich Man

The students passing by heard Lin Lan shouting that he would never take advantage of others, even a meal, plus his behavior of caring for small animals, couldn't help casting reverent glances at him.

"Then won't you be hungry like this?" The boy in the sports vest looked curiously at Lin Lan's already shriveled stomach.

"I'm not very hungry! It's nothing if I don't eat a meal. When I was working outside, I was so busy that I often forgot to eat!" Lin Lan said with a proud smile.

He knows that expressing a spirit of being able to endure hardships can generally win the respect of the students. This group of students who have never been out of society and have been polluted by all kinds of impetuousness and utilitarianism are especially easy to be convinced by his spirit.

"How about sharing half of my meal with you!"

The boy in the sports vest made a gesture to snatch Lin Lan's lunch box.

"Forget it, I'm really not hungry."

But what was inappropriate was that as soon as Lin Lan finished speaking, his stomach growled.

"Come on! I can't finish my meal." The student continued to insist.

Lin Lan was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and planned not to hide his identity as an invisible hero. Although he is not very rich now, but with the funeral system in hand, he will definitely become the richest person in Seaside City in the future.

"By the way, the two of us have been chatting for so long, and we still haven't asked your name?" Lin Lan deliberately changed the subject.

The student wearing a vest stopped snatching Lin Lan's lunch box, and said happily, "My name is Li Hao, and I will recognize you as my big brother from now on, okay?"

Lin Lan nodded, then picked up the phone and nodded, raised her head and said, "Since you already recognize me as your eldest brother, let me treat you to a barbecue!"

"This is not good!" Li Hao said with a look of hesitation.

Although he appeared to be refusing on the surface, the saliva almost slipped out of the corner of his mouth.

After one or two ten minutes, Lin Lan led a large group of students around the playground to eat and barbecue.

"Brother Lin, I'm really sorry to cost you money today!" Li Hao said excitedly while gnawing on a piece of roasted corn while drinking beer.

You must know that his family is relatively poor, and he doesn't dare to spend money at all. Today, he can eat the barbecue he has dreamed of.

"It's okay, everyone, just eat, I have money!"

Lin Lan waved his hand and said boldly.

When all the students heard Lin Lan's arrogant words, they couldn't help guessing in their hearts that Lin Lan must be a big boss and a successful businessman. Many girls had already secretly promised Lin Lan.

"Don't you have any guests at night?"

Lin Lan suddenly looked at the dim teaching building in the distance, and said thoughtfully.

"No need! What evening self-study, you don't know that your old principal friend is about to go bankrupt, and many tutors who teach us have packed up and ran away. It would be good to have a few classes during the day!" A student said The crowd echoed.

Lin Lan was speechless when she heard what this man said.

I thought to myself that since this technical school is going to go bankrupt, why are you students in your [-]s and [-]s still staying in this broken school?

Isn't it a waste of precious youth and time?
Then Lin Lan heard a student say to the people around him: "Actually, if the old principal promised to refund my tuition fee, I would have wanted to run away, and my family has no money, so I can spend tens of thousands of yuan to learn a craft here." It’s not bad, I don’t dare to go, I only hope that before the school goes bankrupt, I can learn the craft I want to learn!”

After hearing what this student said, Lin Lan instantly felt that it made sense.

Those students who didn't leave are probably poor ghosts. They have fallen into this predicament and can only advance and retreat with this school, living and dying together. It's really wrong to stay, and it's wrong to leave!
Lin Lan looked at these young people who were a few years younger than herself, as if seeing herself when she was young, they all looked very innocent, passionate and proud.

Puchi!
There was a burst of fragrance, and a bold female student with heavy makeup ran behind Lin Lan at some point, holding a drink can in her hand.

Lin Lan was speechless for a while, but she didn't want to get angry, so she just reprimanded: "Young girl, what are you doing? This is a public place, don't be so casual!"

After Lin Lan finished speaking, she even pushed and shoved her.

"I was drunk, I was dizzy just now, and I almost fell!"

The female student explained awkwardly.

Lin Lan obviously didn't believe it, she clearly looked at herself as a rich man, as if she came here to make friends and take advantage of her.

"I think you are drunk and everyone gets drunk!" Lin Lan sarcastically said.

"Okay, I'm not joking with you anymore. I forgot to tell you. My name is Jin Ruoxuan. I'm a student of the Media Department. Senior Lin Lan, can you sing? How about we sing a duet?" The cheerful female student introduced herself After a while, he said to Lin Lan with a playful smile.

"While playing by myself, a student should behave like a student, I don't bother to talk to you!" Lin Lan was annoyed and pushed again.

He is now concerned about how to make money, giving himself the most expensive funeral in the system before he dies!
I don't know whether the function of the highest standard funeral in the system is true or not?
Although he has been thinking about it all the time, he always feels that it is too illusory and not solid enough.

The funeral of the highest standard in the system has the effect of returning to the ruins.

Although Lin Lan didn't know what returning to the ruins was, he vaguely felt that it must be something difficult, maybe it meant becoming a legendary cultivator?
You must know that his life expectancy is less than five years, and his liver is aching. When he thinks of earning tens of billions within five years and buying the funeral of the highest standard for himself, he feels The sense of crisis enveloped his whole body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, so he didn't have the leisure and time to spend time with these young people.

The crowd was still noisy, chatting and laughing constantly, but they didn't notice Lin Lan's frowning and worried expression.

Bang!
A can flew from nowhere and hit Lin Lan squarely on the head.

Lin Lan groaned in pain, with a fierce look in his eyes, wanting to see which guy without eyes interrupted his thinking.

Just as Lin Lan stood up, a group of strangers in suits and ties walked over from the opposite side.

"Who are you! Was it you who threw the can just now?" Lin Lan looked at a bald man among the group of people in suits and leather shoes with a very dissatisfied expression.

Although this bald man looked like a human being in an exquisite suit, he had a fierce look on his face, and he was a stubborn stubble at first glance.

"I threw it! What's wrong?" The bald man not only refused to admit his mistake, but also fixed his eyes on Lin Lan, making eye contact with him.

(End of this chapter)