I may be a pseudo-scholar

Chapter 110 Rich!

Bai Xue had a strange look on his face.

"Little girl?"

"The little girl you mentioned seems to be the coach of our provincial team..." Bai Xue raised his phone and waved his claws.

"Cough cough cough..." In an instant, Gao Fei's face froze and he coughed repeatedly, expressing himself:
I'm so embarrassed!

[Coach Ye]: "There will be reporters coming to interview tomorrow. Your paper has done a lot for China."

When Bai Xue heard it, he was a little puzzled.

After posting a paper, why did you give Hua Xia face?Is Huaxia's face so worthless now? ?

Then again, why did reporters come to interview again?When Bai Xue thought of that seemingly pleasing-looking, youthful and beautiful beauty reporter, a chill came over his body.

He will never forget that reporter arrogantly writing about Bai Xue's appointment as the provincial champion in the Education Newspaper. He will never forget that no matter what Bai Xue says, that reporter can always bring up negative and bad aspects superior.

Sometimes, Bai Xue wondered, are all journalists like this?For the sake of breaking the news, create gimmicks and illusions to attract everyone's attention?
Although it is true that we have booked the provincial champion, there is no need to publicize this kind of thing in front of the people of the whole province, right?
What to do if you scare people?What should I do to make the scumbags lose their confidence in life?What should I do if the pseudo-students who aspire to become academic masters vomit blood in anger?
Therefore, Bai Xue's attitude towards those unscrupulous reporters is very bad. Although they are good-looking and expected, their behavior of reporting news is making fun of the lives of the students.

As an outstanding member of the Communist Youth League of Huaxia, as a good boy with 5000 years of traditional virtues, Bai Xue expressed his strong condemnation and serious protest.

Therefore, Bai Xue does not plan to go to Ye Yang's appointment tomorrow.

Just when Bai Xue was thinking about how to refuse, he suddenly froze.

Old man Ye Yang said:
[Coach Ye]: Tomorrow, the Ministry of Education will come, you must come, you have money!
What Bai Xue cared about was not the previous sentence.

Whether the Ministry of Education comes or not, it doesn't matter if he learns in vain.What's the matter here?Can someone come to shake my determination not to keep the appointment?Can someone stop me from protesting unscrupulous reporters?
What a joke!
The point is that the latter sentence made Bai Xue's heart skip a beat.

Rich!
If you have money, it's easy to say.As the saying goes, people are like iron and rice is steel, and if you don't have money, you will feel flustered.Although he was sitting on millions, Bai Xue didn't mind expanding his pockets a bit.

"Presumably 1000 and [-] can't be offered, right? The money is at least in the unit of [-]..."

Thinking about it this way, Bai Xue felt that it was necessary for him to go there.

Bai Xue thought for a while, pressed the phone screen, and replied:

[Xueba]: "See you tomorrow."

"This kid really fell into the eyes of money!" Sitting on the sofa at home, Ye Yang was eating fruit, watching the news sent by Bai Xue, a little dumbfounded.

After the dinner, Gao Fei took Bai Xue to his bathing building and experienced a two-hour long health care.

The [-]-character massage process and Bai Xue's incomparably refreshing description are omitted here...

This feeling of relief made Bai Xue forget the time. It was almost eleven o'clock in the night when Bai Xue was freed from the intensive health care.After sorting out his clothes, he parted ways with Gao Fei and returned to school with light steps and humming a beautiful tune.

(End of this chapter)