It's September, the hottest season, and it's the beginning of school again.

There are many students at the bus station, and there are countless beautiful girls.

They were wearing shorts, showing their long legs, and the more daring girl was wearing a suspender directly, showing her snow-white shoulders and half-baked makeup.

High heels, long legs, black silk legs.

In short, the stations in big cities have always been the places with the most beauties. When Zhou Yuwen got off the bus, this was what caught his eyes. Feeling the freshness of the big cities, Zhou Yuwen only felt happy!

Hello!I am back again!

"Hi handsome!"

Just when Zhou Yuwen was lamenting his return, a girl in denim shorts with bare legs came over to strike up a conversation.

Zhou Yuwen asked, "What's the matter?"

"Uh, it's like this. I just came here to study, but I don't have any change to take the bus. Can you give me two yuan to take the bus! Please, please!" The girl clasped her hands together and said cutely.

"No money." Zhou Yuwen finished indifferently, turned and left.

The girl behind her suddenly had a bad expression, changed her expression, and finally turned into a cute expression, looking for another boy who looked very honest: "Ah! Handsome guy, excuse me!"

When I was 10 years old, I often saw such girls at the bus station, saying that they had no money to take the bus, and they didn't want much, only two yuan.

Most boys will choose to give. These girls can ask one or two hundred people a day, and they will give two yuan if they are less, and ten yuan or ten yuan if they are taken advantage of.

In this way, I can earn three or four hundred a day, and more than 1 a month.

At this time in 10, the per capita salary is only 2000, and everyone's monthly income exceeds [-].

Zhou Yuwen met him before and didn't give him any money. Now that he met this kind of person after time travelling, of course he wouldn't give him money, and he wouldn't pester him too much. It's none of his business.

Zhou Yuwen is not the kind of person who has a strong sense of justice. He was the kind of person who lived a small life before time travel. After time travel, he still wants to live his small life comfortably.

School started on the 15th, and Zhou Yuwen came over on the 13th. He called in advance to reserve a [-] yuan five-star suite, and there was a special car to pick him up. Zhou Yuwen made a phone call, and the car quickly stopped at the underground parking lot of the station.

Zhou Yuwen got into the car in an old black Passat. The driver started the car. He was a 40-year-old man from Jinling. He asked Zhou Yuwen what he was doing here. Can a young man afford a five-star hotel at such a young age?

Zhou Yuwen said to study.

Hearing Zhou Yuwen's accent, the driver asked if Zhou Yuwen was from Jinling?

Zhou Yuwen directly communicated in Jinling dialect and said yes, yes, a local, a high school student who studied in other places, and came back from the university exam.

The driver said okay, okay, come back.

The two talked wildly, and the car stopped in front of the hotel.

Zhou Yuwen went to check in and followed the waiter into the room. The room was worth more than 1000 yuan. The lighting was pretty good and the space was big enough. It was about two subway stations away from Zhou Yuwen’s school. The transportation was convenient. Zhou Yuwen just arrived at the room I just lay on the bed for a while, took a shower, and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon when I regained my energy.

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Chapter 9 Zhang Nannan

When I arrived at the hotel, I took a shower and lay down until after five o'clock to write a novel.

I don't even feel like writing about my mental state now, so I just find a small website.

Bring the pot to Cuiwei with the guests.

Copy paste, replace.

Feel free to write something up to make a difference.

Because I haven't been in the mood to write a book recently, all I write is this kind of plot that is still holding the pipa half-hidden. I am afraid that these female readers will not be able to accept it, so Zhou Yuwen opened the book friend group to read it.

It turned out that these female hooligans were discussing in full swing over there.

What else to say, the uncle is indeed an uncle, he has experienced a lot and knows everything.

A female driver said that it must be very happy to be with the uncle. After all, he knows a lot and is gentle. Whoever is the uncle's girlfriend will definitely be pampered in the honeypot.

The other female book friends immediately responded, saying that if they could be with the uncle, they would be satisfied for a day.

I don't know what type uncle likes?

Hey, sisters, we have known each other for so long, let's take a look at the photos?

Yeah!

I don't know why, this group of book friends are chatting and suddenly going to burst into photos.

Zhou Yuwen shut down the group chat in fear, thinking that someone who has time to read novels, isn't it a dinosaur or a fat circle?

Haven't had time to close the group chat yet.

As a result, the first girl sent a photo.

6 point?

real or fake?

Is it p?

No, ps isn't that good in this day and age, is it?

Zhou Yuwen was stunned when he saw the first photo. He was not as fat and round as he had imagined, and he looked pretty good.

The second female book friend burst into photos.

It is also about six points.

sure!

Zhou Yuwen didn't write any novels anymore, so he just looked at the photos over there.

Generally around six points, sometimes three or four points, feel good about yourself.

There is also a young woman who is about seven points.

Good guy!Where there is a ditch, there must be fire!

I don't know what they think, do they think that if there are no boys in the group, they can do whatever they want?

Have you forgotten that you are here?

Zhou Yuwen looked at it for a while, and found that the girls' world was really interesting. While posting photos, they praised each other, and then all kinds of Versailles literature.

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