"I know. The class monitor mentioned it yesterday and posted the notice on the class bulletin board." As soon as Song Pingqing saw his expression, he felt that this kid wanted to ask him a favor.

"Then have you read the information in the announcement?" Wen Zhuo asked again.

"I haven't seen it." Song Pingqing held his chin up and looked at the computer screen lazily, "If you have something to say, just say it."

It's like squeezing toothpaste. What bad habit has this caused?

When Wen Zhuo heard Song Pingqing speak so bluntly, he immediately felt embarrassed. But this guy was very reserved and pretended not to care:

"It's not a big deal."

Seeing that Song Pingqing had no intention of continuing his conversation, Wen Zhuo could only bite the bullet and continue: "The school feels that simply admiring flowers is meaningless, so they also organized a market and asked students to sign up to set up stalls. The content of the stalls must be related to the theme of flowers."

"Oh, so what?"

"Um...Brother, are you interested in setting up a stall?" Wen Zhuo saw that Song Pingqing was finally willing to talk to him, and regardless of her cold attitude, he said hesitantly, "I want to go with you."

Upon hearing this, Song Pingqing and Murong Xue's reactions were particularly tacit.

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue were originally sitting side by side, with identical expressions, both of them had no expression, and even looked a little serious. Their movements were also identical, as they were both looking at the computer screen and doing their homework.

However, after Wen Zhuo finished his last sentence, they both leaned back on their chairs, folded their arms, and looked up at Wen Zhuo who was standing in front of Song Pingqing's desk.

"Tell me about it." Song Pingqing pushed up his blue light blocking glasses, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, "Why do you suddenly want to set up a stall?"

"This is just a momentary curiosity." Wen Zhuo hesitated for a moment, unwilling to tell the truth.

"I can't help you. Go and find a solution yourself." Song Pingqing immediately ignored him.

Murong Xue also shifted her gaze away.

Gu Zongnian knew a little bit about it, so he put his arm around Wen Zhuo's shoulders and said, "Brother, if you want to find someone to help you, you have to show your sincerity in asking for help."

"You're not even honest, and you still want our big brother to help you? Why are you thinking so beautifully?"

The more Gu Zongnan spoke, the redder Wen Zhuo's face became.

In the end, it was a mixture of red and white, and everyone could see that this kid was hiding something.

So everyone's attention was focused on Wen Zhuo, waiting for him to bite the bullet and give an explanation.

However, Wen Zhuo kept his face red and said nothing.

"Don't tell me." Murong Xue didn't even raise her head. "It's okay if you don't tell me. But you have to be sincere when asking someone for help, right?"

This time, Wen Zhuo did not hesitate. He took out a small, milky white square box from his pocket and pushed it in front of Song Pingqing: "This should work."

When Song Pingqing opened it, his expression changed instantly.

What a pair of imperial green jade pendants. It is obvious that the two pendants are made from the same piece of material, one large and one small, both seven millimeters thick, and with extremely fine gold work.

Real good stuff.

However, Murong Xue just turned her head and glanced at him indifferently, then shook her head and said to Wen Zhuo, "Not enough."

"Wasn't it enough for Gu Zongnan to give a sapphire last time?!" Wen Zhuo was stunned.

"I gave Sapphire to him as a meal ticket. Do you understand? Big brother was going to cook anyway, so he gave me an extra pair of chopsticks."

Gu Zongnan has really been a younger brother for a long time, and he knows very well whose pocket he should get the money from.

Or maybe his original intention was not to make money for Song Pingqing, but purely to cause trouble for Wen Zhuo.

Seeing Song Pingqing closing the lid and about to retreat, Wen Zhuo hurriedly shouted, "Don't! Big Brother!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wen Zhuo returned to his seat somewhat aggrieved, reached into his schoolbag, and took out another box.

The box that I took out of the schoolbag was much bigger than the previous one.

When I opened it, I saw a set of pearl jewelry inside.

A string of flawless round pearl necklaces, with the size of the beads gradually increasing from 14 mm to 17 mm, a pearl bracelet with a diameter of 16 mm, a pearl ring with a diameter of 20 mm, and a pair of pearl earrings with a diameter of about 18 mm.

It's all pure round, flawless sea white, the color is so beautiful.

Each item alone is quite amazing, but they can even be put together as a set. The ring and earrings are made of countless pink and purple diamonds to create a huge flower-shaped base, which looks quite intimidating.

The moment Song Pingqing saw this set, his eyes fell on Murong Xue.

It’s a perfect match. It’s really a perfect match.

Such beautiful pearls are worthy of a young lady.

So Song Pingqing did not hesitate and directly interrupted Murongxue's attempt to raise the price again: "Okay, that's it."

Wen Zhuo could tell what Murong Xue almost wanted to say just now. He was thinking in his heart: Oh no, they finally got the chance to steal my things.

Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the better and Song Pingqing actually took the initiative to give him a way out.

Wen Zhuo hurriedly placed the set of pearl jewelry in front of Song Pingqing, as if afraid that she would regret it, and said, "Okay, okay, keep the things, the certificates are all inside."

Song Pingqing took it and placed it directly on Murongxue's desk: "This set of jewelry suits you very well, I'll give it to you."

Wen Zhuo was stunned: So the two of you teamed up to steal my things and use them as a favor to each other?

When this set of pearl jewelry was placed in front of Murong Xue, she was stunned for a moment: How come I was taking something out of your pocket and it was placed on my desk in the blink of an eye?

However, after listening carefully to what Song Pingqing said, Murong Xue understood: No wonder this guy agreed so quickly just now, it turned out that he felt that this set of jewelry suits her very well. Well, then forgive her for interrupting her just now.

Since Wen Zhuo offered such a high price, naturally no one would bother about the reason why he wanted to do this, and everyone tacitly stopped asking questions.

As soon as the money was paid, Party A started asking for a plan. Wen Zhuo looked at Song Pingqing with eyes full of expectations.

"If we set up a stall, what kind of stall should we set up?"

"You are Party A, so you make the request."

After all, I have taken out so many treasures, so I should have this right.

Song Pingqing stood up and stretched his somewhat stiff body, then walked to the bulletin board on the last wall of the classroom: "I need to look at the rules of the activity first."

"Let's go together." Gu Zongnan loved to join in the fun. After tricking Wen Zhuo, he also became interested. He grabbed Wu Qiming and Shen Ci on each side and followed Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt someone holding his arm. He turned around and saw who else could it be but Murong Xue?

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