My Empress is My Bad Girl

Although the house is small and messy, Feng Duoduo is quite optimistic, "Brother, my dad should not come back today. I will give you my small bed and I will sleep with my mom."

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at the back room.

There are two beds in the bedroom separated by a curtain.

Is this convenient for a teenage girl?

I think of the high-rise buildings and car roads I saw on the road.

Zhao Yuanjing feels that although Yundai's world is very developed and advanced, it still hasn't realized everyone's prosperous life.

There are still rich people and poor people.

Judging from the information he got, Zhou Chuchu said that No. 4 Middle School is the best junior high school, and Yun Dai is Bai Fumei. Obviously, Yun Dai's background should be very good. On the other hand, Zhao Xiaojing and Feng Duoduo were born on the ground floor, lived in a dilapidated house, their family was a mess, and they were studying bad schools.

Zhao Xiaojing even got depressed and wanted to commit suicide.

He probably didn't really like it when he participated in the competition, but he just wanted to make some money.

When he thinks of money, Zhao Yuanjing thinks of the password required by his mobile phone.

So he asked Feng Duoduo: "Do you remember my birthday?"

"Of course I remember." Feng Duoduo smiled, "Brother, your birthday is August 18th. Who can forget such a good day? Everyone used to say that you are rich and will make a fortune in the future."

August 18th?

Zhao Yuanjing remembered silently, took out the phone, clicked on a name named Xiao Huaduo at random, opened the payment page, entered one hundred yuan, and looked at the six boxes, he fell into silence.

He turned his head and saw the calendar hanging on the wall, and asked Feng Duoduo: "Do you remember how old I am?"

"You are fourteen, it will be fifteen in two months!"

"Oh." Zhao Yuanjing added the number obtained by subtracting fourteen from the year displayed on the wall calendar, adding eight eighteen to make up six numbers and input it.

The payment was successful.

He blinked and heard a ding sound in Feng Duoduo's pocket.

Feng Duoduo took out the phone, clicked a few times, and looked back at Zhao Yuanjing in surprise: "Brother, what do you transfer me 100 yuan for?"

"Your name is Xiao Hua Duo?"

"Yes, my screen name. Do you see my profile picture clearly?" Feng Duoduo clicked on the phone, "Brother, did you transfer it wrong? I'll transfer the money back to you."

Before Zhao Yuanjing could speak, she had already transferred the money back quickly.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at the red frame on the screen and tried to click.

He was a little bit curious.

I saw a lot of people in WeChat, with weird names and avatars.

There are a lot of words marked with red numbers, and if you send a large paragraph,

He looked at them separately, some seemed to be teachers, and asked him why he skipped class.

Others seemed to be students, and they sent a lot of pictures, asking if the red-hot ancient style boy was him. Some girls sent voices.

Click to listen, um, it's a nasty confession.

Feng Duoduo slapped his tongue: "Brother, in fact, it doesn't matter if you don't study well, just because of your looks, you can make a lot of money when you become a star in the future!"

Zhao Yuanjing turned off WeChat expressionlessly, and then found a small orange software.

He clicked on each one to see.

The most curious thing is the orange one.

There are sellers in it.

Have everything.

Zhao Yuanjing searched the phone casually, and a lot of them came out.

The price ranges from several thousand to several hundred.

Zhao Yuanjing tried to order Buy Now, but when he arrived at the payment page, the payment failed.

The reason is that the balance is insufficient.

Zhao Yuanjing was a little puzzled.

There are 20,000 in the phone, why is it not enough to spend 3,000?