A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The whole hall fell silent.

The host is also a person who has experienced big storms. He paused, and his voice became more excited: "1000 million for box one!"

Many people looked up, wanting to see who made such a big deal and raised the price so high at once.

Some people didn't know why, but someone recognized Shen Wen's identity through that face.

It's actually the third young master of the Shen family, no wonder.

Zhuang Shen frowned when he heard the quotation: "Are you crazy?"

He didn't think it was worth selling that painting for 300 million yuan. Isn't 1000 million yuan a waste of money?

Shen Wen signaled him to be calm and calm: "It doesn't matter, the money is donated to the charity fund, anyway, it is donated every year, so donate more today."

He came here firstly to buy paintings, and secondly to show his love.

Zhuang Shen: "..."

If you donate more, it will be several million at once, sometimes it is difficult for him to estimate Shen Wen's financial resources.

The host's voice continued: "...Twice for 1000 million, three times for 1000 million! OK, deal! Congratulations to our Mr. in Room 1000! This painting was photographed for [-] million!"

Ma Pingchu took Class [-]'s repeated confrontation with her to the principal again. This time, her resolute attitude made Principal Chen relieved.

From the last time, he could see the prejudice against Ma Pingchun from the tenth class, and it would be bad for both of them if this continued, but he still couldn't find a suitable teacher.

Most of Class Ten don't care about their grades. The teachers haven't changed these few days, and they are very free in class every day.

On this day, I don’t know if he said anonymously in the class group: [I passed by the office!Today's Chinese class will have a new teacher! 】

[Which teacher will be replaced? 】

[I like the Chinese teacher in Class [-], she seems to have a good temper]

[The sixth class is also good, but the lectures will be interpreted in front of the textbooks, so boring]

The person who just started said: [Neither!You will find out later!Absolutely shocked! ! ! 】

At this time, someone said again: [Is there anyone in the cafeteria? !look what i see!Shen Wen was eating in the cafeteria!Together with Zhuang Shen! ! 】

If the matter of the Chinese teacher caused a small wave, then this matter is simply a sandstorm!

【Really?Don't lie to me! 】

[It's more real than pearls!I saw!I saw these two just after eating! 】

[Fuck, I just walked to the teaching building]

【My God... Shen Wen and Zhuang Shen are drinking free porridge together! 】

Zhuang Shen usually wakes up late in the morning, so that he can miss the rush hour and go to the cafeteria to eat in a quieter way.

Liu Fan didn't rush him when he knew about it, and the two of them often had different times.

Before Zhuang Shen woke up, he had a dream.

In the dream, he made a cake and sold it for 20 yuan.

Shen Wen suddenly said that he was very hungry and wanted to eat.

Zhuang Shen just wanted to say, then I will make another one for you.

However, Shen Wen quickly stopped the person who bought the cake before, and said, I will give you 1000 million to keep the cake.

Zhuang Shen watched helplessly as Shen Wen began to throw out money, a handful of red banknotes were like rain, and buried the person who bought the cake into the hill.

A struggling hand stretched out from the top of the red banknote, with the artistic conception of a world-famous painting.

Zhuang Shen woke up with anger.

He sat up from the bed with his slightly messy hair.

Part of the reason for his anger was that he woke up too early, otherwise he could have cleaned up Shen Wen without any worries in his dream.

At the door, Liu Fan, who was about to go out, heard a voice: "Shen Wen? Are you looking for Zhuang Shen?"

"Well," said another lazy voice, "is he gone?"

"I was still lying down just now..." Liu Fan's voice got closer, and he retreated from the door. After seeing Zhuang Shen, he shouted to the door again: "He's awake, come in."

As soon as Shen Wen walked in, he noticed that Zhuang Shen's aura was not right.

——as if he could jump off the bed and give him a punch, the expression of wanting to fight him.

Shen Wen leaned against the table, wondering if he said something that shouldn't have been said just now, but recalling it for a long time, it seems that he didn't say anything?

He took another look.

Zhuang Shen was still sitting on the bed, his forehead hair was a little messy from sleeping, but it didn't affect the beauty.

There was hazy mist in the light brown eyeballs, it seemed that he had just woken up, and his state was not particularly sober.

Shen Wen found the reason, and reasonably suspected that Zhuang Shen had a not-so-good dream, which had nothing to do with him.

Shen Wen stood lazily, with clear eyebrows and eyes: "Shall we go to the cafeteria together? At the same table."

Zhuang Shen even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"You, go to the cafeteria?" Zhuang Shen's eyes were full of impatience.

Shen Wen let alone go to the cafeteria, he suspects that this kind of person can't even stand the small restaurant in front of the school, he actually thinks about going to a crowded and chaotic place like the cafeteria.

Shen Wen's expression was very natural, and he smiled harmlessly: "Waiting for you to go together, isn't it very touching?"

Impressed.

Zhuang Shen got up from the bed without saying a word.

Shen Wen just watched him fold the quilt, because sometimes his movements were so large that he even saw Zhuang Shen's waist inadvertently exposed.

Dazzlingly white.

Half an hour later, the two appeared in the school's high school cafeteria.

Zhuang Shen originally thought that he knew how to talk casually, at most he would come in and have a look, and he would not eat the food in the cafeteria.

However, Shen Wen was really sitting opposite, with the same porridge in front of him.

Zhuang Shen stared at his bowl of porridge, and said without expression: "There is a window over there."

"I know, I think porridge is good, it looks delicious." Shen Wen held the spoon loosely, sitting on the school bench, out of place with the surroundings.

The visual effect is really not ordinary.

After the two sat down, the people around stopped chatting and glanced at them from time to time.

Especially those girls, when they saw this kind of scenery in the cafeteria early in the morning, they couldn't move their eyes away, and they didn't even take a bite of the meal, all because of smoking beauty.

The appearance of these two people in the cafeteria simply added a layer of golden light to the cafeteria!

Flourishing!

Shen Wen eats very quietly, and it is even more impossible for Zhuang Shen to talk while eating.

The movements of the two are slow and orderly, and the picture is very harmonious.

Not long after, a post spread on the school forum.

[The way these two get along, really feels like an old married couple]

Someone replied below:

[What old husband and wife, it's an old husband! 】

【That's what it means anyway】

[I didn't say the name, but I guessed who you were talking about just by looking at the title? 】

Because it was said that the teacher was going to be changed, everyone was extremely noisy before the Chinese class.

Zhuang Shen put on his earphones, turned on his phone, and saw Zhou Liufa's circle of friends, saying that a shop assistant asked for leave, and recently started recruiting part-time jobs.

Zhuang Shen replied to her that he would help her after the holiday, and there was a sound of breathing in the noisy classroom.

Jiang Huai turned sideways, his eyes widened and he muttered, "Is this our new Chinese teacher?"

A young female teacher walked in the door, she looked about 25 or [-] years old.

She has a high ponytail, long dark brown hair with slightly curled ends, light makeup, a simple white top and black high-waisted wide-leg pants, and she walks confidently.

The key is to be good-looking and young, not like a teacher, but more like a college student with a refined life next door.

"Hi everyone, from today onwards, I will be the Chinese teacher in your class." She smiled slightly and glanced at the students below, "My name is Tang Hui, I used to teach in Beijing, and this is the first time I come to Jiang City, I hope to be with everyone Have fun."

The study committee called to stand up, and everyone stood up loudly and said hello to the teacher.

Tang Hui opened the file on her USB flash drive and clicked on a video. It was a certain literature host channel, and it happened to be talking about the ancient text in the textbook.

"Let's watch a video first, and then enter today's study..."

The students who were originally absent-minded looked at the podium one after another, with surprise in their eyes.

The teacher who came this time is not only good-looking but also very interesting, and there is even a video to watch!

For the whole class, class ten listened to the class like a chicken blood, and even after class, there were bold girls gathered around to chat with Tang Hui.

It turned out that she was also chasing stars, and they had something in common when they chatted!

In the office, Ma Pingchun returned to the desk, just in time to see the new Chinese teacher coming in with several students from Class [-].

"Just leave the homework there, thank you for your hard work." Tang Hui's voice was very happy.

Ma Pingchun frowned, and heard Xu Xuehai ask Tang Hui: "How do you feel about Teacher Tang's class today?"

Tang Hui had a smile on her face: "I heard from the principal about the situation with the teachers in this class before, and I thought they were difficult to manage, but I didn't expect..."

Ma Pingchun listened with pricked ears. She felt that the tenth class was a lump of mud, no matter who taught it.

She happened to meet Tang Hui's bright smiling face, and there seemed to be some unclear emotions in that smile.

"I didn't expect that everyone in the tenth class was very well-behaved. They didn't talk in class. They listened to my lectures carefully and actively answered questions. After class, they even collected my homework for me and told me some things about the school."

The more Ma Pingchun heard it, the more he didn't mean it. He snorted and reminded: "Mr. Tang came here for the first time, and they were curious. If you stay for a long time, you will know their nature, and you can't learn well if you have poor grades..."

Tang Hui continued to smile: "Teacher Ma is still talking too much. They are very obedient in my class. I think the class is largely related to the teacher."

Ma Pingchun, as a Chinese teacher, of course heard that there was something in her words, but she didn't expect this little girl to be so eloquent.

Sitting on a chair, Tang Hui flipped through her homework and said, "Now that their grades are poor, they don't necessarily have to be poor in the college entrance examination."

Ma Pingchun snorted coldly: "No matter how they take the college entrance examination, it will be the same."

There is also such a zero score in Chinese in the class, how can it be possible to turn over?

She is extremely relaxed now, throwing away the burden of Class Ten.

After Zhuang Shen sent the message to help at the dessert shop, Zhou Liu replied in seconds: Don't come! !We've found someone!You don't have to! ! !

Zhuang Shen felt that it didn't matter, and he was going to go out of school to help the dessert shop as soon as school was over on Friday.

Just as he was about to leave, he received another message.

Xue: [Be careful after school, someone from No. [-] High School came to beat you, it's best not to leave school. 】

Zhuang Shen replied that he understood, put his phone in his pocket, and continued walking towards the school gate.

He didn't know a few people when he came to school, who else would work so hard to find him?

Counting the time, Fan Sheng also came out of the police station. I heard that after he was ordered to drop out of school, the school he went to was No. [-] Middle School.

He had poor grades and many crimes, no school wanted him even if he spent money, and only the Thirteenth High School was willing to take him in.

He just came out, and he wanted to find someone to take revenge on him, so he acted quite quickly.

Well, the scar forgets the pain.

With a cold face, Zhuang walked out of the school without stopping.

At the same time, Jiang Huai also received a message from Shen Wen: [Where is Zhuang Shen? 】

Jiang Huai replied to him: [Going out, I heard that I'm going to a dessert shop, what's the matter? 】

Shen Wen: [people from Thirteen High School will bet on him, if you can contact him, just tell him. 】

Jiang Huai: [Isn't he from No. [-] High School? What kind of grievances does he have with No. [-] High School? 】

Shen Wen didn't answer him, Jiang Huai suddenly stood up and ran out when he thought of something.

Zhuang Shen fights very fiercely, but in the school of Thirteenth Middle School, there are all social brothers who fight desperately, Zhuang Shen alone is in danger!

If it's brothers, let's fight together!

After Jiang Huai left the school, a burst of extreme roar gradually came from the avenue at the gate of Xingchen.

The boys and girls after school were all attracted by the sound and looked towards the source of the sound.

A silver light flashed from the end of the avenue, and the sound of the gas pedal was like the roar of a beast, and finally gradually decreased, stopping at the gate.

The silver-blue shell of the motorcycle was shining, and the boy on it stood on the ground with his long legs and took off his helmet.

He frowned, the brows were full of sharp hostility, and that face was faintly misanthropic, so cold that no one dared to go forward.

A girl gasped: "What age is this? So handsome!"

Her companion hurriedly pulled her arm, pulled the person away, and whispered in her ear: "Hush your voice! This is not from our school."

"Who is that?"

"Seventh Lieutenant Colonel Bully, Xue Chimo, is very ruthless and fights very hard."

"Sounds more handsome...so what is he doing at the gate of our school?"

"It's possible to make an appointment..."

As she was speaking, the young man at the door suddenly put the mobile phone in his pocket, and the silver light flew past them in an instant.

The boy from just now disappeared in an instant.

The girl looked at his back, confused: "Is he here to play handsome?"

Zhuang Shen walked slowly to the dessert shop, just after turning around a bookstore, a few tall and strong boys walked towards him.

These people were wearing the ugly red and blue sports uniforms of the Thirteenth High School, but they still rolled up their sleeves, revealing the fancy tattoos inside, and there were messy and inferior silver chains hanging on their bodies.

Standing together is simply indescribable.

The leader raised his eyebrows at him and said, "For the protection fee, two thousand first."

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes, his eyes were extremely cold: "Get lost."

"You have a big tone, boy!" Brother Society laughed, and ticked the alley next to him with his thumb, "If you can't give it out, go in and beat us up obediently."

Several people laughed eccentrically, and surrounded him.

The students passing by stopped one after another, not daring to approach.

At first glance, those social brothers are habitual offenders. No one dares to take care of them, and if they do, they will get angry.

Several people passing by saw them walking into the alley, so they moved their weak legs and walked against the wall, not daring to approach the alley.

I don't know who the besieged people are, but since I'm not afraid or calling for help, I follow them in so calmly, full of courage!

Two minutes later, a thunderous sound of brakes stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Xue Chimo quickly took off his helmet and rushed into the car without even locking it.

Zhuang Shen rarely fought in the past two years, most of the time he did it, and Zhuang Shen watched from the side.

He didn't know Zhuang Shen's strength, but facing the veterans of the thirteenth high school, he might suffer a disadvantage.

In the innermost alley, Xue Chimo stopped abruptly when he saw a figure.

Beside some dim concrete walls, the dusk is fading away, and there are no lights.

In the deserted alley, there is only a large black trash can in the corner, which is so monotonous that it is only gloomy and cold.

The young man with his back turned to him hangs his head, holding a man by the collar, who is still dying and yelling: "Fuck... let me down, believe it or not, I will find someone to interrupt tomorrow your hands……"

Zhuang Shen's words were like frost in his mouth, he was so cold that he slammed the man against the wall!

Brother Society was hit by him several times, his eyes were white, and he was still cursing: "You son of a bitch..."

Zhuang Shen's men stopped for a moment, then suddenly violently threw him into the trash can.

The trash can was smashed and dumped, and all the messy garbage and all kinds of packaged garbage rushed out, smashing Brother Society on the head!

Brother Society murmured a few words, then fell under the trash can and did not move.

Not only him, there were several other people lying on the ground, all with bruised noses and swollen faces, making no sound.

"Why are you here?" Zhuang Shen turned his head and saw Xue Chimo who had been standing behind.

Xue Chimo's original cold and stern expression dissipated little by little in front of him, like a tamed leopard, putting away all its aggression.

He got closer, looked at Zhuang Shen, and then at the useless people on the ground: "You solved them all by yourself?"

Zhuang Shen actually has such a strong strength?

Zhuang Shen's expression was very calm: "Well, is there any paper?"

Xue Chimo was still in a daze, and when he heard this, he asked back, "What are you doing?"

"Dirty, wipe your hands." Zhuang Shen's knuckles hanging by his side turned white, and there was undisguised disgust in his eyes.

Xue Chimo: "...in the car."

Xue Chimo gave him the tissue, and looked down at the young man who was wiping his fingers meticulously, with a confused look on his face.

But soon, he suddenly felt an unfriendly look, frowned, and looked at that look with guard in his eyes.

On the opposite side of the street, a black car was parked.

The car window was lowered, revealing the person sitting inside. The person looked at them with lazy brows and eyes, but the sight that fell on him was mixed with a bit of hostility.

After Zhuang Shen finished wiping his hands, he threw the tissue into the trash can: "What are you going to do next?"

Xue Chimo withdrew his gaze, and said in a very soft voice, "Shall we eat together?"

Zhuang Shen had just had a fight with someone and really needed to maintain some strength. He raised his eyes and said, "Let's go, I invite you."

Xue Chimo resumed monitoring and swipe tickets for him. Although it was useless in the end, the money still had to be paid.

But this person didn't take his money, so he could only treat him to a meal.

Xue Chimo was about to refuse, saying that he would pay the bill, when a figure walked towards him.

It's the man in that car.

Xue Chimo clearly felt that this person had a malicious aura, so he immediately raised his foot to block Zhuang Shen, frowned, and looked at Shen Wen indifferently.

A protective posture, not wanting Shen Wen to get close.

Shen Wen didn't seem to see him, but calmly looked at Zhuang Shen: "I heard that someone wanted to fight with you, are you done?"

The black eyes are extremely soft, which is very different from the look at Xue Chimo just now.

Zhuang Shen replied to him, "Yes."

Xue Chimo frowned, feeling in his heart that there was something wrong with the way Shen Wen looked at Zhuang Shen, and he heard him say, "What are you going to do? I can give you a ride."

Zhuang Shen: "I'll invite him to have a meal nearby, no need to deliver."

Shen Wen paused for a moment, glanced at Xue Chimo slowly, and then said calmly, "Eat? It's good."

He really didn't expect that his tablemate who only drank free porridge for breakfast would be willing to treat someone to dinner.

What kind of friendship does this have to be for Zhuang Shen to treat him to a meal?

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Zhuang Shen glanced at him inexplicably, feeling that Shen Wen was not quite right today than usual.

He asked casually: "Do you want to be together? I treat you."

Under normal circumstances, Shen Wen probably doesn't want to eat in small restaurants nearby, only the private restaurants of five-star hotels are worthy of him.

Shen Wen raised his lips and smiled, and said very naturally: "Let's go."

Zhuang Shen looked at him even more strangely.

Shen Wen not only started to eat in the cafeteria, he was also willing to eat for free.

Could it be that what he said at the auction that day was just an exaggeration on purpose, and in fact that painting emptied all his property?

1000 million is not a small number.

His suspicion is very likely, after all, a person like Shen Wen cannot lose face in front of his friends.

Zhuang Shen took the two of them to the restaurant calmly.

The three chose a square table for four, Zhuang Shen sat on one side, Shen Wen and Xue Chimo sat opposite each other.

The waiter put a menu in front of no one, Zhuang Shen didn't bother to choose, and said, "Order what you want."

Xue Chimo knew that he was afraid of trouble, so he opened his mouth first and said to the waiter, "A chicken stew."

Shen Wen glanced at the menu, his eyes stayed on the cheap price, and replied: "This chicken is not native chicken, it was raised on hormones, it's not very good to eat."

Xue Chimo frowned, feeling that this person deliberately picked on his thorns, and asked, "Then what should I eat?"

Shen Wen scanned it several times before finally choosing a dish that was reasonably priced and looked good: "Let's have scallop vermicelli."

Xue Chimo hugged his chest and raised his lips to fight back: "Seafood is generally unhygienic, and it is easy to get sick if you eat it."

Shen Wen: "..."

Shen Wen raised his head and clearly saw the disapproval in Xue Chimo's eyes.

After putting down the menu, he also leaned on the chair and said lazily, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Xue Chimo didn't speak, and the two looked at each other, neither of them friendly.

The waiter who wrote two dishes on the side and was interrupted was at a loss: "Stewed chicken, do you want more?"

Xue Chimo: "Yes."

Shen Wen: "No."

The waiter paused and continued to ask: "...the scallop vermicelli?"

Xue Chimo: "No."

Shen Wen: "Yes."

waiter:"……"

You two can fight.

Zhuang Shen raised his head from the phone, and also noticed the turbulent flames between the two.

A single dish can make a fuss.

He threw his mobile phone on the table and looked at the two of them: "Do you know each other?"

Shen Wen: "I don't know."

Xue Chimo: "I don't know."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Can't get along well on the first day of acquaintance, so quarreling about choosing a dish?

Zhuang Shen took the menu, ordered four dishes casually, asked the waiter to memorize them, and asked, "Do you have any comments?"

They have no problem.

The world is quiet.

After eating, Xue Chimo drove away, and Shen Wen leisurely returned to school with Zhuang Shen.

I originally wanted to go to the dessert shop, but it seems that I can only go tomorrow.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the dormitory, Zhuang Shen received a message from Xue Chimo.

Xue: [Your classmate has a problem, stay away from him. 】

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Zhuang Shen put away his mobile phone and said to the person next to him, "Why are you fighting against him today?"

Shen Wen stopped in his tracks, and his expression became more serious: "That classmate of yours has a problem, it's best to stay away from him."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

The author has something to say: Zhuang Shen: I think you have problems :)