Nouveau riche love story

When Zhang Song is not on a business trip, the places where the two brothers hang out most often are the seaside and Q University. These two places are within a radius of two kilometers from their home.

The wind in late autumn is very strong, obviously it is not a good time to go to the beach, usually at this time, they will go to Q Big to order two cups of original coffee and sit down.

After all, the drinks on campus are of good quality and cheap, and they always let you feel the youthful atmosphere emanating from those elementary school boys and girls.

Wang Xiaochen was wearing a dark blue long coat today, watching the young man from a distance full of vigor and energy.

It's a pity that I can't take a closer look. The coat was bought last year for 200 yuan. The fit is very decent, but the material is not very popular, and it has been left for several months. It is very wrinkled.

In the past two years, Wang Xiaochen has made great progress in clothing, but unfortunately, he can't stand being poor.

A coat of 1000% pure wool has been lying in the shopping cart for more than half a month, and the price has been reduced by [-] yuan after Double Eleven.

At any rate, he went to school in this suit. Most of the students didn't have much money when they went to school, and the clothes they wore were not particular, so his suit wasn't too abrupt.

If it's a high-end office building, it's really hard to see in front of a group of exquisite men and women.

When Zhang Song came back with coffee, Wang Xiaochen was looking excitedly and winking at the glass window that could reflect the figure, in Zhang Song's words - like mentally retarded!

"Oh! Why am I so handsome today! Song, do you think I'm very eye-catching today?"

Zhang Song put away the two cups of coffee without being surprised, and nodded perfunctorily.

In his opinion, taking Wang Xiaochen out is like walking a dog.

Of course, this did not mean disrespect to his friend in the slightest.

This brat is sleepy at home, just like that old and drooping little old man, he is excited as soon as he is released from the house, with a smile on his face, he walks wildly, he is happy in everything he sees and eats, but he just walks with him like a dog.

But my brother is still a fucking otaku!

It takes so much effort to drag him out of the house every time.

However, to be honest, Wang Xiaochen's dress is really not bad, with a height of 1.8 meters (actually 1.7 meters nine), and a slightly fleshy baby fat face, it makes people feel kind when he smiles, like a cute dog.

Wang Xiaochen's face is not as aggressive as Zhang Song's, probably because Zhang Song's mother is from Yunnan, Zhang Song's face has a more or less border style, sometimes it looks like a mixed race, sometimes it looks like a A serious Shandong man.

The nose is straight, the lips are thick and the peach blossom eyes are more than mature, but not youthful. It is like a cup of brown sugar ginger tea, which nourishes the stomach and warms the heart, but the entrance is a bit rushed.

And Wang Xiaochen is more like a cup of honey grapefruit tea with just the right sweetness, but this grapefruit tea is a cup of tempered grapefruit tea. Whether it is sweet and delicious or hot and hot depends entirely on the mood of the grapefruit tea.

It can not only touch your wounded heart sweetly, but also burn people's mouth.

The two young men wandered around the campus with two cups of coffee in their hands, planning to sit on the chairs beside the playground.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to the toilet."

Zhang Song found a teaching building and entered it. Wang Xiaochen habitually waited for him on the stone bench next to the medical school.

He was fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand, but the little girls and boys passing by all looked in his direction unconsciously.

First up, Wang Xiaochen didn't pay attention until two girls with long hair reaching waist and wearing short skirts and leggings spit out two words while watching.

"I rely on!"

He frowned, followed everyone's gaze, and looked into the back window of the medical school behind him.

The curtains were only half drawn, and the activities inside could be clearly seen. The teacher in a white coat was teaching two students.

He squinted his eyes and looked in. There was half of her body on the canopy bed, and her head was wrapped in black plastic cloth. Now two people were holding a piece of mummified corpse and peeling the skin off her arm.

"!!!"

Wang Xiaochen felt chills down his back and his adrenaline was soaring, but he couldn't yell because he wanted to save face, so he hurriedly moved his position, and then he simply stood up and waited for Zhang Song to come out.

He had never felt that Zhang Song's figure coming out of the building was so handsome.

Based on the concept that good things can be taken alone, and bad things must be shared, Wang Xiaochen pulled Zhang Song to the stone bench with a wretched and courteous expression, and guided him to look inside.

The so-called sand sculpture friends are so much fun, the two dicks just sat on the stone bench and watched for ten minutes.

The Q playground, which has always been quiet, has a few big umbrellas, and a few tables under the umbrellas, and XX lottery banners are hung high.

Zhang Song is a lottery enthusiast. When he was in elementary school, he loved the [-] cents per deduction prize. Later, [-] cents per deduction was no longer enough for him, so he started to deduct [-] cents per deduction, and then he bought big gift bags of [-] yuan each. When I was older, I fell in love with buying lottery tickets.

Although I am not very obsessed, I will always buy one or two when I pass by.

Wang Xiaochen didn't like this. After all, he didn't have any good luck growing up. During the exam, the multiple-choice questions included options A and B, and the answer was between C and D. He had never gotten it right.

But I can't help him being poor!

Thinking about divination when you are unlucky, and buying lottery tickets when you are poor, these are all rare.

He took out two steel coins from his pocket and asked for a scratch-off lottery. He didn't expect to get rich. If he scratched out any big prize, even if he scratched out ten yuan, eight yuan would be worth the money for the two cups of coffee. .

In fact, after receiving the paper bought for two yuan, Wang Xiaochen regretted that he had never won a lottery in his 22 years of life!

The expectation of scratching out ten dollars immediately deflated like a balloon, and he was so frustrated that he scratched his lottery ticket.

Zhang Song had already scraped off his own, "Boss, these three are the same, and the bonus is five yuan."

Wang Xiaochen thought to himself that even if he could scrape five yuan, it would be fine!

He just scratched a little bit, oh, there are 500 million stamped characters, but unfortunately there are three of them that are exactly the same, and when he scrapes all of them with ashamed heart.

Wang Xiaochen rubbed his eyes and felt his eyes turn dizzy, his heart beating like a drum.

Tremblingly, he grabbed the corner of Zhang Song's clothes and handed the lottery ticket to the boss.

"Boss, look, have I won the first prize?"

"Yo, young man, you are lucky. This is our top prize, a cash prize of 500 million!"

Suddenly, the world was spinning, and Wang Xiaochen felt his internal organs throbbing. He and Zhang Song hugged and sat on the ground of the playground without any image, carrying two bags of money, with tears and snot running down their faces.

"Damn it! We can add two eggs to our pancakes in the future!"

"You can buy a big bag of spicy strips!"

"The shopping cart can finally be emptied!"

"When you order takeout, you don't have to hold your fingers to see who's cheap!"

"Hurry up! Buy a house first, and we won't have to pay rent!"

"Let's go, let's have a luxurious hot pot first! I'm starving to death!"

……

"This spicy beef is absolutely delicious!" With tears in his eyes, Wang Xiaochen picked up the cooked beef from the red oil soup, dipped it in some prepared sauce, and was about to put it in his mouth when he suddenly felt a pain in his calf, and felt He stepped on the air and fell from a height.

He opened his eyes in bewilderment, the bright sunlight was shining in the room, and Zhang Song was lying next to him and watching the video.

"Guys, our hot pot ingredients are all authentic Chongqing base ingredients, and the beef is all from New Zealand. It tastes delicious after being rinsed with chopsticks. If you like it, double-click it and poke the screen twice!"

"Are you awake?" Zhang Song asked smoothly.

Wang Xiaochen gave an aggrieved "hmm", "waking up from hunger".