Mecha little prince

Getting up too late, they missed the rich breakfast provided by the cafeteria, so they had no choice but to eat the love biscuits provided by Yanghuacheng's mother with plain water.

When Wang Xiaodong entered the training room, he saw the little prince sitting in a corner with his head downcast, thinking that he was saddened by the gray god getting close to him yesterday, so he walked over triumphantly, and was about to sing, when Chen Jinghui ran in like a gust of wind, and handed him the Heyang Painting City has a meat bun for each person: "Eat it while it's hot, I just went to the microwave to bite it."

Meat buns are much more fragrant than biscuits.

The little prince and Yang Huacheng immediately put down the half-eaten biscuits, and buried their heads in eating the delicious meat buns.

Chen Jinghui looked relieved.Roubaozi proves that their triangular friendship is still strong.

Wang Xiaodong stood there, staring at Baozi, hesitating to speak.

The little prince looked at him while chewing on the meat bun.Could it be that he is not full and wants to have another bite?

The little prince doesn't have the concept of sharing food. In the palace, the masters will only reward the people below if they have leftovers.But today's steamed stuffed buns are thinner and tastier than usual, so he feels he can't have anything left.

Wang Xiaodong took the little prince's protective eyes as a provocation from the victor, glared at him bitterly, then gave Chen Jinghui a mournful look, and then walked away resentfully.

Chen Jinghui was puzzled: "What happened to him?"

The little prince swallowed the last mouthful of the steamed stuffed bun, and said with emotion: "The steamed stuffed stuffed bun is delicious."

Chen Jinghui: "..."

Great victory yesterday, the coach announced that he would be closed for one day and send money online.

Holding the phone, the little prince's face lit up when he saw the money transferred in. He calculated it twice carefully, added the subsidy for the 10V10 competition and the bonus for victory, and became angry belatedly. Wang Xiaodong's gaffe came yesterday.Otherwise, today's income would be just enough to pay back Lin Chen's medical expenses, and now he has to subsidize a little from his own small treasury.

However, it is still very fortunate to be able to get rid of Lin Chen completely.

Looking at the Fuyu numbers in his wallet balance, he took a screenshot with distress, and then sent the medical expenses and interest owed to Lin Chen - not a cent more.

Lin Chen actually accepted it very quickly, and even sent a sentence: The interest from yesterday to today has not been paid.

Although I don't expect him to say thank you, but is this what people in this world say?

Zhen Pingan also said that in today's society, it is the uncle who owes the money, and the grandson is the one who owes the debt, but why is his grandson so unfilial!

The little prince was furious, and asked Yang Huacheng: "Are there numbers that are curses?"

Yang Huacheng, who was playing a mobile game, said without hesitation, "250."

The little prince clenched the phone in his hand, and asked distressedly: "Is there a cheaper one?"

Yang Huacheng thought for a while: "74."

74 yuan...you can eat four meals of Malatang.

The little prince pursed his lips, reluctant.

Yang Huacheng didn't hear an echo for a long time, and looked up from the game: "You want to use red envelopes to curse people?"

"Ah."

"You can put a decimal point before 74."

"what?"

"It's seventy-four cents."

The little prince regained his energy immediately, and sent a red envelope as he said: "What do you mean?"

"74 means 'go to death', and 0.74 means 'you will die at some point'." Yang Huacheng leaned over curiously, "Who are you sending it to?"

"Lin Chen."

After the little prince finished speaking, he found that there was no sound for a long time, so he couldn't help but turned his head and looked at him. Yang Huacheng was looking at him with wide eyes.

"...I was joking."

Yang Huacheng said seriously: "It's not funny at all."

The little prince obediently closed his mouth.In the rest of my life, I absolutely must not let my roommate know that I have lost his idol, and let him "die at some point", even though it was taught by my roommate.

After handing out the red envelopes, he directly blacked out, and then quietly imitated the other party's appearance of being so angry with him that he vomited blood and had nowhere to vent, suddenly happy.

In fact, Lin Chen didn't understand the correct meaning at all when he received the red envelope, and asked the people around him curiously.

Qiu Yiming felt that the reason why this junior rejected his high-salary offer and chose the half-dead "vocational education center" was probably because he was stupid to study in Central Europe.He said angrily: "This kind of number is usually a homonym."

Lin Chen silently read twice: "74, mad?"

It's really cute to imagine a boy with bulging cheeks and helplessness.

He asked: "Then how do you express it in numbers?"

"Do you want to send red envelopes with your heart?"

"Ah."

"Transfer 20 yuan." Qiu Yiming said, "The upper limit of a single transfer. It is the best way to show sincerity and make the other party accept sincerity. As long as it is not the deep hatred of the broken family and the death of the wife and children, it can be eliminated."

Lin Chen shook his head.

If children receive such a large sum of money suddenly, they should be frightened, and then keep a respectful distance from themselves.

He pondered for a moment, and sent "8.17", which means "don't be angry". However, the system prompted: the message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party.

He asked Qiu Yiming what he meant.

Qiu Yiming was stunned, and suddenly laughed, and it took a long time before he stopped, but he was still breathing, and the laughter seemed to be in his throat: "Have you never been blocked by anyone?"

Lin Chen frowned slightly, and lowered his head to fiddle with the phone: "True knowledge comes from practice."

"What do you mean?"

"You send me a message."

"..."

Qiu Yiming reacted suddenly: "Are you a beast! Someone blocks you, and you test me?"

Ever since Lin Chen rejected his offensive of luxury cars and mansions and insisted on joining the canteen guild as his future opponent, the friendship between them when they met again was wiped out.

After that, goodbye in Jianghu, your heart and my heart are separated by two layers of belly.

The last time he found Lin Chen came to Kuihai City to watch the game alone in the circle of friends, although Lin Chen emphasized that he did it along the way, but Qiu Yiming still told him that he must let himself be a landlord next time he came—— It is mainly to prevent the commissary guild from poaching the wall in its own territory.

As the only professional team in Kuihai City that has been standing all year round, he has always regarded Kuihai City as the back garden of the team. The good seedlings in it either belong to Star King now or will belong to Star King in the future, and no one else can touch them.

So this time when Lin Chen said he was coming, he immediately put down the work at hand and ran to be the driver without complaint.

He didn't expect that Lin Chen would treat him as a test subject after he had already paid for his gas and put his horse in the saddle.

How shameless.

He took out his mobile phone, typed "animal" and sent it aggrievedly, but it was rejected, and the screen was exactly the same as what Lin Chen received.

Lin Chen looked dark.

Qiu Yiming urged: "Hurry up and add it back."

If he didn't add it back in person, he was afraid that this guy would pretend to be ignorant and blackmail him to the end.

Fortunately, Lin Chen really didn't want to take the opportunity to block him, so he asked very cooperatively: "How to add?"

Qiu Yiming did this and that.

Lin Chen was thoughtful.

Qiu Yiming was afraid that he would play tricks again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Since you plan to come to Kuihai University to study as a graduate student, why don't you try the canteen here first?"

"If it doesn't taste good, you can order takeaway."

"makes sense."

Interruption failed.

Lin Chen asked, "How much do you know about the guilds in Kuihai City?"

It's time to come.

Qiu Yiming asked loosely, "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to know about a guild."

"Which one?"

"Descendants of the Dragon."

"It just won the No. 1 total score in the AB group of the Kuihai City Challenge." Qiu Yiming casually said that some information can be found on the website, "What else do you want to know?"

Lin Chen put his mobile phone in his pocket, put on plain glasses and a mask, and faced the blazing sun: "Address."

The little prince didn't know that a certain creditor was about to kill him.The guild had a day off, so he wanted to go back to the apartment to have a look. After all, he had selectively left some of his summer homework there.

Before leaving, the coach stood at the door, talking to a middle-aged uncle. The little prince remembered the information he had retrieved specially for the coach, so he couldn't help but stop and waited beside him for a while.

The middle-aged uncle didn't know what to say, and the coach's smile gradually disappeared from his face.

The little prince was a little worried that the middle-aged uncle would be criticized.

Fortunately, the coach is a coward, and in front of outsiders, he still maintained the social etiquette of modern people, and sent the other party away well, but when he looked back, he was not so polite to the little prince: "What are you still standing here for? Gatekeeper, do you accept tickets?"

The little prince said: "There is something I want to tell you."

"what's up?"

Just when Wang Xiaodong and Jack came out, the little prince stopped talking.

The coach frowned.

Of course he was aware of the private actions of Wang Xiaodong and his group, but nothing specific had happened, so he could only rely on yesterday's game to make a little noise.It's just that if one party wants to turn to the bright side, he can take the opportunity to rectify it.

So he looked meaningfully at the backs of Wang Xiaodong and the others.

Wang Xiaodong had a ghost in his heart, looked back at the coach's unpredictable eyes, and immediately determined that the little prince was making a small report.

He walked out of the door, stood still at the corner, dragged Jack and the others, and walked back furtively, wanting to hear how the little bastard Sang Wuxia arranged him.

The little prince's voice was crisp and crisp, and even though he lowered his volume, every word and every word still reached their ears.

The little prince said: "Coach, your palms are sweating, it may be due to kidney deficiency."