In order to coax the gods to sleep, the tyrant is bald

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Why am I so poor?

As soon as the two left, Gao Lang hurriedly looked around for his mobile phone. He had to transfer money before his father froze his card.He didn't dare to pretend to be them and just say that these two really can do anything!

After finally pulling out the phone from the crack of the sofa, he logged in and muttered, "Is it easy to make fun of me if you want to make you happy?"

In the end, it was still a step slower, withdrawing money?Fetch it!He poked the phone vigorously, but he couldn't use it any more. All the cards given by the old man were frozen, and none of them were left for him. They were all gone.

Careless.

He collected all the money he could move, and the odds and ends added up to less than 2 yuan.There are only five months between now and the Chinese New Year, and it is said that there is no place to spend money at school, and he doesn't like to buy any clothes and shoes, so he can make do with his pocket money.But the problem is that he really has a doll that has not paid the final payment. It was custom-made in Japan and has been waiting for more than half a year. The final payment is still 35 yuan short, what should I do?

As soon as the phone was lost, Gao Langsheng collapsed on the sofa with nothing to love, with a blank expression on his face.

The price of coaxing dad is really high, tsk tsk.

What should I do if I have no money and have to pay?

Of course, it's a turnaround with my buddies. What else can I say about this?Brother, don't you take it out and wait for the hair to grow?

As a result, the second and third generations couldn't even get three to five million yuan, and all of them encountered various financial crises, as if they were trying to squeeze him out together, so he had to suspect that his father hadn't greeted him.

But they shouldn't be that busy. It can only be said that luck is really bad when it's bad.In the end, there were only two of them who could add up to one hundred and eighty thousand for him, but they were useless.

If the loan fails, the only thing left is to sell the property.

Anyway, if you want to ask your family for mercy to solve the crisis, don't even think about it. The two of them are not the masters who change from day to day. Even if you pay him in the end, he will definitely have to pay the price in blood. He doesn't want to court death unless it is a last resort.

But the production capacity of this family is really limited.He has a lot of real estate under his name, but where can there be such a suitable buyer for those moments?Besides, selling a house in order to buy a doll is like a prodigal, his father will definitely destroy his humanity.As for other famous watches and jewelry, I'm sorry, all the bits and pieces are in his father's place.

Therefore, the only things he can move are the dolls all over the wall.

It's really miserable that the family property that a rich second generation can control by themselves is only these dolls.

He looked at the dolls on the wall, he couldn't bear to part with one, and he couldn't bear to part with the other. Everyone was his favorite, and selling any one was like cutting flesh.Don't underestimate these dolls, many of them are out of print, priceless in the market, and some of them were not very expensive when they were bought, but now they have been fired at a very high price because they are out of print, not to mention that there are still some dolls inside. There is a customized version, and it is a house for one baby, so he can take two at will to pay the final payment, which is more than enough.

It can be said that a doll with this wall is enough to buy a luxury villa.

Gao Lang picked and picked two dolls that were not too sharp and took them out. He took pictures and hung them on a doll lovers forum, feeling that life is not easy for a while.To be honest, before he bought things, he never looked at the price, only to see if he likes it or not, and he never thought that more than 30 yuan would be a lot. To him, money is just a number on a bank card, and it doesn’t matter how much or how little. Feeling, why do you suddenly find that 32 is so much now?

It wasn't until he hung up all the dolls that he realized that he could actually borrow them.

Fu Chao now has money in his hand. He has seen with his own eyes how much money is in his electronic account, but he just didn't think about it, subconsciously excluded him, and didn't want him to see his current predicament.

Even if he thought about it now, he didn't mean to borrow it at all. It was not easy for Fu Chaoduo, and if he used his money to buy a doll, the sky would be struck by lightning.

Or sell dolls.

Fu Chao, who was at school, didn't know Gao Lang's embarrassment. He was queuing at the door of the infirmary waiting for the physical examination.

This morning, the school suddenly notified all senior high school students to add a TCM physical examination, saying that it is to lay a good foundation for everyone to prepare for the college entrance examination.No, it's the fourth class's turn now.

Qinshan Middle School has a lot of money and wealth. The infirmary is like a small hospital. There is a whole two-story building. Now there are three consultation rooms in a row, moving forward slowly and orderly, with an average of 3 minutes.

"Do you think that the leader of our school has been brainwashed? Sudden Chinese medicine physical examination." Yang Ziyu stretched his neck and chattered to Fu Chao, "What can we see with such a strong body?"

"Then why don't you participate?" Fu Zhao said flatly.

"Whoever doesn't participate in deduction of class points, I dare not provoke the old class."

"Then shut up, memorize words more and talk less, and try to do better in this monthly exam."

"Don't mention the monthly exam, it's a headache."

The noisy guy lost his voice, and Fu Chao's thoughts went to Gao Lang's side again. That guy's eyes couldn't be seen, didn't he knock and bump, and he didn't know what happened to his eyes, and his heart was always uneasy.After thinking about it for a while, it was his turn.

Thinking, it was his turn in a few minutes.

The old Chinese doctor felt his pulse first, then looked at the coating on his tongue, and said seriously, "Student Fu, you have serious insomnia. It comes out, nothing is more important than the body."

Fu Chao smiled bitterly, "I can't help it, I just can't sleep."

"Then find a way to sleep." The doctor scribbled on the paper, "I'll prescribe a few medicines, and then a food tonic prescription, take it after you take the medicine, don't stop, you're sick slowly, Slowly recuperate your body, take less medicine, too much medicine is not good." The old man's tone was not fast, nor did he speak harshly, and his calmness made people unbearably convinced.

But Fu Chao, who had seen too many doctors, was still dubious, maybe it would be useful?

But when he got the prescription, he ran into a problem. How could he boil the medicine without mentioning it?Where can I get food supplements?Will he not say that he doesn't have that hardware.

As a result, as soon as I went to the cafeteria at noon, I saw two large banners hanging in the cafeteria. One read "Help students make medicine for free" and the other read "Health is the basis for a good university entrance examination."

Well, Sleepy sent the pillow.

If you can boil medicine for free, then you can always charge for medicinal food.

Of course, the old lady can't wait to blow the medicated food cold and feed it to his mouth. Isn't they making such a big battle just to give him tonic?

It was also this time when the doctor told them that they knew that the child had suffered from insomnia for a long time, which made the old couple feel distressed, and wished they could replace him.

Now the back kitchen has specially vacated the stove holes used to make casserole, ten in a row, and two rows are boiled together to ensure that students who need to boil medicine can drink medicine on time.

In fact, there are not many people who need to drink medicine. They are young and good years, when colds can be cured without taking medicine. Drinking Chinese medicine is not a must, but few will take the initiative to ask for it.

However, the cafeteria still boiled simple soup for everyone to drink for free, especially being a good person.

The old couple waited and waited, waited and waited, their necks stretched out, but they just couldn't see their little treasure talking about something.Could it be that the medicine is too expensive and reluctant to buy it?The old lady complained that the eldest son did not do well in this matter, and was busy doing things in a circle.

The boss's face was full of not knowing what to say, it was completely thankless, and he had to find a way to make up for it.He originally wanted to take care of Fu Chao's face, and he was afraid that he would not want it for free, but how can he fix it now?Do you want to stop giving a one-month exam scholarship?

The family was worried about the youngest son taking medicine, but they didn't know that the person ran away after class.He was worried that it would be inconvenient for Gao Lang not to see and do things, so he rushed back without a minute's delay, let's talk about taking medicine and so on.

Anyway, he can sleep now.

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The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated again.

Gao Lang peeked out through the gap in the gauze. Fu Chao was doing a live broadcast not far away, so he didn't pay attention to him.

He quickly took out his phone and replied, and then quickly pressed it off. He felt more guilty than a thief.

But just after replying to the message, before he had time to take it back, the phone vibrated again.

The other party was asking about the doll's specific information, and it seemed that he knew what he wanted.

After waiting for a whole day for such a decent buyer, he valued it very much. After all, he didn't have much time left, and it was a matter of catching one.But in the current situation, he didn't dare to blatantly reply to the message. If Fu Chao caught him pretending to be blind, wouldn't he kill him?

I feel a little regretful that my brain is pumping and pretending to be blind. Isn't this just looking for trouble?Why don't you just tell him the truth?After much deliberation, he still vetoed it in the end. For the sake of personal safety, even if he was telling the truth, he would have to pass tonight.

Alas, why didn't Fu Chao apply for evening self-study?Why did the old class approve it?It really made him happy and sad.

Then the message came again.

Taking a sneak peek, Gao Lang stood up and groped outside.

Fu Chao, who was single-minded, suddenly stood up, "Where are you going? I'll help you."

"Bathroom." He said calmly.

Fu Chao grabbed his arm and led him towards the bathroom, not forgetting to ask, "You have diarrhea today? You run four or five times a night."

"Ah, a little bit." Already went five or six times?If it weren't for the fact that he had nowhere to go, he didn't want to go to the toilet all the time.

"Buzz-"

"Alarm." Before Fu Chao could say anything, Gao Lang spoke first, "I forgot to turn it off last time."

Fu Shen glanced at him a little strangely, it wasn't that the alarm clock was strange, but that he was a little strange, as if he was overreacting...

But he didn't think much about it, and sent people in to continue the live broadcast.In just a few minutes, the screen of the live broadcast room has been swiped, and all the questions are surprisingly consistent: Is the little brother who made the noise injured?

"A little injury, it will be fine in a few days." Fu Chaoxin replied casually while still on Gao Lang.

Yesterday, I was busy taking care of Gao Lang and forgot to go on the air, so I made up for it today.That No.2 probably didn't expect him to be on the air today, and didn't jump out to challenge him, which made the fans feel a little lonely. They couldn't see the god of learning crushing the bully, and felt lost.

Originally, he didn't interact with fans very much, but this answer seemed to open a door, and someone asked again: "Learning theology, learning the gods, you open up the rewards, want to brush little red flowers..."

Brush the little red flower... Brush the little red flower...

The full screen of "Playing with Little Red Flowers" swiped the screen again, neat and beautiful, and there was not a single person who broke the formation.

"Thank you." Fu Chao couldn't help laughing, "Save it to buy candy for you, I'm not short of money anymore."

"I'm so sweet, lick!"

Fu Chao just laughed, couldn't help but laugh, why are these kids so cute.Since the end of the summer vacation, he has turned off the tipping function. The money in the account is already a lot for him. It is enough for him to pay off the bills, go to college beautifully, and then pay a down payment for the house. Really, it is already too much.

Looking at the lively live broadcast room, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Turning off the tipping was something he had prepared for a long time, but he didn’t expect the response from everyone to be so intense. At the beginning, his 300 million fans appeared, but after the tipping off, he attracted another wave of people, and the number was close to 500. Wan, he was taken aback.But it doesn't matter, he doesn't care how many people look at him.But then something even more unbelievable happened to him. Someone built Xueshenchaohua for himself at a certain time. When he saw it, tall buildings had risen on the ground. Yes, what's even more strange is that CP fans, together with all kinds of domineering presidents, are worthy of everyone's words.

It's very inexplicable.But these were nothing to him, and they wouldn't affect his normal life anyway, so he just laughed it off.But I didn't expect that the Internet still affects the present, such as sneak shots from time to time.

Thinking of this Fuchao gives me a headache.Originally, he was famous in school, and he can be regarded as a man of the hour without shame.Once famous on the Internet, it has directly become a walking check-in Internet celebrity attraction, which is simply worrying.He doesn't know whose circle of friends he will appear in, whose scarf he will talk about, let alone when he will be photographed.It may be the protagonist of the camera, or it may be the background. He in the camera may be eating in the cafeteria with his mouth full of grease, or he may be the back of the window cleaning the blackboard, or he may be the back of his head on the dormitory bed.Anyway, it is impossible to guard against all-pervasive.

For this reason, he didn't dare to be shirtless in the dormitory.

Really, it's not easy being a celebrity.

Fortunately, everyone gave face, so far he has not seen his own ugly photos on the Internet, even if his mouth is full of oily flowers, he can find cute angles, which is considered embarrassing for the big guy.

Because of the surge in fans, he became popular in a small circle, and the agency approached him, saying that they intended to package him for his debut and make him a star.

Far away, Fu Chao gossiped with fans and did half a set of test questions, and suddenly found out why didn't the toilet come out?

"Not yet?" Fu Chao came to the door of the bathroom and raised his voice to ask.

Before the voice landed, there was a bang in the bathroom, as if something had hit it.

Fu Chao pushed the door open in an instant.

I saw the blind gentleman pulling down the bandage in a hurry.

Now there is nothing to understand, looking at the flustered Huo Fuchao sneered again and again, "Gao Lang, you can do it, isn't it addictive to pretend to be blind?"