MVP in the next examination room

Tang Ran is not crazy.

His wallet is no longer the wallet it used to be, and it can't bear his whim and inhumanity.

The reason why I want 50 boxes is just to follow the "vine" of Sister Martian Literature and feel where the "melon" behind her is.

Sister Martian Literature is a third-year high school resident student, and they already know this.Judging from the time of the transaction, it is very likely that she stored a batch of puzzles in the dormitory, and sometimes she would put a few boxes in her schoolbag after confirming a certain day's transaction.

When she delivered the medicine, she would avoid her classmates and contact the buyer with a trumpet account. It can be inferred that she also knew that this matter was not very glorious.

The management of the third department of senior high school is much stricter than that of the first and second grades of high school, and she should only be out of school on weekends.

If a girl goes to wholesale these health care products by herself, how much can she get at a time?

The weekend is coming soon, after a week of consumption, how much can she have left?

Tang Ran bet she didn't have 50 boxes.

If so, add another 50 boxes.

Sure enough, Miss Martian Literature paused for a while, and replied: "There are not so many for now. Can I do it next week?"

Tang Ran: [No way, senior sister, I'm in a hurry to eat.Besides, I promised my friends. ]

"..." There was a moment of silence over there, "Do you have this much cash on hand?"

Tang Ran replied: [The few of us wanted to buy a little together, but it was still a little short.My mother will come to see me tomorrow, and I will ask her for it then. ]

Sister Martian Literature didn't reply for a long time, and she didn't know what to do.

After a while, the screen lights up again——

-[I found a friend to help. On Friday night, he will wait for you outside the school with something, and then bring cash to pick it up. How about it? ]

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This weekend is a small break, self-study on Friday night as usual, and go to school on Saturday and Sunday for self-study.

Even if it was a short break, when the last class was finished on Friday and the school bell rang, the joy of a holiday swept through Class 12.

Ding Yifan threw away the pen, borrowed Li Hong's electric car, and announced that he was going to eat at the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

——No. [-] Middle School is a high school in C City. It is close or far from Shengjing. If you go to No. [-] Middle School during dinner time from Monday to Thursday, you will definitely not be able to do so before evening self-study. hurry back.

Li Hong asked curiously, "What's delicious at the gate of No. [-] Middle School?"

"Crackers," Ding Yifan walked out while tossing the electric car keys, talking about Sanzhong's crackers with joy, "the kind with skewers, his sauce is special, and one of the three is a must. I recommend it every week. live with this."

Li Hong immediately changed his mind: "You ride the bike, I'll sit behind."

Jin Luo was also very moved when he heard it, and stopped Fang Yuting who was about to go to the cafeteria: "Sister Ting, do you have the electric car key? Lend me."

Although Fang Yuting lives on campus, her little electric donkey is often parked in the school's bicycle shed.

Fang Yuting raised her head and glanced at Jin Luo: "Bring it."

Jin Luo beamed with joy: "Then..."

Fang Yuting: "But I don't want to borrow you."

Jin Luo: "...Why?"

"Have the guts to ask?" Fang Yuting became angry when she mentioned this, "I tell you, I'm just an ordinary eDonkey, not a near-Earth aircraft!"

——Last semester, Jin Luo borrowed Fang Yuting's electric car once. His huge body was attached to the petite and exquisite eDonkey, and he was speeding all the way, attracting countless eyes from passers-by.It's just that when I turned into the school gate, I didn't stop for a moment, and had a close contact with the earth.

The Jin Luo people are fine, they suffered a little skin trauma, but they just felt sorry for Fang Yuting's new electric car.

Before Jin Luo left, he couldn't help but argue: "Sister Ting, that was really an accident, my electric bike riding skills..."

However, Fang Yuting didn't want to hear it.

Jin Luo was disheartened: "Ah, this world is so indifferent..."

When he turned his head, he found that Tang Ran and Yuan Che were still sitting in their seats, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Mr. Tang, are you interested in going to try the special products of No. [-] Middle School together?"

At some point, Tang Ran moved the chair that the teacher used for self-study to her. At the moment, she was leaning on the back of the chair leisurely and contentedly, holding the phone in one hand, and resting the other on Yuan Che's shoulder idly.

Yuan Che was busy solving the problem, and didn't bother to care about the hand on his shoulder. He glanced at him lightly, lowered his eyes, and wrote and drew on the manuscript paper beside him.

The picture is unexpectedly harmonious.

Jin Luo stepped forward and tried to tease the two: "Have you heard of the Sanzhong sandwich, the kind that can add many skewers..."

Yuan Che didn't respond, Tang Ran's eyes were temporarily drawn away from the screen, and he gave him a brief glance: "Then you eat it."

Jin Luo said: "I think good things should be shared with everyone."

Tang Ran knew what he was planning, so he said casually, "Share the taxi fare as well?"

Jin Luo showed surprise on his face, and acted very carelessly: "Mr. Tang, you are too polite, I don't think we need to make such a clear distinction between us - when are we leaving?"

Tang Ran: "I don't have money, so I won't go."

Jin Luo: "..."

Jin Luo left sadly, and had a little doubt about the world.

Tang Ran, said that he has no money?

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What Jin Luo didn't know was that just now he ruthlessly rejected Tang Ran, who was sharing the taxi fare with him, and finally made a "big deal" worth 5000 yuan with someone on his mobile phone.

Sister Martian Literature: [07:30, in that alley, there is a boy in black short-sleeved waiting for you. ]

Tang Ran: [Wait, where? ]

The location sent from the opposite side was not close to Shengjing. Tang Ran made a rough location and found that the place was desolate and remote with very little traffic.

Sister Martian Literature: [My friend lives too far away from us, and he has something to do at night, so he can't deliver it to the school gate, please be considerate. ]

This day's evening self-study was very lively. The teachers all gathered in the conference room of the complex building for the school meeting. All classes were so noisy that class 12 directly became a large disco.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's get high on this exciting night!" The computer on the podium was playing restless music, and DJ Jin Luo got his wish for dinner, and he ate the best of all sandwiches. People are very excited.

All the lights in the classroom were turned off, and with the rhythm of each movement, Ding Yifan also let go, threw away his school uniform jacket, rushed to the podium and pulled Jin Luo's microphone: "Come on, let us thank Mr. Tang first. Thanks for the drink sponsored by friendship, Mr. Tang!"

Everyone in class 12 put a cup of milk tea on the corner of the table, which Tang Ran bought back during dinner time, sixty cups, and Yuan Che couldn't carry it. The boss of the milk tea shop even sent four little brothers, Pretending to be a parent delivering food, sneaking into the school gate to help.

Yuan Che was expressionless, and while no one was back in the classroom, he helped him put the milk tea on each desk: "You don't have to be a fool, that car sold ten times is not enough for you to spend until the end of the year."

Tang Ran didn't feel bad about the expense, and waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, isn't it the monthly exam soon?"

Yuan Che: "..."

Listen to this confident tone.

This is the arrogance of directly equating the monthly exam with making money.

Ding Yifan raised the cup of milk tea in his hand and said emotionally, "Boss Tang is generous!"

Tang Ran sat on the chair with her legs crossed, listening to the booing in the classroom mixed with whistles, and said modestly: "It's nothing. I'm sorry that the guest I promised to invite has been delayed until now."

Ding Yifan was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Did you promise before?"

——Tang Ran was talking about the time when the three of them were suspended from class, and the whole class was dissatisfied with Teacher Xiao Liu and went on strike collectively.

Ding Yifan remembered: "...Wait a minute, I vaguely remember that what brother Ran said was inviting us to dinner?"

Tang Ran put one arm on the edge of the back of the chair and lazily replied, "Ah."

The other students didn't know what was said on the phone: "Is there such a thing?"

Tang Ran said calmly: "There is not enough funds, so I have to change to liquid food."

"........."

Yuan Che hadn't moved the cup on the corner of the table. After listening to Tang Ran's explanation, the corners of his mouth lifted, he reached out to take the milk tea by the table, and lowered his head to sip.

...almost choked.

I didn't read the label, but I can taste it, it's very sugary.

Tang Ran turned her face with concern: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Che: "..."

Since the boyfriend couldn't say anything, but seeing him holding the milk tea cup and frowning, Tang Ran leaned over and took a sip with the straw in his mouth.

"The taste is okay," Tang Ran swallowed the milk tea with an innocent face, "it's not hot either."

"..." Yuan Che put down his own cup, twisted the one in Tang Ran's hand half a turn, and barely saw the word "sugar-free" on the label.

Tang Ran shook: "Why, do you want to change with me?"

He thought Yuan Che would ignore his words, but he clearly heard Yuan Che say: "Okay."

Tang Ran lightened his hand, and the milk tea cup was taken away by Yuan Che.

Then I saw Yuan Che taking a sip without burden.

Tang Ran smiled, and picked up Yuan Che's cup: "I've already drunk half of it."

The lights in the classroom were still not turned on, the BGM was blaring, and disco dances started in some areas, and no one paid attention to their side.

Yuan Che bit his straw and looked down at the time. It was almost seven o'clock.