Young lady, she is poor and stingy

Chapter 440 The Meaning of Making Money (3)

However, He Xiaoran refused to give in. In the end, although Director Xiao was reluctant, he really put on the big helmet.

Netizen No. 1: Hahahahahahahaha... I heard that the big helmet is not here, and I went to participate in the martial arts competition. The program team had no choice, so I manually turned on the big helmet!The program group was involved, hahahaha...

Netizen No. 2: "Hahahaha, there is still a sense of ritual to participate in the event with a big helmet. If no one is around, P will also go up for P, hahahahaha...

Netizen No. 3: I held a martial arts competition in the big helmet. Do you know how much the ticket price was raised for the competition that the big helmet participated in?In the original competition, no one cares about it, and the venue tickets are usually bought by other family members or related fans. Now it has been overwhelmed by fans, and moo moo tickets have been fired to over a thousand!Hahahahaha... All the fans of the big helmet wear helmets, and the same style of the big helmet has long been sold out!

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He Xiaoran silently put down his phone, feeling a little melancholy, but luckily everyone was wearing helmets, and no one else could tell who was He Miao, otherwise, there would be so many people that they would not be able to escape.

Thinking about it, He Xiaoran put the prepared helmet on his head, stretched out his hand to hold He Miao's hand, and walked towards the competition field.

Along the way, nine out of ten of the crowded crowd were wearing helmets. He Miao was held by her sister with one hand and a plastic bag with the other. No one approached her.

There are quite a few people who wear big helmets for cosplay, and there are also many people who put on plastic bags after wearing helmets. Therefore, no one cares about the real big helmets in the crowd.

He Xiaoran squeezed through people all the way, sent He Miao directly into the field, and then took off his helmet.

He Xiaoran took a breath, this helmet was suffocating to death, and He Miao didn't feel uncomfortable after wearing it for so many years, He Xiaoran was very convinced of He Miao.

For He Xiaoran, if He Miao can be noticed by the university, can go to school as a special student, can go to university alone, and doesn't need to live on campus, she can even send He Miao to and from school every day.

He Miao entered the infield and performed the martial arts routines that he had prepared in advance on the spot. After hahahaha, he skillfully saluted the judges' seat with fists in his hands, and then turned around and left.

Quickly put on the big helmet, the first judge who loves surfing: "Hehe, this kid can't live without the big helmet, and if she really makes her debut in the future, she doesn't even need to appear on the stage, just need to find someone who is about the same height and shape Put on her big helmet and find a double perfectly!"

"Hahaha, if you show your little hands or something, wouldn't it be a shame? The skin of albino children is much whiter than normal people."

"No, I heard that the clothes on that child are all unique, and the research and development costs alone cost tens of millions. It doesn't matter if the money is not bad, this child is also very talented, and he can learn everything quickly, tsk tsk, let me People are envious!"

With that said, several judges revealed their scores one after another, and after looking at the results comprehensively, they ranked first for the time being.

After the follow-up performances are over, look again, He Miao is still the first overall.

The screams of the Xiaohe Miao who bought tickets to enter the venue almost overturned the venue, and they all shouted He Miao's name.

He Miao grabbed the plastic bag and shivered.

He Xiaoran glanced at her, "What are you afraid of? It's all about deep love!"

He Miao looked at her sister tremblingly, "This love is a bit scary. Can I not go to the podium?"

"This process has to go," He Xiaoran said: "My sister brought you here just for this moment, you have to let people see you on the podium, or is it not for nothing?"

He Miao reluctantly went to accept the award, and He Miao's fans, Xiao He Miao, once again exposed the screams that could overturn the roof of the venue, "Ahhhhh... Miaomiao! I love you!"

Holding the plastic bag, He Miao stood on the podium tremblingly. The medals and bouquets were put on the ground by the award presenters, and she picked them up by herself.

When people wanted to hang her neck, she didn't dare to approach, and the award presenter couldn't laugh or cry.

Because Xiao He Miao had a big helmet, He Xiaoran put on the helmet and squeezed out of the crowd.

No way, everyone is looking for a big helmet, but everyone can't see the face of the big helmet, so they don't know which one is the big helmet.

Another thing is that He Miao has too many big helmets of the same style. Some people have the wrong color, and they will deliberately repaint them to make them the same style. How can they tell the difference?

The fan group called Xiao He Miao on the Internet is the most confused fan group in history, and the fan idols are so stupid that they can't tell them apart.

Of course, He Miao won a gold medal again, and this has become something that fans talk about. The big helmet is so powerful that Xiaohe Miao is also proud.

A week after returning home, the vacation ended and He Xiaoran started school.

During this holiday, He Xiaoran did two major things, one was to force Zhou Zhichu to fall and kill Zhou Zixi, and the other was to buy a house for her.

On the day of the school report, He Xiaoran got the key to the house and officially became the owner of the house.

Although He Miao is a scumbag, he also took a symbolic leave of absence and told when to go to school to report.Then He Xiaoran took them to see their new home.

When ran around, screaming all the way, "It looks good! Sister, I like this house!"

He Xiaoran glanced at her, "Just like it, go and see your room."

Shi's room is larger, while He Miao's room is smaller. The two rooms have separate doors, but they have interlinked doors. They are tailor-made for Shi and He Miao.

The first thing He Miao did after entering the room was to open the closet, drill inside, and happily said in the closet, "I like it!"

Nan Zhao sullenly, always worried about the lack of houses in the room, "Who is this room for?"

He Xiaoran glanced at it and replied, "For the senior."

"Which senior?" Nan Zhao wondered.

"It's the senior Yan Shaozhuang Yan." He Xiaoran said: "This house, the senior gave the money, 300 million! Of course he has the right to be allocated a room!"

"What about my uncle?" Nan Zhao asked.

He Xiaoran: "There is no uncle who lives at home, so it's good to come and visit once in a while."

Nan Zhao immediately folded his arms: "According to what you said, I don't need to cook your family's meals!"

He Xiaoran was shocked: "Why?"

"What do you think? With your current virtuous behavior, He Miao didn't allow me to eat at the table when I came back. You want me to come here every time I finish cooking, and pack it up for myself when I'm done? Is the nanny not as miserable as me?"

He Xiaoran thought for a while, "That's true."

"You still have a little conscience." Nan Zhao snorted coldly, "Then this room..."

"This room is definitely impossible." He Xiaoran walked around the room, and finally set his sights on the cloakroom, "I think this cloakroom is a bit too big, we don't have so many clothes to wear, split it in half, and change it into a small one." bedroom!"

(End of this chapter)