After wearing the book, I started to counterattack

Chapter 110 Want to Buy a Dress
Feng Le, on the other hand, immediately understood what they were thinking.

They wanted to spend the same money on skirts of different styles from Wang Rourou's.

After all, they are all beauty-loving girls at this age, and they all hope that they are unique in their hearts, and they don't want to buy the same things as others.

Feng Le also understands this mentality.

So she nodded and explained: "You may not know that the clothes I sell at the stall rarely have the same style, and I don't bargain for the price of clothes, they are all the same price."

Hearing Feng Le's words, the faces of the two female classmates beamed with joy, "Is it also 79?"

"Long skirt 79, skirt 59, T-shirt 39." Feng Le said.

There is nothing to hide about this matter, she has been selling at this price for so many days at the stall, and when choosing clothes to buy, she also chooses styles based on similar prices.

"Wow!"

The eyes of the two female classmates lit up when they heard this. They thought that Feng Le only had skirts, but they didn't expect that there were so many clothes to choose from.

They immediately wanted to see Feng Le's clothes and bought them. Didn't they see how beautiful the dress Wang Rourou bought from Feng Le?
She bragged that she bought it for more than 200 yuan in the provincial capital, and no one doubted it.

And Wei Xiao is even more ridiculous. She spent more than 150 for the same dress. It's not because the dress is worth the price, and she shamelessly said it was more than 500, and no one dared to refute it.

It is because the style and quality of this skirt is good-looking and convincing.

On the first day of school, I knew that Feng Le sold Wang Rourou's clothes. At that time, many people wanted to buy one from Feng Le. Not to mention buying different ones, they were willing to buy the same style for 79.

At most, it’s fine not to wear it in front of schoolmates, but if you wear it outside, you’ll still be the prettiest kid on the street.

It's just that they couldn't talk to Feng Le. I heard that many people talked about Feng Le that day. They were afraid that Feng Le would not sell it to his classmates because of this, and they would lose face, so no one came forward to ask her. .

Among them, it's not that they didn't see a classmate coming over specially, and then walked away as if nothing had happened. Isn't it because they were afraid that Feng Le would lose face.

In fact, they themselves were also afraid. After all, they had been neighbors with Feng Le for so long and had never spoken to her. They were also afraid that Feng Le would complain and hate them, until they found out just now that they were thinking too much. Feng Le is a very nice person. Very kind, not at all like they thought, not giving them face and ignoring them.

Thinking of this, the two female students became more familiar, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Where do you set up a stall to sell clothes?"

"Sell it during the summer vacation?"

Feng Le nodded, "That's right, I sold clothes on the pedestrian street during the summer vacation."

"It's a pity, I haven't been to the pedestrian street in summer vacation."

"Hey, me too. If I went, I'd already have a new dress to wear."

The two female classmates discussed with pity on their faces.

If they had met Feng Le when they went shopping in the pedestrian street, there would be no such thing as Wang Rourou showing off in school.

One of the two female classmates wore a long ponytail, her hair was pulled straight during the summer vacation, and her bangs were also combed straight. She was a fashion-conscious girl named Yu Tingting.

The other one also pulled her hair straight and then tied it up, but she didn't straighten her bangs, but pushed her bangs aside and clipped them with a few small clips. Her name was Zhang Xiaoli.

Feng Le also has a brief understanding of the current fashion, and this feeling is popular.

Some have their hair straightened, with straight bangs over their brows, some have an afro, their hair is fluffed up and rolled up, and some have their hair straightened up with hairspray, and their hair is dyed in a variety of colors.

However, the students are not allowed to dye their hair, let their hair be disheveled, let alone let their bangs cross their eyebrows, so Yu Tingting and Zhang Xiaoli insist on pursuing fashion in their own way.

They look like this, and many girls in the school also dress like this.

Even the boys, the head teachers of each class at the beginning of school don’t know how many students whose hair is too long and failed, and whose hair was permed and dyed.

"I still have some new dresses at home. Do you want to pick out new clothes? I'll give you a discount." Feng Le said.

After thinking about the styles of the clothes at home, most of them should meet their requirements.

Hearing this, Yu Tingting and the two couldn't be too happy, they packed up their things quickly, oh, they have nothing to pack, after all, they are two scumbags, they just come back empty-handed.

On the other hand, Feng Le, she wakes up at four o'clock tomorrow morning and starts reviewing, so she packs some books and goes back to study and review every day.

After getting all the things, the two began to urge Feng Le, and the three of them went home together.

There are three students in the class who have not left yet. Seeing this situation, they have different thoughts.

Some bewildered, "What kind of clothes, when did Yu Tingting and Feng Le get so good?"

Some girls also started to jump for joy. They didn't miss what Yu Tingting and the others discussed just now. After knowing that Feng Le was willing to sell Yu Tingting and Zhang Xiaoli's clothes, they were also thinking about it.

Since everyone is willing to sell them, then as a classmate, you can also sell them to yourself, right?
Alas, I just don't know what kind of clothes Feng Le will have, whether the clothes are good-looking, whether Wang Rourou's dress is good-looking, whether it is expensive...

A series of thoughts revolved in their minds, but they all coincided with each other. When they got home, they started to think about pocket money, or tried their best to get some money from their parents, and then bought new skirts.

Except for a few people, Wang Rourou and Wei Xiao, they bowed their heads and left quickly without saying a word, and there was an extra Wen Zicheng in this team today.

Suddenly being slapped in the face by Feng Le was too painful, and he also ignored others to pack up his things and left.

Yu Tingting and Zhang Xiaoli followed Feng Le home together, and were surprised when they saw her residence.

I saw Feng Le living alone in a small tile house, and the house was cleaned up exceptionally well. The walls were painted with white paint, and everything in the house was neatly arranged. It looked very comfortable at first glance.

Yu Tingting and Zhang Xiaoli looked at each other, thinking, didn't Feng Le say that Feng Le is poor, and they both live in garbage dumps and dirty dog ​​kennels?
If this place is called a garbage dump, isn't their house called a pigsty?
Yu Tingting looked around and found that Feng Le was alone in the room, so she couldn't help asking: "Feng Le, do you live alone? Where's your grandma?"

The students in the class didn't know who said it, but they all knew that Feng Le had no parents, only an old grandmother raised her.

Feng Le put his schoolbag away, pulled out the clothes from the stall before and said.

"My grandma passed away last month and I'm the only one at home."

(End of this chapter)