The man who turned the times

Chapter 43 How to Prove That You Don't Have Ten Dollars on You

In the past two days on Thursday and Friday, Su Yang couldn't find the target after finishing the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", so he turned his attention to all kinds of previous test papers.

The test papers of the mock test must be graded uniformly, so the class will continue as usual for these two days, and the results of the test will not be announced until Monday next week.

As the end of the month approaches, it is time for a monthly holiday for two days.

After school on Friday, the students packed their schoolbags and filed out.

Su Yang also packed his things and left the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, but was called by the class teacher to talk in the office.

The content of the conversation was nothing, but Jiang Chengfeng had been paying attention to Su Yang for the past few days, expressing inappropriateness for his behavior of ignoring lectures and focusing on his own affairs.

Su Yang was sullen, and he didn't refute or defend, and let him preach. It wasn't until ten minutes later, when Jiang Chengfeng's mouth became dry, that he let Su Yang go.

Humming a little tune, Su Yang wandered leisurely on the gravel road surrounded by flowers and plants.

When I passed this road last time, the peach blossoms were just about to bloom, but now when I come again, all the peach blossoms have withered.

I missed the day when the peach blossoms bloomed, and I felt a little regretful.

Suddenly, Su Yang turned his head abruptly, and a sharp light flashed in the dark pupils under the sword eyebrows, and shot precisely at the person behind him.

"You follow me!" He squinted his eyes, his expression was serious, and the atmosphere suddenly became awe-inspiring.

"Whoever follows you, I will go home."

Ignoring the atmosphere he created, Yu Yuechan flicked her shawl black hair, rolled her eyes arrogantly, and passed by Su Yang, leaving him with a faint fragrance.

"I can't tell even if I'm joking, and I'm still a top student."

Su Yang looked at her slender back and smiled.

The last time she was misunderstood, because Su Yang is not the kind of narrow-minded person, he basically forgot, so that now when he ran into her, he made a joke instead.

It's a pity that Ms. Yu is cold and proud, and she doesn't give him a chance to talk.

Su Yang followed her and left the school gate.

At the entrance of the stationery and bookstore, Su Yang was stopped by her.

Yu Yuechan held the strap of her schoolbag with both hands, her clear water eyes never flickered, looked at Su Yang's face, and blinked.

"Let's discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?" Su Yang looked at her strangely.

He was lukewarm to him just now, but now he is taking the initiative to strike up a conversation, which is tricky.

Yu Yuechan: "I apologize for what happened that day."

Su Yang smiled: "No need to apologize, I forgot."

"Oh."

"Anything else?"

"It's a little thing." Yu Yuechan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand and put it on her chest: "Lend me ten yuan, I lost the money, and I will pay you back next Monday."

Su Yang was stunned for a moment. The girl really wasn't polite to him, and borrowed money as soon as she asked.

Su Yang estimated that the apology just now was secondary, and the borrowing was the real thing, right?
Although the two are not in the same class, it is common for classmates to help each other.

However, Su Yang said, "I don't have ten yuan with me."

"No? How to prove it!" Yu Yuechan blurted out.

How do you prove that you don't have ten dollars on you?
Su Yang fumbled in his trouser pocket with his right hand, took out several hundred-yuan bills, took out one of them and handed it to Miss Yu, smiling:
"Doesn't this prove that there are no ten yuan ones, but there are one hundred yuan ones."

Yu Yuechan took the money, her slender lips pursed.

"If this is a ten-point proof question, you can only get two points for your answer."

"Why?" Su Yang was startled.

"You said that you don't have ten yuan with you. Let me ask you how to prove it. First of all, you made a mistake in examining the question. The title of this question has two meanings. The first is a clear ten-yuan note, and the second is It refers to whether the total amount of money is that much."

"According to the first method, you have now proved that you don't have ten yuan in your right trouser pocket, but you have not yet proved that your left trouser pocket, shoe soles, clothes pocket..."

When Yu Yuechan said this, she stopped speaking, not because she didn't want to speak, but because she couldn't speak.

I saw Su Yang rummaged through his left trouser pocket, took off a pair of shoes, and rummaged through his clothes pocket.

"Not at all." Su Yang smiled.

"Sophistry, your whole body can hide money everywhere, you can't prove it, unless... Forget it, I'll go buy a pen, and the money will be returned to you next week."

Seeing Su Yang's sophistry appearance, Yu Yuechan, who has always been calm, was a little annoyed.

Gouged him out, stomped his feet and turned around to enter the stationery store, ignoring him.

"Unless you get naked? You can have such thoughts, sister, your thoughts are very dangerous."

Su Yang smiled, put on his shoes, and stepped forward facing the afterglow of the setting sun.

Take a taxi on the main street and go to a professional recording studio to finalize the song recording. Su Yang paid the deposit and returned home.

……

At noon on Saturday, after eating lunch made by his mother, Su Yang found Su Weiwei.

"How is the confession balloon?" Su Yang asked her.

"Yeah, it's almost there." Su Weiwei nodded.

"Haven't you sung in the live broadcast room?"

"No, I just hummed a few words." Su Weiwei raised her eyebrows and said, "The audience said the melody was good, and they all asked me what song it was, but I didn't tell them."

"Sing a few lines and let me listen."

"it is good."

Su Weiwei cleared her throat and sang according to Su Yang's request.

Her voice is beautiful, sweet and soft, coupled with the unique melody of "Confession Balloon", it gives people a feeling that after listening to it, it seems to be too sweet to lose their teeth.

That's all, Su Yang nodded and praised: "It's a good song."

"I also think I sing very well." Su Weiwei smiled happily.

"Let's go, go record the song today."

Su Weiwei was taken aback, "Where are you going?"

"Recording songs, of course I went to the recording studio." Su Yang said.

"Ah? Isn't it enough to use a computer to record casually for recording? I still have to go to the recording studio. Isn't it very far away and tiring." Su Weiwei was a little sad.

Su Yang knew that her sister's lazy cancer had happened again.

After thinking about it, he explained earnestly: "The recording on the computer is unprofessional and there are too many noises. You must go to a professional recording studio to record. I have found a place for you."

"After the recording is complete, you can post the song on music websites and Weibo to promote it. In this way, as long as other people are not deaf, you will surely become famous."

"After it becomes popular, maybe there will be a music company signing you. When the time comes, you will follow the star route and become a heartthrob in one fell swoop."

Su Yang was like a big bad wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood, drawing cakes for Su Weiwei bit by bit.

However, Little Red Riding Hood didn't play cards according to common sense, pouted her cute little mouth, shook her head and said, "Ayang, I don't want to be a star."

Su Yang was stunned: "Why, don't you like singing?"

(End of this chapter)