Chapter 63

The life committee member is holding an electronic calculator, sitting on a small horse on the side, responsible for managing the accounts and collecting money, and handing over paper tickets one by one. On the other hand, he was counting the money non-stop.

The student at the booth next to him bit his finger and cast envious eyes with tears streaming down his face:
"The poverty of human beings is not the same, I just think they are rich."

"I have never seen so much money in my grave."

"Yeah, this should be the extent of Tiandi Bank working overtime."

"When will our old class be able to learn from the first class?"

There were those who were envious, and naturally there were also those who were sour. A few boys from other classes wandered around with their trouser pockets in their pockets, and then stared at the row of extremely popular honey on the shelf and said sourly: "I suddenly found that , people and animals are different, people like double standards.”

Wen Miao was originally talking to the deputy squad leader. Hearing this sentence, Xunsheng raised his head.

The boy was still commenting: "Look, if the mouse gnawed the human rice, the human would say it was stealing, but the human also stole the bee's honey, but dared to brazenly praise the bee's hard work."

"Student, take a break, you guys have too many things to do." Wen Miao rolled her eyes and said, "The mice don't think as much as you do."

Classmate Wen Miao, an anti-hypocritical young master, glanced at a few of them, and then replied confidently with one hand on his hip: "If a mouse steals rice, I'll beat it. If I steal honey, a bee can sting me. It's up to each individual." .”

"..."

With a simple sentence, the speechless hypocritical squad was successfully chased away by the anti-hypocritical young master.

It was not the first time hearing such a sober speech in the world, Shen Jiayu couldn't help laughing, leaning on the shelf and laughing lowly.

This kid's words are really interesting, sober and rational, and there are reasons when he insults others, leaving the other party with nothing to refute.

Hearing Shen Jiayu's low laugh, Wen Miao turned her head to look at him, cleared her throat and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a green bottle in front of her eyes.

Swallowing what she wanted to say, Wen Miao turned her head back and looked down, only then did she see clearly what the green bottle was.

It's a bottle of shampoo... no, it's a bottle of tonic.

The five words "Super Hair Tonic" are written on the green bottle in Chinese, English, Korean and Malay.

The one holding this bottle of super hair tonic was a boy with tinfoil perm. Seeing Wen Miao looking over, the boy handed the tonic forward again, pointed to his head and asked, "Student, are the things here okay?" ah?"

"Ah?" Wen Miao looked carefully for a long time, but didn't see any problem with his head, except that his hair was a little thinner, "What's wrong?"

The boy stroked his hair, and said suspiciously: "Since I used the super hair tonic I bought from you, why do I feel that my hair is falling out even more?"

Wen Miao stared at his head with a worrying hairline, and stuttered: "Uh, this...um."

This is hard to answer.

This thing was cut out by the old Guotou on Bingxixi. Maybe the quality is not up to standard, but it must not be said that way. If it is said so bluntly, maybe they will have to make them lose money.

(End of this chapter)

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