I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 173 Ten years after graduation, I made my classmates into blind boxes

As a real Bai Fumei, Xiang Xiaotian's family naturally has no shortage of luxury homes.

In Hangcheng, there is a Wulin No. 1 penthouse of nearly 600 square meters, with a market price of 70 to 80 million. As for the Magic City, there is also a large flat floor of more than 300 square meters in Suhewan, OCT, with a market price of 60 to 70 million.

"Sure enough, they are from a wealthy family." Zhang Yang sighed as he sat in the passenger seat of Phantom.

"Young Master Zhang, please stop making fun of me. This is not enough for our family to leak between your fingers, right?" Xiang Xiaotian glanced at the Patek Philippe on Zhang Yang's wrist.

Just this watch is enough to buy half of their house.

And now, the owner of this watch is surprised by their family's little wealth?

Of course she thought Zhang Yang was joking.

"That's an exaggeration. You really think I'm a treasure trove of gold and silver, but you still miss something between your fingers?" Zhang Yang said with a smile, and changed into a comfortable position, "I'll just squint for a while. Call me when you get there."

"Okay, I'll call you when we get to COFCO, Mr. Zhang." Xiang Xiaotian pursed her lips and smiled.

"Okay, good boy." Zhang Yang said vaguely.

The car drove smoothly, accompanied by the hustle and bustle of traffic outside the window and the evening breeze blowing in my face.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes slightly and gradually breathed evenly.

While driving, Xiang Xiaotian quietly looked at the handsome profile of the co-pilot.

"Zhang Yang? Are you asleep?"

There was no other sound in the car except the noise outside the window.

"Okay." Xiang Xiaotian suddenly smiled softly, fell silent, and began to concentrate on driving.

In the dead of night, the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked on the roadside of COFCO Seaview One.

The passenger's breathing became deeper.

Xiang Xiaotian parked the car and looked at Zhang Yang, the passenger driver, ready to wake him up.

"Sleeping so deeply."

As soon as her outstretched hand landed on Zhang Yang's shoulder, she suddenly paused.

Xiang Xiaotian looked at Zhang Yang, who was sleeping deeply, and at Chi Chi's profile, not knowing what was going on, but suddenly a bold idea came to his mind.

"Probably, it won't be discovered, right?"

She leaned forward gently, her chest bumping against hers, and then she quietly kissed Zhang Yang on the face.

Zhang Yang, the passenger in the passenger seat, suddenly moved as if he was about to wake up.

Xiang Xiaotian was immediately frightened and sat up straight, then gently shook Zhang Yang awake.

"Zhang Yang, wake up, we are here."

"Are you here?" Zhang Yang opened his eyes drowsily, looked out the car window, and stretched his body slightly. "Thank you, do you want to come up and sit down?"

"Ah? I..." Xiang Xiaotian's head was in a mess and she was caught off guard.

"Sorry, I fell asleep. Well, go back and drive slowly. Give me a message when you get home." Zhang Yang opened the car door and got out of the car.

"What?" Xiang Xiaotian was still stuck on what he just said. "How can you say something and then withdraw it? Who said I don't want to go up and sit down."

Of course, she muttered this to herself, and no one heard her except herself.

Xiang Xiaotian looked across the car window, watching the figure go away, and couldn't help but touch her cheek.

"So hot!"

She looked at her fair and flushed face through the mirror, and she couldn't help but cover her face with her hands.

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Zhang Yang was walking back alone, shaking his head and laughing.

How could I really fall asleep after just a short while in the car? Naturally, he knew exactly what happened in the car just now.

"This is Xiang Xiaotian..."

Being kissed secretly by a girl was something that would have been unimaginable for the ordinary Zhang Yang in the past. But what now? Being secretly kissed by such a beautiful and wealthy daughter, he was able to remain calm and even pretended that he didn't know anything.

"Pretending to be stupid, damn, being too popular is not a good thing."

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yang was at his home in COFCO Seaview No. 1, pillowing on the river breeze and listening to the whistle of the cruise ship.

Before going to bed, he received a message from Xiang Xiaotian.

【Got home··】

[Well, I went to bed, good night. ] Zhang Yang replied decisively, without giving Xiang Xiaotian a chance to chat with him in the middle of the night.

He said he was going to bed, but he was naturally not sleepy at the moment.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yang was scrolling through short videos, then scrolled, made a sound, and went back to watch it again.

"Ten years after I graduated, I turned my junior high school classmates into blind boxes?"

"Why does this graduation photo look familiar?"

Zhang Yang paused the video, took a closer look, and finally found his figure in the corner of the last row in the graduation photo from the recently popular video series Ten Years of Graduation.

"No, how about such a coincidence?"

Zhang Yang immediately watched the video carefully, preparing to see what happened.

[How are those students who were the best in the class back then doing well now? How are the students who were the most ordinary students in the class doing now? 】

[Ten years after graduating from junior high school, I made my junior high school classmates into blind boxes. 】

Accompanied by a girl's background sound.

The opening scene is an enlarged version of a junior high school graduation photo. A girl blindfolds her eyes, raises a toy gun, and randomly selects a classmate in the graduation photo.

"This is this?" Zhang Yang said to himself, and the long-lost memories came to his mind.

junior high school?

That's really far away.

Isn't it almost ten years since I graduated from junior high school? I can still keep in touch with my high school classmates and hang out together, but when I was in junior high school, they were just ignorant teenagers. The class group many years ago had long been reduced to an advertising group. As for those classmates, they had become friends many years ago. Lost contact.

He looked at the blogger and finally rummaged through the memory of this person in his mind.

"Zhou··Xiaoyi."

He struggled to match up the well-spoken girl in front of him with black-rimmed glasses and the pony-tailed girl from his class.

After so many years, my appearance has changed a lot.

As for her personality, Zhou Xiaoyi is still as cheerful and lively as she was in junior high school.

"It's no wonder that we can make a living out of self-media."

Zhang Yang took a look and found that since Zhou Xiaoyi started to make this series of blind box openings half a month ago, in just half a month, the number of fans has increased by one million, which has aroused the resonance of countless netizens.

He opened the homepage and looked at the videos.

Then, I saw a junior high school classmate whose memory had been vague at first, but now became vivid again.

"Luo Qian, graduated from the University of Political Science and Law, and graduated from Tongji University with a law degree. She currently works in a well-known law firm."

"Zhou An, graduated from Guangling University with a bachelor's degree, currently working in a local state-owned enterprise..."

"Wan Qingsong, graduated from Yinghai Vocational and Technical College and currently runs his own auto repair shop."

Zhang Yang was originally going to kill time and sleep, but he suddenly became interested. Out of curiosity, he looked at the current situation of these junior high school classmates who had already had a vague impression through these videos.

In a class, there are naturally excellent people and ordinary people.

Excellent people naturally do well. For example, the top student in the junior high school class failed all the way through his academic career. He went directly to the National University of Singapore to study in college, and now he has directly immigrated to Singapore.

But most of them live in an ordinary and routine manner.

Those who work as company employees, those who take exams as editors, those who work as teachers, those who start their own businesses, those who get married early and make daily living with rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. Most of the vaguely familiar faces were living ordinary lives. One of the videos had a lot of likes, and it was clicked by a girl who was the funniest girl in the class that year.

This person is currently working as a teacher, living in his own little world, and his life is uneventful.

Perhaps it is this plain and real life that resonates with countless netizens.

"I've finished reading." Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief with a little emotion. "Sure enough, letting go and accepting one's own ordinaryness is the human reality for most people."

He stood in COFCO Seaview No. 1, which has a market value of more than 100 million, and glanced at the brightly lit Bund on the other side through the floor-to-ceiling window of the master bedroom. He felt inexplicably the same and sighed.

Zhang Yang suddenly thought of something before he put down his phone and prepared to go to bed.

"What the hell, please don't hit me."

He muttered to himself and fell asleep.

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At this moment, many people are not sleeping.

In an apartment in Suzhou, Zhou Xiaoyi was writing the copy for a new video, still immersed in the joy of gaining fans.

On the computer screen were the titles she labeled the blind boxes she opened for her classmates.

[The only boy who insists on dreaming and realizes it]

【Fitness coach】

[Teach and educate people, and one day I will finally become you]

【full time mother】

[The student who has changed the most]

"It's already been done for ten issues. I really didn't expect the response to be so good." Zhou Xiaoyi murmured to herself, feeling a little emotional.

In the past, those energetic boys and young and romantic girls had their ideals, their dreams, and their endless yearning for the future, but they never expected that in the end, everyone would end up ordinary.

Maybe this is the norm.

After finishing her work, she started her live broadcast as a routine, preparing to take advantage of this wave of popularity to make more money.

Turn on the live broadcast, and the number of people online has been increasing.

Not long after, the number exceeded 10,000.

In the live broadcast room, various passers-by and fans kept making comments.

[It’s so true, this is how the world is. 】

[I can’t even call out the names of my junior high school classmates, but the anchor can still contact them one by one, which is quite a skill. 】

[It is in line with the norm of every class. There are always a few who are particularly outstanding, and then most of them have the kind of step-by-step graduation work, with twists and turns, a smooth road, and ordinary life. Maybe this is the life of us ordinary people. 】

[So far, I haven’t seen anyone doing particularly badly. Of course, I haven’t seen anyone doing so well. 】

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the words in the live broadcast room and chatted with everyone.

"By the way, in the next issue I plan to draw the blind box live tonight."

【support! It feels more authentic this way]

[Yes, and we can still have a sense of participation]

[Anchor speed, open a blind box during live broadcast]

"Okay, okay, by the way, thank you Shanshan for giving me the Porsche, thank you!" Zhou Xiaoyi said live broadcast while thanking the gift and preparing the blind box for later.

After a while, the room was brightly lit.

Zhou Xiaoyi adjusted the angle, put on the blindfold, and then raised the plastic gun in his hand.

emission.

The plastic bullet with a suction cup was shot out and firmly attached to the enlarged version of the graduation photo.

Zhou Xiaoyi took off the blindfold, picked up the live broadcast equipment and walked forward. Then she couldn't help but let out a sigh, and the camera focused on the enlarged graduation photo.

"I'll go, the boy on the edge of the back row seems to be quite taciturn."

"Looking introverted and ordinary, he is probably not sociable, and his popularity is probably average. Suddenly, I am curious about what this person is like now."

"The anchor is probably going to have the worst junior high school classmate I've ever had so far."

There were constant comments in the live broadcast room.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the figure on the graduation photo, and then at the name marked under the graduation photo.

"Zhang Yang?"

For a moment, she was scratching her head, and her mind slowly came back to her classmates in junior high school who sat in the back row, didn't like to talk much, and had poor grades.

More ordinary than ordinary.

"Really, are you going to find this classmate Zhang Yang?"

However, she was the blind box opener in a live broadcast and had no choice at all. In the next issue, she really can only do content about Zhang Yang.

"We have to rack our brains to find the shining points again."

She has finally summed up her experience. When she meets a classmate who is outstanding, she can just show off his/her strengths without any difficulty. But if she meets someone who is average, she can only focus on a real, ordinary, down-to-earth, bland person. It's true.

After a while, Zhou Xiaoyi took her mobile phone and tried to contact Zhang Yang.

"This group has become an advertising group. Is it still useful to chat privately?" She had a headache, so she could only send a verification message privately.

If you can't get in touch, it will be troublesome. You can only see if there is anyone in the junior high school class who you can get in touch with.

The message was sent and nothing happened.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the time and saw that it was almost midnight, so he could only hope that the other party had already rested.

Early the next morning, Zhou Xiaoyi woke up early.

The first thing you do when you wake up is to review the data as a routine.

The rising data immediately made her happy and in a good mood.

"I caught this wave of traffic passwords well... By the way." She immediately opened the chat box as if she wanted to type something.

No movement, just like last night...

"Isn't it?" Zhou Xiaoyi immediately put down her phone dejectedly, feeling a little troubled.

·

At this moment, Zhang Yang was not awake yet.

At 8:30 in the morning, the master bedroom was full of brightness. Zhang Yang opened his eyes, stretched his body with his bare upper body, and let his invincible figure bathe in the morning sunshine.

Shower, wash, make breakfast...

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang was sitting by the island, eating breakfast, and picked up his phone to reply to some messages.

"Eh? Isn't it?"

His expression froze for a moment.

Because he actually saw a message added by a friend last night. As for the source, it was the junior high school class group that had died long ago and could not die.

As for adding information, it is exactly: Zhou Xiaoyi.

"I'm really afraid of what will happen..." Zhang Yang shook his head and planned to politely refuse it later.

He really didn't want to be disturbed.

Therefore, he directly passed the friend verification information without replying, so he left the phone there.

After a while, the information jumped wildly.

(End of this chapter)