After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

Chapter 22 If you buy it for [-] yuan, shut up.
More and more people were watching the excitement, and Lin Youran cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining down.

Su Qianrou smiled slightly, leaned close to Lin Youran's ear, and whispered: "Actually, I'm not in the mood to talk to you today."

Lin Youran didn't understand an inexplicable sentence, and her expression changed instantly at the next sentence.

Su Qianrou looked down at Lin Youran who was kneeling on the ground and casually said something.

"I agree, please step back."

Probably because the emperor was so used to his treatment these days, he found this kind of clown boring.

"Sister Rou, let's go!"

Zhang Meng walked out of the crowd and put his arm around her shoulders, "I thought we were going to be late. Who knew that everyone was here to watch the fun? I shouldn't be punished by my boss for being late collectively, right?"

"Mom! It's nine o'clock! Go to class quickly, don't let the tigress scold us to death!"

"Yeah, this Lin Youran can't act anytime, it has to be during class!"

Lin Youran knelt on the ground amid a series of ups and downs of comments and curses, her head lowered and unable to see her emotions.

Zhang Meng suddenly looked back at it and said with a mocking smile: "Drama Queen, go to class. Don't fail Rourou in the exam and complain that God didn't favor you."

"Hahahaha, Lao Meng really knows how to talk."

The classmates beside him couldn't help but started teasing him.

The school bell has rang. Coincidentally, the math teacher in the first period today is sick.

Old Antique looked at the few students in the class, blowing his beard and glaring in anger.

"What's going on! Where's the monitor!"

Speaking of the squad leader, the squad leader was the first to run out of the stairs, "Here!"

Snoring and panting.

"The teacher is here! The monitor is here!"

There were more than 30 students in total, and more than half were blocked at the door.

Old Antique, with his gray hair on his head, stomped his feet with his hands behind his back.

"Teacher, something happened at the school gate today, so everyone was late..." The monitor scratched the back of his head and did not tell the specific matter.

But as a senior math teacher, Lao Guqiu couldn't even make a mistake with a decimal point.

How could he be allowed to sneak past so easily? He glared and asked, "Xiao Chen, tell me honestly, have you, the twenty or so classmates, agreed that if you don't like math class, you won't come as a group?"

"Dear math teacher, how could it be?"

Just when everyone was at a loss and the squad leader was struggling with what to say, Su Qianrou walked out with the support of everyone.

After all, there was no one but the squad leader who dared to speak out in the face of the angry old antique.

Zhang Guo took a quick look and saw that it was the smart girl, and his tone couldn't help but relax a lot.

"Then tell me what's going on. If you can give a serious reason, this matter can be dropped."

"Teacher, there is someone playing Lin Daiyu at the school gate."

Su Qianrou's tone was calm, as if she was talking about eating cheese in the morning.

This topic started, and the classmates behind could not suppress it.

"Really teacher, our Lin Youran is right at the school gate to meet Su. Student Su knelt down, opened his mouth and cried." When Su Qianrou was mentioned, the man did not forget to correct the title.

If there is one, then there are two, and all the points of criticism are directed at Lin Youran.

Su Qianrou hugged her shoulders and leaned against Zhang Meng's shoulder, with the corners of her mouth raised.

This was the first time that Lin Youran shot himself in the foot.

"Hey, Lin Youran is behind!"

Someone shouted from behind, and everyone turned to look over at the same time.

it's good now.

The performing personality has room to display its abilities again.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Youran's red eyes burst into tears.

Covering her face in grievance, she burst into tears: "Rourou, I know I was wrong, but you can't embarrass me so much in front of so many classmates and teachers?"

As soon as Su Qianrou took her seat, she felt the attention of everyone and couldn't help but ask a question. "Lin Youran, do you have delusions of being persecuted? You knelt down at the door to act, and now you are accusing and accusing you. Are you a blood-sucking tick?"

Leaning against the folded back of the chair, the morning suffocation came out all at once.

Lin Youran was scolded so much that she opened her almond-shaped eyes in fear, turned around and ran out.

"Su Qianrou! How can you say that to your classmates? It's so disrespectful to your classmates. Isn't this the same as the people who bullied you back then?"

A righteous accusation suddenly came from the corner. In full view of everyone, he was wearing a white casual suit with his hands in his pockets.

That's right, it's Zhao Xingye.

Su Qianrou sat calmly on the chair, holding her forehead helplessly.

I really don’t know what the original owner likes about this person?
Shameless character?

Or is it arrogance and rudeness?

If Su Qianrou remembered correctly, Zhao Xing was wearing the same clothes when he saved his original owner.

Has always been worshiped by the original owner, Prince Charming, Bai Yueguang.

Now Zhao Xing is really doing everything he can.

"Zhao Xing, how many years have you been wearing these clothes? Could it be that the Zhao family went bankrupt and even sold the clothes?" Su Qianrou laughed and shouted back.

Zhao Xing's eyes also flashed with surprise, and his movements froze.

Why does she still look like she doesn't care?
Aren’t the heroes who saved the beauty back then unforgettable?

Why didn't Su Qianrou react at all?

"Rourou, this was our love token back then -" Zhao Xingye hadn't finished his words yet.

Su Qianrou took out the check from her bag, casually crossed one hundred thousand, walked slowly to the door and threw it in Zhao Xingye's face.

Quite impatiently: "One hundred thousand, I want you to shut up and stop pestering me."

"There are too many shameless behaviors every day. It's very annoying. Do you understand?"

The check fluttered to the ground after being thrown in the face.

Zhao Xingye's face was livid. At this time, the monitor had already begun to greet everyone into the classroom.

Old Antique even watched the show for a while, and only reacted after the monitor reminded him.

"Ahem, as our teacher, I would like to remind you a few more words."

"It's okay to be in school. Don't do those price-dropping things after school. Stalking someone is very rude, regardless of whether you're a man or a woman."

Old Antique's words caused a burst of laughter around him.

"Yes, yes, yes, pestering people for money every day, isn't this too cheap?" Zhang Meng took the opportunity to make a last-ditch attack.

Zhao Xing was also completely frozen in place. Since his family went bankrupt the day before yesterday, he had never had more than 1000 yuan in his pocket.

That's one hundred thousand!
Withstanding the pressure and struggling, Zhao Xing bent down to pick up the check and ran to the door.

The steps were panicked and embarrassed.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

After a while of ridicule, the classroom resumed its normal routine.

Zhang Meng just took out the book and found Su Qianrou next to her, holding her forehead and closing her eyes in deep thought.

Curiosity drove her to move closer and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you chase away the bad guy and the girl? Why don't you look happy?"

Su Qianrou was silent for a moment, and her voice trembled in pain: "Mengmeng, how many meals of rice noodles and spicy soup can this 10 yuan buy you?!"

"I just gave it to that grandson! I was impulsive! It was really impulsive!"

Hearing this, Zhang Menngle was so upset that she leaned on the table and laughed until her shoulders twitched.

"You two! Don't talk in class!" Old Antique yelled.

Zhang Meng restrained himself a lot. Seeing that Su Qianrou was still so uncomfortable that she almost had a heart attack, she couldn't help but complain.

"Housewife, why don't you cry about being poor?"

(End of this chapter)