Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 5: It's better to be a sister than a lover

"together?"

Song Qiuya smiled sweetly and invited Zhao Zixuan to go to school together.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zixuan misunderstood. He thought the other party wanted to treat him to breakfast.

"How can I be so embarrassed to ask you to treat me? How about you treat me today and I'll treat you tomorrow?"

Zhao Zixuan had a smiling face, perfectly displaying what a shameless person looked like.

Song Qiuya let out an "ah" and didn't react for a moment to what was going on.

Until Zhao Zixuan packed a breakfast, patted his butt and left, leaving behind a sentence without even looking back.

"Thank you, boss. This beautiful lady is paying the bill."

Facing the boss's outstretched hand, Song Qiuya reluctantly took out the money to pay.

Then, she trotted to catch up with Zhao Zixuan.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Zhao Zixuan slowed down his pace upon hearing this and turned to look at the little girl walking side by side with him.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Zixuan, a sophomore in high school, is about 175cm tall, but when Song Qiuya walks next to him, she is only half a head shorter than him.

At this time, Song Qiuya frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Zixuan strangely.

"Why have you been acting so strange these past two days?"

What's strange?

Would it be weird if I didn't lick you?
Zhao Zixuan felt like laughing and started to utter some cheesy love words.

"You mean to say, I'm pretty?"

Song Qiuya: “…”

Zhao Zixuan's smile did not fade. "Thank you for the breakfast. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

He was unwilling to go to school with Song Qiuya.

Because he no longer wanted to be pointed at and treated as a joke.

But Song Qiuya was stunned. In the past, Zhao Zixuan always pestered her and chased her to go to school together. What happened today?

"Sister, am I not attractive now?"

Song Qiuya couldn't help but start to doubt her life.

She took out the small mirror from her schoolbag and looked at her face from front to back, but she didn't find anything different.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She couldn't help but take out her cell phone, opened QQ and sent a message.

——The lonely white rabbit looks around as it walks east and west. Clothes are never as good as new, and people are never as good as old.

Within five minutes, the number of likes for this post exceeded 50, and the number of likes is still increasing.

However, the person who liked the post that Song Qiuya wanted to see the most did not appear.

When she walked to the school gate and saw Zhao Zixuan and several female classmates entering the school gate talking and laughing, Song Qiuya felt even more uncomfortable.

"What? Just because I rejected your confession, you ignored me? How can this be called love?"

Song Qiuya stomped her feet angrily.

Zhao Zixuan, who had already entered the school gate, knew nothing about all this.

Of course.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

If he were reborn again, he would never waste his feelings on a woman again.

The lying-down mentor Lazy Sheep is right.

Feelings are the cruelest thing in this world!
After dating for seven years, they still need a dowry before getting married.

Then what else is there to talk about?
If you have that much time, you might as well make a few more sisters.

At least the younger sister still knows how to feel sorry for her brother every now and then.

The girlfriend will just take the man’s kindness to her for granted and think she is very awesome.

They don't know or understand that men are nice to them because they hope that they can be nice to themselves in the same way.

However, this situation can often only be seen in science fiction blockbusters.

Is it true in reality?
Maybe.

But Zhao Zixuan said he had never seen it anyway.

Love is like a ghost.

Many people have heard of it, but few have seen it.

It’s still more practical to make money.

……

Class 3, Grade . As soon as Zhao Zixuan stepped into the classroom, Yuan Weihua and Li Jiaming rushed up aggressively.

She put her arms around him.

"what?"

Zhao Zixuan had a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what these two little brats were going to do.

Wasn’t it bad enough that we lost three games in a row at the internet cafe yesterday?
“Brazil wins!”

Yuan Weihua pressed Zhao Zixuan against the wall and said while doing a wall-dong.

"Then what?" Zhao Zixuan looked indifferent.

"3 to 1! You guessed it right!" Li Jiaming added.

"So what?" Zhao Zixuan curled his lips.

Yuan Weihua looked serious, staring at him straight in the face and said, "Tonight's second match is between Mexico and Cameroon. Mexico is likely to win! Your 1-0 is very likely to win!"

Zhao Zixuan's heart was in turmoil, but he remained calm and composed. "Who knows what happened?"

Li Jiaming took a step closer and lowered his voice, "Tell me the truth, why did you dare to place a big bet on the lottery? Do you have any inside information?"

"Yes, there is news." Zhao Zixuan said casually.

"Really?" They both showed incredible expressions at the same time.

"If I say I am Qin Shihuang, do you believe it?" Zhao Zixuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Tsk!" They didn't believe it.

It was an uncertain thing to begin with, and they didn't believe that Spain would lose to the Netherlands by a large margin.

After all, Spain is the defending champion!

1 to 5?

They would rather believe Qin Shi Huang.

"Let's go to the Internet cafe to play games after school at noon?"

Yuan Weihua thinks about playing games with friends all day long. He is not satisfied playing alone and always wants to drag Zhao Zixuan and Li Jiaming to play together.

Li Jiaming's home is right next to the school, so he doesn't care.

But Zhao Zixuan had to go back at noon. It was rare for him to see his mother again, so he wanted to go home and spend more time with her.

"You guys go ahead. I won't go. I have something to do."

Zhao Zixuan politely declined their invitation.

In the past he would have definitely agreed, but he is no longer that “young you”.

He still likes games now.

But the game he wanted to play was different from the game they wanted to play.

He treats life as a game and himself as a player, playing a game of life in which he does whatever he wants.

"Ring ring ring..."

The school bell rings.

Return to your seat and wait for the teacher to enter the classroom.

The first class was Chinese. The teacher was talking about Su Shi's work "Red Cliff Fu". Zhao Zixuan didn't pay much attention to the class and was in a daze and sleepwalking state the whole time.

Sudden.

A note was handed over.

——Do you still need money?
My little deskmate is so generous?
Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but glance at the people around him with a half-smile.

After taking a look, he suddenly realized that his deskmate today seemed different from yesterday.

She's not wearing glasses!

She looks much better without her glasses.

Why did I think Song Qiuya was the most beautiful before?

So blind.

There is clearly a beautiful and stunning girl right next to him.

"Cough cough!"

With a light cough, the Chinese teacher's eyes fell on Zhao Zixuan, "Zhao Zixuan, please answer the question I just mentioned."

In an instant, the entire classroom seemed to be paused, and a strange silence filled the air.

The students' eyes, like searchlights, were all cast towards the figure who was named.

Their expressions varied; some had their mouth corners slightly curled up, looking as if they were enjoying a good show.

Some of them had a hint of sympathy in their eyes, as if they were silently praying for Zhao Zixuan.

Others were full of curiosity, wanting to see how Zhao Zixuan would deal with this sudden challenge.

(End of this chapter)