She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 294 Stop Playing With Jing Xing
"You, wipe away your tears and follow me." Bai Lu turned around and raised his chin towards Song Yiyi.

After walking two steps, she suddenly stopped as if she suddenly remembered something, and turned her head to meet Chen Xin's angry eyes.

Bai Lu raised his apricot eyes slightly, and suddenly chuckled, it seems too early to leave now, and it's not easy to come here, so let's finish the matter directly.

"Wu Biao." With thin white fingertips around a strand of long hair on his chest, Bai Lu lazily said.

A bodyguard in a black suit who was closest to her immediately took two quick steps, bowed and replied, "Miss."

"Go, smash that for me." She raised her hand and lazily pointed at a red BMW parked east of the school gate, her tone lightly.

Chen Xin: "?!"

Ruan Jiangsheng: "?!"

People who eat melons: "?!"

Smashing, smashing the car? !

Bai Lu narrowed his eyes and looked over there again, and suddenly said: "Wait, the car behind the BMW is also driven by Mr. Gou?"

Ruan Jiangsheng: "..."

He promised Chen Xin to take her and her little sisters to the Xiangjiang River today, and asked the driver to drive an extra car over.

With a wave of his small hand, Bai Lu lightly announced the death penalty for the other car: "Go, one piece is smashed."

"Yes! Miss." Wu Biao took the order, turned his head and walked over there aggressively.

"noob……"

Song Yiyi was frightened by her words, and carefully reached out and tugged at her wrist, "Are you really going to smash it?"

"What are you afraid of? It's not that I can't afford to pay." Bai Lu looked coldly, and looked at Ruan Jiangsheng sideways, "Son, can you leave a bank account? I'll have someone transfer the money to your account, and it's not a lot. "

Ruan Jiangsheng: "..."

If you smash it and lose money, then why do you still smash it...

That's what he thought. Obviously, Chen Xin also thought the same way, so he asked the question for him in a daze.

Bai Lu raised his lips and smiled: "Because, I am happy to see it."

Chen Xin: "..."

Ruan Jiangsheng: "..."

The surrounding people who eat melons are completely stunned. This magically reversed plot is not dared to act like this in TV dramas, is there any reason? !
"Fuck, this young lady is too awesome, isn't she?"

"I'm so sour, I also want to be a rich man."

"Sister, wake up! Do you think rich people are happy?"

"Yeah, they are really happy, and the happiness we can't imagine."

The leading off-road vehicle was black, and it was parked closest to the school gate. The door was half opened, and He Yan had one arm resting on the roof of the car, and one hand casually resting on the door frame.

Hearing the chattering sound coming from his ears, he turned his head to look over, smiled casually, and answered lazily: "Yes."

The two girls who were talking did not expect that the handsome guy who had been standing here would answer the conversation with them, and they looked at him with flattery.

They had noticed this young man just now. After all, he was too outstanding, and just one stop to him was a sight to behold.

It's just that this handsome guy seems to have come with the lady queen who smashed the car, maybe she's her boyfriend, and no one dares to strike up a conversation at the risk of being hammered to death.

Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to speak up.

The girl's eyes lit up, and she said eagerly, "Student, do you think I'm right?"

"That's right." He Yan hooked the corners of his lips, and the smile between his brows and eyes was colder than the snow falling from the sky. "I can't imagine the happiness of rich people. Maybe this is the fan of the authorities."

Girl: "..."

No, this handsome...?
It was definitely on purpose, right? !

……

Since entering December, Lin Qingyou, a literary and artistic committee member who has no literary and artistic roots, has started to get really busy again. She is going to start preparing for the class's New Year's Day performance.

I heard that this time, Director Zhang spent a lot of money and bought a large number of prizes. The prizes for Director Zhang’s school celebration last time were a set of five and three for each person in the winning class-Chinese, Math, English, and comprehensive literature or comprehensive science.

Thanks to Jing Xing's song "Wind and Snow Don't Return", among the 48 students in Class [-], they have a set of questions. It is estimated that they will not be able to complete this set of questions by the time they graduate.

When they came to the stage to accept the award, except for Lao Xu who was smiling, everyone else's expressions were uglier than crying - who the hell would have thought that the prize would be something like this?
This damn is not as good as that badminton that falls apart in one shot!

Of course, Jing Xing and Lin Qingyou were definitely not included in this other people. The former always had no expression on his face, while the latter had a standard eight-teeth smile.

Every time she prepares for this kind of program, Lin Qingyou feels that she has to lose a lot of hair. While worrying about the problem of the program, she grabs the small spray bottle on the table, like an automatic sprinkler machine without emotion, and sprays it on her hair Spray up and down.

Conciseness really kept her word. Ever since she said she was going to give her hair growth spray, a large box was sent to her the next day. There were at least a hundred bottles, and each bottle was full of weight.

Lin Qingyou has been spraying these for more than two months, but she hasn't seen a few bottles of the hair growth spray in the box.

Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao, as activists in the class, were very happy to participate in this kind of campus activities that had nothing to do with study, and they were very motivated to come up with ideas.

"Didn't the monitor come out on top during the school celebration last time? Let the monitor go up and sing a song this time?"

"No, don't think about Jing Xing this time, he will definitely not go." Lin Qingyou vaccinated them in advance.

Every time there is something new about Jing Xing, it will be posted on the hot post of the Sanzhong Post Bar, and the speed of updating the hot post is even faster than that of pirated novel websites.

After several times like this, he has long been bored.

Being scared of being stolen every day, and being stared at when doing everything, who the hell can bear this?

Even if he is a big star in the entertainment industry, he still needs some private space, let alone Jing Xing.

Lin Qingyou put down the hair growth spray, took a look at Xu Changhao's program list from another class, then lay down on the table weakly, and said, "Since I came to No. [-] Middle School, I feel like a big star. Every day Busy with the show running schedule."

No, rather, she seems to be busier than a star.

Other celebrities only need to engage in performances, and she has to be responsible for arranging the process and planning of the performances.

If you can give advice to the principal, Lin Qingyou will definitely write it. It is suggested that you put more attention on your studies, take exams when you have nothing to do, or engage in serious knowledge competitions.

Isn't it good to learn it?

Don't be busy releasing students' free nature all day long. Aren't the students in No. [-] Middle School free enough?
They are already free and almost free to take off.

In a few words, Du Mingyu already had an idea, and suggested: "Sister Yuzu, why don't we arrange Alibaba's drama?"

(End of this chapter)