After the rebirth, she became a national male god

Chapter 8 Sir, help the world!

"This dog thing actually learned how to speak from me?"

Zhao Lianchen was so angry that he turned his head to look at Qingyan next to him, his eyes almost popping out in shock.

"Mist Grass! Who are you? You look so good-looking and want to fight?"

"Zhao Lianchen, are you sleepy? You don't even know Brother Yan?" Gu Manli slapped Zhao Liancheng on the head.

Zhao Lianchen touched his head depressedly and stared at Gu Manli. The scolding that he just opened his mouth stopped abruptly, and he asked in a daze, "You...you are Gu Manli?"

"Who else could it be if it's not your aunt?" Gu Manli was very proud, her slender fingers brushed her long hair lightly, extremely coquettish.

"Mist Grass! Scum Girl Dabo~ Wave!"

Zhao Lianchen chuckled, Gululu's eyes fell from Gu Manli's curly hair to her chest.

"Crack!" Gu Manli slapped Zhao Lianchen's head again, "Where are you looking, kid? Believe it or not, my sister dug out your dog's eyes."

"Then you are Xu Hao?"

"How is it? Is it more handsome than you?"

Xu Hao had dyed green hair before, and his long and thick bangs covered half of his facial features. Touching his bangs at ordinary times was like killing him.

But now he has cut his bangs short and ironed them with dull blue tin foil, coupled with his peach eyes, he really has the potential of a scumbag.

It is the colorful non-mainstream shape on his body that seriously affects the appearance.

"what about me?"

A delicate voice sounded, and then a sweet-looking girl caught Zhao Lianchen's eyes.

Look at it, the deer is bumping around!

"You...you are Yaoyao?"

Shi Yaoyao's hair was naturally curly and beautiful flaxen color, but she dyed it an exaggerated purple.

At this time, she dyed back to the original flaxen color again, cut her long hair short to her chin, and her wool curly bangs were slightly fluffy, exuding a warm breath in the sun, and her first love face was so cute that countless Otaku is heartbroken.

If Zhao Lianchen hadn't remembered the clothes Shi Yaoyao was wearing, he would never have recognized that the girl in front of him was Shi Yaoyao who was dressed like a ghost.

"So, you are Su Qingyan?" Zhao Lianchen exaggeratedly pointed at Qingyan.

Before Qingyan had been wearing a hat, he didn't see Qingyan's appearance clearly, at this time Qingyan cut his hair short, permed a curly hair and scattered it casually, the cool silver hair set off his facial features more delicately, White to glowing skin, red lips and white teeth are alluring.

It's crazy, cool, cool, and dazzling, right?

Just dressed like this, will Su Qingyan still need to bully men and women in the future?

I'm afraid countless boys and girls will be deceived by his handsome appearance and fall into his arms automatically!

Suddenly, Zhao Lianchen seemed to realize something, and stared at the handsome "dog thing" in the mirror with wide eyes.

Same clothes as him.

They look alike too.

He raised his hand, and "Dog Thing" also raised his hand.

and so……

"Mist Grass! Could this handsome dog be me?"

"Who else is the dog but you?" Gu Manli snapped back unceremoniously.

"Wo Cao! I'm so handsome!"

"My sister is beautiful too!"

The four of them became wildly narcissistic in front of the mirror, completely ignoring the disdainful eyes cast by other people in the store.

So what if you dress up nicely?
In his bones, he is still a little gangster with no quality, which makes people look down on him.

The four of them chattered for a while but didn't see Su Qingyan come back. They walked to the cashier in doubt, and saw Su Qingyan explain a few words to the clerk in embarrassment, and then took out his mobile phone to look for the phone book.

"Brother Yan, have you paid the bill yet?" Zhao Lianchen was most concerned about money.

Looking at the aggressive style of this salon, you know that the price is definitely not cheap.

He has no money to pay the bill.

"You wait a moment."

The original owner's credit card was frozen, and she didn't have any other cards, so now she had to call someone to send her money.

"Brother Yan, don't you have no money?" Shi Yaoyao asked worriedly, but there was a gloating smile in her eyes.

"Not really."

The frank admission surprised the four of them.

The Su Qingyan they knew was a very face-saving person, even if he really had no money, he would slap his face swollen and pretend to be fat.

Su Qingyan, who was so frank and embarrassing in front of them, was too unfamiliar.

Not just now.

It should be said that today's Su Qingyan is a little strange.

Qingyan flipped through the phone book, and found that the original owner's contacts were all unreliable cronies, and there was no phone number of his parents.

Then who should she ask to pay for her?
Suddenly, Qingyan saw Yan Jue's name.

After a moment of hesitation, she finally called.

After a while, a freezing voice came from the other end of the phone: "Say."

"Hey hey... my lord..."

"Beep beep..." The phone was hung up mercilessly.

Lightly said: "..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Yan Jue hung up her phone, how rude it was!

Another call in the past.

Yan Jue: "Speak."

Said lightly: "My lord, don't hang up the phone yet, I have something urgent to find..."

"Beep beep..."

Said lightly: "..." Yan Jue, you rude guy.

Hit again.

Yan Jue: "Speak."

Said lightly: "I don't have the money to pay the bill, you can find someone to send me the money, and the address is Style Style Private Custom Hair Salon."

After finishing speaking quickly, Qingyan hung up the phone without hesitation.

As soon as she hung up, Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and felt as exhilarated as revenge, but she immediately regretted it.

With Yan Jue's character, he probably wouldn't send money over, right?
In the last life, those who said lightly that they were poor only had money, and they had never worried about money.

But this life has just passed through the soul for the second day, and you are so miserable that you have no money to pay the bills, it is really aggrieved!

She had to find a way to get some money.

Thinking lightly, he hesitated whether to call Song Mingxun and ask Song Mingxun for some money first?

Just thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly.

look down...

[Yan Jue will transfer one hundred thousand to you. 】

Qingyan was so happy that he quickly opened WeChat and sent a message to Yan Jue: [My Lord, thank you for your emergency rescue, I don’t want to thank you for your kindness, a meme represents my gratitude (red lips) I will borrow the money first , I will return it to you when I earn money. 】

After receiving the money, he paid the bill lightly, and took the four of them into the shopping mall to buy a set of dance rehearsal clothes and three sets of daily clothes for each of them.

She didn't want to see these people appearing in front of her in different clothes, ghosts or ghosts.

Spicy eyes.

The shape has been transformed, and the next step is to practice dancing.

There is still a month to go until the selection of the backup dancer, I hope they will not disappoint her transformation.

……

All afternoon, Yan Jue was restless. From time to time, he couldn't help but pick up his phone, open WeChat, and click on Su Qingyan's WeChat. His long and narrow phoenix eyes stared dangerously at the red lips expression on the screen.

(End of this chapter)