Reborn to be a richest man in life

Downstairs, Gao mu, they really want to wait for more students to watch. Today, they do this for a high profile. It's not good if there are fewer people.

"Gao mu, almost?" Qian Putong didn't know how many times he urged Gao Mu: "look at the time. The hotel reservation time is coming. Hurry up!"

"Yes, Gao mu, I think it's almost the same. With so many people watching, the effect should be enough."

Zhou Yixuan put the watch on his wrist in front of Gao Mu and asked him to take a closer look.

"All right, let's start!"

Gao Mu looked around. The time was just right, the flow of people was ok, and the plan could really be implemented.

Too much is better than too little. In case everyone is impatient, it will backfire.

"Ouye!" Qian Putong waved his excited fist. It's time to show real skills. "Comrades, uh huh, students, officially start our performance."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Three deafening roars, like beating chicken blood.

Then, Wang Jin led the team, with 28 people behind him in a row of seven, forming four teams.

In this way, except for Liu Meng, who was not present, only Gao Mu did not participate.

It's not that he stands out from the crowd alone, but because he is the only person in the class who can't participate.

"Oh, ha, hey!"

After practicing for a long time, but finally failed to perform on the stage, the military style eight style returned to the "Jianghu" and found a stage for display today.

The performance of 29 people was very pleasant. The people who ate melons were confused. What kind of melon did they eat?

Isn't it all spread that someone wants to confess?

Why are you punching?

It's not a martial arts contest, is it?

That's exciting!

Unfortunately, what stimulated them was their thoughts, and the exciting thing did not happen.

After the simple eight style Military Boxing finished, a group of people stood back to their original position again.

Except that, like Qian Putong, he played too hard and was a little out of breath, there was little change from the beginning.

"That's it?"

Someone made an unpleasant sound, which was really different from what they thought.

Of course not.

Although Gao Mu is not qualified to participate in boxing, it is also an important task to win or lose. He stepped on the carton and looked around with a smile.

If he held another Gong in his hand, he might be able to bow with both hands and ask for a reward.

Now, just silently stretch out a hand, fumble in the carton, and then take out a handheld microphone.

Qian Putong's eyes brightened, his back straightened, his waist straightened, and he was out of breath. He stepped forward and directly grabbed the microphone from Gao mu.

Confident.

This was the most important opportunity, but he worked hard to win it. All the competitors were defeated by him.

Just because he bought this handheld microphone with a lot of money, others didn't buy it at all.

Qian Putong went to the front of the team, stood in the heart-shaped candle, next to the flowers, looked at the female bedroom building, and quietly turned on the power.

"Two yuan, two yuan, two yuan, all two yuan. You can't buy two yuan, you can't buy two yuan..."

No one, including Qian Putong, expected that you would hear such a shout from this microphone.

Is the next program a comedy?

Qian Futong didn't know how to deal with it. He hurriedly pressed all the buttons on the microphone.

Fortunately, the sound was turned off before the second broadcast.

Take a breath and regain your confidence.

As if nothing had happened before, the microphone was held high at a 45 degree angle again and the power supply was pressed again.

Fortunately, the two yuan two yuan sale did not appear, because there was a premonition of waste collection.

We were not disappointed at all: "collect old household appliances, rotten copper and iron, waste newspapers..."

"Ha ha ha..."

I couldn't control it any more. There was laughter everywhere. It was really a comedy!

Gao Mu bowed his head and said nothing. The corners of his mouth were twitching with laughter. Fortunately, Qian Putong found the microphone himself and robbed the task himself. Otherwise, he really can't say it clearly.

Now, it depends on how he ends.

Wang Jin, Zhou Yixuan and others are ashamed to cover their faces with their hands. It's really embarrassing.

The first two yuan can be reluctantly explained and accepted. This second collection of waste products is too much.

It's really a shame to throw it into the girl's bedroom and into the ditch.

"No, no, wrong, wrong... I bought it... Old... What..."

ramble in one's statement!

The sound of waste collection sounds like a joke to others, but it sounds like he is under siege.

"Oh, hey, did the girls upstairs hear that? Those who have waste products quickly move down and sell them. The price here is preferential!"

Someone began to coax.

"Yes, we'll go back to the bedroom and clean up the waste paper and books. This classmate, how much do you charge for waste products? Won't you pit us!"

There are girls who love to be lively and start to join in the fun seriously.

"Yes, we are all students who love each other. You can't kill them!"

A coax will be followed by countless people.

"By the way, you can't collect rags with your left hand and sell it for two yuan with your right hand! Tut tut Tut, the abacus with your left hand is not ordinary!"

"Wow, hahaha, waste collection, waste collection, all two yuan, all two yuan..."

Boring people get bored and can make people collapse. The unified slogan soon sounded at the scene.

Gao Mu subconsciously looked upstairs for fear that some girls would pour down the foot washing water.

Qian Putong wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. He stood in place with the microphone in his arms. He was in a dilemma and was in an impasse for a moment.

"I'll go, Lao Qian. You should hurry up. What are you doing there? Is it all right? If not, get out of the way and change for me."

Qian Putong ate flat and Zhou Yixuan was happy, but this time is not the time to play with internal contradictions.

It's necessary to go through the process first. If you get stuck here, it's over.

If Zhou Yixuan said these words at ordinary times, Qian Putong would not pay attention to him.

But today, at this time, it is the sound of nature.

The love for Zhou Yixuan has no language. It's the Savior sent by heaven!

Jump out of the candle love circle in the fastest time, directly plug the microphone into Zhou Yixuan's hand, and then lightly send two words: "you come!"

"I'll go!"

Zhou Yixuan didn't expect Qian Putong to be so straightforward. He gave him a hard ride. He had to turn on the power with a hard head. He didn't dare to go into the candle ring because he was afraid that he would end up like Champ Tong.

However, to his surprise, God took care of him.

It's all right. There's no noise at all. There's nothing for two yuan. There's no waste collection.

"Shit!"

Feeling tired and not loving is the best portrayal of Qian Putong at this time. Depressed, he can only silently erect a middle finger at the bottom of his heart.

Excited, Zhou Yixuan only had time to take a provocative look at Qian Putong, so he quickly jumped into the candle ring before he repented and reacted, then held the microphone high and shouted at the girl's bedroom.

"Liu Meng, we love you."

Love you, love you

Echo concussion, not to mention the girls' dormitory building, but the next few buildings, can hear it clearly.

The onlookers have not yet reacted from this sentence we love you. The remaining 28 boys are all trumpeting their hands and shouting in unison.

"Liu Meng, we love you!"

The momentum was like a rainbow, and the sound shook the fields.

"Liu Meng, you are our goddess. We will love you all our life and spoil you all our life!"

Zhou Yixuan continued to shout with the microphone, followed by another chorus of 28 people.

Uniform and shocking.

Wow

Just when people who don't know are still depressed about who Liu Meng is, just when people who know begin to search for Liu Meng, or want to join the cry.

Liu Mengxin happily walked out of the dormitory building. Behind her, aunt susuan touched a new silk scarf around her neck and squinted and smiled.

"I'm here. What else do you want to say?"

To everyone's surprise, Liu Meng not only calmly came to them, but also happily let them continue to say.

It's too impolite to wait.

"We want to talk." Wang Jin came forward and took the microphone from Zhou Yixuan. Then came his performance time: "happy birthday, Liu Meng!"

"Happy Birthday to Liu Meng!"

It's a neat harmony again.

A banner was opened in front of the crowd, with seven big words "Happy Birthday to Liu Meng" printed on it.

Next, Wang Jin picked up the bouquet on the ground and gave it to Liu Meng. The microphone continued: "Liu Meng, you are the goddess of all the boys in our class. From today on, we will spoil you and love you all our life."

"You cry, we cry, you laugh, we laugh, your happiness is our happiness. Anyone who dares to bully you is against our thirty boys."

"Ho!"

A move in Military Boxing was shown again by two of them.

Thunder rolling!

The mood of the melon eaters was as if they had just been struck by thunder.

What the hell? The boys in the class celebrate the birthday of the only girl?

Not the so-called love confession!

How can we treat them like this? It's too much.

The facts before them told them that the farce was indeed a birthday, and the excessive things continued.

"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Liu Meng..."

No one knew that there was a guitar in the carton under Gao Mu's feet. He didn't show much. At this time, he played the guitar and presented a happy birthday song with everyone.

Other than singing, the hands are not idle. I don't know where to touch the small flashlight, which constantly shines on the wall and on the ground, and the atmosphere doesn't stop.

Although it was negotiated, Liu Meng still shed a line of happy tears when he really deduced all this.

She will never forget this birthday. How happy she is to be the pet of all the men in the class.

She does not need a lifetime, as long as the university career can have such happiness, it is enough.

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