The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

75. The overlord of Chengnan sold her husband and joined the army in anger

Ji Wenfeng sent away the third girl, taught her basic movements such as horse trotting, mounting and dismounting, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and under the scorching sun, she began to think about who I am, where and what I am doing.

He looked around, all the girls who had surrounded the pony farm, all black and white, holding the horse's number plate in his hand.

Not far away, Zhao Yihuan dutifully built a hand bridge and carried a 140-jin **** the horse: "Good job, come on~"

Rewarded by the girl's smile, Zhao Yihuan gave Ji Wenfeng a provocative look and pressed down his cowboy hat.

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Ji Wenfeng looked down at his gray school uniform and his arms scorched by the sun. He suddenly realized that he, a western cowboy who used to kill and set fire in the wilderness, returned to the hidden farm after washing his hands. He has become a betrayer. The laborers on the racecourse are also involved in complicated office struggles because there is another stupid cowboy on the farm.

Just as Ji Wenfeng's mind was gradually waking up and realizing his own survival situation, he saw Lu Rong coming out of the horse dealer's hut and standing lazily leaning on the cabin, arms around his chest.

Ji Wenfeng looked at the lazy Lu Rong, and decided that he would close the stall and go home. He would ride back to the tavern, order a glass of whiskey, and soak up the toughest gypsy boy in the town.

He rode his horse towards Lu Rong, his horse's tail swaying from side to side.

At this time, the horse dealer suddenly appeared out of thin air and stopped in front of him: "Are you leaving?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Yeah."

Horse dealer: "Hehe, you are inferior to him."

Zhao Yihuan was hugging the fat **** the racecourse as a red-haired companion. He won a lot of color, and when he walked in front of Ji Wenfeng, he gave him a contemptuous look: "Look, isn't this a sissy Ji Wenfeng who can't get the sun?"

Ji Wenfeng took off his school uniform on the spot, tied it to his waist, and hooked his hand: "Next, get out!"

He swears to Zhao Yihuan: "I will teach them to ride through the ring of fire today. You wait."

Zhao Yihuan: "Let's wait and see."

Horse dealer: plan to pass.

The horse dealer returned to Lu Rong and said thoughtfully, "They are better domesticated than my horse."

Lu Rong watched Ji Wenfeng help the girl get on the horse and let her sit behind him, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Who said it wasn't."

He received a 600 yuan deposit from the horse dealer and left without looking back.

Lu Rong left the horse farm, walked aimlessly along the road, and met Lao Wang unexpectedly. Lao Wang was driving an electric tricycle to sell the remaining popsicle mineral water. When he saw Lu Rong whose face was sinking like water, he stepped on the brakes, set up a big parasol, turned out a plastic pedal, and took the handkerchief on his shoulders. Sweeping the towel on the stool: "Please."

Instantly transform the electric tricycle into a Japanese-style ramen stall.

Lu Rong sat on the plastic footstool tiredly, asked for a bottle of ice-cola, and leaned on the foam box.

Lao Wang: "Not happy after making so much money?"

Lu Rong: "I only have money left."

He had this feeling since he was a child. Adults always talk about how it is not easy to make money, but he seems to have a natural talent to do things that are not easy for most people, easily.

But correspondingly, he also paid an extremely tragic price.

For example, he had an unreliable mother; later it was discovered that this unreliable mother was all fake, and his mother simply abandoned him entirely.

Lu Rong firmly believes in the conservation of energy, the conservation of luck, the conservation of luck, and the conservation of everything in the world.

When he hit Duo Jin, he was also alone and alone. This is also conserved and will not change because of anyone.

Lao Wang: "I also want to experience the feeling of only money left."

Lu Rong didn't speak.

Lao Wang: "Let's talk, what happened."

Lu Rong said deeply, "I just sold two people to the horse farm."

Pharaoh: "..."

Lao Wang stood up straight unconsciously, and said to Lu Rong in awe: "You are not talking about human traffickers, are you?"

Lu Rong shook the ice-cola in his hand, and said lostly: "One of them is still mine..." The nominal brother, the nominal gold master.

Lao Wang looked at Lu Rong's loss of consciousness, and gasped, "You won't sell your sweetheart?!"

Lu Rong glanced at him lightly and corrected: "He is not my sweetheart."

His homework hasn't finished yet, and he is not worthy of talking about love, but Ji Wenfeng made him think that there is a different connection between them.

Since Ji Wenfeng suddenly appeared in his life, they had been inseparable, and Lu Rong was about to forget that he was a lone star. Being beaten back to the prototype in an instant, Lu Rong woke up. In fact, he was not that special to Ji Wenfeng.

They are just two ordinary high school boys, Ji Wenfeng is still a popular school grass, and there is no endless dogblood drama between them, they are all acting.

A fake play can't be true. After singing this one, Ji Wenfeng will be surrounded by others, and he still hangs in shape.

He doesn't like the fake scenes full of weird plays, but this does not prevent him from being lonely as snow when the song ends.

Because even he would crave the feeling of being company in his heart.

Looking at his distressed appearance, Lao Wang became more sure of his guess, and took out a bottle of Coke for himself to fill it up: "Who would sell the person he likes to the racecourse? I am only in martial arts novels. I have seen such a frenzied plot. Lu Rong, before this, I thought you were just an ordinary child, just making more money than others; but now, I begin to think that you are the leader of the demon cult." The towel fell on the foam box.

"Then stay away from me." Lu Rong held up the ice coke.

Lao Wang held up the foam box and looked up at the sky, thinking for a few seconds: "But this doesn't make sense. This is obviously a modern background. How did you sell your sweetheart to the racecourse? The racecourse you said is a real racecourse. still is……"

Lu Rong glanced at him deeply: "The real horse farm."

There are a hundred thousand whys in Lao Wang's heart. What can a real man do when he is sold to a real racecourse? Pretend to be a horse for thousands of people to ride tens of thousands of people? This is ridiculous... But somehow I feel that this is very much like what Lu Rong would do...

Lao Wang: "Why are you doing this?"

Lu Rong: "He doesn't belong to me."

Lao Wang: "She doesn't belong to you, so you sell her to the horse farm?!"

Lu Rong: "He was having fun over there." After a pause, he added, "With many girls."

Lao Wang: "She plays with her girlfriends on the racecourse, but it doesn't mean they want to be a horse!!!... Oh, you said he is not her, right? He is the young master I met last time. wrong."

Lu Rong gave him a gloomy look: "You know too much."

Lao Wang: "...If you are not happy that he plays with other people, you should tell him that you don't like him playing with others instead of selling him into the racecourse!-Is he playing a horse there?"

Lu Rong Yinshi: "Sometimes a hit must be there, and a hit can never be forced."

Lao Wang: "You have never fought, how do you know if there is a hit?"

"People are different from money. Money can be earned, how can people earn it?" Lu Rong shook his head.

Just like if he works hard, he can make his family happy since he was a child. Will his parents have both?

Lao Wang couldn't help touching his head: "The family may not be able to choose, but the sweetheart can still fight for it—"

"I said, he is not my sweetheart." Lu Rong sighed, "...he is mine, family."

He finished the last Coke in the bottle and held the empty Coke bottle silently.

Only he knows what kind of obsession the family is for him.

Connected by blood and never separated, even at the end of life and the trough of failure will never leave, you can enjoy pain and rely on...

This is so wonderful.

Just because he was so beautiful, he didn't, so that a little temptation would make his feet deep in the mud, and a little boring little thing would feel betrayed. It was really ugly.

"Let you laugh." Lu Rong was silent for a while, healed his thoughts, and returned to his usual calm and self-contained appearance.

Lao Wang realized that he was not in high spirits, and took out the only remaining box of sushi from the foam box: "It took a long time to make money, and the rest is half a day to go out and play."

Lu Rong: "Give me a pair of disposable gloves."

Lao Wang snorted, "Look at you so hard."

In the scorching sun, Lu Rong was eating sushi silently at Lao Wang's stall.

At the end of the road, Fang Chang wore a camouflage uniform and rushed out like a small cannonball with a paintball gun.

"Lu Rong! Will the real cs go!" Fang Chang asked cheerfully.

Lu Rong raised his head, Fang Chang felt that Lu Rong's expression today was particularly deep. He also slowed down, standing not far away embarrassingly supporting his helmet.

"Go." Lu Rong said simply.

Fang Chang opened his mouth again and smirked happily: "Come on, then! Our class is short of people!" He waved to him to follow.

Lu Rong put the last piece of sushi in his mouth, jumped off the plastic footstool, walked to Fang Chang's side, and nodded faintly: "Thank you for playing with me."

"What are you talking about? Go!" Fang Chang clasped his shoulders stupidly. Not far away, Xiao Yi and Li Nanbian were all armed and waiting for him.

In the racecourse, Ji Wenfeng’s new student said thoughtfully: "That...Ji, can I sit in front of you, I'm so afraid that I will fall."

Through keen observation, the girls found that Zhao Yihuan did not consider the front and back, and worked hard to make a fuss; but Ji Wenfeng just led the horse and walked in the front, and Zhenjiao could not, so she sat in front of them and led them for a run, seriously in front of him. Equestrian coach. He is so cold and cool, they want to sit in his arms and say.

Hearing the girl's request, Ji Wenfeng turned half of his face, and lowered the cowboy hat apologetically: "Sorry, there is already someone in my arms."

Girl: "In your arms...oh I understand, ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Although she was not that person, she still screamed.

Ji Wenfeng: "And if you can't learn anymore, just go and run ten laps to exercise your leg strength."

Girl 嘤嘤嘤: "Ji classmate..."

Ji Wenfeng raised his eyebrows, and sternly scolded: "Who is Ji classmate?!"

Girl: "...?"

Ji Wenfeng: "From now on, call me coach Ji!"

Girl: "Yes... Coach Ji..."

The author has something to say: Don't ask me when I will start a sweet love! What I wrote is sweet love! First love! Super sweet!ヽ(｀Д?)?