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Lian Cheng touched the black card in his pocket.

When he was buying clothes with Han Fei in the mall that day, he kept thinking about this high-end credit card. Speaking of which, he is still an ordinary writer who cannot be on the hot list and has no chance of hype. In any aspect, he doesn't look very popular.

The id of the card is 688. He searched online and found that the id of this kind of credit card is generally calculated according to the province. In the entire Nanyang Province, he is the bank VIP ranked No. 688. Although there are several large banks in China, this cannot dilute the value of the black card.

At least, in Zhaoping City, this card can represent a person's identity very well.

It can even make a 17-year-old girl think randomly.

Wang Qianyi is not a child who has never seen money. She is the eldest daughter of the chairman of Wang Zhanshan Group and the only heir to the family industry. Compared with the market value of Wang Zhanshan Group of nearly 10 billion yuan, a high-end credit card is simply a terrible sign.

But, this is also a matter of situation.

In the past, Liancheng was a disgusting person who was poor in teaching. He spoke slowly and talked one set after another. He always wore strange T-shirts in his jacket, especially the one with Tianyi 4g, which was extremely ugly!

In fact, even Cheng didn’t have money to buy it. He just felt that such a T-shirt was much more personalized than any cultural shirt, and it was also free!

Just such a guy who can always find fallacies for stinginess, one day he suddenly took out a high-end credit card that only rich people and executives owned. This surprised Wang Qianyi and had to think deeper.

The relationship between her and Liancheng is getting deeper and deeper.

Liancheng is the only secret keeper in this world who knows that she is the cat demon. She is also the life-saving benefactor who rescued her from the embarrassing crisis in the flower shop. Ingratitude is not what Wang Zhanshan taught her since childhood, but her faint gratitude in her heart has long been completely diluted by a series of unspeakable misunderstandings.

This person is so annoying!

"Hmph, I said..." Wang Qianyi looked at Lian Cheng with a look, "Aren't you going to tell your neighbors and his children about that bad news? It's not a big deal to drop out of school."

She planned to watch Liancheng's joke because she felt that although she had no direct contact, it was difficult to explain the involvement. She wanted to see Liancheng in trouble the most.

Lian Cheng nodded: "That's right."

"Well, you can't be - you dare not call me, right? You messed up the matter yourself and didn't have the courage to admit it? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, a man now." Wang Qianyi teased and smirked, deliberately provoking.

Chen Xiuye ​​shook his head and his ponytail shook as well.

She couldn't control the friendship between her best friend, so she took the lead in giving the male god a first to defend herself: "It's obvious that the director of the teaching is too bad. No, what's wrong with Director Zhang? Do you really think that his child is a white lotus? Is it related to the grades of his classmates? No wonder Brother Lian?"

"Well——" Wang Qianyi stretched her voice, "If you don't blame me, don't blame me. What's the point of a lover's eyes? I'm not kidding. Even great writers, you make a living by writing, and you have heard stories about magpies and crows, one good news and the other bad news. I'm very curious, how can you get rid of yourself clean?"

She stared at Liancheng, smiling like a kitten stealing fish, and was playing and avoiding Chen Xiuye's shameful and angry pink fist.

Liancheng didn't take the blame. He was too lazy to deal with this middle school girl with a strong desire to attack during the youth rebellious period. Wang Qianyi's words reminded him that it would be too late to get news. Although he thought that everyone would be a foregone conclusion, the school wanted to find a reason to drive people away, and there were too many ways to go, but after all, he knew that he would have prepared earlier.

He called Zhang Youwei.

"Brother Zhang? Yes, it's me. I just attended your son's parent-teacher meeting. Well, the teacher didn't criticize him much, and praised Zhang Haichao for his stable academic performance. The director of the teaching department just talked to me and Zhang Haichao can finally transfer to school. You heard it right, it's not a forwarding, it's a transfer to school, the transfer to school that was kicked out by the school."

Someone seemed to have sucked over the other end of the phone.

beep--

Wang Qianyi was stunned. "This, this, this is all over? You don't be more tactful..."

"What else can I say?" Lian Cheng spread his hands, "It's better to tell the truth, so that people can leave room for fantasy. One of the shortcomings of human nature is that they always feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it and there is a turning point. In fact, most of the time, there is no room for operation for you, and not everyone can bring flashes."

Zhang Xiuye ​​was puzzled: "Clam? What flashes?"

How can people in the second-dimensional circle not understand the game? Zhang Xiuye ​​doesn’t understand it. Wang Qianyi can do it. She covered her forehead and raised a thumb and said sarcastically: “Brother, you are so stable.”

Liancheng made another call.

It was for Zhang Haichao. In this era, it was not strange that junior high school students had mobile phones.

He still has the true style: "I called your dad. He said that this time you took the second-last class to take the class is not a big deal. Don't worry, even if you are not at ease, do your business? You won't have to go to school tutoring in the future, and you won't have to pay the tutoring fee."

"Brother Lian, I love you so much!"

Wang Qianyi was indignant: "You are just lying to the child!"

"First, I didn't lie. Second, I pursue happy education. Being happy for a minute counts for a minute."

"But this happiness is fake! It will only be even more sad afterwards." Wang Qianyi retorted.

"Well, afterwards... from the perspective of a long life, no happiness is real, it is all short-acting stimulants. If you think so, this life is really fake. I don't expect you to understand this passage, I just hope that you can learn to be silent when you don't understand. In the end, don't be angry, if you don't have an exposure."

"You! You! You!"

Wang Qianyi's face was so angry that she blushed. She couldn't refute her words when facing this insult.

Lian Cheng lowered his head and found a note in the address book, Principal Sun's phone number, editing the text message.

(Uncle II, I will send you a student in two days, named Zhang Haichao. I am quite naughty, so I will arrange a strict class teacher for you.)

Didi.

In less than a minute, the text message was answered.

(Okay. Please send the specific situation by email later. Pay attention to rest and don’t be tired of writing. I will go to your house to see your parents during the Chinese New Year.)

"What are you doing?" Wang Qianyi stood on tiptoe curiously, trying to peek at Lian Cheng's mobile phone screen.

Lian Cheng took back his cell phone and said, "Don't worry about so many children."

I just developed a little favor, but now it has been completely destroyed.

Wang Qianyi whispered in a low voice: "Being a person and doing things is more vulgar than emoticons."

No matter what his identity is! He is just a bastard!

Hurry up to the auditorium.

The students were rehearsing a drama performance called Lu Deshui. Without the protagonist Wang Qianyi, they were just doing some simple diagonal shows. The poor line skills and poor amateur acting skills made Lian Cheng frown.

He has high requirements for literary and artistic creation.

"This is what you plan to waste me all morning, and even take the title of the goddess of hot sauce and ask me to help?"

Liancheng hasn't finished speaking yet.

A girl with long black sailor clothes suddenly ran over, looked at Liancheng in admiration, and exclaimed: "Ah! Are you, are you that great writer? Please sign me with an autograph!" As he said that, he handed over the notebook and the signature pen.

When it comes to this, even Cheng was embarrassed to refuse. He didn't even pay attention to the content of the book, and said while signing, "Have you seen my work?"

"No, I just think you are pretty handsome." The girl in the sailor dress stuck out her tongue playfully and ran away happily in her hand with the signed notebook.

Liancheng continued to say what he hadn't finished just now: "Depending on this situation, I can only provide scripts at most."

"Tsk, who cares about your script?" Wang Qianyi said with a smug smile on her lips, "We plan to hold a drama competition for the Hundred Schools Alliance, but the qualification approval is not up to standard. There must be professionals as guarantors--"

"Impossible." Lian Cheng smiled, "Just this grass team, what if my reputation is ruined."

"fine."

Wang Qianyi looked at her watch and said, "I just asked you to sign it. I guess the photocopy has been sent to the review office at this time. I guess you, a slutty guy, can't escape the beauty trick."
Chapter completed!