"Hehe, OK, I'll let you die today. Just now I talked about the mobile phone. Now I'll talk about the money in my wallet, which is 1351 yuan and 65 cents in total. There are also two bank cards, a meal card and, of course, my ID card. What's the matter? Are you dead now?"

It's too detailed. How much money is there in the wallet? It can be said so smoothly and accurately.

What kind of person can do this? Anyway, Gao Mu is convinced that he can't do it. He may not be accurate at 100 points.

Others also lamented that unless it was nonsense, this TM was more accurate than the actuary.

Qian Putong put his hand into his pocket and subconsciously touched his shriveled wallet. He didn't have as much money as others. He couldn't even compare with others in math and memory.

Hit hard.

Of course, the performance of this booth is too excellent, and the excellent is too untrue. As long as it's not a fool, everyone knows that he recited such accurate wallet numbers so confidently.

What kind of person is so bored that he counts the money in his wallet so carefully that he is ready to lose his wallet and can check it when he finds it? Moreover, I am confident that no one has touched the money and there is no less money in it.

It's amazing!

"Awesome, awesome, aren't you studying in the memory college?" Gao Mu praised the pavilion first, and then turned to ask Ma Yiming and others, "does our school have this major?"

Yes, certainly not, but how to answer is to pay attention to art.

"If you have a memory major, you have to ask him. Where do we know?" Ma Yiming said with a smile along Gao Mu's meaning: "Hey, what's your major?"

"What memory major? I'm in civil engineering, okay?"

The pavilion retorted angrily that there is a ghost major in any memory major, and there is no so-called memory major.

"Oh, it's the specialty of carrying bricks and carrying wood?"

Ma Yiming looked suddenly enlightened and smiled with the other three people.

"Do you understand civil engineering? What? Carry bricks and carry wood. Don't talk if you don't understand."

I know Ma Yiming and others are joking, but the booth doesn't know how to refute it. Anyway, his major is very popular now, and there must be no need to worry about finding a job in the future.

"As like as two peas, we are learning computers. We really don't know how to build roads and bridges." Gao Mu did not let Ma Yiming continue to farce, and stretched out his hand to his wallet and mobile phone. "I believe these two things will be exactly the same as yours, mobile phone information is accurate, and the money in wallet is also a lot."

"Of course!"

The winning ticket was in hand. The pavilion and Minister Jing looked at each other and smiled. Gao Mu told them that their victory was in sight.

Everything is ready, only owe the other party to admit.

As long as Gao Mu acknowledges, the subsequent conditions and practices will be sacrificed by them.

Each takes what he needs and gains.

"However, I still doubt whether these things are really yours. Can you really afford a mobile phone and carry so much money in your daily wallet?"

Gao Mu didn't even bother to ask questions about the drama behind them. He was ready to open the market directly. He was sure to win or lose.

"It's not mine. Can it still be yours? Gao mu, what do you mean? Do you think I don't deserve to be so rich, or are you naked jealous that I'm richer than you? Hehe, to tell you the truth, the life of rich people is not what you can imagine."

Money is really not from the kiosk, but he believes that his future is bright and such wealth conditions can be easily achieved.

What mobile phones and daily pocket money are rehearsals. His future days will be more natural and unrestrained than such money.

"Ha ha!"

Gaomu's hehe and Shangting's hehe have completely different meanings.

Looking at the "fox pretending to be a tiger" in front of him, he obviously took a little money from others and showed off his wealth here. He was really speechless.

With mobile phones and thousands of dollars, is the life of the rich?

Yes, maybe in the eyes of some people, at least on campus and in the eyes of commercial pavilions, this is the configuration of the rich.

However, what he is satirizing now is Gao mu. Even Ma Yiming will be crushed by wealth if he doesn't talk about him.

No, it's not rolling. There's no comparability at all. People in different realms have different evaluation standards. How to compare?

Dimensionality reduction?

To show off his wealth in front of Gao mu, at least the poor should play with cars, the rich with watches, and the local tyrants with jade antiques!

A fool is better than a mobile phone, and a second * force is better than a computer!

"Yes, this classmate Gao mu, aren't you jealous of Shang's money and mobile phones, and you steal his things because of a little conflict with him before?"

Minister Jing hasn't spoken for a long time. If he doesn't say a few words, he's afraid of being forgotten. He's the biggest official on the scene. He's the referee who can decide life and death in one word.

"I envy him for his money. Hehe, I envy him." Gao Mu said with a meaningful grin: "this is the funniest joke I heard in 2000. Will I envy him for his money?"

This is also money. Gao Mu really wants to learn the style of dandy and throw a pile of money on them to let them know what money is.

"Why, I'm stimulated? I can't stand it? Then I'll explain it honestly. As long as you explain it honestly, I can speak for you in front of the school leaders. I can't guarantee anything else. It's still possible to exempt you from criminal responsibility."

Minister Jing was full of pride and high spirits, and said wholeheartedly for the sake of Gao mu.

Not to mention Gao Mu's reaction, Ma Yiming is also a sneer and boast of evil spirits. If he is beaten in the face for a while, he will know whether it hurts or not.

"Yes, in the face of minister Jing, I can investigate less responsibility."

It took so much thought and so long for the layout of the commercial pavilion to rectify Gao Mu and make it difficult for him to turn over.

Don't investigate anything. It's all lies. It's all to lure Gao Mu to admit it.

However, once Gao Mu admits himself according to their wishes, they will not hesitate to suppress, go to jail, dismiss and ruin their reputation. This is their ultimate goal.

"I can't imagine that you two are still great philanthropists, but thank you for your kindness. If you don't call the police, I'll call the police. I think the police will find out what's right and wrong."

"Hum, you really don't give up until you get to the Yellow River. Think clearly, Gao mu, once you call the police, it's definitely business. The mobile phone wallet, combined with the two, is almost four or five thousand, which is enough to convict you of theft. You just want to repent. You don't have a chance if you want us to spare you."

Once the police really intervene, it's really not that they can completely control it.

However, Minister Shang Ting and Minister Jing are confident that with these material evidence and current facts and human evidence, Gao Mu will end up with only one.

It's just that the early intervention of the police will make them less fun to play with each other.

No matter how the process evolves, it can't change the outcome.

"Leave this opportunity to yourself. Think about how the school will deal with you if you frame and plant your classmates."

Instead of pretending to care about him, it's better to think about the end of the disclosure.

"We planted it! Hum!" although it is true, Minister Jing's old face still can't stand it when Gao Mu speaks out so bluntly. He can be shameless but want face, "You are such a poor man. Do you need me to frame you? Man, what you need most is to see yourself clearly and know how many kilograms you have, so that you can live well. Gao mu, don't look too high at yourself."

Minister Jing took a group of people with neat movements and eyes. He looked at Gao Mu up and down. Although he was well dressed and clean, none of his clothes was brand. At most, he was born of a well-fed and well-fed family.

"Really? How about I, a poor man, show you my family background?"

Gao Mu was born at the bottom of society, and his own living habits are low-key and ordinary. He looks really ordinary. There is really no brand.

But the quality of this ordinary suit is not low. It is all customized versions.

What you wear on your body is like what you eat in your stomach. The most important thing is to be comfortable for yourself. It doesn't matter whether it's a big brand or produced by a chef.

Michelin's food must be better than the food in the roadside fly shop?

Not necessarily.

I'm afraid the biggest difference is feelings, not to mention the quality of things, environmental sanitation and workmanship, which are nothingness and can be deliberately created.

What you see may not be the best, and what you hear may not be what others deliberately create for you to know. Only what suits you is the most correct.

"Ouch, ouch, did you hear that? He's going to show us his family background. Ha ha, ha ha, everyone stare and pay attention. Don't miss it. This may be the funniest family background you've seen in your life."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Ridicule, full of 101, full of the whole bedroom.

He didn't care about their laughter. In their laughter, Gao Mu turned aside and opened the cabinet door that was always locked. Even the other three people in bedroom 101 didn't know what was inside.

He took out the black backpack that he would carry wherever he went.

"See, do you see? This is his family background. What a big bag, what a big family background!"

Although the pavilion despised Gao mu, at the beginning, there was still a little worry about what they didn't control.

As a result, Gao Mu took out his usual bag.

As a man who often grazes in the dark, he is also very familiar with this black bag, which is a broken schoolbag he carries when he comes in and out of school after class!

"Gao mu, your family background is not just a few broken books!"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Ridicule, to the top.