C31

At the entrance to high school.

The crowd surrounding the students and the peddlers consisted of three layers, three layers, and three layers.

A pure white convertible was parked in front of the school gate, surrounded by a large cluster of roses, forming a large heart that was roughly estimated at no more than a thousand.

In front of the car, dozens of luxury goods that people could or could not call "ILOVEYOU" were arranged in the shape of a "ILOVEYOU".

Four burly African men stood up with banners in their hands.

The banner read: "To my New Moon Goddess."

When Zheng Feiyue and the little fatty arrived, it was the most lively time of the crowd's discussion.

"Every day I watch TV watching the rich second generation chasing people. Today, I've finally seen it in reality."

"Are all the high school students these days playing around?"

"New Moon? Isn't that the little genius who got first place in the overall examination? "

"Aiyo, if anyone confesses to my daughter like that, I'll immediately marry him."

"Will you marry her or your daughter?"

"With money like this, anyone can marry them."

Zheng Feiyue's face darkened. After scanning the crowd for a long time, he did not see his sister. Instead, he saw Zhu Lan's figure.

Today, she was still dressed simply, but it was impossible to conceal the charm on her body.

"Teacher Zhu …" he said awkwardly.

Zhu Lan asked: "Which family's rich son are chasing after your sister? This is way too big! "

Zheng Feiyue looked at the Gossip Soul that faintly flickered in Zhu Lan's eyes and could not help but retort. Then he said with a bitter smile: "Let's settle the problem first, can the school come out to clean up the mess?

Zhu Lan made an expression of helplessness, "The arena is outside the school, the school has no right to handle it. The headmaster came over just now and told them not to interfere with the students' studies, but those four black people were as indifferent as stone. "

"Where's the principal?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

Zhu Lan shrugged his shoulders, "I was so angry that I went back to take my medicine, and told me to call you to come resolve it."

Zheng Feiyue nodded his head, when he suddenly heard a clamor from the crowd.

The crowd, which was previously airtight, suddenly parted automatically from the middle. From within emerged a short and fat person. He wore a suit with shiny leather shoes, and had a lifelike white bow on his chest.

The crowd looked at this little fatty in surprise. They saw him confidently walking through the crowd and saw the four muscular African men bowing to him.

"Damn, the rich second generation is him!"

"You know how to pick up girls at such a young age, and yet you're putting on such a big show?!"

"The children these days are really something."

Zheng Feiyue shouted with an ashen face: "Little Fatty, tell your men to retreat!"

The little fatty laughed as he shook his head and said loudly, "No one can stop me today! Brother-in-law, let Xin Yue come out, I have something to say to him. "

Zheng Feiyue was so angry that he went crazy, "Who is your Brother-in-law? Hurry back, be careful that I don't slap you! "

The little fatty snapped his fingers.

Philips walked up, and revealed his white teeth at Zheng Feiyue, and said sinisterly: "Please do not threaten my boss, or else I might not be able to control myself."

"F * ck me." Zheng Feiyue was so angry that he almost fell to the ground, in desperation, he took out his last trump card, "Kid, do you believe that I won't chase you out of my house?"

The little fatty said loudly, "Brother-in-law, no matter how difficult it is, it is impossible to prevent true love from being together. Now, there's nothing that can stop me, so hurry up and call out the new moon. "

Zheng Feiyue and Zhu Lan looked at each other.

"Where's my sister?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

Zhu Lan was dumbstruck: "She's in the classroom reading, she's been working on some books that I can't understand, she's been immersed in them all day and can't extricate herself."

Zheng Feiyue covered his forehead, thinking, could all the System Host in this world be like this? Wouldn't it be hard for him to live in the future?

"Zheng Xinyue is out!"

"She's New Moon. She looks familiar."

"Nonsense, the top scorer's name hangs on the school's name list every day, how can it not look familiar?"

"Learning is pretty and pretty, no wonder there are tycoons chasing after him. It's just that this tycoon's age is really a bit too young."

"Yeah, he looks like a primary school student."

Amidst the discussion of the crowd, Zheng Xinyue slowly walked over.

She didn't hug her textbook as she usually did. Instead, she walked over with empty hands. Although her eyes were looking forward, if one looked carefully, they would realize that she wasn't focusing at all.

Zheng Feiyue clearly knew that his sister was thinking about something.

"New Moon!" When the little fatty saw Zheng Xinyue, her eyes were filled with love and admiration as she frantically waved her little hand.

Zheng Xinyue subconsciously walked towards that direction.

The little fatty hurriedly went up to her and opened his arms wide, "My goddess, these are all prepared for you. The 9999 roses represent my love for you. Also, I don't know what you like.

Fatty's words made the surrounding people feel his heroic spirit.

"Inhumane, feel like you've been dealt 10,000 critical damage!"

"I don't understand the world of tycoons."

"Although he's still a bit young, he's got plenty of money. In this society that looks at money …"

Even Zhu Lan, the homeroom teacher couldn't help but say: "He's too extravagant. Normal girls would find it hard to resist this kind of enticement."

Zheng Feiyue said with a gloomy face: "My sister is not an ordinary girl."

Zheng Xinyue was obviously not an ordinary girl. Facing the little fatty's confession, which was full of heroic spirit, she forced herself out of her own world and said, "But I don't love you."

Pfft!

A clean cut.

Little Fatso said anxiously, "Why?" If it's because of Brother-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely convince him to let us be together. "

Zheng Feiyue, "..."

Zheng Xinyue shook her head, "I have no interest in dating a brat."

Pfft!

Another fatal blow.

The little fatty forced a smile and said, "It's alright. I can work hard to grow up and become like how you like it." As long as you agree, I'll settle down in Zheng City and buy all the floors up and down for your brother's house. After that, we'll call each other and install the elevator, so that not only us will not have to separate, even your brother will be by our side. "

The moment he said this, the entire audience was shocked.

Do you want to buy the house and connect it to the elevator?

There was such an operation?

Wouldn't it be fine if he just bought a villa with this money?

"Wah!" A little millionaire who is infatuated with love, hard work and care, I even want to marry him. " Zhu Lan cupped her hands across her heart and muttered.

Zheng Feiyue said in a speechless manner, "How old are you?"

"You don't understand, this kind of wealthy person can be killed easily."

Zheng Feiyue, "..."

On the other side, when Zheng Xinyue heard the other party's sweet talk, her heart did not waver at all. She even wanted to return to the classroom as soon as possible to read some books.

"I'm sorry, but I still don't like you." she said flatly, as if to say she didn't like the cilantro in the noodles.

The little fatty's smile stiffened as he groaned in his heart. Was he rejected? His heart ached so much that he was no longer able to breathe.

A weak smile appeared on his chubby face. "It's alright. We can start with friends."

"Sorry, I don't need friends." Zheng Xinyue turned and left.

I don't need friends.

No need for friends.

No friends.

Little Fatso looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

The surrounding people were also affected by the thunder.

He thought that this little tycoon already had a lot of personality, but this little genius had even more of a personality. "I don't need a friend," he said with endless ruthlessness.

Even Zheng Feiyue felt some sympathy for the little fatty.

"Why? Why? "Why?"

Looking at Zheng Xinyue's cold and indifferent back, the little fatty let out a voice of despair.