Chapter 117: The fourth breakup (8)

What kind of inflatable doll, Song Yucheng reported to the police, all the troubles happened, and now he even mentioned this to him again. Did he show his face on purpose?
Feng Jin's face suddenly sank, and his tone became gritted: "It's okay, it's convenient for you."
He said it very coldly, and he even held a fire in his heart, and even started to calculate. It is best that Song Yucheng asked him to go to his house today, as long as he went, don't think Song Yucheng is better!
Ha ha, inflatable doll? He wants Song Yucheng to be an inflatable doll himself.
However, this is just wishful thinking of Feng Jin. Song Yucheng's next answer was what caused Feng Jin to collapse.
"Without my convenience, I'll send it back to you by courier when I get home. Another thing is, when will the end of the inflatable doll be returned to me? I'm poor, waiting to eat."
Song Yucheng said this at a glance, knowing that she was very sincere. However, inexplicably, in this situation, there is an indescribable irony.
Needless to say, Song Yucheng's situation. It is estimated that the whole school cannot find a person who is poorer than him. And the results are not outstanding, and I can't say a few words to people throughout the year. But Feng Jin is different.
The arrogant man of the heavens, the master of learning to dominate the world, a noble, indifferent and indifferent spirit, with the face of the prosperous beauty in the mouth of the girl, the actor who came out of the entire comic book.
The result is now being chased by Song Yucheng for money. Of course, the focus is still on the inflatable doll that can't cross.
"Puff ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..." I don't know who was the first one to squeeze, and then the whole class laughed out loud.
Feng Jin's face suddenly became ugly. However, Song Yucheng deliberately hooked the corner of his lips towards him, and the kind of mockery in it suddenly made Feng Jin angry with Qiqiao, and wanted to tear Song Yucheng.
But right now in the class, he is not good at shooting immediately. Only temporarily forbear.
But Song Yucheng didn't even look at him more. After sitting down, he took out the book again and started to review. It's like a study makes me happy, I have no intentions, I just want to learn.
This kind of dripping calm, more and more embarrassed. He walked out of the classroom angrily, dialed the phone, called him a cousin, and asked his cousin to lead people. When he turned back at night, he packed up Song Yucheng well.
"I will tell you the time in advance, and I will fight fiercely when the time comes! I will be responsible for killing people!" Feng Jin's tone was great, as if he could really clean up Song Yucheng easily.
However, what he didn't know was that the call was only sent out, and the young man who was looking forward to meeting Song Yucheng had already received it.
"Mr. Jane, look at this..." The secretary frowned and felt very angry. Feng Jin was just doing whatever he wanted with the help of the Feng family. In fact, it is not as good as the upstarts living in the urban-rural junction where the idea of ​​their family is put in front of the youth.
However, after listening to this, the youth also felt a hint of anger in their eyes. The original Oolong incident in the hotel made him feel uncomfortable. This Jin did not say that he was a man with his tail, but he still dared to talk.
Thinking this, he couldn't help but sneer, "Call Feng Ruchun and tell him that if he can't control his son, then I will come to manage the bullying for him, but it's not just him ."
"Yes!" the secretary promised and hurried down to work.
Five minutes later, Feng Jin at the school once again received a call from his father. Undoubtedly, it was naturally a swearing.
"Dad, what the is going on?" Feng Jin only felt that he was unlucky. When was Song Yucheng's little pitiful, and it was worth his father's call to scold him?
But then, what his father said completely blinded him.
"Jian Zhengyu personally asked, do you think this is a trivial matter?"
"Jian Zhengyu?" Feng Jin was also ignorant. He didn't understand it at all. How could the poor Song Yucheng, who can't even eat rice, have anything to do with Jian Zhengyu?
Isn't this teasing him? However, his father would not deceive himself, saying that Jian Zhengyu intervened in Song Yucheng, then it must be true. After all, that person's identity is not that these people can easily put their beaks.
Although the Jian family is only one of Jian Zheng, the wealth in the hand of Jian Zheng is not limited to China, it is one of the best in the world. As for Jian Zhengyu himself, it is the existence that people in the entire investment circle scramble to admire.
So Song Yucheng has met the noble? But where did such an ordinary person attract Jane Zheng?
Feng Jin became more and more irritable, and finally pushed the table, and got up and walked out of the classroom. He even started thinking about whether to transfer immediately. Feng Jin could guess without even thinking about it, that conversation between Fang Cai and Song Yucheng immediately became a joke for the whole school.
He has grown so big that he has never lost such a person!
He punched the wall fiercely, and the kind of humiliation that haunted him almost made him speechless, and his hatred of Song Yucheng almost became substance.
However, he was so angry, but Song Yucheng was not excited.
Damn! Finally there is nothing special! ! !
Calculate the total price of the inflatable doll, reduce the rewards on the website, Feng Jin still had to give him at least two thousand eight to fill the money.
What's more, Feng Jinhao is a wealthy young master, and he can't really give it according to odds and ends. He didn't care about rounding him to three thousand.
System: So lord, what about your morality?
Song Yucheng: Poor people are not qualified to say good manners.
system:……
After successfully silencing his little system, Song Yucheng packed his things and prepared for the next exam.
Song Yucheng paid special attention to this exam. Because before he took over the body of the original body, the original body has been prepared for a long time. Although mathematics is not the strength of the original body, but after working so hard, Song Yucheng hopes that this time the results can be improved.
Just try hard to get one hundred and ten! Thinking of the perfect score of 150, Song Yucheng set himself a goal. Then he greeted the exam with a very calm mind.
Two hours passed quickly. Not disappointing him for such a long review, the paper was unexpectedly easy. Something too difficult, he still can't solve it. But those basic question types, and misleading partial questions, he was able to catch it.
There should be no problem, Song Yucheng has estimated his score, and he also knows. Then I went to the teacher and asked him for leave.
The teacher was very happy to give the fake, and did not even mean to contact the police station to confirm the authenticity. It's not because you don't care, but because you trust enough.
In the eyes of the teacher, Song Yucheng is a typical good boy. Especially worry-free and diligent, the only drawback is that it is too ordinary and not smart enough. But this is not his fault, and Song Yucheng has done his best.
"Be careful on the way back. If you have difficulty, call the teacher immediately, don't be embarrassed, you know?" Patting Song Yucheng's shoulder, the teacher's ding is full of concern. She is also a mother, so she often cannot understand what Song Yucheng's parents are thinking.
The child has gone to great lengths, and may indeed not be able to achieve the perfection they expected, but can he grow up healthy and become a good person with responsibility, is it not already the best result in itself? Why should he do this to him.
Fortunately, she is just a teacher. Some things can't intervene too deeply, and she can only take care of Song Yucheng as much as possible.
"Thank you, I'm fine." Song Yucheng should get off before going home.
The ball has been at home for a long time, and I have to suppress the exam before. Right now, I feel like grass has grown. Therefore, Song Yucheng called a car as soon as he left the school, and made a phone call to the courier on the road, saying that he needed to pick up the door.
In fact, Song Yucheng didn't care much about the existence of this inflatable doll, but now that there is a small family, you must pay attention to it.
At first glance, Cuer was clever and clever, and if he was discovered by him, how bad it would be. Early childhood education must be well grasped. Such dirty things must not stain the eyes of children.
Thinking about it this way, Song Yucheng politely urged the driver to say a few words, saying that his brother is at home alone, can he drive faster.
Five minutes later, Song Yucheng finally returned home. As soon as he opened the door, his right leg was caught on the face by a soft ball.
"Brother, you're back!" The raised face was full of excitement, as if hugging Song Yucheng, that is, hugging the world's candy, the smoky gray eyes are particularly clear, and the clear reflection is also full of Song Yucheng Smiling face.
"Baby~ Are you afraid of being alone at home?" Song Yucheng lowered his head to hug the soft ball and kissed him fiercely.
"No, I'm awesome, I can help my brother to watch the house!" Raised his little head proudly, and today's milk dumplings are a bulging group that feels particularly powerful.
Song Yucheng was amused by him, and fell a kiss on his forehead again. So the two of you kissed me, and I walked into the house with a kiss. If it wasn't for the courier to pick up the door, it is estimated that Song Yucheng had to be tired of this little dumpling for ten minutes and a half hours.
"Okay baby, stay in the room first. Brother has something to send."
"What is it?" The child was particularly curious.
"The kind not suitable for children. Tell you when you grow up."
"Then, that's okay!" Although reluctant to separate from Song Yucheng, the child still cleverly agreed.
"I'll be back in three minutes." Squeezing the tip of his nose reluctantly, Song Yucheng hurried to the cabinet in another room, hugged the inflatable doll out, and wrapped it with hotel sheets to send the courier downstairs to the pickup.
If this is an ordinary person, he will definitely be ashamed of holding an inflatable doll. But Song Yucheng passed through the big winds and waves, and this little thing is nothing. But I don't know why. In the process of going downstairs, Song Yucheng clearly felt a subtle sense of awkwardness, as if an accident would happen in a while.
"You said I would not hit Feng Jin as soon as I came downstairs!" Song Yucheng threw a reasonable guess.
However, the system responded weakly: "If it hits, isn't it better? You can directly ask for money."
"It makes sense!" Ignoring the helplessness in the system's tone completely, Song Yucheng suddenly became more reasonable and strong.
However, at the moment when he walked out of the building, he was so straightforward that he suddenly turned into an unspeakable guilty conscience.
Because the man approaching head-on has a face he is very familiar with. The important point is that because of the appearance of this man, Song Yucheng finally thought about why he would be particularly familiar with the dumplings at home.
The Nima is the Ludwig of the dough. As for the young man in front of him, he looks exactly like Ludwig in the first world.
Then the question is coming, the other half of the widowed marriage suddenly appears, how can he say hello to him without being too embarrassed?
However, the system seems to be afraid that Song Yucheng is not chaotic enough, and added a more ruthless sentence: "Adult, don't counsel, this is the Yunxi baby you miss! [Pipi shrimp let's go]"