Chapter 1607: One hundred billion won't sell! (3000 words)

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The girl's name is Liu Tianyue.
Song Lingling blinked doubtfully: "Just write."
"Why is it so hot?" Liu Tianyue rubbed his fingers.
Up to now, she still felt the pain of the hot bite on her fingertips.
"Hot?" Song Lingling was even more puzzled.
She opened the iron box, which contained two pens and a ballpoint pen.
Nothing, how can it be hot?
"Look, I have a few pens in my pen case, nothing else."
Everyone put their heads together, and there was really nothing but laughs inside.
Yijun got up. At seventeen, he was 1.8 meters tall.
After he got up, the open iron box all reflected in his eyes.
Used to hold a pen?
He raised his eyebrows, his eyes twitched, and looked at Song Lingling with a look like a fool.
Such a magical iron box is actually used to hold a pen?
When he was young, he was burnt when he touched it, but not every time ...
Yijun looked at the back of Song Lingling's head: "This iron box is very chic, can you show me?"
Yijun's voice is particularly nice, magnetic and mellow.
Song Lingling sniffed and looked back at him in surprise.
Song Lingling was stunned, so handsome!
It's so high!
She had to raise her head to see his face.
Song Lingling pursed her lips and brought the iron box to Yijun.
Yijun was ready to be ironed to take over the iron box.
But when the iron box fell into his hands, there was no trace of temperature, and it was still cold.
Liu Tianyue frowned and looked at Yijun strangely: "Huh, isn't it hot?"
Yijun looked down, looking at the iron box.
The surface is smoothed, and the golden light inside is more dazzling.
It should always be held and touched to have such a smooth body.
Yijun raised his eyes and looked at Song Lingling: "I want to buy it, how much ..."
"Not for sale!"
Without waiting for Yijun to finish his speech, Song Lingling's complexion suddenly changed, and quickly recovered the iron box when Yijun was unprepared.
She held the iron box tightly in her arms and looked at Yijun with a little caution and defense: "This box is very important to me. I won't sell it for any amount of money!"
Her reaction exceeded Yijun's imagination, Yijun raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Lingling deeply.
Song Lingling turned around. At this time, the class bell rang and the students quickly dispersed.
Yijun sat down, watching Song Lingling's eyes deeper and deeper.
Song Lingling seemed to be aware of his gaze, thinking that he was the idea of ​​the box, and she was alert to him from then on.

noon.
Song Lingling and Song Mei at the same table have dinner at the school cafeteria.
The cafeteria is very large, and tables and chairs are sufficient.
After they had a meal, they found a place by the window and sat down.
Song Lingling ate tomato scrambled eggs and water spinach.
Song Mei didn't lack money at home. She didn't worry about eating and drinking. She beat braised pork, cut chicken, and fried shrimps.
Seeing that Song Lingling only ate tomato scrambled eggs and water spinach, she thought Song Lingling was poor at home and had no money to eat good.
She picked up a piece of chicken wings and looked at Song Lingling and asked, "Do you want it?"
Song Lingling raised her eyes, glanced at the chicken wings, and smiled: "I don't like meat. I usually eat meat, thank you."
When taking back the gaze that fell on the chicken wings, I accidentally saw Yijun in front.
Yijun was just watching her.
When their eyes met, Song Lingling's heart tightened.
This boy's eyes are too naked!
He wrote all over his face, an expression of interest in her box.
Song Lingling grabbed the bag in one hand and held it tightly in her arms!
She glared at Yijun with a warning, she would not sell the box!
She held the bag tightly and chopped rice quickly with chopsticks in one hand.
Song Mei noticed her strangeness, and when she saw her, she raised her eyes from time to time and looked forward. Song Mei looked up and looked forward.
At a glance, Yi Jun, who was graceful and full of nobility, looked at Song Lingling expressionlessly.
Song Mei was taken aback for a moment, then asked Song Lingling with her head down: "Will he be in love with you?"
"Who is he?" Song Lingling asked.
"Our school grass, handsome?"
"What is his name?"
"Jing Yijun."
"I just met him, how could he look at me." He looked at her box!
"Although he is poor, he looks pretty. Many girls in our school like him."
poor?
Song Lingling questioned Song Mei's words.
Yijun breath does not seem to be able to radiate from the poor.
But the clothes he wears are too ordinary to be ordinary, and should be very cheap styles.
But even so, it does not affect his perfect and handsome appearance.
Song Lingling looked up and looked at Yijun.
This guy is still looking at her, his eyes are so naked, it seems that he is really interested in her box!
Song Lingling secretly said: "It seems that the box can't bring the school."
Song Lingling was stared at by Yijun closely, and had no appetite at all.
After she licked two bites quickly, she stopped eating.
Song Mei still has many dishes, and her chicken hasn't been touched.
Seeing Song Lingling put down her chopsticks, she chewed food in her mouth and asked ambiguously, "Is full?"
Song Lingling: "After eating, I will go back to the bedroom first."
Song Mei nodded: "Well, you go back first."
She has to eat for a long time.
Song Lingling did not return to the bedroom immediately after leaving the cafeteria.
She came to the playground, ran for a while, jumped for a long time, squatted down and counted the ants ... it looked boring.
She doesn't like K City!
But she couldn't resist the family's arrangement and came to school in K city from Shanghai.
Song Lingling walked around the basketball court twice and sat down on the ladder.
She dangled her head and held a wooden stick in her hand while drawing circles.
"Not nap?" At this moment, there was a good voice behind him, and some cold voice.
This sound is a bit familiar!
Song Lingling got up suddenly and turned around.
When she saw Yijun, she conditionedly held the bag hanging obliquely in front of her!
She glared at Yijun: "Don't follow me! I won't sell the box!"
Yijun raised his eyebrows slightly, and he looked at her eyes, her little black and white eyes reflected him.
He pursed his lips and said, "Where did you come from?"
"It doesn't matter where you come from!"
"I will give you 10 million, give it to me!"
"Ten million?" Song Lingling froze. Song Mei didn't say, is he poor? Can he give ten million?
It's a guy who is not afraid to laugh at the dead!
Ten million to buy her box?
Although she is very precious in this box, she knows that the box is not worth so much money.
Just like gold inside, there is a golden light, who doesn't know that it is made of iron outside?
It is not a diamond jewelry, which is worth 10 million?
Song Lingling felt that Yijun was playing with her. How could a poor man spend ten million yuan to buy a piece of iron?
Does he understand how much is ten million?
Thinking of this, Song Lingling looked at Yijun's eyes like an idiot: "I won't sell one hundred billion! This classmate, you die this heart!"
"One hundred billion won't sell, what about 200 billion?"
"Do not sell! Unless it kills me!"
Yaya, are you up? Still open 200 billion?
Does he have any misunderstandings about 100 million units?
With her stubborn face, she still wanted to protect the iron box, which made Yijun feel unhappy.
She cannot be as realistic as other girls. Does her eyes shine when she hears money?
"Really don't sell much money?"
Song Lingling can't stand it anymore, she hates this kind of person who talks about money!
She stared at him fiercely: "Give me 300 billion to 500 billion is the same result, I will not sell or I will not sell!"
"..."
Seeing Yijun's face chilled, Song Lingling continued: "Some things can't be bought with money, don't always take a few stinky money to tell me things!"
Even if Song Lingling didn't believe what was said at the same table, the classmate in front of him was poor, and he didn't believe that he could easily come up with 20 million.
Everyone is a student and a consumer. Even if his parents have so much money, he can't let him buy her box?
Unless his parents, like him, are a fool.
"Good." Yi Jun looked at Song Lingling deeply, and after a long time he said a good word, and then turned away.
Looking at his tall, tall figure, Song Lingling pursed her lips in disappointment, "inexplicably."
At the end of the evening self-study, all kinds of luxury cars parked in front of the school are waiting for the children to finish class.
When Song Lingling came out carrying her schoolbag, she soon saw the black BMW that drove her to school.
She pursed her lips and looked a little helpless, then came over casually.
Sitting on the drive is her father Song Kaiming.
After she wore a seat belt, Song Kaiming asked, "Are you used to the new school?"
Song Lingling looked out the window without expression: "What about habit, what about not used?"
Her attitude made Song Kaiming suddenly dark.
Song Kaiming: "This is your home, your roots are here, you have to come back to live!"
Song Lingling raised her lips sneeringly: "When I was sent away from my mother, why didn't I think this is my home, my roots are here?"
"I was forced to do so at first! Although I sent you away, I haven't treated you badly!"
Song Lingling looked at Song Kaiming with a hint of hatred in her eyes: "You forcibly brought me back, forcibly forced me to get engaged to someone I didn't like, forcibly separated me from my mother, and caused her to die of heart attack. Treat me wrong? "
Song Kaiming was a little guilty, and said inwardly: "It wouldn't be wrong to let you marry Zhang Shao! Your mother's death cannot be blamed on me, she is too persistent!"
"Enough!" Song Lingling suddenly roared to Song Kaiming: "If you say half a word, I will get off now and go far away, so you won't find it in your life!"
If it was not for the money to treat the grandmother, would she sit so obediently in this man's car?
"The temper is exactly the same as your mother's, and she is persistent and wayward!" Song Kaiming started the car.
Song Lingling was angry and angry, thinking about her dead mother and thinking about her grandmother in hospital, she had to admit defeat.
She reddened her eyes and tried hard to restrain before she burst into tears in front of this man.
She bit her lower lip and looked at the man driving: "How much did you sell me to Zhang Shao? Is there 20 million?"
"No, what do you ask about this? You are already engaged, and you will be waiting for your wedding at the age of eighteen."
Song Lingling smiled and laughed sarcastically. She is a living person who is not worth 20 million. Will the box be worth 20 million?