Chapter 15: Fifteen, invitation letter!
"Zhang Jie sent this wad of money,"
"You are going, send me back for me."
Paying the moon indifferently, as if throwing rubbish, he threw the envelope on the table.
There are tens of thousands of money scattered in a wad of money.
Jiang Mubai smiled, then tore open the invitation letter and looked at it.
...
Imperial University, Starbucks,
Xiao Meimei, with her small hand on her cheek, took a sip of the ice latte, but she still couldn't eliminate the depression.
She glanced at Lin Xueli, who was indifferent, and said:
"Where am I not pretty?"
"This guy actually rejected me. All the people who chased me went to Paris. He was the first to reject me!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xueli couldn't help snorting softly.
Touched Xiao Meimei's little head, and comforted:
"The big ones are big, and the thin ones are thin. You are perfect."
"Maybe that guy's purpose is me, don't take it to heart."
"Then he pestered you," Bao'er asked abruptly, who was patronizing coffee, which immediately embarrassed her.
After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that after school started to look for him on the initiative.
No matter how much rumors there were, he didn't take the initiative to explain it.
It's as if he is not the school grass, he doesn't know himself, he just came to study.
Lin Xueli, who was initially depressed, gritted her teeth and hummed softly:
"Don't mention this guy, it's so disappointing!"
"It's the weekend tomorrow. I have a dance party here. Are you going to have a fun?"
prom?
Bao'er shook her head. She has always caught a cold on such occasions.
Xiao Meimei, who was depressed, nodded, and she smiled:
"It just so happens to have two glasses of wine to tease those who want to eat swan meat."
Lin Xueli shook her head and advised:
"Farewell, my lesson last time was not tragic enough!"
"If it weren't for my cleverness, I'm afraid I'd already..."
"Already," Bo'er said with interest: "By the way, you didn't have any major incidents last time, right?"
The reddish-faced Lin Xueli rolled her eyes, squeezed Bao'er's small fleshy face, and said:
"Who can take advantage of me?"
As soon as she said this, she unconsciously remembered everything that happened in the hotel.
Shaking his head, I can only sigh that this is all a sin!
...
In the language classroom,
The careless Su Yeye glanced at the time, and then packed up his backpack.
She glanced at Tang Wanwan and joked:
"Beauty, don't you skip class together?"
Tang Wanwan, who was lying on the table, waved her hand, and said with sleepy eyes:
"Go ahead, I'll squint for a while."
Su Yeye, who gave a few words to Gu Buduo's persuasion, spread his hands, and immediately turned over the window Tao Zhiyaoyao.
The elderly professor who was drawing on the podium just looked back, as if he hadn't seen anything.
"Ding Ding Ding..."
Ten minutes later, with a rush of bells rang.
This elective course of artistic language is finally over.
Tang Wanwan, who was sleepy, yawned and walked out of the classroom quickly.
With a much more comfortable stomach, she felt refreshed inexplicably.
When I was about to go to the library to have a look, a few familiar faces suddenly came over!
"Isn't this Tang Wanwan, a commoner school flower, get out of class is over?"
With a fierce attack, Wang Qinger, who was holding her arm, glanced at Tang Wanwan, and joked unceremoniously.
Behind him, several girls dressed in brand-name and disdainful faces heard this and couldn't help laughing immediately.
"Wang Qing'er, this is your poor relative? It's so beautiful, but it's a poor ghost!"
"It looks good, why do you like toads and want to eat swan meat?"
...
Tang Wanwan's expression changed slightly when she heard these sour words.
She glanced at Wang Qing'er, subconsciously trying to make way for the other side.
Unexpectedly, a pair of white jade hands had already blocked the way.
The unkind Wang Qinger snorted and said calmly:
"If I have something to ask you, talk to us."
"Otherwise, you can't go today..."
In the Office of the Department of Political Science and Law,
After Jiang Mubai finished reading the invitation, he instinctively wanted to refuse such an invitation.
For him, knowing big people is not suitable for reading.
Because as a rebirth, he really just wants to study hard!
He glanced at Fu Qingyue, and subconsciously said:
"I..."
Before I finished speaking, there was a ding in my mind.
"Ding! The perfect life mission is activated:"
"Task 1: Promise the invitation and reward the limited edition Pagani sports car!"
"Task 2: Reject the invitation and reward a book on philosophy of life!"
Some embarrassed Jiang Mubai was stunned, seeing the two rewards with such a big difference.
He sighed slightly, and then chose one!
"Ding! Enter the venue, the sports car will automatically load the basement!"
Waiting for a response, Fu Qingyue saw that this guy looked at him and stopped talking.
The staring eyes made her close her legs subconsciously.
Coughed and said:
"What are you?"
Jiang Mubai, who had recovered his senses, smiled, and said:
"I will go, promise not to shame the college."
"goodbye…"
Looking at the back who hurriedly left, Fu Qingyue couldn't help feeling a little astonished.
He glanced at the banknotes on the table, thinking that this thing is still not going back?
After a while, under the Politics and Law Building,
Fatty Lin looked at the invitation letter in his hand, UU reading www.uukanshu.com frowned.
After taking a closer look, he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"This is not an ordinary dance party. From this look, Zhang Jie was also invited, not the organizer."
"As far as I know, the people who go to Jiangbei City are the big businessmen. There are so many beautiful women in this place. Brother Jiang will take me?"
Jiang Mubai with his hand in his trouser pocket was stunned, glanced at Fatty Lin and said:
"Don't be kidding, you need me to bring it?"
The disapproving Fatty Lin smiled and said:
"With a special status, our family can't enter such a place."
The two walked along, and soon came to the forest path.
Just as they were about to go down the trail, the voices of several women arguing came.
Jiang Mubai, who felt a little familiar, was taken aback, wondering if this wasn't Tang Wanwan's voice?
...
In the pavilion,
Wang Qing'er looked at Tang Wanwan who was forced into the corner, her mouth raised slightly.
Holding a few ice cream bars, she smiled and joked:
"Eat it, I won't clean up you after it's finished!"
"Let you have a long memory, and then seduce our school grass, next time you will not eat ice cream!"
Tang Wanwan's face was pale when she heard this, and Tang Wanwan, who was limping on foot, felt bitter in her heart.
Had it not been for the relatives, she would have liked to have a big fight.
But now this little stomach hurts, and she has difficulty walking.
"You limp, isn't you already in our senior's bed, right?"
"Looking at your sorrowful look, I really want to kick you to death, hurry up and give it to me, otherwise I can't swallow this breath!"
The female attendant behind Wang Qinger smiled and sneered
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