The real daughter is also trying to spend money to get rich today (MTL)

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

    After Tang Shengjing finished playing, he picked up his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked his younger brother to deliver drinks to the few people on the other side who were sitting on the steps with their arms resting on their knees, "I don't know when I will have the opportunity to meet Brother Jiang. ?"

    There was a hint of attentiveness in his expression.

    Those people's arms were all black wristbands, and they didn't lift their eyelids. "Just you, do you still want to see our brother Jiang? Are you exalting yourself too much?

    " Nodding again and again, "Yes." The

    shaved boy snorted, "For the sake of your good football, let's be honest, Brother Jiang doesn't want to see people from your school."

    Tang Shengjing heard this, Anxious, "Why?!"

    The man sneered, "Your school gathers the eldest young masters and the little princesses, the richest people, and our No. 7 middle school is called the school with the most messy, most difficult to manage and the most violent fights. , why do you think?"

    "On a main street, two completely different schools are naturally hostile, understand?" A group of

    people walked away with cigarettes in their mouths.

    Tang Shengjing held a basketball and bowed his head in dejection. He was not a lover of learning, and especially admired Jiang Zhian from No. 7 Middle School.

    The other party responded a lot, and the person who dared to help the students to fight with the hooligans was also the recognized boss of all the nearby middle schools.

    Unfortunately, he probably never had the chance to get to know each other.

    Depressed, he picked up the schoolbag that he had put aside, and Tang Shengjing was so annoyed that he scratched his head -

    the weekend was coming to an end, and the pile of homework still hadn't written a word.

    He immediately waved to his younger brother, dragged him to the ping-pong table beside him, and shoved all the exercise books and papers into his head.

    When he bowed his head and played with his mobile phone for a while and was bored and planning to leave first, Tang Jingsheng urged, "Remember to bring it to school tomorrow morning.

    " "What are you writing about?"

    Tang Shengjing didn't like Tang Qian, but he had to say that since she was brought back, she took the initiative to contract the homework that he didn't want to write even after being beaten to death.

    Although every time I write, I am very annoying, and I report the problem and the solution to him like a speaker, but at least every homework is written neatly for him, and the handwriting is quite beautiful. , it is pleasing to watch.

    Unlike what this kid wrote, it's annoying to read.

    The younger brother didn't lift his head and muttered in a low voice, "It's good to help you write, why are there so many demands."

    Tang Shengjing was choked and frowned.

    The younger brother was full of grievances and continued to say, "Isn't all your previous homework written for your sister Tang Niannian? I've seen it before, and the layout is so beautiful. It's worthy of being the school flower of our school, and the words are just like her."