Chapter 95

"Show your chest?" Simon looked down at his pair of plump cushions. "Don't even think about it! They're mine!"

Then, she looked at Qin Yuyao maliciously: "Ru Yao, why don't you sacrifice?"

Qin Yuyao's hand clutching his chest made more effort and shook his head vigorously: "impossible!"

"Also..." XiMenqing thought for a long time and finally gave up the cute selling method. Just sent a microblog to receive customized songs with the number of "Tsing Yi yeast", and then forwarded it with the number of "cartoonist love".

The essay is also boastful: her song is very good.

Not surprisingly, as soon as the microblog was forwarded, a large number of comments appeared, as if these people stared at her microblog without eating and working 24 hours.

"Dragon chair!"

"Kick it off!"

"So fast? Devil!"

"Eh? It turns out that you are also a fan of the godmother."

"For everyone's sake, I just... I just... Don't think I'll forgive you! Give me back ah Zhu!"

"Do you think this can divert my attention? One person's blood book, ask for the resurrection of ah Zhu!"

"That's right. Qiao Feng is already so miserable. How can you bear to destroy his last spiritual sustenance?"

"Three blood books! By the way, lick the teacher in the front row."

"Four people's blood book, I lick it too."

……

Licking the dog may be late, but it won't be absent. Simon Qing wanted to send a message: promise me not to be a licking dog again, okay?

But she thought about it. It's probably useless to send it. Maybe these guys will only lick it more happily?

"Forget it, just lick it if you like. Anyway, you can't lick me across the screen." XiMenqing still focuses on the microblog of yeast and wants to see if there is a private letter to invite songs with her.

But unfortunately, most of them still urge her to update the video of station B, whether original or cover.

"Do you think I can generate electricity with love?" Simon sighed. "Me too... I want the right meal."

Without money, where does she get the strength to sing?

Turn it around. Occasionally, there are a few songs you want to buy. But the price is low, not to mention, it is still the kind of outright buyout, which is completely the new price.

Although "Tsing Yi yeast" is indeed a newcomer, how can XiMenqing regard these misers after experiencing the big boss of Xie Feiyan?

"They are all good businessmen. Just trying to squeeze me, even if I'm hungry, I won't be cheap to you." XiMenqing complained.

Just as she was going to endure this month, a private letter suddenly attracted her attention.

The ID of the sender is "17-year-old girl loves molars".

"Hello, can you really customize songs according to my requirements? The price is easy to discuss. Is 100000 a song enough?"

"Isn't this guy a liar?" Simon Qing couldn't believe it when he saw this private letter. Who brought his own price as soon as he came up? It's just a little white.

And the opening is 100000. Does this guy have too much money to spend?

However, with the idea of having a try and not getting pregnant, Ximen Qing replied: "the price is enough, but how can we deal? Do you want to meet and sign a contract?"

The other party almost immediately replied:

"No."

"You tell me the micro signal."

"I transfer money directly."

"That's it."

This sentence is also divided into sections. It seems to be an acute child.

Ximen Qing thought about it and thought that thanks had been added anyway. It was all right to add another person, so he told the other party the wechat.

After the two sides added, XiMenqing immediately heard a Ding Dong.

She opened it and found that the message suggested that the other party had turned 100000 yuan.

"Mom! What the hell!" she was really startled. Is it the latest immortal jump? Transfer it to her first and then sue her for fraud?

She didn't dare to collect money. She just sent a message and asked, "Why are you making money now? You're not afraid that I'll black you with the money."

As a result, the other party actually replied, "I believe you."

After a few seconds, he added: "the person who sings such a good song will not be a liar."

"Is this an inexperienced rich second generation?" Simon couldn't help thinking.

However, with the screenshot of the dialogue, she was relieved to accept 100000 yuan. Anyway, she didn't mean to pit people's money.

"Come on, what kind of songs do you want to customize?"

"Anything?"

"Yes."

XiMenqing thought that the other party would put forward conditions soon. As a result, he waited for a long time and didn't wait for a reply.

"Is this sleeping?" she put her cell phone aside, turned on the TV and watched the news.

At the same time, Wulin City, Xixi private high school.

A girl with blond hair is running nervously in the corridor with her mobile phone.

"Hey! That classmate! What's running in the corridor!" a new teacher was about to stop her, but he was pulled into the classroom by several students in his class.

"What are you doing?!" the new teacher was naturally very angry when he was dragged hard for no reason. "Do you still look like a student?"

"Teacher, we're saving you," said a classmate who pulled him in. "You know, you're so close to dying on the spot."

Then he compared the action of pinching ants with his thumb and index finger.

Another classmate with him also nodded.

"Ha?" the teacher looked confused and forced, "what do you mean? Do you curse the teacher like this? You are still a student of No. 1 high school in the city?"

The classmate shook his head: "teacher, correct your misunderstanding. Our school is indeed the No. 1 high school in the city, but it is not the first in academic performance. Compared with the enrollment rate, we have to admit that it is still better than No. 2 middle school. Our first... Refers to the value of force."

"What, what?" the new teacher almost thought he had heard wrong.

"Did you enter our school without knowing anything?" instead, the two students were surprised. "Go and ask, which high school in Wulin city has not been beaten by us? In addition, why can you come to us for high salary as soon as you graduate? Don't you have a little force in your heart? It's because the teacher is not beaten enough."

"What, fa..." the new teacher is a teacher of corrupt language. He widened his eyes and felt that he was ridiculed. Besides, he also heard a terrible thing.

No wonder at the orientation meeting, other teachers looked at themselves so strangely, and others asked them to buy more insurance.

The two students looked at him sympathetically and comforted him: "in short, you should be careful not to be seriously injured. For example, just now, she is the top of our school. Beating the headmaster is like beating the grandson. Don't mess with her."