Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 301 You fucking drink!

Yang Guang wanted to teach Qian Lang a lesson when he arrived at school, and show off his masculinity in front of Xiao Ling, but Zhang Yang's appearance directly disrupted his plan.

Looking at Qian Lang, who had mischievous eyebrows, Yang Guang suddenly thought of a good idea.

Yang Guang and his group discussed for a while, then walked quickly to Qian Lang.

Qian Lang was rejected again and again, and he couldn't help feeling a little disheartened.

Seeing Zhang Yang and Xiao Ling dancing happily in the middle of the playground, Qian Lang stomped his feet angrily.

"This classmate, you must be Qian Lang, right?"

Qian Lang turned around and saw three well-dressed men looking at him with smiles on their faces. Judging from their exquisite attire, they must be the children of wealthy families.

"Who are you?" Qian Lang frowned slightly and asked.

Yang Guang chuckled: "My servant, Yang Guang, my father is the chairman of Junhua Group."

"Junhua Group?" Upon hearing the name, Qian Lang was really taken aback. Junhua Group is one of the top ten commercial groups in Donghai City, and its strength is very strong. Than.

"So it's Mr. Yang, I've admired him for a long time!" Qian Lang quickly flattered Yang Guang with a smile on his face: "Mr. Yang, why don't you find a partner to dance with today is such a good night?"

Yang Guang's face turned cold immediately, and he stepped forward and grabbed Qian Lang's shoulder forcefully: "Qian Lang, I heard that you have been pestering Xiao Ling recently, it seems that you don't know that Xiao Ling is my woman!"

"Huh?" Qian Lang was taken aback for a moment: "Isn't she a flamboyant woman?"

"Fart!" Yang Guang slapped Qian Lang on the forehead: "That bastard Zhang Yang tricked Xiao Ling away with his sharp teeth, but Xiao Ling still belongs to me in the end!"

Qian Lang was taken aback, and quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, your father is Yang Junhua, you are right!"

"That's about the same!" Yang Guang touched Qian Lang's forehead gently, and said with a smile, "I appreciate you very much. If you are willing to do something for me, I can reward you with my friendship!"

"What's the matter? Please tell me!" The purpose of Qian Lang's father sending him to the business school is to let him build relationships with wealthy families as much as possible. Now that the son of the Junhua Group has taken the initiative to show his favor, Qian Lang naturally does not hesitate. want to seize the opportunity.

Yang Guang nodded, and then took out the pack of powerful laxatives from his pocket: "That Zhang Yang is extremely arrogant because he knows a little bit of kung fu, I want you to pour this pack of laxatives into his wine glass and kill him." Sharpness!"

"Ah? This..." Qian Lang took the laxative bag awkwardly, full of hesitation.

During the day, Zhang Yang just ate his dimples, so he didn't dare to touch the tiger's butt anymore.

"Why, don't you want to?" Yang Guang's face suddenly became gloomy: "I heard people say that you don't know much about business school, you only know how to pick up girls and build relationships. The relationship between my father and the principal is very close." Okay, if I talk to my dad, do you think you can still stay in business school?"

Qian Lang's father spent a lot of money to send him to the business school. If he was kicked out of school like this, he would have no way to explain to his father when he went back.

Thinking of how he got angry with Zhang Yang today, Qian Lang gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I will do as you say!"

After finishing speaking, Qian Lang took the laxative and timidly walked towards Zhang Yang's seat.

"Finally we found a scapegoat." Yang Guang chuckled, and stood quietly waiting to watch the show.

The people present were either dancing or chatting in their seats, but no one noticed that Qian Lang was quietly moving towards Zhang Yang's seat.

Seeing that no one was looking at him, Qian Lang immediately took out the medicine bag, tore it open quickly, and poured it into Zhang Yang's cup.

At this moment, Xiao Ling, who was dancing with Zhang Yang, caught a glimpse of Qian Lang who was sitting on Zhang Yang's seat from the corner of her eye. Since there were more empty seats there, Qian Lang was particularly conspicuous there.

"Xiaoling, what's the matter?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile seeing that Xiao Ling's expression was a little strange.

Just as Xiao Ling was about to talk about Qian Lang, Qian Lang immediately left Zhang Yang's seat, looking like he was just passing by.

"It's nothing, let's continue dancing!" Xiao Ling shook her head lightly and said with a smile.

After a while, the song ended, and everyone at the scene applauded spontaneously. Afterwards, Zhang Yang and Xiao Ling returned to their seats and sat down.

"Drink, drink!" Yang Guang, who was hiding in the crowd, stared at Zhang Yang intently, and kept saying like he was chanting a mantra.

Zhang Yang seemed to be feeling a little thirsty, so he picked up his glass and was about to take a sip. Suddenly, several female classmates came over and asked to take a photo with Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang smiled and put down his glass.

"Master draftsman, why don't you come sooner or later, why come at this time!" Seeing this, Yang Guang and the three of them couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

At this moment, Qian Lang passed through the crowd and ran to Yang Guang's side, heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Young Master Yang, the matter is settled, look..."

"I know, I know, you go away first!" Yang Guang pushed Qian Lang aside impatiently, and looked at Zhang Yang intently.

After Zhang Yang took a photo with his female classmate, he picked up the wine glass again.

"Drink, drink, drink..."

Just as Zhang Yang brought the cup to his lips, suddenly several male classmates came over and offered to shake hands with Zhang Yang, and then started talking with him.

"Hold the grass, you fucking drink it, can you still do it!"

Yang Guang and his party hid in the crowd, looking at Zhang Yang, anxious.

After Zhang Yang chatted with several male classmates, he picked up the wine glass again. At this time, the sexy female teacher suddenly walked to the center of the stage with a microphone, and said with a smile: "I want to tell everyone that our principal, Mr. Wu Keqiang, is coming to the ball." At the scene, please applaud everyone!"

"Your uncle..." Seeing Zhang Yang put down his wine glass again, Yang Guang almost collapsed on the ground.

Yang Guang wanted to see Zhang Yang make a fool of himself in his dreams, why is this wish more difficult than his mother's earning [-] million first!
Accompanied by a group of teachers and other leaders, Principal Wu Keqiang came to the ball to welcome the applause of thousands of students.

When Wu Keqiang came to the scene, he first gave a long and stinky leadership speech. Anyway, it was the core values ​​of socialism, and he studied the clichés of making progress every day. Not many people took it seriously.

After speaking, the principal let everyone continue to have fun, and then walked towards Xiao Ling quickly.

"Xiao Ling, how do you feel at school recently? Are there any difficulties?" Wu Keqiang asked Xiao Ling with a smile.

Xiao Ling smiled slightly and shook her head: "Thanks to your care, I am fine at school, and my father also told me not to cause trouble to you, the principal."

Wu Keqiang nodded in satisfaction: "With a daughter like you, your father must be very proud!"

Just as he was talking, Wu Keqiang suddenly noticed a handsome man sitting beside Xiao Ling. He took a closer look and found that it was Zhang Yang!

(End of this chapter)