World Hopping: Avenge Our Love

Song Yucheng has reported to the police about the goddamn inflatable doll, and made troubles, and now he even brought it up to him again.Was it to show him face on purpose?

Feng Jin's face suddenly darkened, and his tone became gritted: "It's all right, it's up to you."

What he said was very cold, and his heart was full of fire, and he even started to calculate, it is best for Song Yucheng to ask him to go to his house today, as long as he goes, Song Yucheng will not feel better!

Hehe, inflatable doll?He wanted Song Yucheng to be an inflatable doll himself.

However, this was just Feng Jin's wishful thinking.Song Yucheng's next answer was what broke Feng Jin the most.

"It's not convenient for me. I'll send it back to you by courier when I get home. Another thing is, when will the balance of the inflatable doll be returned to me? I'm poor and waiting to eat."

Song Yucheng said this with a straight line, and he knew it was very sincere.However, inexplicably, in this situation, there is an indescribable sense of irony.

It goes without saying about Song Yucheng's situation.It is estimated that there is no one poorer than him in the whole school.And his grades and appearance are not outstanding, and he can't speak a few words with others throughout the year.But Feng Jin is different.

The proud son of heaven, the master of the school, a dignified, reserved, indifferent and alienated spirit, coupled with a face that girls say is prosperous and beautiful, the male protagonist who came out of a comic book.

But now he is being chased by someone like Song Yucheng asking for money.Of course, the point is still the inflatable doll that can't get over.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha..." I don't know who was the first to lose it, and then the whole class burst out laughing.

Feng Jin's face suddenly became extremely ugly.However, Song Yucheng deliberately licked the corners of his lips towards him, the mockery inside immediately made Feng Jin so angry that he wanted to tear Song Yucheng apart.

But right now in the class, it's not easy for him to make such an immediate move.It can only be tolerated temporarily.

But Song Yucheng didn't even look at him more. After sitting down, he took out the book again and started to review.As if learning makes me happy, I have nothing else to do but only want to learn.

This impeccable composure made Feng Jin more and more embarrassed.He walked out of the classroom angrily, dialed the phone, called his cousin, and asked his cousin to take someone with him, and when he turned around at night, he would clean up Song Yucheng properly.

"I'll tell you the time in advance, when the time comes, I'll hit you hard! I'll be responsible for killing people!" Feng Jin said in a loud tone, as if he could really deal with Song Yucheng with ease.

However, what he didn't know was that as soon as the call was made, the young man who was looking forward to meeting Song Yucheng had already received it.

"President Jian, look at this..." The secretary frowned, feeling very angry.Feng Jin just relied on how much money the Feng family had, so he did whatever he wanted.In fact, as far as their family's wealth is concerned, in front of young people, they are not as good as the nouveau riche living in the urban-rural fringe.

However, after the young man listened, he also suppressed a trace of anger in his eyes.Originally, the oolong incident at the hotel made him feel very upset.This Feng Jin didn't talk about being a man with his tail between his legs, but he dared to make a fool of himself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneered, "Call Feng Ruchun and tell him that if he doesn't care about his son, then I'll take care of bullying for him in the future, isn't he the only one who knows how? .”

"Yes!" The secretary agreed, and hurried down to work.

Five minutes later, Feng Jin in the school received a call from his father again, and there was no doubt that he scolded him head-on and face-to-face.

"Dad, what's going on here?" Feng Jin just felt that he was extremely unlucky, when did Song Yucheng's pitiful person deserve his father to call and scold him specially?

However, what his father said next completely blinded him.

"Jian Zhengyu personally came to ask, do you think this is still a trivial matter?"

"Jian Zhengyu?" Feng Jin was also stunned, completely uncomprehending, how could Song Yucheng, who was so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat, have anything to do with Jian Zhengyu?

Could this be teasing him?However, my father would not lie to himself. If he said that Jian Zhengyu had meddled in Song Yucheng's affairs, it must be true.After all, the identity of that person is not something that they can easily talk about.

Although there is only Jian Zhengyu in the Jian family, the wealth in Jian Zhengyu's hands is not limited to Huaguo, it is among the best in the world.As for Jian Zhengyu himself, he is admired by the entire investment circle.

So Song Yucheng met a nobleman?But what attracted Jian Zhengyu to such an ordinary person?

The more Feng Jin thought about it, the more irritable he became, and finally he simply pushed the table, got up and walked out of the classroom.I even started to think about whether to transfer schools immediately.Feng Jin could guess without even thinking about it. The conversation between himself and Song Yucheng just now would immediately become the laughing stock of the whole school.

He has grown up so much, he has never lost such a person!

He punched the wall hard, and the sense of humiliation lingering around him almost restrained him speechless, and his hatred for Song Yucheng almost became real.

However, when he was so angry, Song Yucheng was overjoyed.

oops!Finally so rich! ! !

Calculate the total price of the inflatable doll, minus the rewards on the website, Feng Jin will have to give him at least two thousand and eight to make up for the money.

What's more, Feng Jin is a wealthy young master after all, so he can't really give Ding Mao or Mao a fraction.He doesn't care if he rounds it up and gives him three thousand.

System: So my lord, what about your morals?

Song Yucheng: Poor people are not qualified to talk about moral integrity.

system:……

Successfully making his own small system speechless, Song Yucheng packed his things and prepared for the next exam.

For this exam, Song Yucheng paid special attention to it.Because before he took over the original body's body, the original body had been preparing for a long time.Although mathematics is not the original body's strong point, after working hard for so long, Song Yucheng hopes that his grades will improve this time.

Just try to get 110 points in the test first!Thinking of the perfect score of [-], Song Yucheng set a goal for himself.Then I greeted the exam with a very calm attitude.

Two hours passed quickly.Lived up to his long review, the paper was unexpectedly easy.Some were too difficult, but he still couldn't solve them.But those basic question types and misleading partial questions, he can easily grasp them.

There shouldn't be any problem, Song Yucheng estimated his score, and he had a bottom line in his mind.Then I went to the teacher and asked him for leave.

The teacher gave the fake very happily, and didn't even have the intention of contacting the police station to confirm the authenticity.It's not that I don't care, but because I trust enough.

In the teacher's eyes, Song Yucheng is that kind of typical good boy.Very worry-free and hard-working, the only drawback is that he is too ordinary and not smart enough.But it's not his fault, and Song Yucheng has tried his best.

"Be careful on the way back. If you have any difficulties, call the teacher as soon as possible. Don't be shy, you know?" Patting Song Yucheng on the shoulder, the teacher's advice was full of concern.She is also a mother, so many times she can't understand what Song Yucheng's parents are thinking.

The children have tried their best, and maybe they can't achieve the perfection they expected, but isn't it the best result in itself to grow up healthy and become a responsible and good person?Why do you do this to him.

But she is just a teacher, and she can't get too involved in some things, so she can only take care of Song Yucheng as much as possible.

"Thank you, I'm fine." Song Yucheng agreed before heading home.

That Tuanzi has been alone at home for half a day, and he was able to restrain himself when he had to take the exam.Now that I am free, it feels like grass has grown in my heart.Therefore, Song Yucheng took a taxi as soon as he left the school, and called the courier on the way, saying that he needed to pick up the package.

In fact, Song Yucheng didn't pay much attention to the existence of this inflatable doll at first, but now that there is a small one at home, he must pay attention.

Zai'er is smart at first glance, if he really finds out, it will have a terrible impact.Early childhood education must be done well. Such dirty things must not stain the eyes of children.

Thinking of this, Song Yucheng politely urged the driver, asking if his younger brother was alone at home, could he drive faster.

Five minutes later, Song Yucheng finally returned home.As soon as he opened the door, his right leg was thrown head-on by a soft ball.

"Brother, you're back!" The raised little face was full of excited smiles, as if hugging Song Yucheng, that is, hugging the candy in the world, the smoky gray eyes were exceptionally clear, clearly reflecting Song Yucheng, who was also full of smiling face.

"Baby~ Will you be scared when you're alone at home?" Song Yucheng lowered his head and hugged the soft dumpling, kissing her hard.

"No, I'm amazing, I can help my brother look after the house!" Proudly raising his head, today's milk dumpling is another swollen dumpling that feels that he is very powerful.

Song Yucheng was so teased by him that he planted another kiss on his forehead.The two of them walked into the house just like you kiss me, and I kiss you.If it wasn't for the courier to pick up the package, Song Yucheng would probably have to spend 10 minutes and a half an hour with this little dumpling.

"Okay baby, stay in the house for a while, brother has something to send."

"What is it?" The child was very curious.

"The kind that is not suitable for children. I will tell you when you grow up."

"Then, that's fine!" Although he was reluctant to separate from Song Yucheng, the child obediently agreed.

"I'll be back in 3 minutes." Reluctantly pinching the tip of his nose, Song Yucheng hurried to the cabinet in another room, took out the inflatable doll, wrapped it in a hotel sheet and sent it downstairs to the courier for pickup.

If this is an ordinary person, he must be ashamed of holding a blow-up doll.But Song Yucheng has gone through a lot of wind and waves, just such a small matter, it is nothing at all.But for some reason, Song Yucheng clearly felt a subtle sense of awkwardness during the process of going downstairs, as if something unexpected would happen soon.

"You said I wouldn't bump into Feng Jin right after I went downstairs!" Song Yucheng made a reasonable guess.

However, the system replied feebly: "Wouldn't it be better if we bumped into each other? You can ask for money directly."

"It makes sense!" Song Yucheng completely ignored the helplessness in the system's tone, and suddenly became very righteous again.

However, the moment he walked out of the building, his righteousness suddenly turned into an indescribable guilt.

Because the man walking towards him had a face he was very familiar with.The point is, because of the appearance of this man, Song Yucheng finally thought of why he felt very familiar with the dumplings at home before.

God Nima's is a dumpling version of Ludwig.As for the young man in front of him, he looked exactly like Ludwig from the first world.

So here comes the question, the other half of a widowed marriage suddenly appears, how can he greet him without being too awkward?

However, the system seemed to be afraid that Song Yucheng would not be confused enough, and added a more ruthless sentence: "Don't be cowardly, my lord, this is the big baby Yunxi you have been thinking about! [Let's go Pippi Shrimp]"