Chapter 1 When people are poor, they breathe wrong(1/2)
The world is a bitch, showing beauty to the rich.
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In the hot July, the city is as stuffy as a steamer.
Wang Yan was bare-armed and laying in a rattan chair under the shade of the trees in his yard, so hot that he stuck out his tongue.
The stomach is still suffering from a slight pain. I drank and vomited twice yesterday, and the sequelae continue until now. I am a little hungry, but I can't eat anything, so I feel so uncomfortable.
The cell phone next to him suddenly rang, and Wang Yan connected weakly.
"Hello?"
"Wang'er! He Meng's school entrance banquet is scheduled for No. 2, you must have gone there, right?"
Wang Yonglei's duck voice came from the loudspeaker. The excitement sounded like he wanted to...
Wang Yan can understand Wang Yonglei's excitement.
He Meng is one of the three most beautiful flowers among this year's graduates of Experimental High School. He has slender waists and long legs, fair skin and beautiful appearance. He is the goddess in the hearts of many boys.
However, the reply is two words that are completely opposite to the emotions.
"Don't go!"
"Ah?" Wang Yonglei was a little confused, "It's true? That's the beauty He! Take a look at it and take a look, what are you thinking?"
"I'm not a member of the same place at all, why are you going to do?" Wang Yan was a little annoyed.
"Tsk tsk...Wang'er, did you get stimulated at Liu Weilong's school entrance banquet yesterday? Didn't I say, do you want to be so stingy? What a big deal..."
What a big deal?!
It’s not you who are wronged, but you don’t feel sorry for beating other people’s children, right?
Wang Yan didn't want to go to Liu Weilong's school entrance banquet yesterday.
Although the two are classmates, they each have their own circles in the class and have basically no intersection in the past.
Liu Weilong and He Meng's small circle are all children from rich families. Wang Yan is a poor peasant from middle school and has a personality that never kneels down and licks. If he can't get along, he will just stay away from him.
But when someone invited him, Wang Yonglei kept instigating him. Wang Yan finally chose to participate in the idea of having a classmate and having a fewer gatherings.
The result is not good at all.
Wang Yan’s red envelope was given according to the standards of ordinary families. 200 yuan is indeed not much, but the other party only needs 200 yuan to return the gift, which is a gift exchange.
It was a normal consideration, but a few snobs were slapdated and they were spit out twice.
Until now, when Wang Yan thinks of those ridicule, he still feels very angry.
"Dalong arranged a five-star hotel, not counting wine, a table of dishes costs more than 2,000 yuan, and it will be worth 200 gifts? You are so nice!"
"That's right, are you eating and drinking?"
"I want me to tell you that Dalong doesn't need your 200 yuan. Come on, let's get one! If the money is not in place, you must have the sincerity of congratulations, right?"
The young man was so proud that he was unable to get out of his way at that time, but Wang Yan was not stupid. After he came back, he swears: In the future, the family will not go to the school banquet for these guys!
Why?
You have to show off when you get into a good university, and you have to show off when your girlfriend looks good. Now you have to be trampled on even if you do what you can?!
Are you all over full?
Especially when Liu Weilong pretended to say, "Actually, your application is filled out very wisely. Although Xingcheng Normal University is a second-tier university, the proportion of girls is high. Any kind of boy can find a girlfriend and you don't have to worry about being single." Wang Yan really wanted to slap her in the face.
Don't you just have some money at home?
If I had so much money, I would have been able to catch up with He Meng!
Even if you have money, you won’t spend it!
Yesterday's experience was so unpleasant that Wang Yan would definitely not feel uncomfortable at He Meng's school entrance banquet again.
It’s not that I’m afraid, I just don’t want to deal with those superior dogs anymore.
As for He Meng, just treat it as a dream in high school...
Wang Yan felt a little sad when he thought about finally ending his three-year secret love, but he also understood that it was inevitable.
I was too lazy to argue with Wang Yonglei anymore, so I directly cut off the other party's persuasion: "Stop! I will definitely go to treat you. Just forget He Meng and the others, I can't afford to climb. Bye!"
After hanging up the phone, Wang Yan threw his cell phone aside, sneering and shook his head.
I really don't have a B-digit number in my heart.
What are you doing?
Like a clown, she was teased by those guys with great superiority, just to lick her face and say a few words to He Meng, and then go home with the fragrance of her body to fantasize?!
Gujiao is a mining city filled with nouveau riche. The commercial center with every inch of land and the scar-like urban village stands intersected. Your and my family are the epitome of millions of urban farmers. They live in low shantytowns where there is no sunshine during the day!
In such a money society full of impetuous aura, the gap between you and He Meng cannot be filled in [classmate relationship]!
When people are poor, they breathe wrongly.
You don't understand, but I understand.
There seemed to be a flame in Wang Yan's chest, and he was angry and upset.
At this moment, a crisp reminder suddenly sounded in my mind.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for being selected by the Life Department God System]
【As the master of the God-Rare System, your breathing is all about strength】
【Current system level: Level 1】
[Each breath will receive a cash reward of 5 cents]
【Upgrade experience: 0/10000】
[Note 1: You can gain 1 experience by investing, giving, and spending 1 yuan. Loaning, repayment, transfer and other behaviors will not generate experience]
[Note 2: System money is increased and transferred in seconds, without limiting the number of times, without limiting the account, absolutely safe]
[More functions will be opened after the system is upgraded]
Goddess System?!
Wang Yan was stunned for a while, repeatedly confirmed that it was not an illusion, and his face slowly turned red.
Feng Shui takes turns, and I will come to my house this year!
Is my brother finally going to become the most beautiful baby in the village and reach the peak of his life?
After being excited for a long time, Wang Yan gradually accepted the luck falling from the sky and turned his attention back to the system itself.
Department of life?
Breathing is strength?
Wang Yan's heart moved, stared at the panel, and gasped in a hurry.
"Huff!"
Sticking his tongue, gasping quickly like a dog, and sure enough, the money figures in the system panel began to soar.
5555…
The average is 1 cent per second.
When he tried hard to earn 10 yuan, Wang Yan rolled his eyes and fell on the rattan chair, lying in a half-dead corpse.
Ma Dan, doing this is just a joke about your life. When you earn the first 10,000 yuan in your life, just prepare the funeral!
After resting for almost the same amount, Wang Yan changed his mind and prepared to test the number of breaths per minute under normal conditions.
Breathe flat and count silently.
As a result, I suddenly couldn't breathe, either fast or slow. After a while, my face turned red again.
Wang Yan was simply laughing and crying.
Once you get involved with money, is breathing a very difficult skill?
“Be more natural, relax, relax!”
Wang Yan muttered to cheer himself up and started trying again.
Try to empty your mind and don’t focus on your breathing. After a few minutes, you will finally get a rough number.
Take about 20 breaths per minute, which means you can get 1 yuan per minute.
The numbers seem not high, but Wang Yan was shocked when he calculated simply.
It costs about 1,440 yuan a day!
“YES!YES!YES!”
Wang Yan jumped up, and the yard was circling around, constantly punching the air, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Finally, just rush to the kitchen, scoop up a basin of water, pour it from head to toe, making it cool.
To be continued...