Your Teacher I, am Hella Rich

Ji Xiaoli originally thought that the boss of Vietnam would take himself to a high-end hot pot restaurant to eat the legendary top hot pot of several thousand per capita. Who knew that the car turned a few corners in the alleys of Shanghai, and finally came to an old snack street. Ruan Feng got out of the car, Ji Xiaoli kept up, and the two went into a simple-looking hotpot restaurant called "Old Liu Chaoshan Hotpot".

As soon as I entered the shop, I saw a long iron chopping board. Ji Xiaoli was startled, with a dozen fresh beef hanging above the chopping board. Not at all like a hot pot restaurant, but like a slaughterhouse. Some customers shouted "Master, come to hang the dragon." The chef picked up a large kitchen knife, dropped it by hand, and cut a fresh plate on the spot. The waiter brought it to the table.

Ji Xiaoli was stunned.

Still have this way of eating? !!

Ruan Fenghe asked for a box and ordered a few plates of beef.

Ji Xiaoli was a little restrained at first. After the meat was cooked in the pot, he tasted: "It's delicious!"

Ruan Fenghe choked the meat and put another piece in Ji Xiaoli's plate.

Ji Xiaoli: "Will you come to this place to eat?"

Ruan Fenghe raised an eyebrow: "Where should I go?"

Ji Xiaoli did not hesitate to think about it, and made a gesture: "Just one kind of pot for each person, with abalone shark fins inside, and a waiter helping you with dishes."

Ruan Fenghe laughed softly, with some breath sounds, which sounded particularly su. "I didn't break my hand. Is it not tasty here?"

"good to eat!"

"Eat."

Ji Xiaoli thought: Where is this delicious question? Not only is it delicious, the point is that he can also afford it!

Ji Xiaoli was not very smart to study since he was a child. He also worked hard to get a copy of the college entrance examination, but he was well educated by Ji's father, Ji's mother. The old couple was particularly enthusiastic. In the past, Ji and Dad wanted to invite friends for dinner. They all quietly threw money to Ji Xiaoli to let the children use the excuse to go to the toilet and settle the bill.

Ji Xiaoli did the same this time. Seeing that he was almost finished, he put his chopsticks: "I'm going to the toilet."

Ruan Fenghe looked up at him.

Ji Xiaoli left with his mobile phone, passed the toilet, and came to the bar: "I'll pay the bill."

The waiter looked at him somehow: "Sir, it's already settled."

"what?"

"I keep my card here, and it is automatically swiped every time I order."

Ji Xiaoli brushed his head, Ruan Feng and the white down jacket with his arm around him, came over. He smiled slightly: "Do you want to eat?"

Ji Xiaoli: "..."

Dad, it ’s not that your son does n’t want to check out.

It was only eight o'clock after the two had finished eating.

It's getting dark in winter, and it's time to start helping out in the game. After dinner, Ji Xiaoli said, "Let's go home quickly, we will help out soon. Today, we will laugh at the sword!"

Ruan Feng looked at him calmly.

"what happened?"

Ruan Feng was silent, "Nothing, let's go home."

Ji Xiaoli got into the car and rubbed his fists: "I'm going to beat the knife dog into a mallet!"

Once at home, Ji Xiaoli said hello and got out of the car. Ruan Fenghe sat in the car and looked at his back, and sighed helplessly. When Ji Xiaoli arrived at the second uncle's house, there were only ten minutes left to help. He was anxious to send a message to Ruan Fenghe's WeChat.

[Grilled and roasted duck: Tuer, you can see the spring and that number in Shangyue, without you killing the sword knife, and the Beiyuan! 】

[My sand sculpture apprentice: When you meet, you never seem to call me a disciple. 】

Ji Xiaoli's scalp was tight: nonsense, looking at Ruan Feng and that face, where did he dare to shout. It's just talking online.

[My sand sculpture apprentice: Come on, today I direct. 】

Entering the help map, standing on the tower, Ji Xiaoli saw Beiyuan from the sky and standing beside him.

According to Pigeon, Beiyuan is also a rich young girl who looks pretty good. But the more boss just didn't like her.

Ji Xiaoli couldn't help asking: [What do you think the boss likes more? 】

Braised Pigeon: [I wonder, maybe he likes to be smarter? I heard that he has a very high education, and he likes high education, Qingbei, Ivy? So I did not like Beiyuan. 】

An ordinary Ji Xiaoli is as quiet as a chicken, afraid to speak.

At this time, the sound of Yuejianchun and Wenrun came from the headphones.

"Kill Beiyuan first."

Ji Xiaoli's eyes brightened: "Good!"

The average strength of the imperial court was higher than that of the sword. This time, the boss of Yue also personally directed and participated in the battle. Sword Sword Laugh was beaten into a Pippi Shrimp. Borrowing a knife, the Beiyuan couple died into twists, and the two did not get up when lying on the ground.

However, almost halfway through, the two big nanny in the imperial gang had a temporary problem and could not play the game. Without two **** on the leaderboard, the situation changed instantly, and Sword Sword laughed.

[Gang] Protect our meat buns: lying down, this can be tidy, just me and my wife, I ca n’t hold you.

Ji Xiaoli was also anxious, at which time he received a private letter.

[Private chat] Yue Jianchunhe: Get on my number, milk tea and small crisp one. Account 153xxxxxxxx, password cyril910307.

[Private chat] Koshimi Harumi: Little gift?

Ji Xiaoli looked back.

[Teacher Lizheng salute: Here it comes! 】

Ji Xiaoli immediately went offline, put on the milk tea Xiaosu, and immediately joined the battlefield.

The milk tea small crisps filled the team's blood with their own strength.

Koshimi Haruka: "Milk tea, follow me."

Ji Xiaoli answered in his heart: OK!

The first full-service Huashan and the full-service first nurse, one holding a long sword and one waving Bai Lian, flew into the crowd hand in hand. Huashan, dressed in a white jersey, was beaten halfway with blood, and Emei in white gave him a full milk. Just like the human flesh harvester, the two cooperated tacitly to harvest heads in the crowd, killing a **** road in a blink of an eye.

The gang battle was a complete victory, and the sword-smiling player screamed angrily on the horn.

Emperor Pavilion was in a great mood.

A few players who knew the true identity of Xiaocha Xiaosu secretly trusted him.

[Braised suckling pigeon: lying down, Chunhe, are you so fierce when you double open? 】

Ji Xiaoli: [Cough, pigeon, I'm saluting. 】

[Sure enough! I said that Chun He could not kill two people even if he was fierce. 】

The gang battle ended, and everyone swept the battlefield, picking up equipment and props dropped on the ground. Ji Xiaoli looked at the white Emei in the computer screen, and somehow his hands were a little itchy. He is very skilled in using Emei's skills, not because of his talent, but because he also played an Emei.

Thinking of the long-lost Emei trumpet, Ji Xiaoli pouted and logged on.

Soon, on the computer screen, Emei, wearing a yellow martial arts costume, quietly waved Bai Lian, watching Ji Xiaoli, with a trace of resentment between his eyebrows.

Ji Xiaoli has n’t been on the account for three months. Now he is logged in. He still felt awkward, but remembered that Ruan Fenghe who had meat for himself tonight ...

"Nothing, he's not there anyway. It was a misunderstanding at the beginning."

Think of it this way, Ji Xiaoli enters the game happily.

As soon as he entered, he found that his mailbox was on.

It's been a long time since I went online, and there are still people sending messages to myself?

He opened it for a look.

[System] The player "Yoshimi Harumi" requests to add you as a friend and rejects it through or.

Application time: One month ago.

Ji Xiaoli looked at the news, hesitated for a long time, and passed.

Not long after.

[Private chat] Koshimi Harumi: Little gift?

[Private chat] The style of painting is clear and strange: Hey. What do you add my number ...

[Private chat] Yue Jianchunhe: Added a month ago.

Ji Xiaoli thought to myself, of course I knew you added it a month ago. At that time, I didn't know that Boss Yue was my sand sculpture apprentice, and I was foolish to tell you everything. But why did you add me?

[Private chat] Yoshimi Harumi: Some words can only be said to this number.

[Private chat] The style of painting is clear and strange :? ? ?

[Private chat] Yue Jianchunhe: Master, I forgot about you, sorry.

The fingers holding the mouse tightened sharply.

Three months ago, "Qing Qi Qing Qi" was also the top 20 big nanny in the first section of "Xia Ke Xing". Overnight, she suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a new Huashan "teacher stands salute" appeared in Xia Ke Xing.

At this moment, the style of painting has become an obscure little nurse.

And Yue Jianchun said to her: I'm sorry.

Ji Xiaoli opened her package.

Everything in the package was destroyed when he abandoned the number, leaving only 520 golden fireworks. That was for him to confess to his apprentices. He destroyed all the best equipment and the best props in the package, but he was not willing to throw any of these fireworks.

[Painting style: You, come here. 】

[Yoshimi Haruka: Okay. 】

Without asking why, a few seconds later, Yue Jianchun and Ji Xiaoli's team came to his side.

Little Emei, wearing the simplest yellow martial arts service, took out a firework from the parcel and clicked on the head button of Koshimi Harumi to light the firework.

[System] The player "paints the style clearly" and sets off fireworks to the player "Yuejianchunhe".

[System] The player "paints the style clearly and strangely" fires fireworks to the player "Yoshimi Harumi", willing to win one's heart ...

...

Golden fireworks bloom in the dark night sky.

On the outskirts of Xiliang City, Ji Xiaoli once uttered the words "I want to hack Yumiyaharu and that turtle grandson" in front of the sectarian base. The person he was going to hack was standing beside him. Ji Xiaoli over and over 520 for him Fireworks.

Each value is 128 soft sister coins.

Worse than his number.

The world has already exploded the pot.

[World] Reporter in front of you: The fireworks, 128 fireworks must be selected in a team in order to be released to someone alone. How many fireworks are there!

[World] I'm not a bald donkey: 520! I counted them one by one, mom, 520! !! !!

[World] Xunnan Yan: I have never seen this Emei. Who is she? Actually, she teamed with Boss Yue alone and returned 520 fireworks to Boss Yue. At the beginning, Beiyuan also issued 520 pink horns, each 28 yuan. This Emei is too scary. What if the boss doesn't accept her? A lot of money, begging the rich woman to support me!

On the horn, there are countless players eating melon online.

[Trumpet] Braised Pigeon Pigeon: Who is the style of the painting? I have never seen it.

[Speaker] Protect our meat pack: Chunhe actually and her 25, who is this?

[Speaker] Lao Wan: Rich woman, please support me. I am 18 this year. My skin is beautiful and my face is white. The boss is far worse than me.

Ji Xiaoli felt embarrassed after seeing the fireworks, seeing Yue Jianchun and not speaking.

[Team] The style of painting is clear and strange: That ... ha ha, don't you mind, truer, this is what I bought at first, I didn't throw it. Seeing that there was still waste in the package, I just left it. Let ’s just say that the two of us, the master and the apprentice, have formed a regiment tonight. What about this firework?

The next second, a golden system message floated over Ji Xiaoli's head.

[System] Player "Yue Jian Chun He" sets off fireworks to player "Painting style", wishing to win one's heart and keep their heads apart.

[System] Player "Etsumi Harumi" ...

Ji Xiaoli was completely lost.

1,314 golden fireworks, lighting the entire Xiliang City like daylight.

Some players have already discovered the location of Ji Xiaoli and Yue Jianchun, and they sent the coordinates to the world, and players rushed over to watch.

After seeing 1314 fireworks, Harumi Koshimi, a line appeared on the heads of the two.

[Speaker] Beiyuan: Yue Jianchunhe, what do you mean? At the beginning, you horned and said, you will not find objects in the game. Ha ha, the original boss turned out to be indifferent, what he said was like farting.

Looking at this, Ji Xiaoli was even more disgusted with Beiyuan. He hadn't had time to tweet.

[Trumpet] Yoshimi Harumi: The object is you, and you won't find it. But if it was him, it would be different.