Chapter 7 Don't Buy a Computer or a House

The early morning sun was not too glaring, it shone into the car from the car window, and just shone on Cao Mengyuan's tender cheeks. The originally fair and tender skin seemed to glow with golden light.

I don't know who opened the car window, and a gust of wind blew up Cao Mengyuan's silky long hair on her shoulders. She pinned it behind her ear with a slender hand, and coupled with her delicate facial features, the whole picture was in Shen Dapeng's eyes. Slow playback like an old movie!

Beautiful, beautiful!

There is no femininity and affectation, and there is no enchanting and charming.

In Shen Dapeng's eyes, it was full of the innocence and freshness of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and Cao Mengyuan's unique indifference, which was in stark contrast to the sexy and charming woman in his memory.

I heard by chance at the class reunion in the previous life that Cao Mengyuan was arranged by the family to marry a young man from a rich family. At the beginning, the two of them got along quite well, but the young master was naturally romantic and became less and less interested in Cao Mengyuan, so Although Cao Mengyuan looks glamorous, her life is not comfortable.

Shen Dapeng thought back to the sexy stunner who looked beautiful but frowning at the class reunion, and then looked at the young beauty in front of him, but he couldn't connect with him at all.

Seeing that Shen Dapeng was staring at her intently, Cao Mengyuan's face suddenly flushed, and she didn't stop for a moment, she picked up her schoolbag and walked quickly to the car door.

The beautiful picture in front of him was no longer there, Shen Dapeng also regained his composure, and shook his head mockingly, thinking that he has lived two lifetimes, how could his soul be taken away by a little woman?

Thinking about it, he also picked up his schoolbag and got out of the car. Looking at Cao Mengyuan's back, without thinking about it, he said completely subconsciously: "Wait for me..."

"Um?"

Hearing Shen Dapeng's voice from behind, Cao Mengyuan turned her head in astonishment, did not speak, but pointed at herself, did she mean to call her?

In Cao Mengyuan's impression, Shen Dapeng has always been a relatively introverted boy, and he almost never took the initiative to talk to him. What happened today? First he stared at himself in a daze with fiery eyes, and then stopped himself!

Seeing Cao Mengyuan's surprised expression, Shen Dapeng also suddenly realized that although he and Cao Mengyuan were classmates, they were not familiar with each other. They had hardly had any interaction in the past, and the sudden enthusiasm they showed now seemed really abrupt.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Shen Dapeng could only shake his head in embarrassment, indicating that he did not call her.

Cao Mengyuan walked forward step by step, but she still felt a pair of hot eyes staring at her from behind, so she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Seeing Cao Mengyuan's somewhat uneasy back, and then looking around at the familiar and friendly school, Shen Dapeng couldn't help but wry smile.

Although he still remembered which teaching building the class was in, he forgot the exact floor. He just wanted to ask Cao Mengyuan where the class's classroom was, but he also felt that this method of teasing girls was too substandard, almost at the kindergarten level .

"Aww...Brother Peng, Brother Peng, is your injury healed?"

When Shen Dapeng was in a daze, Li Zeyu rushed to him from nowhere, shouting and bouncing around nervously.

Shen Dapeng didn't respond yet, but Cao Mengyuan heard it, and looked back strangely, Shen Dapeng was injured?

Only then did she notice that there was a Band-Aid on Shen Dapeng's forehead.

The moment Cao Mengyuan turned her head, Li Zeyu also found Cao Mengyuan, and immediately danced excitedly, pointing at Cao Mengyuan and exclaiming: "Brother Peng, you are starting to play tricks now? Are you going to tell her about the beating because of her yesterday?" gone?"

"Calm down for a while, don't talk nonsense!"

Shen Dapeng kicked Li Zeyu's ass hard.

"Hey, I hide..."

Li Zeyu dodged Shen Dapeng's attack with a flash, and asked with a smile: "Brother Peng, did you get beaten when you went home last night? When you were in the hospital,

I can see that Uncle Shen's expression is not quite right! "

"I didn't get beaten! However, I still have to thank you for what happened yesterday!"

With an extremely serious expression, Shen Dapeng walked towards the school with his arms around Li Zeyu's shoulders.

Li Zeyu wondered, did Brother Peng get beaten up stupidly? There is nothing to thank for such a small matter. The body followed Shen Dapeng into the school gate, but his face was extremely reluctant, complaining: "Oh! The third year of high school is really boring, and I have to make up classes during the summer vacation, so I can't go to the computer room to play games!"

"Big head, do you have any dreams?"

Shen Dapeng suddenly asked inexplicably.

"Yes, of course I have a dream! I want to make money, make a lot of money, and then hug left and right like the rich people on TV!"

As he spoke, he still hugged Shen Dapeng's shoulder tightly.

Shen Dapeng smiled and shook his head, it's nice to be young!

You can speak freely and unscrupulously, even if you do something you regret, you can also comfort yourself that it was a mistake made by young people, and there is still enough time to make up for everything.

"Actually, I also know that based on my academic performance, I will not be admitted to university at all, so I want to discuss with my family, rent a house behind the school, buy a few good computers, open a computer room, and compete with the current one. !"

Li Zeyu's expression was serious, and he didn't seem to be joking. For the word "self-knowledge", he did it.

Shen Dapeng cast a sideways glance at Li Zeyu, remembering that in his previous life, he opened a computer room with a big head, and then expanded it step by step, and finally opened an e-sports center in Zhongguancun.

Perhaps, this is also a good choice for Li Zeyu, who has the lowest academic performance!

Recalling that Li Zeyu said he wanted to rent the house behind the school, it was just some ordinary dilapidated one-story house, which is not worth a lot of money now. Later, developers came to build buildings in the county, and the value of those one-story houses increased exponentially!

"You need hundreds of thousands to open a computer room, right? If you really want to make money, you don't need to open any computer room. You can buy all the dozen bungalows behind the school!"

Shen Dapeng remembers clearly that at that time, a good computer cost more than 10,000 yuan, and the bungalow behind the school also cost more than 10,000 yuan. The computer will be scrapped over time, but the house will increase in value several times!

Li Zeyu didn't speak, but just looked at Shen Dapeng blankly.

Seeing this, Shen Dapeng shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as you remember my words, you don't have to drive a BMW in the future!"

"I can still drive a BMW? Brother Peng, don't be kidding me."

Li Zeyu still didn't understand what Shen Dapeng meant, so he went to Shen Dapeng's side: "Why do you ask me to buy a house? What's the use of that thing? Why don't I stop renting it and buy one instead of a computer?"

"You can do whatever you want!"

Seeing that he couldn't explain it to Li Zeyu, Shen Dapeng had no choice but to give up.

He can't tell Li Zeyu that a developer will come to the county to build a building in a few years, and his house will increase ten times, right? Then he must not be regarded as mentally ill by Li Zeyu?

Shen Dapeng and Li Zeyu entered the classroom without saying a word. As soon as they entered the classroom door, they saw Cao Mengyuan sitting in the first row facing the podium.

In the third year of high school, only the top students with the best studies can get the position in the middle and the front, and those with poor grades like Shen Dapeng and Li Zeyu can only fend for themselves in the back.