I’m A Baller

? "Pay me your melon!!!"

He Miaomiao responded quickly and...very directly.

Three exclamation marks made Wang Yan almost laugh.

Asked back: "Watermelon or cantaloupe?"

Huh? !

Is there a door? !

He Miaomiao lifted his spirits and typed two words without hesitation: "Watermelon!"

"The watermelon is gone."

gosh!

He Miaomiao immediately changed his mouth: "The cantaloupe will do too!"

"The cantaloupe is gone."

boom!

After a loud noise, all the students in the travel class looked in the direction of He Miaomiao, and saw the little fairy lowered her head, lying on the table, her shoulders twitching.

Xiao a was startled: "What's wrong with Miaomiao?"

"No, it's okay...hiss...knocking on the table...ha!"

He Miaomiao smiled and raised his head, his eyes burning with flames.

Wang Yan, you are dead!

While he was full of anger and crackling while typing, the **** on the other side suddenly sent another message.

"However, I still have two peaches and eight blueberries. They are now in our refrigerator. Do you want to eat them?"

⊙▽⊙Huh? !

Across the screen, He Miaomiao could hear Wang Yan's unhurried tone, and see the nasty smile of the dead **** who seemed to have everything under control.

No, I can't be subdued!

While gnashing his teeth, he was doing psychological construction for himself. As soon as Miao Miao bowed his head, he realized that the anger that had been struck out just now had been deleted...

It’s not me!

He Miaomiao watched his fingers not obey the instructions again, typed two words, clicked to send, and his heart was almost withered.

"Want to eat!"

Well, now that this is the case, then simply round up the momentum!

Send another message.

"Although in theory you are also a victim, you are a boy, and you have always been so shameless, so the victim is only me, and you should make up for me if you are reasonable and reasonable!"

Wang Yan couldn't laugh, and even planned to tease her again, suddenly remembering something.

Ask casually: "You already knew about the forum? Why didn't you take the initiative to find me?"

He Miaomiao replied in surprise: "I can't blame you, why are you looking for you?"

Hello, little fairy, how divided you are, do you know yourself? !

I still rely on me to make up for it, but I can't blame it right away?

The relationship is brought up by brother himself, which makes you feel that if you don't knock it smoothly, it is a missed opportunity, right?

Wang Dashao felt that the little fairy was more and more interesting, so he changed his mind and decided to give her some sweetness.

"Well, I will go to the library to read after my self-study next night, you can come to me, and the fruit will divide you half."

"I will look for you?!"

When he saw the text, He Miaomiao's eyes widened even appeared in Wang Yan's mind.

A smile came up at the corner of his mouth, Wang Dashao replied with an expression of "you are happy" and continued reading.

In the classroom, everyone was excitedly discussing how to play and what activities to engage in, but Wang Yan stayed alone in the corner. The years were quiet and time was spent studying.

Well, handsome.

...

After the evening self-study get out of class, the sand sculptures asked Wang Yan: "Brother, shall you go back to the bedroom?"

"I'm going to the library. You can help me get those two peaches and blueberries from the refrigerator."

After Wang Yan finished speaking, among the five, four of them secretly looked at each other, their eyes stunned.

"Okay, brother, you can read the book at ease, and my brother-in-law will send you fruit!"

Ruyu opened her mouth and sold Song Chen, and then bowed her head to send her eldest brother off.

Wang Yan walked slowly with the book in his hand, and sneered in his heart: "Small, I'm afraid I will go back to the bedroom and pull you four guarantees and one, right? !

Brother is not here, you can open the black as much as you want, right? !

Wait for brother!

My heart was silent and cruel, but on the surface smiling, Brother 303 is really getting darker...

Go to the second floor of the library and find a small reading room at random. After not much meeting, Song Chen came with fruit.

Sitting with him for a while, the little handsome boy didn't hold back his curiosity.

"Brother Wang, you are so rich, why do you have to fight like this?"

"Huh? Do you work hard?"

Wang Yan looked up wondering.

Song Chen's eyes were full of incredible: "Don't you fight?!"

"I didn't think it." The young man's tone was extremely casual, "Learning is actually quite interesting."

Song Chen couldn't understand at all, the little handsome guy is actually a scumbag.

"Textbooks and textbooks are like heavenly books, what's interesting?"

Wang Yan thought about it seriously, but didn't respond.

Talking about this with my brother-in-law is basically equivalent to playing the piano to a cow.

There are some things that can only be understood by experiencing.

Song Chen actually wanted to ask, but seeing He Miaomiao coming from a distance, he immediately got up.

"Brother Wang, the eldest lady came to you, I went back to the bedroom to play games with them."

"Ok, bye!"

Song Chen went out through the back door. He Miaomiao saw it and immediately understood that Wang Yan must be in that reading room.

He walked over quickly, but started to dawdle again at the door.

Strolling, carelessly, turning the magazine rustling, only a few big characters stuck on my forehead: I also read the book!

Wang Yan looked at his textbook silently, did not say anything, did not look up, just reached out his hand and took out a peach from the transparent plastic bag, snapped it down.

The juice overflowed instantaneously, revealing the white and reddish flesh, which looked so elastic, fragrant and sweet.

Gudong!

He Miaomiao's eyes were straight, and he didn't care about shaking slowly, and rushed to Wang Yan's side a few steps, and sat down across the table.

Although there was a desire in his eyes, He Miaomiao didn't do it directly, but solemnly confirmed: "Wang Yan, you have to divide me in half, do you count?"

Wang Dashao finally raised his head, his eyes full of smiles.

"Of course. I personally recommend you eat blueberries first."

How big can blueberries be?

And there are only eight in total.

He Miaomiao found it difficult to understand, and asked bluntly: "What do you think? It's like picking and picking things like that, and in the end just buying so many grains?"

I'm so disgusted, who is enough to eat?

Wang Yan smiled and reminded her: "You only have half."

"Humph!" The eldest lady wrinkled her nose and her mouth was hard, "I don't like blueberries much anyway!"

She picked out one that looked bigger, wiped it carefully, and delivered it to her mouth.

As soon as I bite it down and burst the juice, my eyes shined straight.

"Wow……"

Sweet and sour, cool and delicious, delicious!

He Miaomiao seemed to have discovered the New World. He kept starting his hands. In the blink of an eye, all the four blueberries were in his stomach.

"Do you really pick fruit? How can it be so delicious?!"

In a big box, Wang Yan only picked out 8 scores above 85, which is conceivable, how rare.

Unfortunately, too little.

He Miaomiao looked at the remaining four blueberries and one peach, with a small expression that could be said to be crying without tears.

"Why do you buy so little?"

Because there are so many scores above 85.

Wang Yan is an old glutton who has personally tasted 91-point Wagyu, 88-point Australian beef, 83-point black beef, and under-80 miscellaneous beef. He has a profound experience in the impact of his score.

Above 90 points and below 80 points are two things.

If you keep eating meat with a score of 60 or 70, you can't imagine the taste of a score of 90 or more. You might think: Oh, isn't that the way beef?

It's the same after the stew, isn't it the taste of the seasoning?

It's not like that at all.

Meat is limited by cooking skills, and the difference may not be particularly obvious.

As fruit is eaten raw, the importance of points will be multiplied.

Those who have eaten the special fruits of their hometown know that the 9 ripe fruits picked in the field are fresh and delicious.

When I went to another place, I would take it off and pack it when it was mature. The taste was too far off for long-distance transportation.

7 mature and 9 mature is the difference between 60 points and 80 points.

Xingcheng does not produce blueberries. It is transported from the northeast. Individuals with high scores are basically exceptions. If there is no plug-in from Wang Yan, how can He Miaomiao eat such delicious blueberries?

Growing up, it was the first time that she had eaten such high-quality blueberries, all of them delicious, and finally realized the charm of this fruit and fell in love with it in an instant.

and so……

Why are there only so few? !

Too pitiful, right? !

Staring at the remaining four grains for a while, she resolutely reached out and grabbed the peach.

Wang Yan just ate up his own one, licked his lips comfortably, and got up with the peach core.

"I'm going to wash my hands, you take care of the house."

"Oh."

He Miaomiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and the **** responded without guarding the house.

When Wang Yan came back from the bathroom, she found that she was pulling the four blueberries.

One, two, three, four, layed on the table cleanly, like soldiers in line.

Hearing Wang Yan's footsteps, she suddenly raised her head: "Wang Yan, will you give me one more pill? Just one!"

Not only did she have a pitiful expression, but in order to strengthen her tone, she raised another finger.

The slender index finger, as white as jade, stood in front of Wang Yan's eyes, showing a healthy blood color in the light, pink and tender.

The hands are so beautiful...

The figure of 94 and the special score of 94 make her details beautiful everywhere, which is really rare.

Coupled with that beautiful face full of pleading, the lethality is almost exploded.

I am afraid, it is very difficult for a man to refuse her small request.

Except for Wang Yan.

"Read well, depending on your performance."

Wang Dashao smiled and refused, simply and neatly.

He Miaomiao called a depressed, her cheeks puffed up and she became more and more lovely.

"You just...huh!"

She didn't know how to describe Wang Yan, acting like a baby, swept so far, and eventually lost.

Of course I feel very frustrated, but I feel strange.

So angrily opened the book, pretending to read it, and peeking at the other person from time to time.

The more I look, the more I feel, I can’t understand Wang Yan.

Young Muai is the truth.

It is difficult for young boys to reject beautiful girls. As long as they have a normal orientation and genuinely think that the other person is beautiful, they will be extremely tolerant.

No matter how old you have to be 25 or even 35 years old, you can stop the heart ape.

Wang Yan is no exception in character, and is also affected by hormones.

But the most powerful thing about Daguai B is...

Wang Yan has the confidence of an extraordinary person.

The normal second generation of Shenhao, who wants to know the best of 99 points, can only rely on fate.

If you are unlucky, you may not be able to touch it in the neighborhood next door.

On the other hand, Wang Dashao knew whoever wanted to know. He Miaomiao who didn't have a score of 99 could have He Huahua and Hecao with a score of 99.

As long as it exists in the world, you can sweep it out, and you can encounter it as you want.

Without the sense of urgency, without the strong desire of "what must I do," naturally there is resistance.

Therefore, He Miaomiao, from childhood to beauty, dumped countless rich second generations, with the exception of Wang Yan.

And it's not the exception of wanting to play, it's really manageable.

It is not an exaggeration to say that if Gouzi met Liuli in this state, there would be no anchor.

No one can hold it.

Returning to the topic, He Miaomiao couldn't guess Wang Yan's trump card, so he felt that the boy in front of him was different from ordinary people.

There are too many extraordinary places, so I don’t need to describe them one by one. All in all, I am too curious.

Endured and endured, finally couldn't hold back.

"Wang Yan, why are you so hard and hard?"

I am dizzy!

Young Master Wang couldn't laugh or cry, why is this problem again?

Shaking his head, there was a moment of silence.

I didn't want to answer at first, but in fact, He Miaomiao also had something that made Wang Yan curious, so he finally looked up.

"One question per person, limited to three, can you play?"

"Yes, yes!"

He Miaomiao is in a good mood, and finally no longer has to look through the magazines that he has read a long time ago!

"OK."

Brother Fugui nodded and looked at the little fairy.

"Do you want to ask the question just now?"

"Ok!"

He Miaomiao nodded his head, his little expression was so curious.

"Your family is so rich and good-looking. You have a very humorous personality. You have almost everything, so why?"

"Because mastering knowledge and verifying intelligence is itself a very satisfying and fulfilling thing."

Wang Yan either doesn't tell, or tells the truth if he wants to.

He Miaomiao did not understand: "Halo, how can you lack a sense of accomplishment..."

"There is no shortage now."

Wang Yan smiled and continued to tell the truth boldly.

"However, the sense of accomplishment that can be brought about by spending money and sultrying girls is diminishing. Sooner or later, it will be reduced to a boring level, and beyond oneself, there is no limit."

He Miaomiao's eyes widened in astonishment, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

In front of me, you just say so bluntly that it will be boring in the future to tease a girl, is it really appropriate?

Me, is it one of your provocations?

No, no, you can't ask such questions, as if I'm afraid of you!

Come here as soon as possible!

Invigorated, she asked again: "Then don't you feel tired like this? Beyond yourself or something..."

"Not tired, because I was not very smart since I was a child, and I have gone through the stage of nothing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so I cherish everything I have now."

Of course you can't talk about systematic things, but you can talk about the true feelings.

Wang Yan really thought so.

The lucky winners who win the jackpot generally find it difficult to have this mentality.

Wang Yan was ripened by one thing after another.

There is a chance of coincidence, self-improvement, difficult to replicate, and it is rare.

After Wang Dashao finished speaking, he suddenly smiled, meaning very complicated.

"In fact, if we can digitize progress and see it in real terms, everyone can fall in love with hard work."

He Miaomiao rolled his eyes.

"You are talking right nonsense!"

"When I was learning the piano, during the time when I made the fastest progress, I was very interested every day and I couldn't wait to take the initiative to practice piano."

"But after the bottleneck period, I didn't feel any progress for many days, and my interest was quickly wiped out..."

"Really, normal people would know how much progress would be made by reading a book and playing two etudes today?"

I know……

Wang Yan smiled refreshingly.

Although the system does not digitize specific skills, if you carefully read 50 books, there is a super probability that reading rewards will burst. Isn't that a huge incentive?

A normal Shenhao, even if his assets exceed one hundred billion or one trillion, he cannot have his brother's mentality.

Hanging is different, don't compare with brother.

Wang Yan smiled so much, he immediately smiled with a guilty conscience. .

It's over, it seems to be laughed at by Xueba...

What should I do? !