Metropolis: Don’t Be Afraid, My Dad Is Really Not a Villain!

In the corridor.

In front of many classmates, Zhou Li, the dean of teaching, was drunk by Qin Xiaoyu, which inevitably seemed a little embarrassed.

I always feel that the eyes of the students are full of contempt.

She adjusted her emotions, glared at the students around her, and left quickly.

In the classroom of Class 3 of Grade One.

The classmates were chatting and chatting before class.

"Hey, have you seen Li Xingruo's latest movie?"

"Of course I watched it. The female superhero theme and the special effects are used to abuse foreign blockbusters. It is said that this movie has a full investment of more than 6 billion!!

"Invest 6 billion? Damn it! How much box office would it take to get back the money!"

"Returning money? Li Xingruo's husband is a super rich, the king of the investment world, Qin Yang! Does anyone care if it is not going back?"

"Too!"

Everyone is chatting.

Sudden..

The mess in the classroom stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked at the door.

See you.

Qin Xiaoyu walked in swaggeringly carrying the solid wood leather two-seat sofa.

This scene stunned the students.

Then, Qin Xiaoyu was seen carrying the sofa and walking to the last row by the window.

"Get off!

Qin Xiaoyu shouted to Zhao Jian at the same table.

"what?!

Hearing that, Zhao Jian finally recovered from the shock, "Brother Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

"Special!

'boom!'

Qin Xiaoyu kicked away the original wooden chair and placed the two-seater sofa in front of the desk. "The school's broken chair is too small, so Laozi replaces it with a sofa!"

The words have fallen.

"Fuck!"

"Brother Xiaoyu, bring the sofa to school, you are amazing!"

"That two-seater sofa looks very comfortable.

Everyone said in shock.

A girl enviously yelled to Zhao Jian: "Zhao Jian, do you want to change seats with me? The sofa is not important, I just want to be at the same table with Brother Xiaoyu...!"

"Zhao Jian, 200 yuan, how about I buy your position?"

"Brother Xiaoyu, do you want to switch to the same table?"

Everyone's seats are wooden chairs.

At this time, a sofa appeared, which is a symbol of status!

If you can sit on that sofa, even if you go out and brag about it, you will be able to talk with others.

"Keep rolling, I don't change seats, no one wants to deprive me of the right to be next to Brother Xiaoyu!"

Zhao Jian said excitedly.

Sitting on the sofa in class, I'm afraid the whole school

Do not!

I am afraid that the entire Yan City is unique!

Qin Xiaoyu put on the sofa.

Sit up and try it, and it feels pretty good.

"Brother Xiaoyu, did I sit on it?"

Zhao Jian asked with a smile.

"Um."

Qin Xiaoyu nodded.

Zhao Jian is 1.75 meters tall, sits up and lie down.

The head is completely level with the desk.

He, who has no interest in learning, happens to be able to hide here and play on his mobile phone without being sent by the teacher.

"So comfortable!"

Zhao Jian changed a comfortable position and asked, "Brother Xiaoyu, isn't this sofa cheap?"

"It's just 150,000 junk goods sold in the mall.

Qin Xiaoyu remembered that he used to be in Longzu and occasionally went to the mansion of his father and mother. The sofa at home had to start at least several million, so naturally he couldn't look down on these hundreds of thousands of bargains.

"Oh, that's not expensive!

Zhao Jian smiled and nodded.

Then, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"150000?!"

"Wow!'

Zhao Jian suddenly jumped up from the sofa.

His family is ordinary.

This is the first time in my life sitting on such an expensive sofa.

Can't help being a little embarrassed.

Even afraid of sitting on it and breaking the sofa.

"Are you so flustered?"

Qin Xiaoyu was taken aback by the action he jumped up.

Under conditioned reflex, he almost slapped it out.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise the tablemate would also go to the hospital to accompany Wang Wu's family.

"Brother Xiaoyu, this sofa is too expensive, I dare not sit on it."

Zhao Jian said pitifully, "If I get pregnant, I can't afford it."

"What a bullshit!"

Qin Xiaoyu glared at him, "Laozi didn't touch porcelain. If a broken sofa sits down, you can still pay for it?!"

"Oh!"

Zhao Jian asked timidly: "Brother Xiaoyu, do you want to buy a sofa cover? Otherwise, it's not easy to clean the seat if it is dirty?!"

"You are so nonsense!"

Qin Xiaoyu said irritably, "If it gets dirty, just replace it with a new one. What a big deal!"

"New one?"

Zhao Jian was full of consternation, "This is something worth 150,000. If it is dirty, replace it with a new one?"

My heart is galloping.

During the military training days, Qin Xiaoyu was always invited to eat and drink, and he knew that his family should be in good condition.

But I didn't expect to be so rich.

I don't care about 150,000 things, this is so much money that I am crazy!

The other students were shocked when they heard their conversation.

There is also a label of "super local tyrant" for Qin Xiaoyu.

When the class bell rang.

Qi Lu, the beautiful head teacher, is still a long skirt with intellectual beauty.

He walked into the classroom with the textbooks in both hands.

"." Classmates, sofa?"

Qi Lu's eyes widened.

The two-seater sofa is much longer than the desk, showing a large section in the aisle.

It's too conspicuous.

You can't pretend you haven't seen it.

She bit her head and asked, "Qin Xiaoyu, why did you bring the sofa to school?!"

"The school chair is too small, without a sofa, what does Laozi sit on?'

Qin Xiaoyu said confidently.

"But isn't this bad?"

Qi Lu frowned.

"The school has a rule not to bring sofas to class?"

Qin Xiaoyu asked back.

"Is that enough."

Qi Lu continued: "But everyone else is sitting on a chair (good Zhao). Wouldn't it be too abrupt if you sit on the sofa?"

What she said was quite implicit.

I wanted to say that everyone else sits on chairs, so why do you sit on the sofa to be special!!!!

"Audient?

Qin Xiaoyu frowned and said, "Why do I change the chair I give every classmate in the class to a sofa? So it won't be abrupt!"

"what?!"

Qi Lu was stunned.

She believed that Qin Xiaoyu could definitely do such a thing.

He waved his hand quickly, "Forget it, forget it, the area of ​​the classroom is too small to fit so many sofas!"

"Oh!

Qin Xiaoyu was leaning on the sofa with Erlang's legs upright.

Qi Lu was angry.

But there is nothing to do with him.

Forget it, the sofa is the sofa!

She sorted out her mood, and then stood on the podium and said loudly: "It's been a while since school has started. Today, our class is going to choose a monitor. Can anyone recommend it?!".

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