Because he lost the gambling game, he was far from being as free and easy as usual. He was stiff all over the audience, his face was stiff, his voice was flat and he had a tremolo, and he looked like a fool. Eight)

The audience around wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so they could only endure it hard.

Song Baojun laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth. Every time Ye Chengqi sang at a turning point, he would definitely point at the other party and laugh a few times. The exaggerated smile and the perverted posture made Ye Chengqi look ashamed and angry. If this kid hadn't been with Liu Xiyue's relationship, he would have just wanted to kill him on the spot and silence him.

What made Ye Chengqi most depressed was that this kid actually took his mobile phone to record the whole video, and he was happy to say that he wanted to go online for his classmates to watch.

Song Baojun smiled enough and felt that someone was staring at him not far away. When he turned his face, Yuan Shuang's faint eyes shot over and looked at him calmly. Song Baojun just pretended that he didn't see it, and turned his face away.

After singing, some people felt that it was not good, so they started to say goodbye to the farewell seat and stay here to watch Mr. Ye make a fool of himself? How can you be so embarrassed? It would be better to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Ye Chengqi said goodbye to the guests one by one, and Song Baojun also led Liu Xiyue to leave.

Ye Chengqi returned to his calmness and kept a few words: "Don't you sit for a while for a while? Today's party is simple and the hospitality is not good enough. Please forgive me." In fact, today's hospitality is already luxurious enough. He spoke humbly as half of the host. Yi Congning not only wasn't angry, but he was particularly helpful in his heart: It's very simple, Mr. Ye treats me as his own person.

Liu Xiyue said: "Young Master Ye is so polite."

Song Baojun took over the conversation and said, "Yes, today's hospitality is unforgettable. Please write down today's process after you go back."

Ye Chengqi almost couldn't breathe and sneered: "Then I look forward to Mr. Song dancing for me at the next party."

"Is that right?" Song Baojun said with a slight smile: "Then you have to have this ability."

Ye Chengqi gritted his teeth and said, "You will definitely be able to dance, believe me."

"I hope, haha! Mr. Ye really knows fantasy, I like it."

Ye Chengqi watched him turn around as if he pretended to be cool, put the precious four-color tea cup into a wooden box, picked it up with his left hand, hugged Liu Xiyue's slender waist, and got on the car and left.

...

"I feel that Ye Chengqi has something wrong." Song Baojun sat in the passenger seat and suddenly said something.

"What's the problem with him?" Liu Xiyue glanced at Song Baojun in surprise and replied faintly.

Song Baojun said with his fingers: "This kid has at least two problems."

"Tell me."

Song Baojun said: "The first question is that he is trying to make you think. I can tell that this kid's eyes are not right and he keeps wandering around you. There are many things that are targeted at me."

Liu Xiyue glanced at Song Baojun again and smiled and said, "Oh, are you jealous?"

Song Baojun did not take her back and said, "The second question is that he has a problem with his brain. Even though he knew that I couldn't afford to offend him, he still sent 400,000 yuan to spend it on me."

Liu Xiyue said seriously: "Ye Chengqi is definitely not as simple as you think. Their Ye family has been holding the crab committee's thighs and has been very casual in recent years. In short, no matter what problems you encounter, remember to call me as soon as possible."

Song Baojun opened Xiaoban and pulled the car window, lit a cigarette, and said, "I'm not as weak as I need women's protection."

Liu Xiyue was not angry either. When she drove to the entrance of Shetou Lane on Qiangwei Street, she stopped the car and said, "One day you will need it."

Song Baojun got out of the car and said, "What is your bank account number? I will withdraw half of your money tomorrow."

Liu Xiyue smiled and said, "You save it for me first, and I will ask you to get it when I want it."

When I got home, it was getting late. Song Baojun tiptoed to change his shoes, and the light suddenly turned on.

Han Ruoyi ran out of the living room with her sleepy eyes open and put away her shoes for him.

Song Baojun put down the box containing the four-color tea set and asked strangely: "Ruoru, why are you not sleeping yet?"

Han Ruoyi didn't answer, then turned to the bathroom and brought out a basin of hot water, with a towel on it.

"Brother, wipe your face."

Song Baojun felt sad and said, "Ruoruo, you have been waiting for me before you sleep?"

Han Ruoyi nodded slightly, with a flattering smile on her face.

"You kid, you can't do this in the future." Song Baojun put a towel in a basin, soaked the hot water, and then twisted it until half dry, saying, "Touch your face over."

Han Ruoyi hurriedly approached him.

Song Baojun covered her towel on her sister's little face, wiped her gently, and said, "A good child must sleep on time before her brother will like it."

Han Ruoyi felt warm in her heart and quickly responded: "Yes!"

Song Baojun picked up a towel and wiped his face, sighed and said, "It's so comfortable to come home from a noisy banquet and wipe his face with a warm towel."

Han Ruoyi saw that he shared a towel with him, her face turned slightly red and her heart was sweet.

When Song Baojun saw that his girl's face was as delicate and smooth as a newly peeled egg, her eyes were round and her expression was very cute. He couldn't help but reach out to pinch her face and smiled, "Ruoru."

Han Ruoyi quickly responded: "Oh!"

Song Baojun said, "Go to sleep, it's already past eleven o'clock." Before Han Ruoyi could reach out, she took the water and poured it down.

...

I changed the bed sheets in the room, and the weather became colder, and the quilts were thickened a little, and they were neatly stacked on the bed. My mother was busy with work and had no time to take care of herself. Song Jingtong was going to high school, but she thought it was the bed that Han Ruoyi helped her make.

The messy rooms in the past were cleaned up, and there was a frame next to the desk lamp on the bedside table, the size of a palm, the wooden structure, and the pattern was simple, and it was obviously a cheap street stall. There was a photo of Han Ruoyi embedded inside, and the little girl smiled extremely sweetly in the sun.

It must have been the girl who secretly put it on while she was cleaning the room.

Song Baojun was stunning and picked up the photo and kissed his lips gently.

Lying on the bed, he began to think about how to spend the huge sum of 400,000 yuan.

It is often said in movies: If you have the life, you will spend money but you will spend it. It means that a small character takes the ill-gotten fortune of a big man, which may lead to unpredictable consequences. However, if you take Ye Chengqi's money, Song Baojun doesn't have to worry at all. Everything is supported by Liu Xiyue, and he just needs to consider spending money.

It is necessary to subsidize the household income. First, give 200,000 yuan to your parents. However, the origin of this money is not easy to explain, so you can only pay it in batches. For example, if you give a few thousand a month, it is said that it is a scholarship at school. Not only does it have a glorious face, but your parents can use it comfortably.

The remaining money is naturally better to enrich your material life. Your spiritual world is sufficient and you don’t need too much.

As I thought about it, I gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. In the past two months, Song Baojun was angry and insisted on getting up at six o'clock every day to exercise. However, today I slept deeply. I think it was because I had a huge sum of money and I had to feel much more at ease.

On a rare weekend, the family watched TV in the living room. Wu Guifang prepared breakfast, and Han Ruo sat on the sand in a regular manner. Her sister Song Jingtong had just gotten up, and her head was still a little confused and she was not sure. She stayed by the side to play with her mobile phone.

Seeing Song Baojun go downstairs, Han Ruoyi jumped up and rushed into the bathroom to work hard.

Before Song Baojun could react, she was already standing at the door and smiling, saying, "Brother, I'll help you squeeze toothpaste and put hot water. Come and brush your teeth and wash your face."

Wu Guifang couldn't help laughing and said, "This girl is the most concerned about her brother."

Song Jingtong snorted softly when she heard this.

After breakfast, Song Baojun didn't have time to warm up with his sister, and called him, a strange number.

"Hello, Mr. Jun." The tone on the other end of the phone was filled with panic: "It's really a pity to bother you so early in the morning."

Song Baojun didn't hear who it was and asked, "I'm sorry, are you?"

"Oh, sorry, sorry." The other party apologized repeatedly and said, "I am Qiao Song, the agent of the Black Snake Photons. I wonder if Jun Jun still has an impression?"

Song Baojun glanced at Song Jingtong unconsciously, thinking that this was not an idol group that my sister's classmates admired? He answered: "Haha, it's you, long time no see."

Qiao Song on the other end of the phone became more nervous and said, "Yes, yes, I haven't greeted Mr. Jun for so long. Today I finally mustered up the courage to call you this time..."

"Just say anything."

"Yes, Jun Shao has many people. I shouldn't have called you without authorization." Qiao Song quickly changed his tone and said, "That's right, under the guidance of your thoughts, our Black Snake Photon, after continuous efforts, working overtime day and night, and thinking hard, finally wrote a new album, called "Can't Let Her Leave", but there are still many imperfections, and I'm just thinking about asking you for some advice."

Song Baojun said: "I waited for a month or two, and I thought you were not going to do it anymore."

Qiao Song replied: "We are afraid that we will let down Jun Jun's efforts, so we delayed it for a long time."

Song Baojun said: "Where are you? I'll go over and take a look."

"Ah? Really? It's great, it's great, we're currently at the headquarters of Venus Records."

"Okay, I'll go there now."

Song Baojun hung up the phone, and seemed to feel the person opposite him still nodding and bowing on the phone.

He turned his head and asked, "Xiaoguai, your idol Black Snake Photon is going to make a new album. Are you interested in going to take a look together?"

Song Jingtong, who was fiddling with her phone, glanced up at him and said unhappily: "How many times have you emphasized it, don't call me Xiao Guai!"

"Oh, okay, then I won't shout anymore."

Song Jingtong said again: "Also, that black snake photon is my classmate's idol, not my idol. I have no interest in them, so you can go there yourself."

Song Baojun had no choice but to say to Han Ruoyi: "Ruoruo, is it okay for brother to go play with you?"
Chapter completed!