At this time, Tang Jiaxin lightly touched Kuang Wenyan’s arm and asked:
"what do you think?"
Kuang Wenyan was a little confused and turned to look at Tang Jiaxin:
"How about what?"
"What do you think of our senior? Is he better than Li Mo?"
"I don't think so."
Kuang Wenyan shook her head neatly and whispered in her ear:
"I think he is too pretentious, and he is not as tall and handsome as Li Mo."
"Tch, you are really stubborn. You always talk about being handsome."
Tang Jiaxin narrowed her eyes and sneered:
"Everything about Li Mo is speculation. In fact, it is possible that he is just pretending to be different."
"Look at what Li Mo usually wears, and then look at Senior Wang's clothes and temperament. Let's judge him!"
"If nothing else, just the watch worn by Senior Wang is enough to crush Li Mo's so-called handsomeness in your mouth."
After hearing this, Kuang Wenyan turned around and looked at Tang Jiaxin in surprise, feeling that she was really quite neurotic.
When he saw that Li Mo was so dazzling, the expression on his face was filled with regret.
When he was slapped in the face by Li Mo for his misbehavior, he belittled him secretly.
It's really a bit of a monster.
Even if she was a roommate with whom she had a fairly good relationship, Kuang Wenyan couldn't help but ask:
"Xinxin, have you been beaten too many times by Li Mo, so you have to find fault with him and compare yourself with others?"
"I didn't!"
Tang Jiaxin denied it forcefully and released her hand holding Kuang Wenyan's arm:
"He is not as elegant and rich as Senior Wang! Am I wrong to tell the truth?"
"Okay, okay, you're right, I was wrong."
Kuang Wenyan was too lazy to argue with Tang Jiaxin. In fact, she didn't think Li Mo would be rich, but she didn't care about it.
Along the way, students would take the initiative to say hello to Wang Chenyu from time to time, including many good-looking girls.
This made the group of elementary school girls following Wang Chenyu even more infatuated. They surrounded him asking questions and chattering non-stop.
Wang Chenyu put his hands behind his hands and smiled, quite like a romantic and talented man.
At this moment, a black Bentley happened to pass by them and parked quietly at the intersection not far from them.
Strangely enough, this car had an out-of-town license plate, but the security guard at the school gate just raised the bar and let it in without even asking.
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Sometimes the role of money ability is often reflected in all aspects.
Although for college students, apart from the common BBA, they are not very familiar with other famous cars.
But this Bentley is too eye-catching. Whether it is its slender body or the domineering logo, it all reveals luxury.
"Wow! Look at that car, it's so beautiful! It looks so high-end!"
"Yes! But it doesn't seem to be BBA! What brand is it?"
"I saw that the logo on the trunk seemed to have a B written on it. I don't know what the B is."
Listening to the chatter of the girls around him, Wang Chenyu’s eyes showed a hint of disdain and he said lightly:
"That's Bentley, Britain's top luxury car brand."
"I haven't seen him often after studying in Changxia for so many years. It's normal that you don't recognize him."
When Zhao Meiling heard this, her eyes lit up:
"So powerful? It must be very expensive, right? Senior, you know so much, your family must have a car like this, right?"
"Ah, hehe."
Wang Chenyu rubbed the corners of his eyes:
“My family can afford a car like this that costs several million, but it’s not necessary.”
"No matter how expensive a car is, to put it bluntly, it's just a means of transportation, so there's no need to spend all the money on it, right?"
Tang Jiaxin heard this and immediately answered:
"Yes, yes, the senior said it well. If you can afford it, it's already great. There's really no need to spend money on it."
"In life and work, you should be as low-key as a senior. Only then will you have more temperament~"
When Wang Chenyu heard this, he glanced at Tang Jiaxin appreciatively:
"Xuemei Tang's consciousness is also very high, which is very good."
"I am really used to keeping a low profile. I usually don't reveal my financial resources easily, so as not to cause unnecessary pressure and harm to the students around me."
"Depend on......"
After hearing Wang Chenyu's words, Shao Wenhua, Liu Kun and Guo Daxia all wanted to kill him.
Are you so low-key?
You just didn't write down your family situation and put it on your chest on a sign!
Shao Wenhua clenched his fists, feeling the pain of beating his chest and choking in his heart.
He only regretted that he was not as high-level as Li Mo, otherwise he would have to make fun of this idiot king.
At this time, Tang Jiaxin touched Kuang Wenyan's arm again and couldn't help but make another stab:
"Did you see that this is the real low-key rich second generation? Isn't this better than those who only rely on the advantages of the people around them to put money on their faces?"
Kuang Wenyan frowned and couldn't help it anymore. She was about to fight back, but she saw the right rear door of the Bentley in front suddenly opened.
A figure that was extremely familiar to her stepped out of the car.
"Li Mo?"
More than a dozen pairs of eyes opened wide instantly with different expressions.
I saw Li Mo holding the car door with his left hand and holding a red plastic bag with his right hand, which contained several bulging sports bottles.
Chu Fuling originally wanted to get off the car with him, but he didn't let her.
"The sun is killing me at noon. Go back to the dormitory and take a nap. I will take you to play after I finish the interview at the External Propaganda Department in the afternoon."
"OK."
Chu Fuling nodded obediently, waved to Li Mo through the car door, and the Bentley drove away slowly.
Li Mo stood on the roadside and watched the car leave. He turned around and saw this group of stunned people.
"Oh, brothers, what a coincidence."
Li Mo's eyes directly ignored Tang Jiaxin and others, and said hello to the three 404 sluts standing at the back.
Hearing Li Mo's voice, Tang Jiaxin felt like she was in a dream, and had an unreal feeling as if she was being slapped and questioned at the same time.
"I tell you to look down on others with your chicken eyes! I tell you to look down on others with your chicken eyes!"
Obviously, the concentration on her face today was more yellow than before, and it was a bit suffocating for her.
Li Moti slipped the plastic bag and walked over. His eyes were first on Shao Wenhua's face:
"It's not like that, Hua Zi. It's just an interview. If you don't pass it, you didn't pass it. Why the hell are you crying?"
Shao Wenhua shook his head with tears in his eyes:
"No, no! These are my tears of joy! This is the taste! This is the taste, Lao Mo!"
"What's this smell like? You're not secretly watching movies, are you?"
"No! I'm talking about you coming! It's this familiar smell of pretentiousness! It's so over the top!"
