Chapter 70 Blocking the Door

The three favorite questions in school recently are:

1, Lin Junjie is going to have a concert recently, do you know?

2, do you have a ticket?

3, ah, no, do you know where to buy it?

Pan Hongsheng, who has been tortured by this group of star fans for nearly a week, has a bitter face as soon as he arrives at school, as if how much money others owe him. Of course, joys and sorrows are mixed, and a piece of heart disease of this child has finally fallen.

Just a week ago, the loopholes in Pan Hongsheng's body finally disappeared. Although Pan Hongsheng, who recovered all his strength again, had an impulse to try his own guess, it was a pity that Zhao Qing had already returned to Beijing.

"Brother Sheng, I'm getting the ticket!" In the morning, as soon as Pan Hongsheng entered the door, he heard Zhang Bowen looking at himself happily, holding half of his homework in his hand.

"What ticket?" Pan Hongsheng was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his eyes jumped and said, "Don't tell me what concert tickets are."

Listening to Pan Hongsheng's words, Zhang Bowen was also stunned. The ups and downs in the class didn't say a word. What he was afraid was that he couldn't get the ticket. Yesterday, he begged his grandfather and grandma to finally let him get two. As soon as he said bragging, he was defeated by Pan Hongsheng.

"That's the ticket for the concert." Zhang Bowen squeaked his lips and said with some interest.

"I said, what kind of concert do you have nothing to watch? How can you hang out with me after you can't get into Beijing? Pan Hongsheng looked at Zhang Bowen in a long tone. The young man did know how to make progress. He tried to write his homework by himself. He didn't know how to ask his tutor. If he didn't understand, he went to school to copy it. Relying on his little cleverness, his academic performance rose very fast, and he also won a 'Best Progress Award' at the end of the semester. He couldn't wait to give this young man a day and three days. I didn't sleep at night.

Of course, as the college entrance examination approaches, a little relaxation may be stepped on by a large number of people standing on their heads and never turn over. He doesn't want Zhang Bowen to pay more than 100,000 yuan to go to private pheasant University with a hateful face, so he likes to beat him when he has nothing to do.

"Hey, Brother Sheng, you don't understand this. What kind of man do we old men look at when they have nothing to do? This thing!" Zhang Bowen patted the two tickets in his hands with emotion and said, "This thing is a fucking weapon to pick up girls!"

A sharp weapon for picking up girls? Pan Hongsheng is happy.

"Are you looking for a new one again?"

Looking at Pan Hongsheng's playful eyes, Zhang Bowen's rare old face turned red. Knowing that this matter could not be said in depth, he quickly changed the topic.

In fact, Pan Hongsheng also knows that the ticket for the concert is a sharp weapon to pick up girls. When I was surfing the Internet before, I often saw many girls who wanted to go to the concert with other men. It's not that this is evil, but that this society is too bad.

Pan Hongsheng, who noticed that Zhang Bowen had changed the topic, went back to his seat after a few words. He glanced at the door lightly, but saw a boy stuck at the door of the class and didn't know who was talking to.

I roughly looked at the people around me. Su Ya Su Xue and a group of girls chattered and didn't know what to say. Gao Feng and the other tall people killed the Three Kingdoms. Zhang Bowen was almost cramped in order to copy the homework. After thinking for a long time, a person suddenly popped up in his mind.

Tang Jiajia.

He looked at the door with some hesitation. To be honest, Pan Hongsheng never cares about this kind of thing. There is a big and small matter in the class who finds faults someone who makes the door all Zhang Bowen. On the one hand, he likes to be in the limelight, and on the other hand, he is the internal 'big manager'.

Of course, the emperor has already acquiesced.

"Bo Wen, someone blocked the door." Pan Hongsheng, who hesitated again and again, still decided not to get this head. Looking at the excited expression of the boy who was obviously a sophomore in high school at the door, his tongue was endless, and the young man was particularly unhappy.

"Huh? Let's talk about it later. If you don't come out in person, just say that I delegated you." Zhang Bowen lowered his head. Although he respected Pan Hongsheng, the two were still brothers and friends after all, not the eldest brother and the younger brother.

"Damn it, curse your pen without water." Pan Hongsheng laughed and scolded, thought for a moment, and then walked to the door.

Most people in the third year of high school know that Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen are best friends, but only a few people know who is the master and who is the deputy. There are also a few people in the first year of high school, but they have suffered a big loss more or less. When they see Pan Hongsheng, they all take a detour, not to mention pointing fingers and chewing their tongue.

At this moment, at the door of the class, Tang Jiajia looked helplessly at the junior who was almost as tall as herself with a little acne and a crazy face. It seemed that no matter what, this young man could maintain a good mentality.

"Senior sister, I have two tickets here. Shall we watch them together?" The second year of high school looked at Tang Jiajia with a hopeful expression. This child is an upstart. Usually, no one disdains it when his eyes are higher than the top, so he didn't know that Tang Jiajia and Pan Hongsheng were at the same table and the two had a good relationship. He just remembered it when he heard her talking to several other girls at school.

Of course, he is unintentional. This young man did cost a lot of money to get two tickets. Many little girls in the class rushed to the concert with him, but he knew that he was not in business, but he still turned his eyes to Tang Jiajia, a senior sister.

"I'm sorry that the third year of high school is really tight. Let's talk about it when there is a chance!" Tang Jiajia can't laugh anymore. She could smile kindly the first two times, but today he really doesn't have the mood.

"It's just one night. It won't take long." The sophomore in high school pretended to be stupid and said, but the meaning of this can be heard by fools.

Is your concert for one night? Are you a singer with a rooster crowing endlessly? II. I know what you want to do in the middle of the night.

"Forget it, you can find someone else. I really don't have time." Tang Jiajia bit her lip, but still refused.

To be honest, she really wants to go to the concert, but she also knows that it's cheap and not good, and she already has a boy in her heart. If she can't watch it with that boy, I'm afraid she will leave a regret even if she goes.

Which girl doesn't like stars and doesn't chase stars? Tang Jiajia is also a normal person, but she is still rational and not numb.

"Sister, I really want to go with you. Can you give me a chance?" The sophomore in high school stood at the door and came back and walked to block Tang Jiajia's road, saying with a longing expression.

"No." Just as Tang Jiajia frowned and thought about how to persuade the other party to leave, a very discordant voice came from the classroom.

Then, Pan Hongsheng, who was sharp in the 1980s, walked straight out with a duck and tilted his eyes and tilted his mouth to look at the second high school.

"Who are you? I don't know you and I haven't talked to you." The sophomore's face collapsed when he heard the sound, and the person who came was not good.

"I'm your father." Pan Hongsheng smashed his mouth, pulled Tang Jiajia's arm, pulled the other party half a step behind him, and then looked at the two-foot tall he was only about a foot tall.

"Fuck you say it again!" Looking at Pan Hongsheng's careless appearance, the sophomore in high school was obviously afraid. He also heard of a large group of cattle in the third year of high school. The characters were forced to study hard in the classroom one by one, but casually pulling out one was enough to make the first and second year of high school, but Pan Hongsheng's words really didn't make sense.

"I'm your father! I'm your father! Are you deaf? Pan Hongsheng puffed his cheeks and repeated it twice in a row, which made Tang Jiajia, who was beside him, cover her mouth and smile.

"Lick a big one. It's a shame to pretend to be deaf. Pan Hongsheng sneered and pulled Tang Jiajia straight to the class.