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Chapter 7 Make Money(2/2)

"It's okay!" Ren Bufan nervously covered his pocket.

"It seems that I have made a lot of money?" Shen Qingqing smiled, "Then I should have one for you like this?"

"I didn't ask you to help..." Ren Bufan was unmoved.

Seeing his nervous expression, Shen Qingqing smiled and shook her head: "Look at you so stingy! Why do I want your money? At this time, you shouldn't be more open-minded and just tell me to share the same thing, and then I said I was joking to reject you?"

It turned out that she was just joking, not really asking for money, Ren Bufan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many paintings have you drawn? Mine doesn't count."

"Well... there are thirty pictures in total." Ren Bufan hesitated.

“20 per picture?”

“20 per picture!”

"Thirty 20, my god!" Shen Qingqing widened her eyes, "600 yuan? Really fake?"

"This is my money!" Ren Bufan covered his pocket again.

This action made Shen Qingqing roll his eyes: "What? I didn't say I wanted you money. But did you really make 600? Didn't you lie to me?"

"There is no need to lie to you..." Ren Bufan saw the other party's eyes and felt that he was a little petty, but now this money is a startup fund for him, which is very important. After thinking about it, he said, "I thank you today, otherwise I would have returned in vain. I am not stingy, but now I really need early funds. In this way, I will keep your help in my heart. When I make more money, I will definitely give you a better thank-you gift!"

"No need!" Shen Qingqing shook her head, "I just saw it by chance and found it interesting. You really want to thank me and just buy me a popsicle that costs 50 cents. After walking around for so long, it's so hot!"

"A 50 cent popsicle?" Ren Bufan turned his head and looked around, feeling speechless, "Where is a 50 cent popsicle near the scenic area?"

"There is a small shop in the village over there." Shen Qingqing pointed not far away.

Following the direction she pointed, I saw the small village not too far beside Luogu Temple, and rode my bike back and forth quickly. I nodded immediately: "Then I'll buy you a better one?"

"No, it's just 50 cents, I like to eat it."

"Okay! Then you wait here and come back soon."

I quickly rode over and bought a popsicle worth 50 cents from a small shop in the village, and it was quickly delivered to Shen Qingqing.

"Thank you!" Shen Qingqing smiled slightly and took the popsicle to the opposite side of the road. "Then I'm going home, bye!"

"By bye!" Ren Bufan nodded at her.

When he turned around and was about to leave, Shen Qingqing stood under the bus license plate and ate popsicles, waving at him, shouting: "If you have time, exercise more and lose weight! You are not healthy!"

When Ren Bufan looked back, she had already gotten on the bus.

She won't like me, right? Otherwise, why did she ask me to lose weight? And she also took the initiative to help me... He felt a little confused and ignorant in his heart.

But it soon disappeared again.

How could it be that my fat body is ridiculed everywhere and a famous poor student?
Chapter completed!
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