My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 127
Before Ye Fan could get angry.

Several people in the dormitory stepped forward one after another.

Blocked the bullet for him.

Ye Fan smiled in relief.

It seems that I have not treated them in vain.

"you……"

Xia Quan hated others saying he was ugly.

This is his sore spot.

And recently he has contacted a plastic surgery hospital.

Just waiting for surgery.

"Isn't he a vase? What's the use of being so handsome?"

Ye Fan secretly laughed.

In fact, he could understand Xia Quan's anger.

Last time, Ye Fan gave him a lot of fun.

However, this is not a reason for him to scold himself.

"Being handsome is my advantage, not my disadvantage."

"Also, how do you know I'm not talented? Have you seen my report card?"

"No, if you really read my report card, you wouldn't say such stupid things."

Ye Fan said lightly.

"Yeah, you know what a fart! The third child is No. 1 in the School of Finance and Economics, and even the darling of all the teachers."

"Are your grades better than that of the third child?"

Xia Quan frowned.

He really didn't expect Ye Fan to be a top student.

in his mind.

Generally good looking guys are scumbags.

I'm usually busy with the scumbag girls, so I don't have time to study at all.

Ye Fan is really an exception.

However, this could not stop a mocking heart.

He said stubbornly: "What's the use of that? Can books accompany you for a lifetime? The talent I'm talking about is being recognized by experts."

"Your School of Finance and Economics doesn't seem to have any professor-level teachers."

"It's not like our history department, where professors gather."

"What's the use of having too many professors? Who can admire you?"

Ye Fan was very surprised.

Why didn't he realize before that these people in the dormitory are scumbags.

This every bar shows strength.

"Who said the professor didn't like me? Professor Song is also eating here today. Do you believe that I can let him come and toast me?"

Xia Quan said to himself.

"Are you really bragging about not drafting, and someone at the professor level will toast you? A joke!" Yue Peng sneered.

It is indeed impossible for ordinary people.

But who is he?

The son of the Xia Group.

Which professor doesn't give me some face?
"You don't believe it? If I did it, what should you do?"

"Hehe, if you can really do it, I will admit that the third child is a vase."

Wang Xicong suddenly stood up.

Get the infamy for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan: "..."

Well, you are the second child, you don't have to learn well.

"Okay, that's what you said."

Xia Quan walked straight to Professor Song.

The style and confidence are very high.

Yue Peng was a little uncertain.

"Second brother, Professor Song won't really toast him?"

"Why are you so sure?"

Wang Sicong laughed and said, "I've been chasing Song Jiao for so long, so I naturally know her grandfather's temperament like the back of my hand."

"Professor Song is definitely an upright person. Toasting the powerful? It's impossible."

"I see."

Hear this.

Ye Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it is not Wang Shicong who will admit that it is a vase.

It's him.

Come to the wine table.

Xia Quan smiled and said, "Professor Song, do you still recognize me?"

Professor Song was taken aback.

I didn't expect to meet acquaintances while having a meal.

Can look after some time.

He found that he didn't know each other.

"you are?"

"Professor Song, have you forgotten? I am Xia Quan, the chairman of the Xia Group..."

"Oh! Are you okay?"

He wasn't finished yet.

Professor Song's face turned cold.

Xia Quan's opening remarks are the kind he hates the most.

Mention people as soon as you open your mouth.

As if expecting to scare him.

But Xia Quan didn't see the other party's joy and anger at all.

He continued: "Professor Song, I have admired you for a long time! I want to toast you a glass of wine in person. I wonder if it's okay?"

"Drinking? Forget it, I have things to do in the afternoon."

"Do you have anything else to do? Just go if you have nothing to do."

Professor Song issued an order to expel the guests.

This made Xia Quan's face very ugly.

His family also donated a lot of money to the school.

The museum run by the History Department was also built by the Xia Group.

Some of them flowed into Professor Song's pocket.

Just so shameless?
"Don't mind, let's have a drink together. How about you replace the wine with water?"

"Son, don't you understand the words?"

"Uh……"

Xia Quan was startled.

But immediately, the youthful and frivolous anger in his heart burned up.

Get on top.

"Professor Song, do you dare to tell me that? Forgot who donated your museum?"

"You don't even remember your parents? Damn, why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?"

Professor Song's face turned livid.

He said in a deep voice, "Hehe, I don't know where you heard it, but you think that the money donated by your family will go into my pocket."

"What a joke!"

"First, I am a visiting professor invited by Jiang University, and I only serve Jiang University for a while."

"Second, all my money is paid by the state and has nothing to do with your family."

"Third, get lost, you are not welcome at this table."

……

Xia Quan also knew that what he said was serious.

She left in a sly manner.

He didn't even dare to return to Ye Fan's table.

Go straight to your desk.

Wang Chicong laughed and said: "Hahaha, who is this? It's so funny to be so disgraced."

"Well, I will definitely ask him to toast me, haha! I was scolded back in the end, and I laughed to death."

Yue Peng imitated Xia Quan's tone of voice in a strange way.

Make him pissed off.

But who made Professor Song lose face?

Neither can he.

Can only swallow.

But Professor Song was attracted by their voices.

Especially after discovering Ye Fan, he looked happy and hurried over.

"Is it always the wind? Haha, young man, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Professor Song was all smiles.

Reaching his level of knowledge is already a very high level.

If you want to improve any more, it will be as difficult as reaching the sky.

And look at the whole China.

He has never convinced anyone in appreciating cultural relics.

But Ye Fan was an exception.

Through the pictures on the Internet, one can distinguish the authenticity of the cultural relics at a glance.

And it can also be traced back to the source.

Find its source.

To be honest, he simply couldn't do it.

This gave him a feeling of extreme admiration.

Ye Fan is his idol.

"Professor Song, hello." Ye Fan said politely.

"What professor, in front of you, I really dare not pretend to be a professor."

"Hehe, you are being modest."

"Come on, I see that you have wine on the table, so I will borrow flowers to offer a toast to you."

"puff!"

Xia Quan, who had been paying attention to this table, almost vomited blood.

Damn, I toasted you, and you didn't give me face.

Ye Fan doesn't even bother to drink with you, so you lick your face to pay respects.

are you a dog

Lick the dog?

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment.

"Okay, let's have a drink."

"Ok."

Professor Song was excited.

This is the equivalent of going to Ouyang to sign a group photo.

The honorable status of a professor is not exempt.

"Ye Fan, I don't know how you found out that the cultural relics are fake last time?"

Professor Song borrowed the slope to get off the donkey.

He simply sat next to Ye Fan.

Chat with his acquaintance.

There is a lot of spirit in the area of ​​cultural relics and history.

The years are long.

If you open the chatterbox, you can talk endlessly.

a whole meal.

Almost all voices are from two people.

(End of this chapter)