let me smell the pheromones

Zhang Wenhui usually hates pretentious people the most.

Especially someone who pretended to be better than her and would make her feel ashamed.

Her family is rich, but what they have is small money. Her father opened a factory in the town. Although it is not big, it is also a good hen that can only lay golden eggs.The only problem is that there is an alpha brother in her family. Her parents love him very much and give him all the best resources. She bought a car for her son just after entering junior high school, and Zhang Wenhui can only go to school with her brother's car. The classmates pretended that their parents bought it for themselves, and she lent it to her younger brother to play.

She likes others to look at her enviously.

Zhang Wenhui can only get a few thousand of his younger brother's monthly pocket money, which is less than a fraction of others.On the surface, she is chic and extravagant, but behind her back, she saves a little bit of money to buy a bag worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Even so, when she went to school with a proud face on her back, she still found that the girl next to her was carrying a 10,000+ or ​​even more expensive bag, and she came to talk to herself as if nothing had happened, like a silent show off.

Zhang Wenhui could only silently hammer the bed board and shed tears at night.

Her family is obviously very rich, why is there a family of four, and I am the only one who is poor! !

Right now, Lin Pei said the words 'it's only two or three million' in a tone of indifference, and Zhang Wenhui was so sore that her eyes were about to shed tears. Her casual hobbies were almost catching up with hers, but she still didn't dare to say it. What, I could only spurt blood silently in my heart, and quickly gestured to the two alpha boys, "What are you still doing...! Hurry up and help move the piano!!"

The two boys she ordered were close friends of the president. Zhang Wenhui had been upset for a long time. Hearing this, he simply leaned back on the chair and pretended to say, "Oh, I'm sorry, I lost my foot when I played ball yesterday. Sprained, it’s fine for normal activities, I’m just afraid to lift a heavy object and continue twisting, then the gain outweighs the loss, don’t you think?”

To make it clear is to not give Zhang Wenhui face.

These two slackers! !

Zhang Wenhui cursed secretly in her heart, but it was hard to do anything to them, so she had to say cheekily: "I'm sorry, Xiaolin, we don't have enough manpower here, I'm afraid we can't move the piano. Anyway, you can't hold the party today. Otherwise, put it here with us first? Later, you leave an address, and we will send it back to you. "

Lin Pei thought for a while, "Yes, yes, but it's your office hours now, right? My things are in the cultural hall..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but already revealed a threatening aura.

Zhang Wenhui's teeth were about to be crushed, "...don't worry, we will take care of it for you!!"

With her words, Lin Pei felt relieved.

It's not that he's worried that the piano won't work if it's bumped, but that there's only one piano today, and if it really breaks, where can he tune another one?

Lin Pei didn't disturb their 'meeting' anymore, went out and called Cheng Wenqing.

Cheng Wenqing was probably quite busy, and there were noisy voices in the background. When he received his call, he realized that he had forgotten to notify him. Grinding with the teacher..."

It is impossible to change the venue. Hundreds of tickets have been printed, and all that can be distributed have been sent out. The address on it is also clearly written: Guozhong Cultural Hall.

Zhang Wenhui's trick is not poisonous. She hid it for more than half a month and specially picked today to start it. Now they are going to be on the verge of riding a tiger.

"Now we can only see if we can stagger the time."

Cheng Wenqing said on the phone, "It's impossible for them to hold a meeting for two hours, right? We can push it back for half an hour. The costumes can be done here. At that time, we only need to arrange the props and go directly to the venue. .”

Lin Pei said: "I have no problem, but others..."

Whoever went to school in the middle school is either rich or expensive, where did he get this kind of anger?Zhang Wenhui put them together on this, and it was such a simple compromise. Even if Zhang Wenhui was willing to end it early, the members probably held their breath in their hearts.

"That's something that can't be helped." Cheng Wenqing also felt that it was useless, but the school teacher had been practicing Tai Chi and asked her to follow the rules. No matter how frustrated she was, she had to do today's matter perfectly Finished, "We can only settle accounts after the fall."

Lin Pei sighed, knowing that it was difficult for her, so he comforted her a few words.

"Lin Pei?"

He had just hung up the phone when someone called his name.

Lin Pei turned around, and Song Xun was standing not far behind him, holding an admission ticket that he didn't know where to get, and looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you still here? It's about to start in an hour, don't you go to the backstage to prepare?"

"what……"

Lin Pei briefly told him what happened just now, and looked at him strangely, "Why are you here? There is still a long time to watch the show."

Song Xun groaned, and said uncomfortably: "When I went to play, the person next to me gave it to me. It happened that I had nothing to do, so I wanted to come and have a look."

As a result, there was a big excitement.

"So that's the end of this matter?"

Song Xundao, "We've been preparing for almost a month, but at the end of the day, we were kicked out. Her members must be angry."

"Then what else can we do?" Lin Pei glanced at the silent cultural hall, then shrugged, "The student union is the boss, and they won't let it go if they don't want it, and I have to count on these old men to finish it sooner. Move us somewhere."

Song Xun said again: "Since it is because the approval cannot be approved, then call the chairman and ask him to sign up quickly. Isn't this legal?"

He knew the president of the student union, and the two of them had exchanged a few words. He was a very honest and responsible person, so he probably wouldn't refuse to do such a small favor.

"That's the problem." Lin Pei shook his head. "According to the students' union, if you make up your signature now, you can apply later. No matter how you do it, you have to wait behind them and let them come first."

But people like to occupy the latrine and not shit, what can be done about it?

They were the ones who said they could organize freely and refused to stamp it, and now they are the ones who say they violated the regulations and are not allowed to use the Cultural Hall.

Right and wrong are all on Zhang Wenhui's mouth.

At this time, Cheng Wenqing called again.

"An hour later??"

Lin Pei frowned, "Isn't it too late? We start at eight o'clock and finish at ten o'clock... Even if someone comes because of the dinner time, why don't we just leave after seeing half of it?"

And he is the finale! !

The penultimate appearance! !

At that time, the ground will be empty, not even a group of relatives and friends, and the other members will take off their makeup and chat and eat melon seeds in the background, and they will not get off work until the performance is over...

Isn't that embarrassing? !

Cheng Wenqing said helplessly: "There is no other way. Otherwise, we can only put up a poster now and say to reschedule, but..."

The volume of his mobile phone is not too low, and Song Xun can hear it clearly when standing beside him.

"Can't you find a reason to drive them out?"

Lin Pei had a headache, "For example, registering grades, checking credits, etc., transfer Zhang Wenhui away."

"When she leaves, her little sister will be there as a supervisor, and we also have problems with the sound system. If we want to borrow the broadcasting room, the student union will also block us."

Cheng Wenqing felt aggrieved as she talked, and confided to him, "I feel like a failure. After doing such a thing for so long, I still can't do it. In fact, everyone just wants to have a beautiful performance on stage, and the wish is just a little bit. As a result, my minister can't do anything..."

After listening for a long time, Lin Pei couldn't help it, "It's quite a failure."

Cheng Wenqing choked up suddenly, "..."

Lin Pei sighed, thinking that if it was him, he might not necessarily be much better than her, and he should avoid such bad things in the future——

"Hey?"

Song Xun suddenly took the phone out of his hand, took two steps outside, and answered the conversation naturally, "Now do you have any other problems besides the venue and the sound system?"

Lin Pei: "?"

There was a sudden change in the ear, and Cheng Wenqing was stunned for a moment before he stumbled and said, "There is still time, it's too late. Besides, our tickets have also been distributed, and many people are coming..."

"How many people are there?"

"Uh." Cheng Wenqing counted the number of printed tickets and added the probability of empty seats, and said, "There can probably be a few hundred people, right?"

Song Xun asked in surprise, "So few?"

The tone was surprised, and a little disgusted.

Cheng Wenqing stalked again: "..."

After all, it is normal for Young Master Song to play a basketball game casually with thousands of people, so it is normal to look down on them.

She could only comfort herself like this.

Song Xun glanced at the time, and said: "You have less than an hour to prepare, and there is no time for you to dawdle. From now on, your troops will be divided into three groups. The first group of logistics teams will go to find you first." The car, as long as you can install your people, musical instruments and props, and ensure that you can perform immediately when you arrive. The second group of publicity teams will contact the print shop to make a statement poster, and contact the forum administrator to put it on the top of the forum with the most traffic .The third performance group, check whether the instrument is damaged, and report to me if there is any problem, and stand by if there is no problem.”

As he said that, he suddenly remembered, "By the way, you should have a group, right? You—"

He originally wanted to talk about pulling himself into the group, but he didn't think it was necessary, so he simply said: "You can set Lin Pei as the manager, and I will use his mobile phone to contact you if there is anything."

Lin Pei: "???"

Cheng Wenqing was confused and asked subconsciously: "Then about our venue..."

Lin Pei couldn't listen anymore, and leaned into Song Xun's ear and said loudly: "Why are you still struggling with this, just do what he said and it's over, he will take care of the rest!"

Song Xun turned to look at him.

After Lin Pei finished speaking, he suddenly felt guilty.

Although Song Xun didn't say it just now, that's what he meant, right?Then he... didn't make a mistake, did he?

Song Xun picked up the phone again, and hummed, "Yes, I'll take care of the rest."

Cheng Wenqing hasn't figured out the situation until now, but she also knows that someone has come to take over, so she quickly asked: "The address of the venue is...? We have to write a new address when we change the poster, right?"

"Just write about the Dark Horse Clubhouse."

As Song Xun said, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, saying, "Add one more sentence in the declaration, tonight you can enter the Black Horse Clubhouse for free consumption with old tickets, whether you love it or not."

"Anything else?"

Cheng Wenqing opened her mouth wide: "..."

Lin Pei also opened his mouth wide: "..."

With just one ticket, you can enter the Dark Horse Club for consumption. I'm afraid that this ordinary ticket will fetch sky-high prices tonight.

He forgot that the Song family owns 10% of the shares in the Black Horse Club, and Song Xun still calls the major shareholder brother. Isn't it easy to borrow a middle hall?

The identity of the rich is so simple and unpretentious.