I heard that if I don't pretend to be poor, I will die

But this time Yang Qi made a mistake in his judgment.

Don't look at Song Yichen's calm and rational appearance, in fact, his young master has a very serious temper and is irritable.

There are quite a few people who have suffered under his command, especially when his temper explodes, it is common to lose hands and legs.

At this moment, he looked at Yang Qi's expression that he didn't want to be beaten, and when he thought of the burning of money that day, a ball of anger burst into his heart, and he walked forward without saying a word, and grabbed Yang Qi by the collar.

"You are still negotiating conditions with me? Are you impatient to live?" Song Yichen gritted his teeth, trying to control his fist not to hit Yang Qi's face.

He was mainly concerned about Yang Qi's identity.

Anyway, the Yang family is considered a well-known rich man in this city, no matter how much he loses his mind, he will not fight Yang Qi because of this sentence.

The purpose of bringing bodyguards here today is mainly to frighten Yang Qi and force him to tell where the box is.

They are all rich family members, and the family will still have social contacts in the future. If they rashly destroy this social network, the loss outweighs the gain.

But then again, Yang Qi's expression is really annoying.

Obviously it was his own fault first, but he put on a condescending look, which in Song Yichen's view was a typical failure to clean up.

If he doesn't give him a severe beating from the society, he won't know why the flowers are so popular!

So thinking this way, Song Yichen tightened his grip on Yang Qi's collar, tighter and tighter.The other hand also raised a fist, and was about to hit Yang Qi on the bridge of the nose...

Yang Qi originally thought that this psychological tactic was effective, but when he found out that Song Yichen didn't like him, and even went so far as to get revenge on him, he panicked.

Seeing that the fist was still 0.0001 mm away from his face, he immediately froze.

Especially when he saw that the bodyguards behind him also took a step forward, he realized that something was wrong and immediately changed his face.

"Brother Chen, please speak up if you have something to say, don't move your hands." Just now, there was an arrogance on the face of the world, and it changed into an innocent and bright smile in an instant.

As he spoke, he tugged at the hand that was holding his collar.

Seeing his face change so quickly, Song Yichen was stunned for a moment, slightly taken aback.

Yang Qi's smile rippled, trying to maintain that sincere yet friendly arc.

For Yang Qi, an outstanding graduate of the Drama Academy, changing his face is a piece of cake.

A man can bend and stretch!

But seeing that he had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, Song Yichen let go of his hand with a cold snort, and at the same time the bodyguards behind him also stopped in their tracks.

"Say, where did you hide that box?"

Yang Qi smiled and told the hiding place of the box.

He raised his hands in surrender without hesitation.

But Yang Qi was in love, and he secretly made a note to Song Yichen: If I can't reveal my identity now, otherwise I will definitely find someone to help, who is afraid of anyone!My family is not without money!Just wait and see!

Just as Yang Qi was cursing in secret, suddenly, for some reason, a strong wind blew over, directly blowing Yang Qi up.

That's right, it really blew up.

Originally, Yang Qi was thin, and the wind came at a strange time. When it blew, everyone else was fine, but Yang Qi was blown off his feet and couldn't stand stably.

Before everyone could react to what was going on,

Yang Qi performed a flat throw under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Snapped!"

Yang Qi fell on all fours, his butt stuck to the cold floor, and his bones almost fell apart.

"Ouch, hello..." Yang Qi clutched his butt and got up from the ground with his eight-character eyebrows twisted.

As expected, he got a pair of eyeballs that were rounder and bigger than the moon on the spot.

In broad daylight, under the bright sky, can supernatural events still happen? ! ! !

Song Yichen petrified in place, staring at Yang Qi with a dull expression.

The bodyguards behind him also witnessed the scene just now, and they were all stunned. They stretched their necks and looked at Yang Qi, as if they had seen something extraordinary.

Seeing the astonishment on their faces, Yang Qi sighed helplessly.

I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself just now, and I mentioned something related to showing off wealth with money, so I got retribution.

"Is there a gust of wind just now?" Song Yichen, who was the first to come to his senses, asked.

Of course, he was asking the bodyguards behind him.

The bodyguards nodded in unison, indicating that what they saw with their own eyes was not a hallucination.

"Is that the wind that blows him up?" Song Yichen pointed at Yang Qi and asked again.

The bodyguards nodded in unison again, indicating that they were witnesses.

"How did that wind come from?" Song Yichen asked the most direct question to the soul.

All the bodyguards were silent, and they all shook their heads to express their ignorance.

This is the crux of the problem. Where did the gust of wind come from?It can actually blow people up!

With such a strong wind, why was only Yang Qi blown up, and they were all fine?

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, someone shouted "It's haunted", and they panicked all over.

Song Yichen is a staunch materialist. He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. Seeing the flustered appearance of his subordinates, he immediately frowned: "Where are there ghosts? Don't fucking talk nonsense to me!"

When he roared, the restlessness around him stopped immediately, and everyone dared not speak up.

A group of eight-foot-old men, tall and strong, were scared to pee their pants by the sentence "haunted", what a shame!

It's too embarrassing for the Song family!

Song Yichen thought, he would fire them all when he got back.

But at this time, Yang Qi suddenly twitched his eyebrows, thinking about it.feel,

He patted the dirt on his butt very calmly, and said leisurely: "You have seen it too, everything that happened just now is actually very normal here."

"What do you mean?" Song Yichen stared at Yang Qi with a glint in his eyes.

Everyone was terrified by the scene just now, and everyone's hearts tightened when they heard Yang Qi's obscure words.

"What I mean is, this school is not unusual in the first place, and it's perfectly normal for this kind of thing to happen." Yang Qi deliberately kept it secret, but refused to say it.

"Don't be so goddamn frivolous, talk to me!" Song Yichen was also furious.

He was curious about the scene just now, and couldn't bear to ask Yang Qi.

Yang Qi winked at him and asked, "Have you heard about the history of this school?"

Song Yichen frowned and shook his head.

"This school is actually a school for cultivating immortals. As we all know, in today's world, the aura is revived, and there is hidden spiritual power hidden in our bodies, but most people don't realize it. If we can guide this aura, we will study harder. Immortal cultivation skills, soon you will be able to become an immortal and ascend to heaven." Yang Qi started his performance again, talking nonsense in a serious manner.

After hearing this, Song Yichen sneered, showing an expression of "Do you think I believe you?"

"I know you don't believe it, and many people don't believe it. I didn't believe it at first, but after I came to this school, everything changed. As you can see, the gust of wind blew over just now, and my body was suspended in the air. In fact, The wind is my aura, if I master it well, it can make people fly. It's a pity that I didn't master it well, the aura is out of my control, and the scene just now happened."

Yang Qi really had a straight face, and told Song Yichen about this matter very seriously, meticulously.

Song Yichen originally wanted to say "impossible", but the scene just now did happen, and Yang Qi's explanation was right, so he was a little shaken.

"You're not lying to me, are you?" Song Yichen looked at Yang Qi with a frown, and said, "I only know that there is nothing in this world that cannot be explained by science."

In front of staunch supporters of materialism, Yang Qi's words are bullshit.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to believe it. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I'm just stating the facts. It's okay if you don't believe it, and I don't force it."

Yang Qi shrugged and waved his hands to express whether he believed it or not.

Song Yichen looked at Yang Qi's calm look, and his doubts grew bigger and bigger.

It stands to reason that Yang Qi was supposed to study in a noble school in this city, and it is very strange that he suddenly transferred here.

If you don't study in a good noble school, what are you doing here in this corner?

So suspicious.

If, as he said, there was something special about this school, it would make sense.

Thinking of this, Song Yichen shook his head in a hurry, stroked his forehead and said, "Forget it, let's go here first for today, and I'll come back to settle accounts with you after I find that box!"

Song Yichen left such a sentence, then got into the car with a group of bodyguards, and drove away.

Yang Qi watched their gradually disappearing backs, sniffed the car exhaust that smelled of money, and shook his eyebrows.

The figure standing under the sun is inexplicably majestic.

Fortunately, Song Yichen was sent away in time, otherwise if he revealed his identity, he would die today.

Thinking of the strange wind just now, Yang Qi couldn't help shivering.

Sure enough, his dog's life is in the hands of God.

At first, he too was a staunch materialist.But since several unlucky things happened to him one after another, he has begun to firmly believe in the fortune teller's words.

Pretending to be poor is only superficial, the main thing is to get rid of the inner desire for money, which is the most difficult thing to do.

Yang Qi is a common man, in his eyes, money can turn ghosts, money is too important.

But the body he passed through was a rich second generation, how could this prevent him from having the desire to spend money!

Don't spend your money, fool?

Difficult, so difficult!

Yang Qi didn't want to be a saint, but the shackles of fate firmly grasped his neck.

Who is more important, money or life?

Of course it is fate.

With a burp, he even lost his soul, let alone the plot.

Just as Yang Qi was walking slowly on the way back to school, there was a "click" sound from a distance, and his back was photographed.

What Yang Qi didn't know was that after he brought Song Yichen here just now, many melon eaters had been lurking in the shadows of the surrounding trees, observing secretly.

Song Yichen's luxury cars are too conspicuous. There are not many in the whole city who can show off like this, right?

It must be a rich young master.

Sure enough, the power of the people who eat melons is still strong, and it was picked out after a while. This person is Song Yichen, the only son of the Song family.

Sure enough, he is a rich second generation, and he is also a top rich second generation. His family is very rich.

So the people who eat melons can't sit still.

How could such a rich second generation find a transfer student from an ordinary country like Yang Qi?How did Yang Qi provoke him?

The heart of gossip is slowly rising.

However, Yang Qi knew nothing about it.

After he returned to the dormitory, two roommates who were still lying on the upper bunk suddenly called out to him: "Yang Qi, you are famous!"