Gu Wanwan curled her lips and said disdainfully: "You sell dumplings at the school flea market and you feel superior? You even queue up Do you really think you opened a store here? I've never seen it before. You're the one who chases away customers. You're targeting me!"
However, as soon as Gu Wanwan finished speaking, she heard the classmates behind her speaking one after another¡ª¡ª
"Are you, this crazy woman, really sick?"
"That's right! Everyone is queuing up, why don't you? What do you think we are?"
"I'm fucking laughing to death, and I'm targeting you. With so many guests, does Mucha have time to target you? I'm afraid you have a persecution delusion, right?"
Fang Yue, who had just finished digesting and was about to come back to eat another bowl, also shouted: "Gu Wanwan, if you want to buy dumplings, come behind me and don't jump in my queue! If you have some quality, don't embarrass our preparatory class." No?"
Fang Yue never shows mercy when he speaks, even if there are many students from other majors present here.
Of course, Fang Yue was not just targeting Gu Wanwan. He had always dealt with the situation rather than the person, and he had always been forthright about things he was unhappy with.
Even for Mucha, when she first arrived in the class, Fang Yue questioned not letting people through the back door into their preparatory class.
But Gu Wanwan insisted that Fang Yue was Mucha's licking dog, but because so many people were "shooting" at her along with Fang Yue, even if she had thousands of unpleasant things to say, she could only I forced myself to go back and had no choice but to get to the end of the queue.
¡°If she turns around and leaves now in anger, it will only prove that she is here to cause trouble, and she will have to stay in line to buy dumplings.
After waiting in line for more than twenty minutes, just when Gu Wanwan felt like she was going to faint from the sun, it was finally her turn.
"How many bowls?"
"Fifty." Mucha's tone was calm, as if he was talking to a stranger.
Gu Wanwan gritted her teeth: "Fifty? Fifty dumplings? Are your dumplings inlaid with gold?"
At this time, a classmate who had bought biscuits from Gu Wanwan heard this and said, "Don't you also sell your own biscuits for fifty a piece? Compared to your ten biscuits, they are still dumplings." Is it much more cost-effective? Besides, when I bought it, you kidnapped me morally and made me feel that if I didn¡¯t buy it, I would be cold-blooded and unwilling to help children in impoverished mountainous areas!¡±
Gu Wanwan¡¯s face darkened: ¡°I didn¡¯t say that¡¡±
"It's true that that's not what you said, but isn't that what you meant? What? You said that Mucha's dumplings are inlaid with gold, are your biscuits inlaid with diamonds?"
Immediately, another group of people accused Gu Wanwan¡ª¡ª
"Exactly! You were morally kidnapped when you were selling biscuits, and you were morally kidnapped when you came here. Do you want to rule the world from the moral high ground?"
"Should I buy it or not? If you don't buy it, we will still buy it!"
"Yeah, stop inking, hurry up! Leave if you don't buy it!"
Gu Wanwan¡¯s back molars were almost broken.
She angrily took out fifty and threw it on the stall, then picked up a dumpling and started eating it.
When she was lining up just now, she thought that after the group of people who came here because of Mucha, there would be no more customers. Unexpectedly, there were more and more people, and many of them were repeat customers.
She wanted to try it and see what was so weird about the dumplings that so many people lined up to get!
Gu Wanwan blew the hot dumplings a few times, then started tasting them on the spot without leaving the team.
She wants to tell everyone that Mucha¡¯s dumplings are mediocre and not worth fifty yuan at all! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com