At Huacheng University.

Shi Chuan hurried back from outside the school with a bag of pastries in his hand.

Wang Yiyi was his favorite and a well-known gold digger. He had pursued her for a year and had been laughed at by his roommates for a full year, but he still went forward bravely. He believed that Wang Yiyi would not just treat him as a food star.

Wang Yiyi liked to eat the pastries of a shop outside the school. He went out to buy them early every morning. His sincerity should impress Wang Yiyi a little.

But today...

When he arrived at the door of the girls' dormitory, Shi Chuan was stunned.

Wang Yiyi had a sweet smile on her face. A well-dressed boy was pulling her hand and helping her put on an exquisite golden bracelet.

"I'm so jealous of you. You have such a big golden chain."

"Yiyi, you're so lucky."

"Hey, why didn't the Luo family ask me for love?"

Wang Yiyi's three female roommates were lying on the balcony on the second floor, chattering.

Luo Yongming's father ran a company, and his family was well-off. The black Audi A7 parked in front of the girls' dormitory was his car.

"Hey, Shi Chuan came to deliver breakfast again."

"It's so shabby. I only know how to send pastries. I don't know how to send anything else."

"Yiyi will definitely die of poverty if she were to follow him."

The three female roommates sneered sarcastically.

"Don't give me breakfast anymore." Wang Yiyi said to the stone legend with a dark face.

"Yiyi, he..." Shi Chuan licked his dry lips and his mood sank to the bottom.

"From now on, the Luo family is my boyfriend. Don't bother me anymore."

After that, Wang Yiyi took Luo Xiaoming's arm.

"Is he the poor boy who sends you breakfast every day?"

The Luo family glanced at Shi Chuan with the corner of their eyes. When they saw that he was dressed in ordinary clothes and was poor, a disdainful expression appeared on their faces.

"I've been fed up with those pastries for a long time, but he still gives them to me every day. How annoying! Let's go, ignore him." Wang Yiyi cast a disgusted look at Shi Chuan and explained to Luo Xiaoming in a flattering tone.

"How dare you give these pieces of trash to others? If you don't have money, don't learn to flirt with girls. You're so poor."

Unexpectedly, Luo definitely took action. He snatched the bag of pastries from Shi Chuan's hands, threw it into the trash can next to him, and then took the charming Wang Yiyi into the Audi Q7 and left.

Shi Chuan Wuxin went to class, left the school, and wandered around aimlessly.

Unconsciously, he came to the old city area and passed by an uninhabited Money God Temple. He, who had always been indifferent to gods and ghosts, walked in in a daze and was still in a daze in front of the statue of the God of Fortune.

After a long time, he came to his senses and suddenly felt that his feet were very tired, but there were no chairs in the temple. There was only a cushion for people to kneel on.

Kneeling was also a kind of rest.

Shi Chuan suddenly knelt down. Finally, he felt much more comfortable, but also bored. He took out his mobile phone and played on WeChat. He found that Wang Yiyi had just announced on WeChat that she was single, and she had also sent a photo of her close relationship with Luo Xiaoming.

He recalled that he had been very attentive to Wang Yiyi in the past year, but ended up being insulted. In a fit of anger, he decided not to use this WeChat ID. He even swore in front of the God of Fortune that he would do his best to be the second Ma Yun!

After he clicked off the original WeChat, Shi Chuan immediately applied for a new WeChat ID and gave him a name, "Immortal-forsaking".

As soon as he landed, there was a "ding" sound.

Someone pulled him into the group!

Shi Fa could not even touch his head. He could only apply for this WeChat account. There wasn't a single good friend in it. Who could pull him into the group?

"The group of Earth Immortals of the Celestial Court?"

Shi Chuan gave the group names a look, inwardly feeling puzzled.

Looking at the names in the group again, he almost burst out laughing. "There are so many strange things in this big world. Strange things appear every day."

Money God, Cauldron God, Plague God, Qiong God, Dary God, Joy God, Sect God...

"Is this a group of actors?"

Or a group of actors?

God of Fortune: Welcome, new classmate!

Door God: What kind of god does he have to forget about immortals?

cauldron master: I've never heard of it.

God of Plague: Hehe, self-introduction gender, three laps, address.

God of Joy: God of Plague, can you be more obscene?

God of Despair: [There's a new immortal in the group. Does the group leader have something to say?

There's a drooling emoji following them.

God of poverty: Team leader, send a red packet!

A big red packet suddenly appeared in the group chat. The person who sent the red packet was none other than the group owner, Money God!

Without thinking, Shi Chuan subconsciously clicked on it.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The phone vibrated violently and made an unusual loud noise.

Gold ingot x1

He opened his wallet and found that there was a new function in it: magic box!

He clicked open the immortal box and saw a gold ingot inside.

To extract.

Ding.

There was a heavy gold ingot in his hand.

Shi Chuan was completely stunned. "Can WeChat extract real objects?"

If this was the City God Temple, it would definitely be a ghost.

But this was the Money God Temple. If he wanted to see it, he had to meet the gods.

Then, he looked at that group again. All types of people were becoming more and more active.

God of Plague: I can't get the red packet again.

A crazy expression

Door God: Haha, I got five gold ingots!

Cauldron God: F*ck me, the one with the best luck is actually a God. He stole ten gold ingots.

God of Despair: Hehe, what's the use of luck in my hands? I'm a poor God with me.

God of Waste: Help! I accidentally transferred 10 gold ingots to God of Joy.

God of Joy: Hehe, I'm in a good mood. Thank you, Brother Qiong Shen!

God of poverty: Chief, let's have another shot!

God of Fortune: Stop it. If you send me any more, I'll become yours.

God of Plague: So stingy!

The stone passage was in a daze. He couldn't figure out what was going on. He didn't know if it was a lucky day or a black Friday.

Looking at the gold ingot in his hand, Shi Chuan had an idea. As the saying goes, real gold is not afraid of furnace fire. You can tell whether it's real or fake after trying.

In a small gold and silver store, the shop owner and the shop assistant had melted and cut it, which proved that the gold ingots were full of real gold.

"This gold ingot is exactly one kilogram, which is 1,000 grams. And today's gold withdrew price is 1 gram ago."

The shop owner came out of the counter with sweat all over his forehead. He smiled at the stone legend and said, "If you sell the gold ingots to the shop, I'll raise the price to 1 grams of 300 yuan, which is 300,000 yuan in total."

300,000!

Shi Chuan was dumbstruck.

300,000 yuan was a huge sum of money for him. He was born in a remote village and his family was not rich. He had a big sister and a little brother. His parents could only provide him with tuition fees. He usually took advantage of his time to work part-time and earned only 3,000 yuan a month.

"Little brother, what do you mean?"

Seeing that he was silent, the shop owner was a little anxious. That was one kilogram of gold. His shop couldn't collect so much in a month.

If one kilogram of gold was made into all kinds of jewelry, then the processing fee would be very high. Moreover, he saw that Shi Chuan was a college student who had never seen the world, so he deliberately lowered the market price.

"Three... three hundred thousand, then it's three hundred thousand." Shi Chuan was like a cloud in a dream.

"Little brother, you're so straightforward. It's a pleasure to do business with you. Do you want cash or transfer money? The next door is a bank, which can meet all your requirements." The shopkeeper was ecstatic and quickly pulled Shi Chuan to the bank.

On the way back to school, the stone pass was still trembling. It turned out that the gold ingots were real gold. Money was amazing, and it was not a trivial matter. Now the bank card in his pocket already had 300,000 yuan of the ocean.

All of a sudden, Wang Yiyi's disgusted eyes, Luo Sheng's disdain and insult, as well as the sneers of those women, appeared in front of him one by one, and his anger rose from the soles of his feet.

"Becoming a gold digger, isn't it?"

Shi Chuan looked at the nearby jade and gold shops, turned around and walked in.