Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 129: Can You Compete with a Rich Second Generation? [Please Favorite, Please Recommend]

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Can You Compete with a Rich Second Generation? [Please Favorite, Please Recommend]

Money can make the world go round!

This saying is an absolute truth!

Under the influence of Lu Xiaobu’s wealth and the No.1 spot on the Newcomer Rich List.

The whole concert was swiftly and efficiently organized.

Some stars with flexible schedules had already arrived in Shimen.

And those with busy schedules also promised to make it before the concert begins!

This caused not just Shimen First Middle School, but the entire Shimen to buzz with excitement.

A star-studded concert!

Ordinary folks can hardly get a glimpse of a concert.

Not to mention hosting one!

In the whole Shimen, besides Young Master Bu, who else could pull it off?

It’s not just about the money, but the prestige as well.

You let Liu Changlong, who’s at the bottom of the Newcomer Rich List, try to invite people, he might get a few.

But could he create the scenario where everyone responds to the call?

Parents were all talking about it.

"Hey, have you heard? Young Master Bu is hosting a concert!"

"Of course I heard, but it’s a pity we can’t get in."

Shimen First Middle School parent: "Hehe, my son is from Shimen First Middle School, a senior."

Shimen Second Middle School parent: "Hiss, that darn kid of mine, I told him to attend First Middle School. He wouldn’t listen, now he’ll just be envious."

"Cut it out, what’s so great, it’s just a concert! Who knows, maybe they’ll even do poorly in their college entrance exams after attending it."

The previous two parents: "Go away, you from the Third Middle School, you’ve got no say here!"

Third Middle School parent: "I... " After the exams, if that little rascal doesn’t do well, I’ll beat the daylights out of him for embarrassing me!

"..."

As evening approached,

Shimen First Middle School ended classes early, organizing all seniors to gather at the entrance.

The freshmen and sophomores couldn’t focus on their classes either, each of them peeking out of the windows.

"I’m so jealous! If only I was born a year earlier, or if Young Master Bu was born a year later."

"Yes, a special concert! If these seniors don’t perform well, I won’t forgive them!"

"Right, if they don’t do well, they would have let Young Master Bu down."

"..."

Since Black-faced Yama personally organized this, the principal didn’t steal the spotlight but allowed Fan Xihua to give a speech.

When Fan Xihua’s stern face took the stage, a wave of pressure hit everyone.

"Listen up, Young Master Bu generously organized this concert for you, so listen well. After listening, do well on your exams, for if you mess up! Don’t just think you’ve let your parents down, but think of Young Master Bu, you’ve let him down too! Heard that?"

The students roared immediately!

"We heard you!"

Fan Xihua: "The brave wins when paths narrow!"

Students: "I can, I capable, I succeed!"

Fan Xihua: "Improve by one point!"

Students: "Defeat a thousand!"

Fan Xihua: "Without the college entrance exam, can you compete with ’rich second generations’?"

Students: "We can’t!"

Fan Xihua: "With the college entrance exam, can you compete with ’rich second generations’?"

"Uhh..."

The students hesitated...

Then glanced at Lu Xiaobu...

Thought about it...

Caught each other’s eyes...

And collectively nodded:

"We still can’t!"

"Ugh!" Black-faced Yama was stunned too, then glanced at Lu Xiaobu, and rolled his eyes: "Fine, fine, forget I said anything, you can’t compete."

"Hahaha!"

The seniors all laughed.

...

Led by Fan Xihua, under the envious glances from passersby, the seniors walked towards the Workers Stadium.

It must be said, using this stadium that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, for a private concert for these thousand or so seniors, is indeed quite extravagant and wasteful.

After all, including the teachers, students, all the celebrities, and their assistants, there were only 1497 people, just shy of 1500!

For this, Fan Xihua had asked Lu Xiaobu whether he wanted to sell off the remaining seats to make some money.

Of course, Lu Xiaobu’s answer was no.

Make money? What money?

What money can a wastrel make?

The students were eagerly waiting for the opening...

Lu Xiaobu was excitedly participating in the lottery.

He was thinking, the amount he could squander was whopping over three hundred million!

If he drew one at a time, he could do it over 300 times!

"System, draw the lottery."

Lu Xiaobu rubbed his hands and said.

"What kind do you want?"

The system asked out loud.

Having had good cooperation before, their communication now was particularly smooth!

"Not many requirements, first, it must have strong protective abilities, second, it shouldn’t be exhausting, and third, it should preferably be reusable, not something that’s gone after one use."

Lu Xiaobu set out his requirements.

"Your requirements are really simple, huh? Wanting powerful yet effortless and also reusable," the system rolled its eyes, "Why don’t you just say you want to be invincible in this world?"

"That’s okay too." Lu Xiaobu nodded.

"Beat it!" The system laughingly scolded: "Let me look around and see if there’s a suitable one! However, be mentally prepared, even if there’s a suitable one, it’s definitely going to be expensive."

"Okay, I’m aware!" Lu Xiaobu nodded.

After a while, the system finally found one.

"It’s my lucky day, finally found something."

The system proudly said: "A Protective Jade Pendant from the Ancient Sound Wave Sect, as long as you stimulate it with your voice, it can form a protective shield, blocking external attacks, simple, powerful, and the best part is it still has quite a lot of energy, probably enough for you to use for a while."

"Alright." Lu Xiaobu was pleased, "How much?"

"Three hundred million."

"You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you! Just aiming for my squander value."

"What, do you want me to find a disposable one instead? That would be a lot cheaper."

"Forget it, let’s stick with this one! Might be problematic if you can’t find one next time!"

"..."

After going through the motions of a lottery draw, Lu Xiaobu obtained this pre-chosen reward—the Magic Sound Jade Pendant!

...

And at this moment!

An unexpected visitor arrived at the door.

"Liu Changlong? What are you here for?"

Fan Xihua, acting temporarily as security, blocked Liu Changlong who was trying to enter.

"What, Fan Xihua, am I not a student of Shimen First Middle School? Am I not a senior? I can’t go in?"

Liu Changlong had a sloppy beard, his eyes were full of blood veins, exuding a sense of vicissitudes.

The current him was completely different in concept from that previously flashy, high-profile son of the Liu Family.

"This!"

Fan Xihua was at a loss for words!

Indeed, Liu Changlong was a senior at Shimen First Middle School, and this concert was prepared for the seniors.

Both sensibly and morally, he had no right to prevent Liu Changlong from entering.

But!

Look at him, would anyone believe he’s just here to listen to music?

Even a blind man could see he’s here to cause trouble!

"Move aside!"

Liu Changlong coldly stated, his face sinister: "In the past, at school, I let you off several times, now, you better not provoke me!"

Previously, he acted like a good boy at school just to maintain his title on the Newcomer Rich List.

But now...

What worthless Newcomer Rich List?

He had no concerns anymore!

What was Fan Xihua anyway, to dare block him!?

"No! You can’t go in!" Fan Xihua gritted his teeth, continuing to obstruct.

There were too many students inside, he couldn’t bear any accidents.

"If you don’t accept the toast, you must face the forfeit!"

Liu Changlong’s eyes glinted sharply, a burst of murderous aura shot out!

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