Room 504 was a gathering place for gamblers. When Zhang Fan knocked on the door, a voice inside shouted at him, "Dealer, you've been slacking off lately. If you don't come soon, I'll starve to death. Hurry up, two packs of braised meat and two eggs.",“Goodness, this is unexpected! Even the peddler has joined in. Come on everyone, make some room!” As he spoke, seven or eight people quickly made space.,Over the past twenty years, I've finally managed to scrape together enough money for tuition. Zhang Fan took a wad of cash and paid his tuition, looking at the receipt in his hand, Zhang Fan had a feeling of MMP. He spent all year working hard just to make enough money for tuition and living expenses. To take a shortcut, he just casually made up the amount.。