China people in British universities are divided into two categories: undergraduates and postgraduates. There are many undergraduates with rich second generation, and most graduate students come from ordinary families.

These two kinds of people often despise each other.

Among the rich second generation around me, two boys stand out. At that time, we all called them "the two rich children", and some people called them "the two prodigals".

They are tall and short, and the short one is more high-profile than the tall one.

At that time, there was no iphone, and their biggest hobby was to change their mobile phones. On average, they changed a model in January. At one time, there were many styles of mobile phones, and the short ones actually changed to three in January.

Later, when the iPhone came out, they finally didn't have to change their phones frequently, because there was only one iPhone a year.

Tall people also like fashion shows. Every time a big brand comes out with a new model, he will take a short one to visit London. Once they came back and wore an identical Armani gray trench coat, and I couldn't help whispering, "How handsome!"

This is the first time I understand that famous brand designers really don't eat for free.

Apart from splurging, those two rich kids are not bad. Tall people are taciturn, while short people love to chat. He likes to show off his wealth best. Sometimes when he is happy, he will talk about catching loach in his hometown when he was a child.

He is from Wenzhou. He didn't have much money at home when he was a child, and then it broke out.

Most international students cook their own meals, and a few well-off students order pizza, while those two rich second generations eat out every day.

They are all gourmets and occasionally take me out to eat Haisai. They let me know that there are so many delicious foods in our small place that we can even eat authentic sushi.

There are three of them and a fat man. Later, fatty fell out with them. "Those two black sheep" is the name of the fat man at the beginning.

Once I asked the fat man why he fell out with them, and he disdained to say:

"Who the fuck knows, the young master lost his temper, and I don't have a fucking young master's temper?"

He also told me that when he returned to China this time, he was going to ask his father's company to send more people to meet him at the airport to shock the two prodigals at the scene. (They returned to China on the same plane)

I don't know if he carried out this plan later. Although the two rich children were generous, they returned to China and took economy class.

My best friend in college, Xiaohei, is also a rich second generation. He is from Hangzhou, probably 175. He has dark skin and looks ordinary.

But he is good at picking up girls.

He often goes out with some small jewelry in Hangzhou. When he sees a beautiful girl, he will go up with a necklace and bracelet and say:

"Did you drop this?"

In order to pick up girls, he also specially kept a cage of rabbits at home. Sometimes he catches up with one when he drives into the street. When he sees a beautiful one, he will do the same thing again and ask her if she has given up the rabbit.

He was only 18 years old when he met me, but he has slept with more than 70 girls and showed me a few. They are all beautiful.

Although he loves women, he doesn't spend much money on them. He only buys a few pairs of CK underwear for his girlfriend at most.

All the money is spent on yourself.

Black bought a Mini Cooper as soon as he came to school, and soon changed to a BMW. When he changed cars, the Mini couldn't be sold for the time being, so for a while he had two cars at the same time, and he was very proud of it. During this period, Facebook signed:

"Have 2 cars at the same time." (owning two cars at the same time)

He often drives me to the next city to eat hot pot in that BMW, with one foot on the accelerator of 220km/h, but every time I sit in his car, I feel extremely safe.

Until one time, we were stopped by the police for speeding. It was driving without a license, and the BMW was towed away directly. Fortunately, we met a kind-hearted man who stopped by the gas station and took us home.

On the road, the good-hearted people soared the car to 240 kilometers and arrived in a short time.

Before the police towed away the BMW, Xiaohe was asked to take all the soft things (CDs, various documents) from his car. When we got to the door of the dormitory, he was holding the pile of soft things and kept chanting:

"Finished, my girlfriend will scold me to death ..."

His girlfriend is average-looking, but she is very nice and a rich second generation. She knows all kinds of gangsters in England, and the three of us often watch movies and play board games together.

She dotes on Blackie, just like Chumei dotes on Yongze in Norwegian Forest, and repeatedly tolerates each other's philandering.

It was still in the MSN era. One day, I suddenly saw Xiaohe posting an article on MSN space: a letter of criticism to Daisy.

Daisy is his girlfriend's name.

He came up with a poem:

Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, which is not as good for me as daisy.

Then I deeply reviewed the affair that Daisy had just caught with other girls. I saw Daisy say something in the message box below:

"Nothing, just know your mistakes."

Later, Daisy managed to redeem Xiaohei's BMW through her friends in London.

Driving without a license and speeding are illegal in Britain, and if they are serious, they will go to prison, but this is only solved by Daisy.

This made me understand for the first time that this kind of thing can also work in Britain.

Xiao He loves famous brands. He likes to wear Bape's hoodie best.

I am very different from him. I like comfort. I often wear Martha's pajamas to class. He always laughs at my unfashionability.

Once when we were studying together, he picked up my brand-name glasses and looked at them:

"garbage."

Then he proudly pointed to his glasses and said:

Gucci ~ "

Then pointed to his shoes:

"It's also Gucci ~"

Finally, he fell into narcissism, two hands pointing to glasses and shoes respectively:

"Gucci, Gucci, yeah!"

I looked at his intoxicated expression, the in the mind even a little secretly admire him:

"The happiness of children is as simple as that."

Compared with Andy, these rich second generation families are really dwarfed.

Andy's parents are from Hongkong and Taiwan Province Province, and his family should be in the top 50 of the rich list in Greater China.

He grew up in England, but he speaks English with an American accent because he went to an international school.

He has two identities:

I have seen the richest rich second generation in my life; The most handsome boy I have ever seen in my life.

He is as popular with women as Xiaohei, but Xiaohei only knows how to pick up girls and is seduced by women all day.

When eating or partying, he always deliberately keeps his distance from girls, is polite and never gets close.

Only when women are so popular will there be such a performance. He was afraid to leave it to those girls.

At that time, there was a beautiful Hong Kong girl in our dormitory, and many boys had difficulties in chasing her (Korean boys, Hong Kong boys, British boys), but Andy hooked her shoulder after the first speech without any resistance.

This scene made me understand for the first time that as long as I look good, I can really do whatever I want.

Once I went to the library with him, he suddenly took out a lighter and lit a cigarette. I quickly stopped him (smoking is not allowed indoors in Britain), and he just smiled at me:

"Just kidding, relax." (Just kidding, don't panic)

This joke is not funny at all, but I was caught by the way he lit a cigarette.

However, after God gave him the best family and face value, he did not give him talent at the same time. He is not clever, but he is still a little cute. Once when we were eating at a table, he suddenly said:

"My dad bought another plane yesterday, and I don't like it very much."

He's not showing off. On weekdays, he is actually very low-key, just wearing a T-shirt and cropped trousers and cooking by bus like us.

He looks a bit like Doumyouji Tsukasa, the only difference is that he is more handsome than Doumyouji Tsukasa.

Only he has a bad hobby: gambling.

On one occasion, he filled in the name of a casino on Facebook at his workplace, and then wrote impressively in the "occupation" column:

Gambler (gambler)

Sometimes, I envy him as much as I envy Blackie, because their happiness is so simple and easy.