The morning class was over. Xia Zhi silently took out the shabby disposable lunch box and looked at the food in it that was not bad at all. He felt like crying. He had made money just now, but now he could only eat food bought at convenience stores.
Comes with lunch.
Therefore, money is really not everything. Xia Zhi figured it out in an instant, opened the lunch box and took a bite... except that it was a bit cold, it tasted pretty good...
And the portion is enough. Xia Zhi can't actually eat much. His intake per meal should be relatively small compared to his peers. But it doesn't mean that he can only eat so much. As long as he eats this much,
It's enough, and you can eat more, but in the end, it's just enough. Except for snacks, which are rough snacks that you can't control once you eat them, Xia Zhi actually doesn't have high requirements for food such as meals.
Compared to the food, the drinks looked more tempting.
While he was eating slowly, a lunch box suddenly fell from the sky and landed on Xia Zhi's table, startling him.
"Fuck."
"Xia Zhijun, I know the meaning of what you just said." Yamamoto Ryoko nonchalantly pulled the chair of the female classmate sitting in front of Xia Zhi and sat down.
"Wow, why are you so miserable today?"
This is what she sighed after seeing the disposable lunch box.
"Xia Zhijun, good afternoon."
Shiraishi Rika also walked over from the side, put down her lunch box, and borrowed a chair from the female classmate beside her.
"Xia Zhijun. Did you get up too late in the morning and have no time to cook?"
"No. There was a power failure in the apartment. When I woke up in the morning, there was no electricity. How could we cook?"
Xia Zhi explained, while chewing the food slowly, feeling the wonderful texture of the cold food. I knew I should have asked the clerk to heat it up, but it might still be a little warm...
"Do you want me to share a little bit with you? It seems like the portion is a bit not enough."
"No need. This amount is almost just right. Although it's a bit cold..."
"Well, if you don't mind, would you like to have a taste of this?"
Shiraishi Rika handed over a rice ball. It looked very ordinary, but this rice ball had a warm feeling...
"Thank you. To be honest, it was a bit hard to eat after the bento went cold."
Natsuki took the rice ball, and Yamamoto Ryoko was dumbfounded.
"Xia Zhijun, you are treating me differently!"
"No, to be honest, anything is fine. I just want to eat something hot." Xia Zhi took a bite from a corner of the triangular rice ball. It was warm and tasted pretty good. Well, life is full of hope.
"What, whatever is fine..." Baishi Lihua glanced at Xia Zhi resentfully.
Yamamoto Ryoko bared his teeth.
"You really know how to chat."
"?"
Natsuki glanced at Ryoko Yamamoto doubtfully.
"Forget it. That's how you are, Xia Zhijun."
"How do you make it seem like you understand me very well..."
Xia Zhi ate the cold lunch with the rice balls and felt much better than before. As the so-called life of food, temperature is definitely a part of it. Temperature gives people the feeling of being alive.
The three of them chatted in twos and threes, and Xia Zhi finally ate the bento. Although it was not much, after eating a little bit, he would not be hungry, and at least he could survive to eat in the cafe in the afternoon. If during this period
If you are hungry, you can only drink water.
"By the way, Xia Zhijun, do you know about our school trip?"
"Although I remember someone said it, I don't have any impression. Where are you going? This is my first time. I'm a little bit looking forward to it. After all, there are no free travel opportunities in China."
"Xia Zhijun, there is a fee for study trips."
Because he had never understood the concept of a study trip in detail, Xia Zhi was stunned when he heard that there was a charge.
"Is there actually a fee? There is no such plot in novels and animations."
"This part will not be written or broadcast in novels and animations."
"Let me ask, how much do you charge?"
"I don't know where I'm going yet, but it will cost about 6,000 to 8,000 yen, right?"
"...Can I not go?"
The duration of a school trip is usually four to five days, and the average daily salary is about 2,000 yen, plus another 6,000 yen. In other words, this school trip has lost at least 10,000 days and 4,000 yen. If you still have
If you want to buy some gifts or something to send home, the cost will be even more. If you add up the seven, seven or eight, you will lose at least 15,000 yen, which is more than 870 yuan when converted into RMB...
Eh? It seems acceptable? Domestic travel also costs about the same, right? Budget travel doesn’t count.
Moreover, I just received a huge sum of money... Xia Zhi suddenly realized that he could go on a study trip.
"Xia Zhijun... you're not that poor, are you? Do you need me to lend you my pocket money?"
Ryoko Yamamoto suddenly felt that Natsuki's life was actually very difficult. Six thousand yen was enough to survive even in junior high school. Natsuki Jun actually asked, "Can I not go?" What could be worse than this?
Of?
"I can lend it to you too..." Shiraishi Rika also showed concern for poor children.
Xia Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth. "No need, I suddenly remembered that I just received a huge sum of money."
"Don't deceive yourself, be strong." Shiraishi Lihua tried to help her classmate get out of the shadow of poverty.
"I didn't! I really could go!"
What responded to him was a loving gaze, so dazzling.
"I'm not lying. Don't look at me like that."
What remains unchanged is the eyes full of goodwill.
"Haha." Xia Zhi was too lazy to explain.
The class bell finally rang. Shiraishi Rika and Yamamoto Ryoko left with misunderstandings, and Natsuki continued the class with depression. Studying time always passed very fast. When other students in the class were still unfinished,
Xia Zhi had already walked out of the classroom like the teacher's shadow.
He can definitely become an excellent stalker.
When going downstairs, Xia Zhi sent a message to the female psychotic writer and asked her to wait in the cafe last time. When the school building became lively, Xia Zhi had already stepped out of the school gate.
An old man with a video camera came out of the guard room and looked at the door suspiciously.
"Why didn't that ghost figure show up today?"
"Takeda, why are you walking so fast? You're still holding a camera. Are you trying to secretly record a female high school student? You can't do this kind of thing."
An older, intimidating-looking uncle followed.
"No, I have been seeing a ghost figure leaving the school every day for the past few days, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. I originally wanted to take a photo today."
"Gui Ying? You drank too much... Oh. I understand. The ghost you are talking about should be a student."
"Student?" Takeda was puzzled.
"Yes. It seems you are an international student or a transfer student. You just came this month, I don't know. Since last semester, students were the first to walk out of the door almost every day, but the speed was not so fast at the beginning.
When the semester was almost over, he would run out of school seven or eight seconds after the bell rang. Now, it must be faster again, right?" the fierce uncle thought.
"So fast? Are you from the track and field club?"
"I don't know about that. Okay, let's get to work. Pay attention to those people who act suspiciously. Since you brought the camera, use it by the way. After all, there is only one surveillance camera at the gate of our school."
The two guards started working. After nearly a minute, students came out of the school building one after another.
Takeda felt that he must have met an urban legend-level figure, and he must brag about it to his colleagues when he went back.
After Xia Zhi walked for a while, he finally came to the cafe where he met last time. After being welcomed into the cafe by the young lady with "Welcome", Xia Zhi looked around but did not find Tachibana Aya.
, probably not arrived yet. Xia Zhi casually found a conspicuous place to sit down, and then ordered a cup of milk tea.
I'm not used to drinking cheaper coffee, but I'm not willing to drink expensive coffee, so I can only lower my requirements and drink something else.
Xia Zhi was playing with her mobile phone and drinking milk tea. When the milk tea was about to bottom out, Tachibana Aya finally came. The school uniform she was wearing felt particularly familiar to Xia Zhi...
A white top with gold trim, a black and red plaid skirt, and the school badge that can be seen at a glance...
"Are you originally from Yuhua High School?"
"Didn't I tell you?" She pushed up her glasses with her hand, "How about it? My new disguise?"
"If a pair of glasses can be used as a disguise, then this technology has really come to an end."
"Can't you just compliment me honestly and say I'm beautiful?"
"Judging from the context, this is simply a preface that doesn't match the follower, right?"
Xia Zhi complained.
"You actually talked to me about context in front of me? Do you know what you are doing? There is a Chinese idiom called... called..."
"...do whatever you want."
"Ah, yes! Banmen...men...Chinese is so difficult."
In the end, she still couldn't say the idiom.
"Okay, okay." Xia Zhi knocked on the table, "Except for the ones I gave away, I sold all of your signatures. There are fifteen copies in total, each is 3,000 yen, which adds up to 40,000 yen."
Five thousand yen, half of it per person is twenty-two thousand five hundred yen. This is your share."
Tachibana Aya's eyes suddenly flashed with light. She took the envelope handed over by Xia Zhi, opened it slightly, took a look, and then closed it. Really, just took a look. Why are you so skillful? Xia Zhi.
I really want to ask this.
"This way I can earn more money on more orders."
"It's better to play less mobile games with krypton gold, that thing is a bottomless pit." Xia Zhi suddenly thought of the blood and tears on the way to find Heizhen's wife, but Zige wanted to fight for love, and his heart suddenly twisted.
pain.
"That's one of the few dreams I have."
"If you treat that thing as a dream, you are hopeless."
"Here, this is what I promised you yesterday." She handed over a pile of paper, which was signed by Zhu Yueliang, whom Xia Zhi was very familiar with.
"Let's forget it." Xia Zhi refused and took a sip of milk tea, "If you continue to do it, it will affect your reputation. And you also have to send an autograph to the interaction that the relationship was taken away because of losing the bet.
information."
"Eh? Why don't you do it? It's just a reputation." She didn't care.
But Xia Zhi couldn't agree with this psychotic writer.
"If you continue to sell autographs privately, you will be raking in the cake. Are you going to give up those millions and tens of millions of yen just for these tens of thousands of yen?"
Tachibana Aya thought carefully and nodded reluctantly.