No one can be a dog licker

"What? What money? Isn't it mine..." Lei Zhizhi couldn't help but interrupt, but was stopped by Wu Baitian.

"Then how much do you have?" Wu Baitian asked Lin Yi, trying to remain calm.

Lin Yi silently took out his mobile phone and started the operation. "Ding, 2000 yuan has been deposited into my account."

When Wu Baitian heard the notification tone, her calm expression began to crack. It wasn't that she didn't expect Lin Yi to transfer the money so straightforwardly. But she didn't expect the amount to be less than last night.

"Why is it even less?" Wu Baitian frowned and gritted his teeth. How could a wealthy young master like her squeeze toothpaste like this?

Lin Yi said helplessly while picking at the food in his bowl: "My grandfather was very angry about what happened yesterday. The consequences are very serious! So I only have 2000 pocket money per week.

Oh! Yes! If you need money urgently, I still have hundreds of thousands in my meal card, you can take it, but you have to pay for my meals in the future."

Hearing this, Wu Baitian clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"I've been eating Lei Zhizhi's food all the time, how can I care about your food? Dream on! I won't ask you for money anymore, I'll go find Teacher Lin. Get out of here now! I don't want to see you for even a second."

Lin Yi's face was slightly embarrassed, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "But...but in our family, whoever owes money has always been responsible for paying it back. My family members will never help pay the money back. This is a matter of principle!"

After saying this, he closed his mouth tightly, lowered his head silently, and took something out of his pocket.

Wu Baitian grabbed Lin Yi by the collar, and stared at him fiercely through his sunglasses with bloodshot eyes: "Lin Yi! You king..."

Just when Wu Baitian was about to blurt out the swear words, he saw Lin Yi take out the bottle of medicine from his pocket.

"Zi, hey...why do you speak and act half-sentenced?"

Wu Baitian snatched the medicine bottle from Lin Yi's hand, looked at the ten Qi and Blood Pills inside, and smiled broadly.

"Can I use this as payment?" Lin Yi said sincerely, "plus the money you helped me with, I will transfer 2000 yuan to you every week from now on, and you can pay it back slowly. If you can't pay it back, you can always pay it back, right?"

"Hahahaha! School Prince Lin, Young Master Lin, Mr. Lin..." Wu Baitian showed a flattering smile on her face. She carefully smoothed out the marks left when she grabbed Lin Yi's collar just now, for fear of causing any discomfort to the God of Wealth.

"Look at what you said, isn't it my duty to help you? After all, you are the face of our Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School!

The stronger you are, the more face our Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School will have. These are all trivial matters, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. "

Then, she continued, "But since Young Master Lin has said so, if I don't accept it, wouldn't it seem a bit ungrateful? So in the future, I'll have to trouble you to transfer my pocket money to me in time."

After saying that, she put the Qi and Blood Pill in her pocket with great satisfaction. It seemed that she could still go easy on Bu Heiye and the other two in the afternoon...

"Together in the afternoon?"

Lin Yi adapted to Wu Baitian's changing attitude very quickly. His grandfather's idea was that he should build a good relationship with Wu Baitian, but he did not agree with what his grandfather said about inducement. In his opinion, such a relationship could not last long.

What he longed for was to establish a deeper bond with Wu Baitian, rather than just relying on direct interest relations.

Although this relationship seemed direct, Lin Yi was quite disdainful of it. He was used to seeing all kinds of faces, and he was tired of that shallow way.

What, then, is a deeper bond than that between creditors and debtors? Debts seem to exist yet not be fully accumulated, and even after they are paid off, there always seems to be something left unpaid.

Lin Yi put the last piece of meat on the plate into his mouth, and then showed a satisfied and comfortable smile.

"Sure!" Wu Baitian agreed happily, "Zhizhi, come with us!"

Only then did Lin Yi look squarely at the man who used to be the second in command and is now the sixth in command - Lei Zhizhi. He was somewhat surprised by his nickname. Does this name sound so feminine?

"Zhizhi?"

"..." Lei Zhizhi looked at the sudden warmth between the two and couldn't help feeling a sense of regret.

And this damn 'Zhi Zhi', "It's Zhi, with the fourth tone, not the first tone!"

This was the umpteenth time he had stressed this issue, but each time ended in failure.

He shook his head helplessly, deciding not to dwell on it anymore, and continued, "Forget it, I'm going to the visualization room to visualize today. I've gained some insights into breathing techniques recently."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Lin Yi and Wu Baitian alone without even having a meal.

Seeing Lei Zhizhi leave without looking back, Wu Baitian suddenly asked, "Are you familiar with Mei Feng?"

"Not familiar with him." Although Lin Yi was surprised that Wu Baitian would suddenly mention Mei Feng, he still answered honestly, "He is not easy to get along with, and seems very arrogant."

Wu Baitian quickly showed off his fandom, "Oh? How do you do it?"

"He actually thinks he can beat me." Lin Yi shook his head in disbelief, then brought a plate of rice filled with yak beef and sat down again.

Wu Baitian didn't know for a moment who was crazy.

After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Well... one should always have dreams, what if they come true?"

Lin Yi tilted his head, as if he was surprised that Wu Baitian would say such an unrealistic thing: "Huh? There is obviously no such thing as a chance, right?"

Lin Yi looked at Wu Baitian, his face expressionless but his eyes extremely serious, as if telling Wu Baitian a fact - he couldn't lose.

Wu Baitian was completely choked by Lin Yi's gaze and words. Yes, there was indeed no such thing. Lin Yi was a genius among millions.

Even without Wu Baitian's help, he was only one step away from becoming the God of War.

People are born into different classes, and geniuses are naturally divided into different levels as well.

"Ha, a one-on-one duel!" A boy threw the plate on Wu Baitian's table with a dull "bang". Then his eyes passed Wu Baitian and looked firmly at Lin Yi.

The atmosphere that should have been tense was broken by a voice.

"Oh my god, what did I miss? No way! I haven't even eaten yet, and the fight is about to begin? So where is the one-on-one duel? It's during the day, and you didn't even wait for me!"

Bu Heiye ran over and sat opposite Wu Baitian, showing off his fandom while muttering, "Baitian~ you're sitting in the wrong position. He challenged my male god to a duel and his eyes even looked over you. The sense of oppression is gone~"

"Who are you!"

When Bu Heiye saw the man turn around and ask her, she immediately smiled politely, "My name is Bu Heiye." Then she pointed at Wu Baitian across from her, "Her name is Wu Baitian."

Mei Feng didn't expect Bu Heiye to actually answer his question. This feeling was very offensive and inconsistent. "Do you know who I am?"

"I know, I know, Crazy Mei! Challenge my idol to a duel at the beginning of the school term, and I can knock you down with just one punch.

But you refused to admit it, and got up and kicked my idol again. When you saw my idol was about to leave, you hugged my idol's thighs again and almost pulled my idol's pants off! "

As Bu Heiye spoke, he gestured seriously.

"The result was another punch! You finally lay on the ground unable to get up, but you were still shouting, 'That's it?' The news spread throughout the school, and the results were always the same. I was lucky enough to see it once."

"..." Mei Feng looked at the little girl in front of him and fell silent. Mainly because what she said was true, without any exaggeration.

Seeing Mei Feng remaining silent, Bu Heiye didn't know what to say.

If it were anyone else, she would have made some sarcastic remarks, but she had to admit that, apart from Lin Yi, Mei Feng's looks were one of the best in the school.

Compared to Fang Yuan, he lacks the sense of youth and has a bit more unruly ruffian spirit, giving people a slightly evil impression. As a face control, Bu Heiye does not prefer this kind of hang, but who can resist beautiful things?

Therefore, she not only remembered the miserable state of Mei Feng at that time vividly, but also had a deep sympathy for him...

Lin Yi turned a deaf ear to it and ate quietly.

Wu Baitian had already finished his meal. He looked vaguely at Mei Feng standing beside him and said calmly, "Don't fight alone. Let's fight in a group."