Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

The two of them had just walked out of the teaching building, supporting each other, when Chi Qinghe pushed Song Xulin away in disgust.

"Use it and then throw it away. How can you be so heartless?"

Song Xulin put his hands behind his head and followed Chi Qinghe lazily, no longer looking as weak as before.

He yawned and said casually, "I'm sleepy. Go buy me some food and send it to the dormitory."

"Why...what do you want to eat?"

Three hundred-dollar bills, the attitude changed so quickly, Chi Qinghe served with a smile.

"Scallion oil noodles, add more vinegar, and ask for cilantro and pickled mustard greens instead of scallions."

"West Canteen sesame cakes, add meat and green onions. Don't forget to ask the boss to add a little sugar before baking."

"I want the soy milk from the East Canteen. It's pure and has more sugar..."

"That's all for now. I'm afraid you won't be able to remember more."

[Host, this person is asking for too much.] 4011 said angrily.

He wants onions on one side, but not on the other. Is this person's tongue incompetent? Or was he gifted with two stomachs?

If you put sugar in everything, why don’t you pickle yourself in the sugar jar!

"Three hundred yuan, a great value for money." Chi Qinghe read the street signs while familiarizing himself with the school. "And I won't be easily mistaken. In the future... he will be a good person with a conscience."

[Good person? Host, you are quite unique in praising others.]

[Praise? Which ear of yours heard me praising him?] Chi Qinghe chuckled.

A conscientious, good man, and also a picky young master with a stubborn temper, his every move hits the mark.

4011 raised his hands and felt around, "Host, I don't have ears, only eyes and a mouth."

Chi Qinghe: [……]

What is he asking for?

How big can the brain of a system that has lost all the plot be?

However, he only said half of what he said.

Song Xulin is indeed a troublesome partner.

But above money, human feelings are more important.

In the class, Song Xulin was the only one who talked to him.

Although his words were sarcastic and cocky, his actions truly treated the original owner as a friend.

Especially the extremely easy act of taking out money.

Considering how stingy the original owner's mother was, it would be a good thing if she didn't steal the original owner's money, let alone give him money voluntarily.

Although Huayang Affiliated High School has set up a scholarship, he is still a student after all, so they won’t give him too much, and the amount is definitely not enough to support his daily expenses.

So where does he get the money for food and shopping?

He had previously suspected that the original owner was working secretly, but it turned out that he had met such a "boy who gives away money".

The original owner's family was considered an outlier in the class—

A gambling stepfather, a vampire mother, poor living conditions, and a dull and taciturn personality.

Definitely not a likable character.

Cowardly outliers will be excluded, targeted and isolated.

But the only luck in his misfortune was that there was the nosy Song Xulin standing in his way.

He loves fighting, is not sociable, is a problem teenager...he has been given all kinds of titles.

The fear of the classmates made the original owner suffer less physical pain, but all of this was inflicted on him mentally.

I don’t know if I was thinking too deeply, but in a trance, fragments of the original owner’s vague memories flashed through my mind.

It's not a good feeling to be isolated by the whole class. Everyone will deliberately ignore him——

When handing out the test papers, I would hold his paper and openly shout, "When did this person appear in the class?"

Or deliberately step on his mop while he's cleaning and enjoy his meltdown in a disgusting way.

Or how many times she carelessly threw his books into the trash, claiming that even if it was trash, it had to stay where it belonged...

"Chi Qinghe! Big brother! Please, please hurry up. I haven't eaten all day and I'm waiting for your meal. If I starve to death, you'll have to collect my body!"

Chi Qinghe entered the elevator, pressed the button for the seventh floor, and silently put the phone away. After the roaring sound weakened a little, he continued, "Two minutes."

"Stop dithering! Don't hang up the phone! I'll come over in person."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of someone getting out of bed came from the other end of the phone, and the sound of slippers tapping on the tiles.

The elevator door opened, and the voice on the phone quickly joined the echo in the corridor.

Before Chi Qinghe raised his hand, the other party came running over, snatched the bag from his hand angrily, and turned away.

But after walking a few steps, he turned back and threw the pancake into Chi Qinghe's arms, saying angrily, "It's all your fault for being too slow. How can I eat a cold pancake? Take it away!"

After saying that, he ran back to the dormitory in his slippers making a clicking sound.

The dormitory is equipped with an anti-theft door, and the sound of closing and locking it is very loud.

Chi Qinghe listened to the noise coming from not far away, lowered his eyes, quietly stared at the still warm pancake in his arms, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

……

Chi Qinghe's eyes quickly swept across the student information card at the door, and soon found his name on 708.

He glanced at 709 on the right, but finally gave up the sudden idea, turned off the door handle and walked in.

The configuration of Huayang High School is more luxurious than that of graduate student dormitories in many universities.

There are only two people living in the dormitory, and it is fully equipped with basic facilities such as air-conditioned balcony, water dispenser, washing machine, and independent bathroom.

There is still a lot of space left, so the bed and table are not put together. They are installed symmetrically on both sides, one in front and one behind.

Chi Qinghe looked towards the bed on the right and murmured in a very low voice.

"Gong Huasui."

Good... a rich name.

If this family doesn't have mountains of gold, silver, and waterfalls of diamonds, it won't be able to justify this name.

Chi Qinghe quickly glanced at the things of this noble roommate. They were brand new and had never been opened. The bedding was packed in bags. It was obvious that he was a person who often took leave.

This is good. He likes quietness, and with fewer people disturbing him at night, he can catch up on the knowledge he missed as soon as possible.

The campus radio stopped and started again, started and stopped again as the sky darkened rapidly. The first and second year high school students had finished their evening study and were rushing to the dormitory in a noisy manner.

As for the senior high school students, they will have to take the selective examination in three months.

Time was tight, so we had an extra evening self-study class, which ended at 10:50.

After concentrating for too long, my eyes became sore and swollen. When I closed my eyes and squinted, tears came out.

He pressed his temples with his fingers, loosening and tightening them. When he had almost recovered, he stopped pressing and stood up to take a shower to wake himself up.

Just as I took out my clean pajamas, there was a knock on the door, followed by Song Xulin's arrogant tone.

"Hey, are you asleep?"

Chi Qinghe opened the door and asked, "Are you hungry again?"

"Do I look like the kind of person who eats and sleeps all the time? Get out of the way!"

Song Xulin was so angry that his eyebrows jumped up. He pushed Chi Qinghe away with his shoulder, glanced at the book spread out on the table, and sneered.

He pulled the stool around, turned it around, and sat down, crossing his legs with his toes trembling.

"Give me your phone and I'll give it to the teacher for you tomorrow."

Under normal circumstances, every Sunday when I come home, my cell phone will be taken away by my class teacher and locked in the safe.

The class teacher knew that Chi Qinghe didn't have a cell phone, so he didn't take the initiative to look for him.

As for Song Xulin, this kid comes from a rich family.

Other people's cunning rabbits have three burrows, but he has ninety-nine and eighty-one burrows.

The speed of collecting cannot keep up with the speed of buying.