I'm crazy, don't mess with me. I just love to pretend to be crazy, remember that.

After Si Qian finished speaking, she picked up the dumbbell that the old man next to her was using for exercising with one hand and glared at the audience.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor; whoever's mother has a hard life should make amends; you can't cook but you can wield a knife, let's see if you've got a screw loose; you're incredibly strong, you can toss things around with your arms, just you wait and see if I'm any tougher!"

In the blink of an eye, only Si Qian and Pei Li remained in the bustling matchmaking corner.

Because everyone has disappeared.

Before the old lady left, she was still cursing and swearing that she had met a lunatic today.

Si Qian took a few steps forward, looked back, and saw Pei Li still standing there dumbfounded. She rushed over and grabbed his wrist.

"Plankton, let's go back to Bikini Bottom!"

On the way, Pei Li hesitated several times before speaking.

Noticing something was off about him, Si Qian asked, "Boss, what are you trying to say?"

Pei Li stopped and cleared his throat: "Mr. Krabs, let me introduce myself. I can wear Nike instead of Adidas, I'm open to being a sucker, you can beat up my dad and stepmother, and I can eat as many hamburgers as you want. I can accept any other conditions. I only have one request."

Si Qian asked suspiciously, "What are the requirements?"

Pei Li: "Could you please stop posting these bath photos everywhere?"

Si Qian: "..."

Ah this...

What if someone takes your random, fabricated story seriously?

Si Qian patted his forearm and casually gave it a squeeze.

"Don't worry, if there really are photos of me taking a shower, I'll definitely keep them for myself!"

……

Back at the villa rented by the production team, Director Zheng and Director Wu sat on the sofa in the downstairs common living room eating takeout. Director Zheng slurped up noodles, while Director Wu ate ramen.

Perhaps because the food was a bit spicy, Director Wu casually picked up the ice cream next to him and took a bite.

"Mei Qian!"

"What's wrong, Youqian?"

Director Zheng gritted his teeth: "You ate my ice cream!"

After saying that, Director Zheng unexpectedly stuck out his tongue and licked the ice cream next to Director Wu's hand.

"Youqian!"

"Mei Qian!"

Director Wu angrily snatched Director Zheng's bowl of noodles and slurped a mouthful.

"Mei Qian!"

"Youqian!"

Director Zheng quickly took Director Wu's noodles and took a bite.

The two began a back-and-forth, extreme tug-of-war.

Amidst repeated questions about whether they had money or not, the two finished their meal and let out a satisfied burp. Unable to determine a winner, they both turned their attention to Si Qian and Pei Li as they entered the room.

"hey-hey!"

"Hehe~"

The two directors exchanged a glance, then simultaneously turned away, rubbing their hands together.

"Boss Rogue!"

Mr. Krabs!

Si Qian and Pei Li followed suit.

Pei Li held the rum-flavored ice cream that Si Qian had bought for herself for a hefty sum of seven yuan, and clinked glasses with her across the void.

Si Qian, holding her vanilla cookie-flavored ice cream that cost her a whopping seven yuan, bumped into him from a distance.

"It smells so good!"

"So sweet!"

The Bear in the Big Blue House team was immediately on the defensive.

Director Zheng directly challenged Wu from afar: "You owe me my ice cream!"

Director Wu unleashed a powerful move: "Why don't you apologize for not making me pay for my meal!"

While the two were fighting, Si Qian and Pei Li went upstairs and found a place to eat.

"Where is your tutor's follow-up visit later? I'll take you there."

"No need, his school is nearby, he'll come find me later."

To be honest, this student of hers is a bit rebellious, the complete opposite of Ji Mingxuan, who is a gloomy type.

Hearing that the other party would be coming to see Si Qian later, someone felt a little jealous and tried to subtly inquire about the "enemy's situation".

Is he handsome?

"Uh...he looks...quite unique."

Is someone with a strong personality?

That means he's not handsome.

Pei Li, sitting opposite Si Qian, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I won't bother you with your follow-up visit."

After finishing his meal, Pei Li got up and went back.

A smart man knows how to play hard to get.

Don't push people too hard; always leave them some space.

—For emotional counseling, please transfer the payment.

Back in his room, Pei Li opened the compressed file he had bought for 500 yuan.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, as if I remembered something.

He immediately opened the other party's chat page and then clicked to transfer the money.

A large character was prominently displayed on the back—

*shallow.

"..."

"..."

At this moment, Si Qian was standing downstairs outside waiting for someone to come over.

"Teacher Si, who are you waiting for?"

The ever-present Ji Mingxuan suddenly appeared out of nowhere, his new pet wrapped around his wrist.

An ugly, yellowish-brown snake.

It looks quite similar to the one I saw by the river last time.

Si Qian rubbed her hands together, her eyes gleaming: "Your little snake looks pretty good, it could sell for a few hundred yuan."

Ji Mingxuan's face stiffened, and he subconsciously hid his snake in his sleeve.

He hadn't forgotten the time Si Qian skinned, dismembered, and gutted his snake in Florida to sell for money.

But soon after, he chuckled softly, "Teacher Si, sometimes I really feel like you have no heart."

He suddenly moved closer: "Teacher Si, I really like you."

Snapped!

Si Qian was caught off guard and swung a large bag at Ji Mingxuan.

"Shake your brains before you talk to your grandpa!"

Ji Mingxuan, despite being slapped, wasn't angry. He even licked his lips and gave Si Qian a wicked smile: "Teacher, is this how you treat your only student?"

"only?"

Si Qian seemed to have heard something amusing: "Who told you I'm your only student?"

She has many tutoring jobs, and she has tutored two top scorers in the arts and sciences in Beijing.

He was such a nobody that he wasn't even ranked among his own students.

Ji Mingxuan's expression changed slightly, and his tone became much sharper. He grabbed Si Qian's wrist and demanded, "Teacher Si, who else do you have as a student?"

"And here comes your father!"

In the distance, a cool-looking ghost-fire car roared towards them, accompanied by a young man's angry roar—

"Here comes the little flying kick!"

Before Ji Mingxuan could react, the boy riding the will-o'-the-wisp kicked him away.

Si Qian wasn't even given a chance to make a move.

"Look! Speak of the devil and he appears!"

Si Qian plucked a blade of grass from the roadside and put it in her mouth, pointing at the boy riding a will-o'-the-wisp who had stopped by the roadside.

Ji Mingxuan struggled to lift his head, only to be met with a pair of... loafers.

Moving your gaze further up, you see... a pair of bright red thermal underwear?

The blond-haired young man grabbed Ji Mingxuan, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and lifted him up by the collar.

Ji Mingxuan then got a good look at Huang Mao's attire: a stylish tight-fitting outfit, loafers, a roguish and sly smile on his face, and a lollipop in his mouth.

Ji Mingxuan coughed, clutching his chest in pain, "You are...?"

"Your father's name is Leng Shang, just call me Young Master Leng."

After saying that, Leng Shao ran over to Si Qian's side with a smug look on his face.

"Master!"

"Well done!"

Si Qian gave Leng Shao a thumbs up.

Ji Mingxuan's gaze darted back and forth between the two, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked: "Teacher Si, you're going to lay a hand on me just because of this blond-haired kid?"

"What yellow hair? He's rich, he should be called golden hair!"

Si Qian remained noncommittal, looking at Ji Mingxuan with an expression as if he were an idiot: "Besides, he's the top liberal arts student in Beijing, and he goes to the same school as you. You should call him 'senior'!"