Coloring the white lotus requires a few steps

The specific content of the meeting: "In order to prevent other groups from failing in fundraising, try as hard as you can today."

Jiang Hua had no idea about money, but in his memory, none of the red envelopes he received was less than [-].

"What is this enough for? Should I hand it over to the school?" Jiang Hua asked.

"It's enough to do a lot of things." Yue Ge said: "The donations will not be handed over to the school, but will be allocated by each class to the poor students in the class."

"Who is poor..."

In the middle of speaking, Jiang Hua's expression froze suddenly.

Unlike the monitors of other classes, Yuege, as the monitor of Class [-], is deeply loved by the students.

The specific manifestation is that besides all like to pester Yuege's problems, a group of students like to share things with Yuege.

At noon, Jiang Huahui and Yue Ge were studying in the self-study room. Almost every day, different people came to deliver water or milk tea. Jiang Hua thought that there was something wrong with them, and they were too blindly flattering Bai Lianhua. Now he suddenly realized root cause of these actions.

Yue Ge is one of the poor students in the first class.

System: "You just remembered? Haven't you already been to his house?"

Jiang Hua was a little aggrieved: "How could I think so much..."

System: "You are just not professional, and you don't take the white lotus flower seriously."

Jiang Hua: "..."

Jiang Hua was stunned by the system and had nothing to say. It was true that he hadn't remembered it, or that he hadn't paid attention to the white lotus before, and he hasn't gotten to know it well yet.

He sneaked a glance at Yuege, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he felt even more guilty.

He actually only cared about his own equipment and completely forgot to prepare something for the other party to avoid the summer heat. Yue Singer was injured and still had to hold this heavy-looking box.

What about him.

Jiang Hua looked at the small fan and iced watermelon juice in his hand, and fell silent.

"Is this heavy...?" he asked in a low voice.

Yue Ge turned around and smiled: "It's made of cardboard, and it's empty inside, so it won't be heavy."

"W-shall I take...for a while?"

"No, your shoulder injury hasn't healed yet." Yue Ge said, "The weather is so hot, it's not conducive to recovery outside, if you're tired, don't force it."

Jiang Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

I almost forgot, he also has injuries, if both of them are injured, it doesn't matter whoever gets it.

"No force." Jiang Hua was in a good mood, and smiled at Chaoyue Ge: "I'll be with you."

With a pause in his footsteps, Yue Ge looked slightly dazed.

He quickly adjusted back to his normal pace, glanced at Jiang Hua who was gasping for breath, and didn't answer any more.

......

Soliciting donations is actually a test of one's face.

For Jiang Hua, who grew up in an environment full of stars and moons, it would be better to starve to death if someone he didn't know asked for money. Just thinking about it, he wanted to find a crack in the ground.

But Jiang Hua soon discovered that Bai Lianhua's face was much thicker than he had imagined.

In a bustling place like a commercial street, many of the passers-by are well-dressed white-collar workers. There are not many tourists shopping in the morning, and most of them are office workers in a hurry.

In this kind of atmosphere, stopping people to ask about their donation intentions is a test of their courage and mentality, but Yuege's state is unbelievable.

Just like how he collects homework in class every morning, instead of being embarrassed, he made those who were stopped feel embarrassed for not handing in their 'homework'.

"This is a donation for a high school student whose family has difficulties. A little love from you can help a teenager complete his studies."

Yuege's eloquent speech is pleasant, and with his natural advantage of handsome face, few people can bear to refuse.

"Please, do as much as you can."

The well-dressed middle-aged man struggled for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth at the sincere expression of Yuege, and threw one hundred yuan into the donation box.

Yuege was full of joy, and thanked politely: "Thank you for your donation, I wish you a happy day."

Jiang Hua looked dumbfounded.

The system teased: "As expected of a white lotus, who can resist this."

In less than an hour, no less than twenty people had already thrown money into the donation box. Jiang Hua was drinking watermelon juice beside him, and he was the mascot next to Bai Lianhua, who was useless except to be cute.

This social practice is a good opportunity to get to know Yuege. It can be regarded as their intersection outside of tutoring, and they can see more aspects of Bailianhua besides learning.

Jiang Hua had nothing to do, biting his straw, and simply observed secretly.

For an hour, he was talking with people almost non-stop.

As time passed, Yuege's lips gradually dried up, and his speaking speed slowed down a bit. Jiang Hua tightly held the remaining half of the watermelon juice.

Why didn't I take an extra glass.

Yue Ge was persuading a young woman. When the woman was looking for her wallet, the mascot Jiang Hua reluctantly handed over the watermelon juice: "I'll give you a sip."

Yue Ge was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the straw in front of him: "Give it to me?"

"Yeah." Jiang Hua gestured a finger in a serious manner: "Just one bite."

As soon as he finished speaking, he struggled for a while, and then changed his words sullenly: "Forget it...just leave me a mouthful."

He didn't do anything, he drank half a glass, and the busy white lotus would probably dry out if he didn't water it.

Yue Ge didn't want to drink at first, but after seeing Jiang Hua's wrinkled and unwilling face, he suddenly changed his mind for some reason.

Because Yue Ge was holding the donation box with both hands, Jiang Hua handed the watermelon juice to Yue Ge's mouth. In order to pretend that he didn't care or feel distressed, he turned to the crowd next to him to cover up.

Yue Ge looked at the straw with small tooth marks for two seconds, and drank the juice.

The woman who was about to make a donation had just found her wallet, when she looked up and saw this scene, her hands trembled, and she almost missed the wallet.

There were people coming and going in the commercial street, and the two teenagers who had a contrasting appearance but were equally superior and exquisite had attracted a lot of attention early on, but neither of them paid attention.

Taking advantage of the convenient viewing angle, the waiter in the store secretly took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and the woman standing in front of her blushed even more, and directly donated 200 yuan excitedly.

Knock it, the money is not lost!

The weight of the cup was getting lighter and lighter, Jiang Hua couldn't help but turn his head back, and all he saw was the empty cup.

"...!" He was stunned for a moment, then instantly angry.

How about staying a little longer? !

Yue Ge seemed to be belatedly aware that he had run out of drinks, and his expression was a little flustered: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention."

After drinking the juice, Yue Ge's tongue licked the wet lips. It was unknown whether it was the watermelon juice or the natural ruddy lips. Seeing this scene, Jiang Hua's attention was distracted for a moment.

"Hmph...just water the flowers."

Jiang Hua suppressed his resentment and threw the empty cup away.

He found that he, like those who donated money, did not know how to deal with this lotus face.

Out of sight, out of mind, Jiang Hua pouted so hard that he could hang an oil bottle, and said angrily, "I'm thirsty now."

Yuege suppressed the corners of his slightly raised lips: "Then what should we do?"

"I want a drink of water, you go buy it."

"There seems to be no cold drink shop around here." Yuege looked around and said, "I'll look for it, it's cool here, don't wander around."

"I'm not going anywhere." Jiang Hua grabbed the box in his hand and urged, "Hurry up, I'm dying of thirst."

When Yuege went to buy water, Jiang Hua looked strangely at the woman who hadn't left yet.

The woman gritted her teeth, and threw another 100 yuan into the box, her eyes showed the hope that she could stay a little longer, Jiang Hua looked at her even more strangely, stepped back vigilantly, and hugged the box tightly.

"If you donate it, you can't take it back."

The woman froze for a moment, then covered her melting chest with an expression of being unable to bear it.

Jiang Hua didn't care about the irrelevant people anymore, he left Yuege for other reasons besides thirst.

He secretly took out a few brand new red tickets from his pocket, watched Yuege walk into a shopping mall, and stuffed them all into the box.

The system is confused: "What are you doing, you?"

Jiang Hua disagreed: "At this speed, when will we reach our goal?"

In this hot weather, he didn't want to go for a really stupid walk all day.

not to mention...

Jiang Hua recalled what he saw at Yue Ge's house last time. His task was to take the crooked white lotus. After the white lotus was broken, he planned to use a large sum of money to make up for it, and then break the white lotus back. What? Compensation varies from time to time.

Just when Jiang Hua was proud of his wit, he suddenly heard the sound of a loudspeaker being adjusted.

"Hey, cough cough——The Night Talk Band has closed down, the Night Talk Band has closed down!"

"The lead singer and his little lover ran away. All the autographed photos are [-] yuan. The lead singer buys one get one free. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Every time you donate, it will help a child realize his dream. Save the child!"

The sound of the trumpet continued, and at some point, there were more figures beside him.

The baseball cap was lifted, and Jiang Hua's vision went up, and Zhao Yebai put one hand in his pocket and asked with a smile.

"Boss, help Meng?"

17

philanthropist

Just now Jiang Hua thought that Bai Lianhua had a thick skin, and Zhao Yebai had taught him a lot.

What kind of dream aid, this is asking for money naked!

Jiang Hua was a little puzzled, pointed to herself and asked, "Do I look like a fool?"

Zhao Yebai was noncommittal: "Boss, I can see from your face that you are a kind and caring philanthropist."

...Kind and caring, Jiang Hua did not deny it, but the title of philanthropist made him feel a little subtle.

He scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Well...it's okay."

Zhao Yebai suddenly smiled brighter.

"So help a dreamer, help poor dream-chasing teenagers realize their musical dreams."

If it were someone else, Jiang Hua would be so flattered by the praise, maybe he would have paid for it, but for Zhao Yebai, the grudge in his heart could not be dispelled by just a few compliments.

Jiang Hua rolled her eyes: "No money, stay away from me!"

Zhao Yebai aimed at the cardboard box in his arms, the meaning was obvious.

Jiang Hua felt vigilant, turned around and left with the box in his arms.

"Hey! What are you running for?" Zhao Yebai covered his mouth in a vain manner, and secretly complained in Jiang Hua's fully audible voice: Tch, an inhuman capitalist. "

The two met twice in total, and said they knew each other reluctantly.

Jiang Hua was startled: "Can you be more shameless?"

Pulling out two signed photos from his pocket, Zhao Yebai still didn't give up: "Is there any ten yuan, buy one get one free, this kind of event is only held once a year."

Jiang Hua: "...only fools buy it."

During this meeting, Zhao Yebai didn't fall ill very much, but Jiang Hua's bad first impression of him didn't change, and he was still upset seeing this face.

Jiang Hua waved his hands impatiently: "Go away, don't date me..."

With a thought, he suddenly stopped speaking.

Yehua Band is a band organized by Huaishui Middle School students. The profile representative Zhao Yebai is a student of Huaishui Middle School.

When mentioning delinquent boys, Zhou Dazui first mentioned Huaishui students, followed by sports students. At that time, he went to investigate the school's sports team, but found nothing, and the investigation was delayed until now.

Right now, isn't the real delinquent boy coming before his eyes?

Jiang Hua's eyes flickered, and when he looked at Zhao Yebai again, he suddenly became more pleasing to the eye.

He took half a step back and looked Zhao Yebai up and down, trying to see the difference between bad students and ordinary students, and found that the other party was indeed different from the peers he knew in terms of temperament.

A bit carefree, and a bit bohemian, as if not bound by anything, casual and free.

Jiang Hua thought for a while and said, "It's fine to buy autographed photos, but you have to promise me something first."

Zhao Yebai gave him an intriguing look: "If it's a relationship, I think it's ok."

"Fart!" Jiang Hua was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into flames: "You are dreaming!"

He just stopped doing research and was wiped out by the system, so it is impossible for him to fall in love with a psychopath.

"The reaction is so big, I'm so sad." Zhao Yebai shrugged, not showing the slightest loss: "Okay, what's the matter?"

Jiang Hua's eyes wandered, and he vaguely stated his purpose.

"...Bad boy?" Zhao Yebai asked in surprise, "Huh? You want to be bad?"

"Yeah." Jiang Hua blushed a little, and in order to hide her embarrassment, she said in a choked voice, "No way."

This request is indeed outrageous, and I don't want normal people to do it.

According to Jiang Hua's plan, he first learned the characteristics of the delinquent boy, and then turned his head to infect the white lotus.

It is said to be learning, but it is actually just research. Only when he has a direction can he act for Yuege.

But he couldn't explain this to Zhao Yebai, he could only endure the other party's crazy eyes.

Jiang Hua gave up and said, "Anyway, if you teach me how to become a delinquent boy, I'll help that dream!"

"Um..."

Zhao Yebai rubbed his chin, as if he was thinking about whether the deal was worth it.

After a while, he turned his gaze to Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua's expression was disturbed. He obviously had a stunning appearance, but his eyes were clean and clear. Being stared at by him, Zhao Yebai paused for a moment, and then sighed.

"Ok."

Although it is a bit troublesome, idle is also idle.

Zhao Yebai agreed, and smiled and took out a stack of five-inch photos from his pocket to fan Jiang: "Boss, why don't you buy ten autographed photos first?"

Jiang Hua: "..."

In exchange for 50 yuan for ten useless autographed photos, Jiang Hua didn't even look at them, just put them in his pocket.

"Then when did it start?"

"At noon tomorrow, wait for me at Hi Street Plaza." Zhao Yebai yawned, his tone very serious: "Brother will take you to learn how to be bad."

"Why wait until noon?" Jiang Hua asked.

Zhao Yebai squinted at him: "Which bad boy do you see getting up early? I'll give you a task first, and stay in bed tomorrow."

Jiang Hua: "...?"

After making an appointment to meet, Zhao Yebai put 50 yuan into his pocket, and a member of the Night Talk band came with a loudspeaker and shouted from a distance: "The lead singer and his little lover have been caught, and the autographed photo will return to its original price! Autographed photo Restore the original price!"

Ye Tiantian roared from the east of the river: "Zhao Yebai! Hurry up and get back to me! You don't have lunch!"

"Don't!" Zhao Yebai complained.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to pick Xiajiang Hua's chin: "Little lover, I'll make money to support you."

"You talk nonsense!" Jiang Hua blushed with anger, and was about to open the hand with a slap, but Zhao Yebai slipped away first.

"See you tomorrow."

Zhao Yebai walked back to the band, Jiang Hua watched Ye Tiantian hang a piece of cardboard with [Ten Yuan in Group Photo] around Zhao Yebai's neck, forcing him to solicit business.

The system watched the excitement with relish: "Those people really have business acumen, you and Bai Lianhua should learn from it."

"Learning what? Learning to be ashamed?"

System: "Put a sign around your neck, write 100 yuan rua once, and guarantee that you will reach your goal soon."

"..."

Just listening, Jiang Hua was already looking for a seam.

But he thought about it again, if this is the style of that group of people, does it mean that this is something that bad teenagers do...?

Jiang Hua struggled for a long time, but gave up the idea of ​​trying.

... shame.

The commercial district has a large area. After doing a few business deals nearby, the Night Talk Band turned to the next street.

Jiang Hua stood alone by the wall holding the donation box, intermittently, several people came to donate.

Every time someone approached, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he kept backing away from the wall. The donation was rejected, and passers-by were a little dumbfounded.

But Jiang Hua's appearance is really superior, and the anxious and cute appearance makes people more interested. Instead, passers-by are more enthusiastic to donate money.

Before Young Master Jiang couldn't help getting angry, Yuege finally came back.

Seeing that familiar figure from a distance, Jiang Hua seemed to see a savior, pushing away the person in front of him and running, opening his mouth to complain: "Why have you been here for so long!"

His tone was coquettish, with subtle grievances, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

Yuege was taken aback for a moment, and when he saw the young man holding a mobile phone behind Jiang Hua, a flash of understanding flashed across his eyes.

"There are a lot of people."

Jiang Hua noticed that Yue Ge's forehead soaked a lot of sweat after the trip, silently swallowed his complaints, and said awkwardly: "Slowly, I'm almost dying of thirst..."

Yuege gave him the water and took the donation box: "Give it to me, do you want to go to the coffee shop to rest."

After finishing speaking, Yue Ge once again looked at the young man who refused to leave, and frowned.

"But the coffee shop is a little far away, you..."

"I'm not going." Jiang Hua interrupted, looked around, and approached Yuege fearfully: "I'll be with you."

Yue Ge curled the corners of his mouth and said softly, "Okay."

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off Jiang Hua's forehead. It was obviously the first time he did it, but the movements seemed natural as if he had done it many times.

Taking one last look at the young man, Yuege led Jiang Hua to walk in the opposite direction.

"Change your position."

Being interrupted by passers-by, Jiang Hua almost forgot about his secret donation. He didn't remember until Yuege raised another half an hour.

The closer to noon, the more anxious the weather.

He didn't hear Zhao Yebai and the others' loudspeakers anymore, and Jiang Hua, who was sweating profusely, suspected that this group of people gave up chasing their dreams and chose to go home and turn on the air conditioner. After all, few people can be as patient and persistent as Bai Lianhua.

"A lot of people donated money just now, I think we have completed the task." Jiang Hua said in a roundabout way: "Do you want to check it?"

Yuege shook his head: "It's only 750 taels now."

Jiang Hua was dumbfounded: "How do you know? When did you count?"

He has been with Yue Ge all the time, and the box has obviously never been opened.

"No count, I remember." Yue Ge said lightly, but Jiang Hua heard the stormy waves.

"But when you, when you were away, many people came to donate money!"

"there's a few?"

"many."

There were indeed several people who came to donate money, but they were all avoided by Jiang Hua.

He gritted his teeth and said nonsense: "There is also a man who donated hundreds of dollars in one go."

Yue Ge was surprised: "How many hundreds?"

"Yeah." Jiang Hua said stiffly, "He looks kind and caring, he might be a great philanthropist..."

"That's it." Yue Ge shook the box, hesitantly said: "But there is no upper limit on the amount of donations, it's still early, let's work harder."

The system burst out laughing in his head, and the corners of Jiang Hua's eyes twitched, and he didn't dare to say any more, so he could only nod.

"If you are tired, you can go back first, and I can do it alone."

Jiang Hua: "I'm... not bad."

The original purpose of Jiang Hua's participation in social practice was because I heard that if he didn't come, Bai Lianhua would have to take on the work of two people.

Not to mention that Yuege's hand was injured, and the other party agreed to help him cheat, Jiang Hua felt guilty, so he thought about how much he could help.

After arriving, I realized that there was nothing he could do to help.

Jiang Hua raised the small fan and blew it on Yue Ge's face.

At least between the mascot and the mascot who can blow the wind, he silently chose the latter.

Yuege turned his head to look at him, and quickly looked away.

In the next few hours, they encountered a few more times when passers-by came to strike up a conversation.

With someone around him, Jiang Hua had the confidence to lose his temper, but Bai Lianhua didn't give him this chance at all.

"Can I make a friend? Well, this is my WeChat."

"Okay, I will tell you when the money is handed over to those who need help." Yue Ge's smile did not change.

The man who just wanted to strike up a conversation, but didn't want to donate money, had an embarrassing expression on his face, and reluctantly took out ten yuan.

Jiang Hua was dumbfounded again, how could Bai Lianhua make friends so casually.

The system explained: "How can Bai Lianhua think so much, he only wants to raise donations to help others, and there is nothing to lose by adding a friend."

Jiang Hua asked suspiciously, "Really?"

System: "Maybe in his opinion, those who donate money are good people who can be dealt with."

Jiang Hua reluctantly believed it, but he also donated money!

He and Yuege are not good friends until now, for the sake of following the crooked road in the future, they must make friends temporarily.

Moreover, if someone donated ten yuan, they added friends, and Jiang Hua who donated hundreds of dollars always felt that he did not add losses.

So, after several people had successfully struck up a conversation, during a break, Jiang Hua couldn't hold back and took out his phone.

Yue Ge stared at the QR code raised in front of his eyes, and was stunned for a few seconds.

Jiang Hua turned her face away and said nothing, the brim of her hat was pulled down, and the tips of her ears were red.

Yuege laughed, didn't say anything, put down the box and added friends.

With a reminder from Didi, Jiang Hua moved his ears and put away his phone as if nothing happened.

It really needs psychological construction to add a friend who has been in trouble.

Jiang Hua was relieved by Yue Ge's attitude. He used to blow on the small fan for 5 minutes before, and then played on Yue Ge for 2 minutes. After adding friends, Jiang Hua was in a good mood, and silently added 2 minutes to Yue Ge.

At noon, Jiang Hua refused to eat outside food. The two ate some desserts in the coffee shop and continued to raise donations until three o'clock in the afternoon, the end time of the Yuege project.

When Yue Ge said that it was almost time to leave, Jiang Hua's nose sore and she almost cried.

He had never been so tired in his life, his legs were trembling when he got into the car, which scared the driver of Jiang's family enough.

Jiang Hua wanted to send Yuege back first, but Yuege declined on the grounds that he had to go back to school. Jiang Hua was so tired that he didn't have the energy to go back to school, so he left first.

After the fundraising, the members of Group A reassembled at the school gate.

There are three impoverished students in class A, and the donation will be divided into four in the end, one of which will be kept as class fee.

Each group sorted out the amount raised, calculated the total in full view, and temporarily handed over the money to Yuege for safekeeping.

......

At nine o'clock in the evening, after finishing the tutoring work on Friday, Yue Ge returned home.

He simply took a shower, read the English dictionary for another hour, and then started to sort out today's donations.

Between the white and clean fingers, banknotes of various denominations were gathered together and neatly arranged into several piles.

After reconfirming the share, Yue Ge put the money into the envelope and neatly wrote a few words on the cover.

9.20 donation, 3247 yuan.

After finishing writing, he took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket.

Today he raised 530 yuan, and reported that much. The 800 yuan brand new banknotes in his hand were extra.

"What a good philanthropist," he murmured, putting the money in another envelope.

9.20 River paintings, 800 yuan.

In the empty hut, only a dim lamp was lit.

Putting the envelope in the drawer, Yuege took out his phone, and deleted all the friends whose remark was 0 one by one.

When the last silly rabbit profile picture was deleted, Yue Ge paused with his fingertips, chuckled, and changed the remark name again.

【Jiang Hua】

18

beautiful civet cat

After wandering around for a day on Saturday, and early on Sunday morning, even if Jiang Hua didn't want to stay in bed, he would lie in bed until ten o'clock before getting up.

There is no other reason, the whole body is sore.

Both legs seemed to be broken, and they dared not bend their knees when walking.

Early in the morning, Jiang Hua became more and more angry as he lay down, took out his phone and sent a message to Yue Ge.

[Plum candy is delicious: it's all your fault! 】

After 2 minutes, Yuege replied.

[x:? 】

[Plum candy is delicious: I'm in pain all over today, and I can't even get up. 】

These two sentences are nothing to read separately, but it is easy to make people think wrong when read consecutively.

It took Yuege a while to reply.

[x: Is it because of walking too much? 】

[Plum candy is delicious: otherwise. 】

This unreasonable effort dumbfounded the system: "Didn't you go there yourself?"

Jiang Hua conspired and said angry words: "Did he use a trick to trick me to see him hurt on purpose?"

System: "...how come, he is a white lotus."

Jiang Hua: "Then I've donated all the money, and he has to keep going."

System: "Didn't they tell you to go back, you won't go back."

Jiang Hua: "..."

[X: I'm sorry. 】

Jiang Hua was so choked by the system that he had nothing to say, and when he turned around and saw Bai Lianhua's apology, he felt even more awkward.

It's really a white lotus, and it's not a quibble to be dumped.

The system expressed concern: "You are making trouble so unreasonably, what should I do next time Bailianhua doesn't take you with me?"

Jiang Hua: "...I can't."

He will inevitably associate with Yue Ge in the future, and it seems really unwise to give the other party a delicate impression for the first time.

Jiang Hua hesitated for a long time.

[Plum candy is delicious: It has nothing to do with you, I have to go there myself. 】

[Plum candy is delicious: don't apologize to me every now and then, okay! 】

The front and back texts changed so quickly that anyone who read it would say something, and Jiang Hua himself was also very embarrassed.

After a few seconds.

[x: Massage can relieve muscle soreness, take more rest today. 】

Jiang Hua breathed a sigh of relief, Bai Lianhua really has a good temper.

[Plum candy is delicious: You seem like a friend to me. 】

[Plum candy is delicious: Su Wen, did you know that he is also from our school, and he just graduated from high school, so he is very nice. 】

This time, Yuege didn't reply for a long time. After Jiang Hua got out of bed, washed and was about to go out, the phone rang.

[x: I don't know. 】

Jiang Hua scratched his head, he used to hear girls in his class discussing Su Wen, how could Yue Ge not know about it.

He suddenly thought of a poem, he kept his ears shut and read only the books of sages and sages.

The realm of the white lotus is really high.

I made an appointment with Zhao Yebai at twelve noon.

After arriving at Hi Street Plaza, Jiang Hua deliberately waited in the car until twelve o'clock before getting off.

He was wearing casual clothes, light orange short sleeves and a white hat, looking very energetic.

However, Jiang Hua only wore a hat and sunglasses today, and left the small fan at home. His whole body was sore and he couldn't lift his arms at all.

Ten past twelve.

Zhao Yebai came late and was still yawning while walking. Master Jiang waited for 10 minutes and almost exploded.

"You're late." He said darkly.

Zhao Yebai yawned halfway, and he glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Are you angry?"

"Shouldn't be angry? Do you know how hot it is today?"

Zhao Yebai nodded solemnly: "Well, you should be angry."

Jiang Hua: "...?"

......

5 minutes later, Green Bay Coffee Shop.

Holding a big ice cream in his hand, Jiang Hua took a sip cautiously like tasting poison.

A few seconds later, the atmosphere changed from overcast to sunny.

Jiang Hua's cheeks were puffy, her eyes sparkled, and she ate the ice cream one bite at a time.

Zhao Yebai smiled and asked: "How is it? It tastes good, I'm not lying."

Jiang Hua's movements froze, facing the large portion of ultra-luxurious ice cream in front of him, he said stubbornly unwillingly: "... so-so."

Zhao Yebai shook his head and sighed: "Young master is really picky."

"Humph."

In fact, no matter the appearance or the taste, it is really good.

Jiang Hua knew about the Lvbei coffee shop, and Bai Lianhua worked here, but Yuege was not in the shop today, and Saturday didn't seem to be his working day.

Glancing around the store, Jiang Hua was suddenly a little disappointed.

Zhao Yebai on the opposite side of the table was reading a booklet.

"What's that?" Jiang Hua asked curiously.

Zhao Yebai said: "English words."

Jiang Hua's eyes widened: "I asked you to teach me how to be bad, and you came out to recite words?!"

"The two things don't matter." Zhao Yebai didn't take it seriously, and even turned over another page of the vocabulary book: "Hurry up and eat, my brother will teach you how to be bad."

Although it sounds very metaphysical, there is still some resonance among the scumbags. Jiang Hua can intuitively determine that this guy is not a hard-working person.

"Are you going to take an exam? You were threatened by the teacher?"

"No, if I can't recite the homework left by my tutor, he will kill me."

"Is your teacher so strict?" Jiang Ping showed sympathy. Compared with Zhao Yebai's tutor, Yue Ge who tutored him was simply too gentle.

Zhao Yebai smiled meaningfully: "Yes, the thief is fierce."

Having said that, instead of showing a look of fear, he was full of interest and energy.

Jiang Hua simply believed, and suggested: "You can change your teacher."

"I don't want to change." Zhao Yebai flipped through the words: "Although the personality is bad, but the person has a sweet voice and is interesting, it's hard to find."

"...There's something wrong." Jiang Hua's eyes twitched, too lazy to deal with his mental illness, and continued to eat ice cream.

Both of them had lunch before they came, and after eating dessert, under Jiang Hua's expectant eyes, Zhao Yebai took him to a car dealership.

The car dealership is hidden in a remote street with seven turns and eight turns. It doesn't look very tall. From the outside, it looks like an old warehouse that has been abandoned and is full of graffiti.

The pungent smell of paint came over his face, Jiang Hua walked around the scrap iron on the ground, and refused to enter it at all because of his disgust, and was finally dragged in by Zhao Yebaisheng.

Don't be fooled.

The area inside the warehouse is so huge that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small parking lot. The decoration is not gorgeous, but every detail is mixed with the owner's whimsy, and every glance is a surprise.

Sports cars, off-road vehicles, hippie cars... Whether it is heavy motorcycles or light motorcycles, there are some well-known models on the market displayed in the warehouse. In order to give full play to the charm of the cars, the surrounding lights have different colors and angles.

When they entered the store, the owner was modifying a sports car. When he saw Zhao Yebai, he waved his pliers and said hello.

"Did you bring someone here today?" The shop owner was a bearded man in his 40s, and he looked at Jiang Hua with strange eyes: "A boy?"

"Girl." Zhao Yebai was serious.

Jiang Hua reacted for two seconds, then exploded instantly: "Who do you say is a woman?!"

Zhao Yebai laughed so hard that his shoulders shook, he pressed Jiang Hua with one hand and said, "Young master, pick one, just pick it."

He clearly said he was going to teach him how to be bad, so why did he come to the dealership?

In Jiang Hua's cognition, learning to be bad is smoking and drinking, but Zhao Yebai doesn't seem to think so.

Although he couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do, Jiang Hua walked around the warehouse and chose a pure black sports car.

It is said to be a sports car, but it is actually a motorcycle designed to imitate the lines of a sports car. Jiang Hua felt that the appearance was cool and the speed should be fast, so he chose it casually.

"Do you like this style?" Zhao Yebai stepped forward to check: "The displacement is large, it's heavy, and it's not bad."

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Hua asked.

Zhao Yebai raised his head: "Don't you want to learn to be bad, I will take you to play something different later."

Jiang Hua vaguely sensed something, and stammered nervously: "I...I am underage, and I don't have a driver's license."

Zhao Yebai smiled brightly at him, showing his white teeth: "I'm an adult."

Jiang Hua's premonition was even worse: "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Yebai didn't answer, and went to the shopkeeper and said a lot of professional vocabulary that Jiang Hua didn't understand.

The two of them dismantled the car and were busy for a while, Jiang Hua was left to hang aside, he looked around boredly, took a photo of the sports car they adjusted, and then found a clean sofa to sit down wait.

"It's so slow." He couldn't help complaining.

Zhao Yebai changed into overalls, and came over upon hearing the sound: "Boring, can I find something for you?"

Jiang Hua pricked up his ears: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Ye pointed outside the white door: "There are a few cars in the warehouse next door that haven't been painted, you..."

"Go away!"

Jiang Hua was furious and kicked over, Zhao Yebai backed away, and rubbed his nose embarrassingly.

"It's so fierce, let's experience life."

His gloves were stained with black oil, and even the tip of his nose was stained a little. Jiang Hua's anger was halfway boiling, and when he saw this scene, he suddenly failed.

At first, he suppressed a smile, but then Jiang Hua couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head, and his shoulders trembled. Zhao Yebai was puzzled, and was about to lift his chin with his hand, but Jiang Hua quickly avoided it in fright.

"Don't touch me, your hands are dirty."

Facing Zhao Yebai's face again, Jiang Hua laughed heartily: "Hahahaha you, you look like a civet cat now."

Zhao Yebai was taken aback, then turned to look at the mirror on the wall: "It doesn't look very similar either."

He muttered, and added three beards on each of his left and right cheeks, facing Jiang Hua.

"now what?"

Jiang Hua laughed so hard that he collapsed on the sofa.

Zhao Yebai looked at him silently for a long while, said in a low voice, "It's really coaxing", then turned around and went back to change the car.

Sore all over, and tired from laughing, Jiang Hua fell asleep not long after lying on the sofa.

When he woke up, the sun was setting, and the orange light hit his face through the crack of the door, adding another layer of illusion to the already beautiful appearance.

His nose was tapped twice, Jiang Hua opened his eyes in a daze, Zhao Yebai supported the back of the sofa with one hand, and the camera with the other hand was almost on his face.

Before Jiang Hua could react, Zhao Yebai put away his phone and retreated.

"...Are you taking pictures?" Jiang Hua rubbed her eyes, stood up straight and asked, "What are you doing taking pictures of me?"

Zhao Yebai coughed lightly and covered his face with his fist: "No, we should go, I just woke you up."

Although Jiang Hua has a relatively simple mind, she has good eyesight.