The landlord fools me every day

To be honest, Zhang Zhushi, who is eating instant noodles, really misses the days of eating and drinking in his own restaurant.However, he didn't mean to give in at all when he went today.

Since Zhang Yonghui really didn't care about Zhang Zhushi during most of the summer vacation, it showed that he was really determined this time.In this way, Zhang Zhushi had to be tough with him to the end.

The car stopped, and Bai Xiaofei tapped his fingers on the side of the steering wheel, "Are you short of money?"

"how do you know?"

Hearing this, Bai Xiaofei leaned back with great interest, "I'm a clothing maker, and the stitches and threads of your clothes are expensive, right? It should be custom-made by a big-name designer. In addition, you were in Weijue just now. The proficiency in eating is as if you often go there."

Bai Xiaofei paused, "But you live in a small hotel like this, and you even come out to do odd jobs. So I guess, you must be short of money, right? The child has a temper and ran away from home?"

Zhang Zhushi became angry when he heard this, "No, I'm an orphan."

"Orphan?" Bai Xiaofei frowned, "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. If you are short of money, I have a job in my hand, do you want to try it? It's more profitable than today's, and it's not tiring."

"If you're not tired, what work?"

"Just take off your clothes without thinking."

"..."

In the studio, Zhang Zhushi changed his posture again with the flash.

After working for a long time, he had time to sit down and rest for a while.

"How do you feel?" Bai Xiaofei handed over a bottle of water, "It's pretty easy, just take off your clothes without thinking."

Zhang Zhushi raised his eyelids and stared at him, thinking that you can describe the model of the online store like this, you really belong to him.

Bai Xiaofei stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, and said with a smile: "After men's clothing comes women's clothing, show yourself well."

A few days before the start of school, Yang Zekui, who was itching to pick clothes online, looked around, and felt that there were no good-looking clothes.

He sighed, and poked into the page of a clothing store he bought before: "New products are on the shelves, and the whole store is [-]% off."

Yang Zekui didn't care about this, anyway, Kari has money.He scrolled down and carefully looked at the full-body photo of the model who didn't show much face, "Not bad, it looks good."

So, Yang Zekui ordered a whole series of new clothes, and bought a lot of women's styles that looked pleasing to the eye.

Take a screenshot of the order page, upload it on Weibo, with the text "New clothes get~".

The comment section exploded instantly.

"Ahhhh Kui Shuai posted on Weibo!!!"

"Number one!!! Mommy loves you!!! By the way, when will the live broadcast start?"

"Wow~ Sure enough, it's Yang Kui Da, one order is more than 100 pieces~"

Yang Zekui has a lot of comments every time he refreshes it, which is quite interesting to watch.

He is an anchor, with more than 30 followers on Weibo, and most of them are diehards.

Not long after he posted on Weibo, someone followed suit to that online store to place an order for the same style.What's more, some people studied the pictures of the new product - the model has obviously changed to a different person, the figure is much better than the previous one, it won't be thin and dry, and it won't be fat and conspicuous, and the overall proportions don't look too much or anything Less is just right.

Suddenly, there was a strip chart comment under Weibo that attracted Yang Zekui's attention.

"Fuck! Are handsome guys and beautiful women attractive?! The profile of the face reflected in the mirror is simply amazing, okay?"

The accompanying picture is a picture of a new model from the store where Yang Zekui just placed an order. Although the facial features are covered and only the hair is left, the mirror next to him has revealed clues.

Yang Zekui didn't pay much attention to this matter, clicked in and took a look, then quit the software and went out to play games.

On the official opening day, Yexin frantically arranged the entrance exams, catching the freshmen by surprise.

Zhang Zhushi, who was the first batch to come, used the elevator in the dormitory to transport his suitcase up with a shrewd plan.

When it was over, he whistled, secretly rejoicing at his wit that he didn't have to climb the sixth floor.

"Classmate." A paw was bluntly patted on Zhang Zhushi's shoulder, "Do you want to show some love?"

Turning around, she scolded contemptuously: "Damn it, I haven't settled with you yet, and you still come to me to show your love?"

Before Zhang Zhushi finished speaking, Yang Zekui waved behind him, "Teacher, Zhang Zhushi said he wanted to help everyone carry their luggage."

Um? !Zhang Zhushi shuddered all over, then grabbed Yang Zekui's wrist with a smirk, "Teacher, Yang Zekui said he also wanted to move."

The four eyes are facing each other, full of fire/powder.When the wind blew, the hair on the foreheads of the two people was lifted, and the invisible ice and snow suddenly condensed.

Not only did they go up to the sixth floor, Zhang Zhushi and Yang Zekui kept cheating on each other, moved whenever they saw anyone, and ran all the corridors.

"Ah!" Zhang Zhushi held his breath, and lifted another person's suitcase.Resentful, this man has memorized all the bricks in the house, right? !

Yang Zekui was no exception, looking at the boxes of milk in front of him, sweating coldly.Dude, are you here to go to school or to sell milk?

When the teacher came to call, the two stopped the endless game out of breath.

The exams at the beginning of the semester were all arranged in his own position. Zhang Zhushi shook his hands and feet to take the paper from Yang Zekui who was not much better, and snorted coldly: "Spicy chicken."

Yang Zekui sneered, and deliberately let go first.Seeing the white paper floating out, Zhang Zhushi wanted to pick it up, but his trembling body made him move like an old man at that time.

Zhang Zhushi had a premonition that he would fail the exam this time.

Sure enough, before Zhang Zhushi, who seemed to be suffering from epilepsy, hadn't turned the previous page, the radio rang.

Yang Zekui, I really appreciate your whole family.

Feeling like crying but without tears, Zhang Zhushi went to the office after class and wanted to transfer to another day.Before entering the door, he found Yang Zekui who had the same idea.

The two stared at each other in silence for a while, and for a moment they wanted to beat each other up.

"Both of you want to do day school?" The head teacher pushed his glasses.

"That's okay." They said in unison.

The class teacher's surname is Wu, and he is really speechless now.

Yexin's entrance exams are all done by picking a 10-point chunk from each subject. Each exam takes [-] minutes, and it's almost enough after three quarters of self-study.

Before the end of get out of class, the class teacher arranged for the students to distribute military training uniforms, and at the same time reminded: "Students, we will officially start a new high school life tomorrow. Next, there will be a week-long military training. Please be mentally prepared. "

Zhang Zhushi's hand felt cold when he touched the military training uniform. He was not physically strong, and he was busy running up and down for so long today, and he would probably lie down on the playground tomorrow.

With a pen in his mouth, he wondered if there was any way to ask for a leave of absence or something.

"Oh, by the way, except for Yang Zekui, other students with special circumstances can report to me in advance."

Zhang Zhushi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and poked the person in front of him with a pen, "What's wrong with you? Tell me for reference."

Yang Zekui glanced over from the end of his eyes, then sat up straight, moving away from Zhang Zhushi.Zhang Zhushi let out a hey, glanced at the sick note in Yang Zekui's desk, and quickly leaned over to grab the paper.

Yang Zekui frowned, Zhang Zhushi looked at the paper: "A sprained ankle?"

There was some movement, and Old Wu looked over with concern.Thinking of Yang Zekui helping carry the luggage today, I felt a sense of pride in my heart: "Everyone should learn from Yang Zekui. Although he has sprained his ankle recently, when he saw that everyone couldn't carry so much luggage, he still chose to help everyone."

Hearing what Old Wu said, Zhang Zhu felt a pain in his heart, and reluctantly returned the medical bill.Tsk, with an ankle injury, you still refuse to admit defeat and compete with him?

After class, Zhang Zhushi, who had already packed his schoolbag, asked Yang Zekui questions as he walked.

"Do you want to go to school?"

"In addition to going to the office, you told Lao Wu that you injured your ankle?

"Then what reason should I give for not doing military training?"

Unbearable, Yang Zekui walked forward when he was Zhang Zhu, and took a detour not wanting to go with this guy.

Reluctantly, Zhang Zhushi chased after him within three seconds, "Do you want to take another shortcut?"

"You're so noisy!" Yang Zekui went crazy.

Zhang Zhushi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled strangely, "Ah, ah, this is the first time I've seen your expression."

Entering the dormitory, although I really didn't want to admit it, but unfortunately, the two entered the same dormitory door.

The others arrived before them, and were taking off their clothes and wandering around naked, but the two wearing clothes looked dazzling.

The four-person dormitory adopts the design of the desk above the bed, and Zhang Zhushi and Yang Zekui are facing each other by the balcony.

Perhaps affected by the incident just now, Zhang Zhushi couldn't help staring at Yang Zekui's ankle in the dormitory, and he didn't stop until he went to the toilet to take a bath.

"Hi, I'm Bai Wanlin, and he's Li Jiaping." A jarhead wearing glasses tried to strike up a conversation with Zhang Zhushi.

Zhang Zhushi nodded with a smile, reported his name and chatted with the two of them, but kept paying attention to the toilet from the corner of his eye.

In case that stubborn guy has a bad foot, he won't be blamed, right?

The moment the toilet door opened, Zhang Zhushi thumped, and quickly looked away.Afterwards, Bai Wanlin and Li Jiaping also chatted with Yang Zekui, but after only a few words, there was nothing to talk about.

"Hi, I'm Bai Wanlin, and he's Li Jiaping."

"Ang. I don't know."

Zhang Zhushi smiled and joked that this man is really an ice sculpture.

The lights in the dormitory were turned off on time at ten o'clock, but most of the students hid their mobile phones and covered their quilts to start their night life, and Zhang Zhushi was no exception.

He joined the Yexin freshman group, looked through their chat records, and looked for business opportunities.

Although I made a lot of money as an online model before, I was a little troubled because I couldn't get a part-time job in school.

Cao Shuo, Class 7, Senior One: I heard that I can get results early.

Cao Shuo, Class 7, Senior One: Will we really re-segregate classes and seats?

Liu Minzheng, Class 1, Senior One: I don't understand, since the grades are based on the entrance exam, the high school entrance examination results are nothing.

Liu Minzheng, Class 1, Senior One: How many points did you all get in?

After staring at the screen for a long time, no one answered.Zhang Zhu was indifferent.Why come to talk to death again?

In the middle of the night, Zhang Zhushi deliberately endured not sleeping, and got out of bed in the dark amidst the constant snoring in the dormitory.

Yang Zekui wore half socks during the day, went back to the dormitory, took a shower and went to bed directly, so he didn't see anything clearly.

Although he read the medical bill, Zhang Zhushi always felt that something was wrong about it.Really sprained to be able to carry a heavy load up and down and hold on for so long?And just after walking back, I didn't feel any difference in his walking.

Zhang Zhushi, who used his mobile phone in his mouth as a flashlight, stepped on Yang Zekui's stool, grabbed the railing with both hands, slowly poked his head over, and carefully studied his ankle.