The wonderful world of fast time travel

When returning to the dormitory, Zheng Ling did not forget Gangzi's request, went to several supermarkets to compare the prices, bought a box of mineral water in one of them, and asked the boss if it would be cheaper to buy a whole box at the checkout.

The owner of the store is a middle-aged man, sitting at the counter with a beer belly watching TV news. Hearing this, he replied without raising his head: "This is a small business, and we can't make much money at all. The things in our store are already cheaper than other stores." It means that there is no discount.

Zheng Ling looked down at the glass counter, pointed to the things inside and said, "Boss, can you give me a lighter? It's just this kind of plastic." In fact, he didn't expect the boss to give him cheap, his intention was He wanted a lighter, and that's when he was about to pay the bill, he remembered that Gangzi said yesterday that his lighter was lost.

Only then did the boss look away from the TV, glanced at where Zheng Ling was pointing, then raised his head to look at Zheng Ling, nodded after a few seconds, opened the cabinet door and took out a blue transparent plastic lighter , on the counter.

Zheng Ling took the lighter and pressed it. Seeing that it was lit, he smiled and thanked him, paid the money resolutely, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the mineral water, and said, "I will visit your store more often in the future."

The boss took out a cigarette and was just about to light it. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "Remember to give me more publicity."

"Well, boss, why don't you get busy?" Zheng Ling went out, and his voice was heard in the room.

Jin Fenghuang clicked his tongue a few times: "Let's not talk about the car of the 'rival in love' before, but now you even have to pick a lighter that costs a few cents. Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling, what do you want me to say about you."

Zheng Ling was in a good mood and didn't reply.

Golden Phoenix didn't intend to sing a one-man show, but it couldn't help but want to talk to Zheng Ling, so it turned its eyes, trying to find a topic on the street, then its eyes suddenly lit up, and excitedly said: "Look, Zheng Ling, there are many People are watching you secretly, and many of them are young girls."

Hearing this, Zheng Ling turned his head and looked around. His eyes swept across the crowd, and many people in the passing place had their phones behind their backs.

Zheng Ling asked strangely, "What are they doing?"

Jin Fenghuang professionally explained: "Obviously they are secretly filming you."

Zheng Ling scanned the crowd again, and muttered, "I'm not a celebrity, why are you filming me?"

Jin Fenghuang has always been worried about Zheng Ling's inability to recognize his own appearance. Taking this opportunity, he decided to do the opposite and start to attack Zheng Ling: "They shoot celebrities because they are handsome and good-looking. They shoot you, probably because you are ugly."

Hearing this, Zheng Ling was stunned, his mood fell to the lowest point in an instant, as if he was playing on a slide.He knew he wasn't handsome, but he wasn't that ugly, but he kept repeating what Jin Fenghuang said just now, "Maybe it's because you're ugly." Soon he came back to it , I have doubts about this, his aesthetics is normal, he can still distinguish between beauty and ugliness, and Xi Qing's appearance can't be classified as ugly.Since his aesthetics are fine, then Golden Phoenix's aesthetics are open to question.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ling glanced at Jin Fenghuang.

Jin Fenghuang was so stared at by Zheng Ling that his feathers almost stood on end, so he opened his eyes wide and pretended to be innocent and said, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Ling shook his head with a smile: "It's nothing, I just suddenly think you're handsome." After saying that, he stopped looking at the crowd and walked towards the dormitory with a paper bag and mineral water.

Being praised inexplicably, Jin Fenghuang hurriedly covered his face and lowered his head, swaying his body in a pretentious way and becoming coy.Zheng Ling is also really, suddenly praising someone so bluntly, he is so shy and embarrassed.

Fortunately, Zheng Ling didn't see it, or else he wouldn't have dinner tonight.

In the corridor, Zheng Ling met a familiar colleague and greeted them with a smile, but saw everyone stop and stare with disbelief.

Zheng Ling wanted to ask, but held back, and then went back to the door of his dormitory. Seeing that the door was closed, Zheng Ling was too lazy to take out the key, so he knocked on the door and asked Gangzi to open the door.

And Gang Zi, who claimed to know Xi Qing best, opened the door and asked Zheng Ling who was standing at the door: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for you." Zheng Ling gave a blank look, passed Gangzi into the room, put down the mineral water and the paper bag, opened a bottle of water and drank it.

Gangzi was stunned at the door for a long time, before bewilderedly coming over and saying, "Are you Qingzi?"

Zheng Ling held his forehead and sighed. Is it necessary for everyone to make such a fuss?Didn't I just change my clothes and do a hairstyle?

He didn't get an answer, but Gangzi kept asking, "Are you really Qingzi?"

Zheng Ling grinned and said, "I'm Huizi." Then he walked into his room with a stern face, changed into his original clothes, and came out, leaning against the door with his arms folded, shaking his legs, and said to Gangzi casually: "Did you recognize it?" Sure enough, he is still suitable for such a dress, so comfortable!

Gangzi stepped forward and pinched Zheng Ling's cheek, and after being slapped by Zheng Ling, he quickly let go of his hand and said loudly, "It's really Qingzi." Then he asked, "Why are you dressed so virtuously? "

Zheng Ling opened his mouth wide and yawned: "This is not a part-time job to make some extra money."

Gangzi came and asked with interest: "What job do you have concurrently?"

Zheng Ling's eyelids drooped: "Boyfriend for a day" felt sleepy as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

Gangzi was puzzled: "One day boyfriend?"

Zheng Ling nodded: "Well, it's just this time, there will be no next time, say I'm sitting or standing or not." Then he went back to the house and climbed into bed, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. Asked, did not say a word.

Seeing that Zheng Ling had fallen asleep, Gangzi felt bored, so he went out to find Huizi, and shared the news he had inquired by the way.

It wasn't until after six o'clock in the evening, when it was time to eat, Huizi and Gangzi saw that it was late, so they came to wake Zheng Ling up.

Zheng Ling slept soundly this time. After being woken up, she lay on the bed for several minutes. Then she slowly got up to wash her face and hair, mainly to wash off the oil on her hair. .

Taking advantage of this gap, Gangzi showed Huizi the shirt and trousers that Zheng Ling had changed after returning. Huizi didn't believe what Gangzi said before, thinking that he was exaggerating.Huizi looked through the laundry label, saw that it was a famous brand, and immediately estimated the price of the clothes in her heart.

After Zheng Ling came out, he saw the two men muttering about the clothes, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huizi took the clothes and asked Zheng Ling: "Did you buy this?"

Zheng Ling shook the water off his hands and replied, "It was given by someone else."

Gangzi was startled and said, "Who is so generous to give you such expensive clothes!"

Zheng Ling asked lightly, "Is it expensive? How expensive?"

Huizi said: "I guess it would cost several thousand to say the least."

Zheng Ling opened his eyes wide, as if he just knew the price, and his voice suddenly amplified: "These two clothes cost several thousand? But that person told me they were imitations."

Huizi touched the fabric of the clothes and looked at the workmanship, doubts appeared in her eyes: "It should be genuine."

Zheng Ling tilted his head and said, "That's not right, if what he gave me is genuine, why does he only wear clothes that cost a few hundred dollars?"

Now Huizi was not sure: "But this imitation is too real."

Zheng Ling said casually: "If it's called imitation, if it's not imitation, it looks real, who will buy it!"

In fact, Huizi and the others had never bought clothes of this brand, so they couldn't tell the authenticity from the fake for a while.

Zheng Ling took the clothes and threw them together on the bed in the house, and said after coming out: "Let's go to eat."

Seeing Zheng Ling's casual attitude towards the two clothes, Huizi thought that maybe they were imitations, so she asked Zheng Ling if he knew where the man bought them from.

Zheng Ling replied that he didn't know.

Gangzi was not interested in whether it was an imitation or not, so he hurriedly asked Zheng Ling how he got in touch with the other party.

Zheng Ling said: "I just received a call in the morning, asking if I would like to be his boyfriend for a day. I thought that I would be free anyway, so I agreed, and then I made an appointment with him where to meet."

Both Gangzi and Huizi didn't expect the incident to be so simple, they said in unison: "That's it?"

Zheng Ling asked back: "Then what else?"

Gangzi couldn't figure it out: "How did you catch up with such a good thing?"

Zheng Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Maybe it's because of his character."

As soon as the words were finished, Gangzi spat "Yah", and Huizi also patted Zheng Ling on the shoulder, expressing his admiration for his cheekiness.

Zheng Ling touched his nose and said, "I'm telling the truth!"

Gangzi walked out the door first and said, "The last one to come out locks the door."

Huizi rushed to catch up, leaving Zheng Ling behind.

After Zheng Ling locked the door, seeing that they had reached the stairs and were about to go downstairs, Zheng Ling hurriedly ran over and called, "Wait for me"

Obviously they wouldn't wait for him.

After finally catching up with Gangzi and the others, Zheng Ling remembered that he had something to say to Jin Fenghuang: "Help me straighten those two clothes, and return them to Zou Miao when we see him next time."

This is a piece of cake for Jin Fenghuang, with a little magic, the clothes are as brand new as in the window in an instant, and then Jin Fenghuang said to Zheng Ling puzzled: "He gave you the clothes, what are you doing?" Give it back to him."

Zheng Ling said: "Things worth tens of thousands, he doesn't care about money, but I do. It's okay to keep it for his boyfriend to wear later, and Xi Qing's figure is very standard."

Jin Fenghuang asked back: "Will others wear what you wore?"

"Just don't say anything, I'll keep the tag." Having said that, Zheng Ling couldn't help praising his foresight.

"..." Golden Phoenix was almost defeated by Zheng Ling: "I don't even know when you left the tag."

Zheng Ling laughed and said, "Of course you don't know, because you were admiring yourself in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror."

Jin Fenghuang hesitated: "I... how can I have it."

Zheng Ling chuckled and didn't tease it anymore.