I heard that if I don't pretend to be poor, I will die

A touch of bright red smudged on this white T-shirt, very much like the red rose in Zhang Ailing's mouth.

He Ziming's body with his back to him looked so tall, the huge shadow was like a mountain pressing down on Yang Qi, and the dark clouds were pressing down on the city to destroy it.

Boss, big brother, spare me!

Yang Qi's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but gasped, his hand holding the notebook trembled slightly.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Yang Qi shouted hastily.

But the apology didn't seem to have any effect, He Ziming still had a dark face, frowned and turned around, giving him a dangerous look, full of the aura of not being close to strangers.

"Is there something wrong?" He Ziming's tone was not very good.

It's also understandable, just now Yang Qi hasn't settled the account of smashing his bottles and cans, but now he came to the door by himself, isn't he looking for scolding?

Holding the notebook, Yang Qi opened his mouth, wanting to explain but didn't know what to say, he couldn't utter a single word for a while.

He Ziming's face was backlit, adding a bit of majesty in the shadows.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the other party's aura was too strong. Yang Qi even felt the chill from winter in this hot summer.

"No." Yang Qi finally opened his mouth and spit out a word, which was a response to the other party's question and answer.

Even he himself thinks that maybe this is the broom star physique. No matter how careful he is, unexpected coincidences can always scare people.

To put it bluntly, everything is not going well.

He Ziming saw that Yang Qi was standing there without speaking, and he didn't make a sound, so he turned his head away.

Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight.

Yang Qi stared at the mosquito blood on his back, thinking that sooner or later, anyway, he would know sooner or later, so he simply reminded him.

So he called He Ziming's name again, and then pointed to his back, indicating that there was a tragic mosquito corpse on it, and asked him to collect it properly.

He Ziming frowned and pulled the clothes from behind, looked at it, and found that there was indeed a puddle of blood on it, which was very clear.

Yang Qi lowered his head slightly, a little guilty, and quietly moved the hand holding the notebook behind him.

At the scene of the car accident, his palm was like a divine palm, directly killing the mosquito.

Miserable!

Pity about the white dress.

He Ziming didn't see Yang Qi's small movements, after he took a look, he immediately took off his T-shirt.Then throw it directly into the washbasin in the bathroom, flush the water and start washing the clothes.

Yang Qi froze in place for a moment when he saw his flowing movements.

so fast? !

It was only later that Yang Qi found out that He Ziming had a serious obsession with cleanliness, and this seemingly innocuous amount of mosquito blood was more harmful to him than sparks hitting the earth.

Of course, Yang Qi didn't notice it at the time, he was immersed in shock, and his eyes almost fell out of shock.

He saw He Ziming's tall body, with fair skin, broad shoulders, and standard eight-pack abs! ! !

My old swan, I can't see it.

Unexpectedly, He Ziming, who seemed a bit thin, had such a good figure!

What's more, since he was born in a rural area, why is his skin whiter than his own?He is taller than himself?

Doesn't he want to plant rice seedlings in the ground? !Doesn't he want to cut and pick rice? !

While Yang Qi was still thinking wildly, He Ziming had already closed the bathroom door, as if he was afraid that the splash of water would disturb his roommate's rest.

Seeing that He Ziming was busy washing his clothes, Yang Qi simply returned to his bed.

Thinking that He Ziming probably didn't intend to settle accounts with him, Yang Qi relaxed and stretched his legs on the bed, picked up his phone and started playing games.

There is no WIFI in this broken school, and the signal is not very good.But fortunately, he is running an unlimited data plan. Although the network speed is slower, it can replace WIFI for a short period of time.

In fact, this was all prepared by Yang Qi long ago.

One night before coming to this school, he deliberately went to Baidu to check some information about this school.

I have to say that this school is really a complete scam.The pictures on the Internet are all garish, and they look like they went to a tall school, but when I saw it in person, it turned out to be so shabby.

Not to mention the teaching building, the student dormitory is already very different from those pictures on the Internet.

What about the air conditioner in the dormitory?Why are there two large ceiling fans overhead? !

What about a small balcony?Why are their windows so pitifully small?

What about providing free mineral water?Why did they have to carry the mineral water buckets up from downstairs at their own expense?

……

There are still many discrepancies, Yang Qi silently gave this school a bad review in his heart.

But having said that, despite such a harsh environment, Yang Qi's ability to adapt is still very strong.

He had inquired about this school before coming here, and he heard that the dormitories here would turn off the electricity and lights every night at 12 o'clock, and the teacher would also come to conduct the last round of dormitory checks at this time.If someone is found playing with a mobile phone or something, they will be registered and punished.

But for Yang Qi, a night owl, it is impossible not to stay up late, and it is absolutely impossible not to play with his mobile phone.

In order to cope with the power outage at night, he even changed all his electrical appliances to ones with USB ports before he came.I also specially bought five charging treasures, thinking that I can enjoy the joy of the day at night.

Yang Qi's preparations were indeed sufficient, and then he found that his two roommates were just like him, doing whatever they could to cut off the power at night.

Someone even prepared a small generator. I don't know how he got it. It's quite high-end, but I haven't tried it yet.

Yang Qi flicked his phone boredly, seeing that the character in his mobile game was about to die, when he suddenly heard the bathroom door open.

He Ziming had already rubbed the T-shirt several times, wrung it dry and was about to dry it on the balcony.

Yang Qi glanced over there subconsciously, but when he looked this way, he suddenly found that He Ziming was wearing a bracelet.

Originally, Yang Qi was going to look away, but when he saw the bracelet, his eyes seemed to be glued to it, unable to move away, and his gaze gradually became sharper.

Wait, I seem to have seen that bracelet somewhere...

Isn't that the same bracelet he gave the waiter? !

Yang Qi clearly remembered that night in the Rose Empire, in order to bribe the waiter who helped him a lot, Yang Qi put his precious bracelet on the other party's hand as a hush money.

But the problem now is, that is a limited edition bracelet, the only one in the world, how could the poor He Ziming have it?

Yang Qi frowned slightly, staring at He Ziming's back several times, the doubts in his heart became more and more serious.

Is he the waiter?

As soon as this idea came up, Yang Qi immediately shook his head, expressing that it was impossible.

How is this possible!

Where is the Rose Empire?It's a rich man's bar, and ordinary people can't get in.Even waiters are selected through layers of screening.There are requirements not only for appearance, but also for body, and education and education are also references, not to mention age.

He Ziming didn't turn eighteen at first glance, how could he get into that kind of place?

impossible!

Yang Qi vetoed this idea with one vote, and gradually had a second thought: Could it be that the bracelet in his hand is a fake?

This is not impossible.

As we all know, it is difficult to buy limited edition items, but if you want to satisfy your vanity, there is only one way to solve it, and that is imitation.

Although fakes are fake, ordinary people can't see why, so they can still confuse the fake with the real.

Thinking of this, Yang Qi couldn't sit still anymore, and climbed down from the bed, wanting to get closer and take a closer look.

Whether it is true or not, you only need to look at the tail of the bracelet to know.

Two letters are engraved on the end of his bracelet, which are the initials of Yang Qi's name in capital letters.If there was one, it must be his one.If not, it must be a fake.

Yang Qi leaned over cautiously, while He Ziming had already sat back on his seat and was busy clearing the table.

"That..." Yang Qi wanted to talk to the busy He Ziming, trying to attract his attention.

But He Ziming didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he swept the garbage on the table into the bin, sat back in his seat, and changed into a new dress.

It was also a white T-shirt, and when he opened the cabinet, Yang Qi found that there were only white T-shirts in his closet.

He really likes white.

However, Yang Qi didn't have time to think about this at this time. His mind was full of bracelets and bracelets, so he leaned against his table boldly and asked him with a flattering smile: "I'm sorry, the force was a little heavy just now, and it didn't hurt. you?"

Yang Qi obviously wanted to express a friendly attitude, but when the words came out of his mouth, they were a bit indecent.

He Ziming ignored him and continued to tidy up his desk, even rummaging through boxes and cabinets and bringing up all the textbooks from the bottom.

"Hey, can your lamp work?" Frustrated, Yang Qi still didn't intend to give up, trying to communicate with him verbally.

But after all, Yang Qi just broke his bottles and cans, and even slapped him on the back. It's good that he didn't lose his temper at him. What good attitude can we expect?

So no surprise, He Ziming did not answer a word very coldly.

Yang Qi was a little embarrassed, but he didn't intend to give up. He even boldly moved his gaze to He Ziming's wrist, staring straight at the bracelet, trying to find clues.

Seeing Yang Qi staring at his bracelet, He Ziming frowned and shrank his hands, his eyes were a little defensive: "What's the matter?"

"No, no, no." Yang Qi responded quickly, and then smiled coyly, "I just think your bracelet is quite pretty, where did you buy it?"

He Ziming glanced at him, ignored him, sat back in his seat, and turned on the desk lamp with a "click".

As soon as the table lamp was turned on, the dark corner finally showed a glimmer of light, and it was only then that Yang Qi realized that He Ziming's side profile was actually pretty good.

But looking at it, Yang Qi's brows gradually frowned, because he felt that this side face became more and more familiar.

Ever since he entered the dormitory, he hadn't paid much attention to He Ziming.Thinking that this is the hero and I want to stay away from him, He Ziming instinctively rejects him.

In addition, the light in the bedroom is not good, and there is a lot of shade outside.He Ziming happened to be sitting in the darkest corner, he never saw He Ziming's face clearly.

But now, Yang Qi had finished reading half of He Ziming's face, and a bold idea popped up in his heart, which made him a little flustered.

At this time, He Ziming raised his head slightly, and the light shone on his side face.

From this angle, Yang Qi could just see most of his face and the tear mole in the corner of his eye—and then he was instantly dumbfounded.

Although he remembers the waiter's appearance too clearly now, he clearly remembers that the waiter's eyes are particularly beautiful, and there is a tear mole at the corner of his eye, which is exactly the same as He Ziming's.

Yang Qi's heart tightened, seeing He Ziming ignoring him, he became anxious: "Hey, I want to ask you something, where did you get that bracelet?"

Yang Qi, who was eager to confirm his conjecture, had an extremely serious expression and his heartbeat accelerated.

He hasn't dared to look at He Ziming's face, but now he has an answer in his heart, and the answer is suffocating.

He Ziming only said coldly: "A gift from a friend."

"Which friend?" Yang Qi asked immediately.

But He Ziming only glanced at him and said, "Is it related to you?"

Yang Qi was momentarily at a loss for words.

It doesn't matter, even if he is related, he can't recognize him, he is now a poor man Yang Qi.

But Yang Qi was not reconciled, and asked again: "He Ziming, can I borrow your bracelet?"

He Ziming finally turned his head in a very impatient tone, revealing his fair face.

At this moment, Yang Qi felt that if he didn't run away, it should be him.

This face is so stunning, no matter how forgetful he is, he still cannot forget the other person's eyes and that inexplicably powerful aura.

And at this moment, Yang Qi recalled in a trance that the waiter's voice was relatively low, and He Ziming's voice happened to be that low voice.

With so many coincidences together, isn't that inevitable?

Yang Qi looked at He Ziming in a daze, and seemed to see He Ziming's face gradually overlap with that of the waiter in a daze, and then stood in front of him.

"Here you are." He Ziming took off the bracelet from his hand and handed it to Yang Qi.

Yang Qi quickly took the bracelet, and sure enough, he saw two small letters engraved on the tail, which was indeed his bracelet.

Although very shocked, Yang Qi still had to admit that he had actually met He Ziming not long ago, and had already met the hero of this book.

Originally, he thought that he would never meet any hero or heroine in his summer vacation, but he was too naive. The gears of the plot had started to turn without him noticing.

After returning the bracelet, Yang Qi squeezed out a smile and said to He Ziming, "The bracelet is not bad, it's really pretty."

"Thank you." He Ziming just expressed it indifferently, and continued to tidy up his table.

The dust in Yang Qi's heart has settled, but he is still a little worried.

Regardless of how he got into the Rose Empire to work as a waiter, first of all, if he remembered Yang Qi's appearance, wouldn't Yang Qi's plan to pretend to be poor be in vain?

Thinking of this, Yang Qi became nervous again.

He touched his ears again, and tried to smile amicably: "Hey, do you think we met somewhere?"

Yang Qi was testing him.

But He Ziming's expression didn't change, and he denied it without hesitation: "No."

"But I look familiar to you..." Yang Qi still couldn't see his face, and continued, "It looks like someone I know."

He Ziming didn't answer his words, but sneered disdainfully, and said, "You don't have to get close to me."

Seeing that he is so hard-core, Yang Qi can't break through his defense line, so Yang Qi can't help but doubt himself.

Does he really not remember himself?

Yang Qi stared at He Ziming for a second time, and finally returned to his seat awkwardly under He Ziming's cold gaze.

It looked like he really didn't remember himself, and didn't react at all.

No matter, anyway, so far, he is safe.With such a cold personality, He Ziming probably wouldn't take the initiative to talk to him.Even if he is recognized, as long as he does not speak, others will not know his background.

After thinking about it, Yang Qi finally untied the knot in his heart.As long as he stayed away from He Ziming in the future, there shouldn't be a big problem.

"Oh, by the way, I just smashed those dishes of yours, shall I pay you?" Yang Qi felt that this matter still needs to be resolved.

It seems that He Ziming's family is really poor, probably because of being poor, that's why he went to work in the Rose Empire.

Yang Qi still had some sympathy for his life experience, and decided to compensate him.

But He Ziming shook his head and waved his hands to say no.

Regardless, Yang Qi took out a hundred yuan bill from his wallet and put it directly on He Ziming's desk.

"Take it back." He Ziming moved the money back.

"Take it." Yang Qi pushed back again.

After the two went back and forth several times, He Ziming had no choice but to accept the one hundred yuan under Yang Qi's firm eyes.

This scene was seen by two other roommates, and they were surprised: "Damn, local tyrant!"

Yang Qi originally thought that 100 yuan was not expensive, but then he thought about it, he is a poor boy from the countryside, isn't it a bit too "generous" to pay [-] yuan?

This doesn't fit his poor status!

So he turned around immediately, looked eagerly at He Ziming, and stretched out his hand towards him with a flattering smile: "Well, 100 seems a bit much, can you pay me back 50?"