Dragon couple

Cheng Zhen sold until ten o'clock in the evening, and finally ended the loss-making business.

I originally wanted to give back to the old customers on the first day and show them the way, but I didn’t expect to go home at night and have a look. Not only did I not lose money, but I also made a lot of money.

Cheng Zhen devoted himself to making pancakes all day long, and didn't care about collecting money. The QR code was pasted on the top of the tricycle, and customers spontaneously scanned the code to pay, paying far more than the value of the pancakes.

Cheng Zhen looked through the collection records, and a big money transfered 520 yuan directly to him.

Perhaps because of these days, Cheng Zhen lost a lot of weight, which aroused the sympathy of customers and friends.

Or maybe he's worried he won't be able to pay the fine.

Cheng Zhen was touched by it, thought about it and donated the money he earned today, and sent the screenshots of the donation interface and a few of them with more transfers to Moments:

[Thank you everyone, I donated the money for you, and the accumulated blessings will be shared equally with you. Don’t do this next time, and save the money to buy more food that you like. ]

He is quite poor.

But now he can still earn money through labor.

The next day, the people who came really gave the money in a decent manner, no more and no less, and transferred according to the price list above Cheng Zhen.

In order to make money, Cheng Zhen changed the opening time to [-]:[-] p.m., open for four hours a day, and the business is still as hot as before. Due to the special location, this hillside is suitable for queuing. There is only one store on the hill, and no one usually passes by. It won't be as crowded a street as it used to be.

After a busy week, Cheng Zhen remembered that something seemed to have been overlooked by him.

Xie Chi has never been to his store since he opened it.

The last time the two communicated was when Cheng Zhen asked him to watch a movie and was rejected. Since then, there has been no interaction.

Cheng Zhen has Xie Chi's class schedule in his hand.

He uses two fingers to zoom in, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, Xie holds the lesson.

Cheng Zhen decided to attend.

This would have been a few years ago, I would have never even dared to think about it.

In the four years of college, the days when Cheng Zhen went to class were few and far between. No matter whose class it was, Cheng Zhen would never miss it. For this reason, the counselor asked him to talk to him several times, but he didn't take a word of it to heart.

If it wasn't for meeting Xie Chi in his senior year, whether he could graduate smoothly would be a problem.

Now, Cheng Zhen is going back to school.

In order not to oversleep, he went to bed at eleven o'clock, so he missed the message from Cream Bubble.

Seven forty, Dongchong University C4-102.

When Cheng Zhen arrived, there was no one in the classroom. He chose an inconspicuous seat and sat down. He put on a hat and a mask to cover his iconic black and gold gradient hair, so that no one would recognize him.

It was getting closer and closer to the class time, and the classroom was filled with people one after another. Cheng Zhen glanced at the door from time to time, and finally waited for Xie Chi.

After Xie Chi took his seat, Cheng Zhen sat next to him without saying a word.

Seeing the stranger, Xie Chi was stunned for a moment, glanced at Cheng Zhen several times, and said nothing.

Cheng Zhen stared ahead, ignoring Xie Chi's scrutinizing gaze.

At eight o'clock, the bell rings, class begins.

This class was taught by a foreign teacher. As soon as the foreign teacher spoke, Cheng Zhen was dumbfounded.

What bird language did you say.

Halfway through the class, people around turned over their books, and Cheng Zhen looked around, but he was the only one who didn't have any books.

He had no choice but to speak to Xie Chi who was at the side: "Student, please lend me the book."

Xie Chi only recognized him at this time, and said in surprise: "Little boss, why are you here?"

Of course it's for you.

Naturally, Cheng Zhen couldn't say that: "I'm here to listen. At least I'm doing business near the school. I can't waste such a good resource. Life is endless and learning is endless."

"You're working hard." It's hard to see that a pancake seller has such a lofty level of thought.

Cheng Zhen said modestly: "It's okay."

After glancing at the textbook, Cheng Zhen asked again, "What are you reading now?"

Xie Chi pointed with his finger: "This paragraph, I will ask people to ask their impressions later."

Cheng Zhen responded with a vague understanding.

After the reading time was over, the foreign teacher's eyes lingered for a week, then fixed on Cheng Zhen in the first row, and said something in English that he didn't understand.

Xie Chi reminded in a low voice: "I'm calling you."

Cheng Zhen's scalp tingled, and he stood up. There are so many people here, if it is found that rumors are spread, within a long time, the whole school will know that he is here to rub the class.

Cheng Zhen ignored the expectant eyes of the foreign teacher, and said in another voice under his voice: "I don't have any feelings."

"Canyouspeak English?"

Cheng Zhen understood this sentence, and answered him very clearly: "No."

The foreign teacher had no choice but to let him sit down and look for the next lucky one.

The next student who was picked up talked eloquently, Cheng Zhen pretended to be calm, blinked twice, as calm as if nothing had happened.

After that, this course was clicked three times.

The foreign teacher seemed to be at loggerheads with him, asking him every time, and every time Cheng Zhen couldn't answer.

There are two English classes in total, and when the class is over, I pack up and leave.

Xie Chi asked him: "Are you leaving now?"

Cheng Zhen took a deep look at him, and replied seriously: "I decided to change my course."

This course is not for him.

When Cheng Zhen left, Xie Chi, who was sitting on the seat, smiled unfathomably, and turned the pen in his hand.

Just as Cheng Zheng stepped out of the school, he received a message from Xie Jiujiu: [Did you know that the foreign teacher likes you very much, and asked you where you went as soon as class started. ]

Cheng Zhen: […]

Xie Chi: [I said you are from another class, he welcomes you to come to class frequently in the future. ]

Cheng Zhen: [No. ]

If he stayed any longer, Cheng Zhen would go crazy even if he didn't die.

In the next few days, after Cheng Zhen's unremitting efforts, he finally found the water class that suits him best.

There is no roll call and no questions asked. The teachers on the stage can attend class with peace of mind, while the students off the stage play with their mobile phones.

Even Xie Chi chose to do homework in this class.

Cheng Zhen didn't play with his mobile phone, but chatted with Xie Chi next to him.

Cheng Zhen: "What are you doing?"

Xie Chi: "There is a PPT for the class, and it will be handed in next week."

Cheng Zhen: "Oh, it was quite hard work."

Xie Chi responded coldly: "Yes."

Even though Cheng Zhen often had nothing to say, Xie Chi only talked to him occasionally.

Cheng Zhen felt bored, so he borrowed a pen and paper from him, and drew on the paper.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Cheng Zhen pushed the finished picture to him: "This is for you."

What Cheng Zhen painted was Xie Chi's profile while doing his homework, with a few strokes, it was particularly vivid.

Xie Chi was a little surprised: "You draw well."

Cheng Zhen told him: "Self-taught."

When he was not completely rebellious before, he would write and draw in the book without listening to the class. Over time, he developed the skill of drawing.

"Very good." Xie Chi accepted it politely.

Xie Chi has two water lessons a week, and Cheng Zhen specially picks this time to attend the class with Xie Chi.

He believes that love grows over time, and Xie Chi will always leave a special impression on him after a long time.

Unknown to Cheng Zhen, Xie Chi sent a text message to his brother: "Brother, there is someone who always goes to class with me."

Of course, Cheng Zhen still spends more time on business in a day.

A lot of things were added to that shop. Cheng Zhen made a swing by himself, and he planted piles of flowers and plants around it. There is a small vegetable garden next to the house, probably opened by the original boss.

In order not to let him be idle, Cheng Zhen bought some small tomatoes and planted them in the soil, and he could pick them and eat them when they were ripe.

In addition, I also planted a piece of green onion, so as not to spend money to buy it, just pick two handfuls from the ground.

From the "reptile zoo" to today's Xanadu, Cheng Zhen has put in a lot of effort.

All the money he earned recently has been invested in the decoration of the store. From the inside to the outside, it looks brand new. In such a large store, Cheng Zhen only needs a small area. He plans to build a wall in the middle to separate a room. in case for need.

This is just Cheng Zhen's good idea at the moment, and he doesn't have that much money for the time being.

Since renting the store and suspending the business license, Cheng Zhen no longer has to worry about being chased by the urban management.

The pancake shop is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and people who line up can feel a lot calmer.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhen kept his last conscience and did not raise the price.

Two or three weeks later, Cheng Zhen's business gradually got on the right track. At this time, he received a reminder call from the planner.

"Hello?" The female voice on the other side of the phone was menacing.

Cheng Zhen: "Who are you?"

"I'm Twist."

"What's up?"

"Do you dare to ask me something?" A little twist almost exploded into a firework, "It's been half a month, I thought you died again, didn't we make an appointment for the pia scene last week? You What about people?"

"I forgot." Cheng Zhen was so busy these days that he forgot about the things on the Internet.

A little twist: "You still have the face to say you forgot, do you know that Bubble has been waiting for you all night."

A little twist: "I only got your phone number today, or else I would have scolded you."

Cheng Zhen switched to another account and found that Butter Pao had sent him more than thirty messages.

The message content is mostly the same:

[Playing games tonight? ]

[Are you there? ]

[An appointment today? ]

[Are you free at [-]pm? ]

……

[Why didn't you come tonight? ]

[Do you not want to see me. ]

Cheng Zhen's hard-hearted heart can't help but soften, and he blamed himself: "I really forgot."

A little twist: "Get lost."

A little twist: "I'll give you one last chance, at nine o'clock tonight, remember to come here."

Cheng Zhen: "OK."

The author has something to say:

I sincerely advise everyone not to stay up all night. This morning, I felt dizzy, nauseated, and sweating all over my body as if I was struggling from the death line. At that time, I understood the value of life.

I hope that everyone and I will be in good health and live a long life.