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Chapter 21. Sister Tong, Maluo’s life is also life
Spencer was taken away by the security guards cursing. Yan Huan didn't look over there, but felt that the IQ of the air around her had increased after she left.

So while preparing to go back to the gymnasium with Hitomi Sakuramiya to get things, he was thinking about the modifier.

Just like the memory correction after being hypnotized, the memory of being locked up in the equipment room with Hitomi Sakuramiya became reasonable and could not be detected without resistance.
It seems that Vice President Sakuramiya is the same.

The setting sun in the sky silently adjusted its angle as if to show more care for the girl, allowing Sakuramiya Hitomi to bathe in the shadow cast by the towering teaching building nearby.

Yan Huan stood in the evening light, his face tinged with ecstasy.

Walking side by side with Yan Huan, Sakuramiya Hitomi looked normal, lifted her black hair and suddenly asked,
"Did the girl say anything to the president just now?"

Yan Huan was interrupted from his thoughts and turned to look at her.

"Why do you ask?"

"That girl just took a photo of us for no reason. Her personality seems annoying. I just don't think it would be easy for her to delete the photo."

"No, I scared her a bit and she deleted the photo. But I don't think I've seen her in school before. I don't have any impression of her at all."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and didn't intend to involve Sakuramiya Hitomi in the matter of the modifier, so she lied.

Huh?
I was threatened by that yellow-haired guy with the photo, and now I lied to Sakura Palace as if nothing happened.
Why is the sense of déjà vu getting stronger?!
Yan Huan blinked and suddenly thought of this.

“He must have transferred here.”

Seeing that Yan Huan looked normal, Sakuramiya Hitomi answered perfunctorily, but she was filled with even greater doubts in her heart.

If there was nothing wrong with the girl, then how on earth did she manage to break her own barrier by kicking it?

Is there a bug in the enchantment?

It also extinguished the sparks (Sakuramiya thought) that almost flew between her and the president!

It seems that I need to study this ability of mine more carefully, and I must not make mistakes like I did today.

Fortunately, the memory correction effect it described was true. After being locked up for half an hour, the president didn't notice anything unusual.
The two people tacitly came up with the same idea in their hearts.

Yan Huan took out her schoolbag and clothes from the locker in the gymnasium, but Sakuramiya Hitomi only had clothes in a cloth bag.

"The locker room is closed, right? Do you want to go back to the office to change, President?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi came over with the bag, while Yan Huan glanced at the time on her phone, thought for a moment and said,

"No, I'll go home early. I can still catch the school bus if I go out at this time."

"Okay, President."

Sakuramiya Hitomi tilted her head, feeling doubtful.

Normally on Mondays, the president would go to the Mahjong Club to play Mahjong, and then take the bus back home later. But today...

She did know Yan Huan's living habits very well, but she couldn't put it into words.

But it’s okay. I don’t have to go to the mahjong club and hang out with those bad women.

There is a mahjong machine, but every time I play with the president, I still use my hands, and I say something like "there are only two machines, and the president is not a formal member of the mahjong club and cannot use them."
You can't use that?
It takes a long time to shuffle the cards, and if you don’t know, you would think you are washing hands!
Vice President Sakuramiya, who had observed the club once, was very dissatisfied with the Mahjong Club and felt that such bad clubs that harm students should be resolutely banned.

"Then I'll take my leave first, President. I'll go back to the office."

"Okay, see you tomorrow, Sakura."

"See you tomorrow, President."

After saying goodbye to Sakuramiya Hitomi, Yan Huan pinched the watch on his phone and ran out of the school.

He is going to Sister Tong's pub today.

Originally, today was not his working day, but since he didn't go to work for two days on the weekend, Yan Huan felt bad that the 400 yuan was deducted.

So he planned to make up for the classes he missed on the weekend on Monday and Tuesday.

Working seven consecutive nights, this is Yan Huan's determination to save the world.

Yan Huan jogged all the way to catch up with the school bus for the South District. The air-conditioner was on in the bus and students who had just finished class were laughing and joking inside, but there were actually fewer people than in the morning.

Yuanyue Academy will be dismissed after an elective class in the afternoon, and some students will stay in school to participate in club activities.

But most of them are picked up by their parents, either to go for tutoring or to participate in various interest classes.

Yahashiki was not seen in the car at the moment. He was just one of the people attending the afternoon cram school.

Linmen follows the Newman-style education system, and admission to university is basically based on application.

Although there is a unified examination, it does not play a decisive role like the college entrance examination in previous lives.

Outstanding academic performance, relevant learning experience, and letters of recommendation from respected people are all important when applying to colleges and universities.
It seems that you have escaped from the sea of ​​questions in the college entrance examination, but in fact, you are still extremely nervous, and it involves the parents at home, the kind of questions that are like gods and demons dancing in chaos, and fighting each other in the air.

The school buses in the South District have the highest number of passengers in the afternoon among all routes. Why?
This is because most of the students from the South District who are admitted here cannot afford to attend expensive tutoring classes and interest classes, so they can only go home.

Even if I could go, my family would have to tighten their belts several times before I could go.

Well, Yan Huan is even more miserable than those of them who go home to rest. As a time traveler who fights against the modifier, he has to go back to work to earn a living.

He suddenly remembered an emoticon from his previous life, the one of the Joker and Harley Quinn.

After fighting Batman for a day, the Joker has to buy groceries and go home to cook. After all, not everyone is as rich as Bruce Wayne.jpg
Aunt Ye, Aunt Ye, if Ye Shiyu hadn’t knocked on my door in the middle of the night, I really wouldn’t want to leave you!

Yan Huan shook his head and put on his Bluetooth headphones to listen to music.

On the empty seat next to me, a furry black cat had sat there elegantly at some point.

It’s exactly Meow-chan.

Well, at least Yan Huan has a kitten now.

It suddenly appeared as if it was ready to listen to Yan Huan's explanation of the situation with the modifier just now, but Yan Huan directly picked up the chubby Miaojiang.

"Meow~"

He looked at the wide-eyed Miaojiang in his arms and said,

"Meow, let me rub it for a bit."

"Meow?"

In the South District, a street-side shop a few streets away from the house where Yan Huan rented had just opened.

The name of the tavern is hung on the door of the stylishly decorated European-style tavern:
"Children's Songs"

At the door, a beautiful woman with her red hair tied behind her head was moving tables and chairs out of the store.

She wore a black denim jacket with a white lining tucked into slim jeans, looking free and easy.

After moving one or two seats, she leaned on the table behind her and prepared to rest for a while.

An open lighter was turning deftly between the fingertips of her left hand. She tilted her head back, her red bangs drooping a little, slightly covering one of her eyes.

On the beautiful face of a man who was about 27 or 28 years old, the other exposed eye had a sad look that said "It's good to be alive, but it's also okay to die."

She rubbed the metal earring on her earlobe and subconsciously wanted to ask the guy for help, but suddenly remembered that the guy was not at work on Monday.

I didn't see him for a whole weekend and was confused.

The other employees in the store would arrive later, and only that boy would come so early and help her move the tables and chairs.

"Well"

But it's okay if you're not here
She had sad eyes, lowered her head, and held a lady's cigarette handed to her by her right hand between her red lips.

"嚓～"

The lighter's lighter wheel rubbed against each other, making a crisp sound and igniting a flame.

Just as she was about to light the cigarette, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and pulled the cigarette out of her mouth.

The woman's eyes, which seemed to have been beaten by life, flashed with fire, and she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Turning her head, she saw a handsome young man in sportswear twisting the cigarette between his fingers and smiling at her.

"Sister Tong, did you swear to be a fart? Didn't you tell me before that you had quit smoking, but you secretly smoked again when I was not around?"

The woman in front of him was Yan Huan’s boss, Tong Yingying. Yan Huan usually called her Sister Tong.

He is an "adult" who has become boring.

". Stupid, do you believe what the adults say?"

Tong Yingying remained calm when she was caught by Yan Huan, and there was a hint of disgust in her tone.

He closed the burning lighter and looked at the boy he hadn't seen over the weekend.

Tong Yingying lifted her long legs and asked him,
"Why are you here instead of taking a break after class on Monday? What the hell is that outfit? Are you cosplaying as an athlete?"

"I just got out of class and came here before I had time to change."

"What's the hurry?"

"I wanted to come see you, Sister Tong."

".Heh, I think you're thinking about your weekend salary deduction."

Yan Huan blinked and smiled.

"I really came to see you. It's more real than Pearl. Believe me, Sister Tong."

Tong Yingying did not expose Yan Huan's pretense. She stood up, walked into the darkened pub, and said,
"Go to the locker room and change your clothes first, then help me set up the tables and chairs."

That's what it means to have him at work.

Yan Huan looked at the cigarette in his hand that Tong Yingying had smoked, then realized something and followed her into the pub.

"No way, Sister Tong, it's not even five o'clock yet."

I watched her walk to the back of the bar with a listless look, and took out the wine glasses and ice cubes skillfully.

Without even looking over there, Tong Yingying stretched out her white fingers and lined up the shelves at the back, seeming to touch the wine bottles waiting for her to choose one by one.

Then, his finger rested on the cap of an opened bottle of wine.

It was a bottle of fruit candy whiskey, Alan Ten Years.

"I'm in a bad mood today. And I just woke up. It's just right. I can use it to wake myself up."

While pouring the wine, she rarely explained for Yan Huan.

"Can I wake up a hammer?"

Yan Huan threw the cigarette that Tong Yingying had used into the trash can, walked up to the bar, and asked,

"But I'm in a bad mood. Why? Tell me why?" "Why should I tell you?"

"Make me happy."

".Deduct 200 from your salary."

Tong Yingying ignored him and pronounced the verdict so coldly that Yan Huan almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face.

"I was wrong, Sister Tong."

"You idiot, don't you know that you haven't received your salary this month? Are you learning in front of me, you idiot?"

Just kidding.

Yan Huan has been working here for almost a year and is very familiar with Tong Yingying. Besides, apart from having some bad habits, Tong Yingying is basically not arrogant and is very generous with money.

It is common for them to quarrel with each other.

".But Sister Tong, based on my experience, it's best to speak out about things that make you unhappy."

"Heh, according to my experience, telling others about your sad story is just preparing a knife for that person to stab you in the future."

Pour the wine, pick up the glass, shake it slightly, and watch the round ice cubes inside it like crystal balls dancing and spinning in the whiskey.

Tong Yingying cursed,
"Go away, don't meddle in adult matters. No, don't get involved."

She took a sip of whiskey, then let out a long breath, waved her hand perfunctorily at Yan Huan, and ordered,
"Hurry up and change your clothes and get ready for work. You skipped three days of work last weekend, and made me, your boss, busy all the time. This week, haha, I'm going to squeeze the hell out of you."

"Sister Tong, Maluo's life is also a life."

Yan Huan raised the white flag pitifully.

At the same time, he silently gave Tong Yingying the middle finger in his heart, and did not hesitate to call her by the nickname he secretly gave her when they first met.

The nickname is: "Southern District Yu Qian".

What do you mean?
He is good at smoking, drinking and perming hair.

Although I have adjusted my lifestyle a little bit now, basically I don’t smoke or perm my hair, but I just can’t quit drinking.

Yan Huan even suspected that Tong Yingying opened this pub just to be able to steal alcohol openly.

Seeing that the boss had already started tasting the wine, Yan Huan ignored her and went into the tavern to change clothes.

White shirt, black pants, brown vest.
Just when Yan Huan was changing clothes in the dressing room, a male and female voices were heard outside the door.

"Sister Tong, good afternoon."

"Sister Tong, you're drinking too early today!"

"Well, I'm in a bad mood. I'll just drink something if I'm fine."

When Yan Huan got dressed and walked out, she saw a man and a woman holding hands sitting in front of the bar, chatting with Tong Yingying who was twirling a wine glass in her hands.

They are both students of South District Community College. The boy's name is Tian Li and the girl's name is Guan Rong.

They both came here to work and are a couple.

The girl sings very well and is a resident singer in the pub.

The boy can mix cocktails, and customers are very satisfied with the taste of his drinks, but Tong Yingying seldom drinks them.

She usually does things for herself and has enough food and clothing.

Tong Yingying can mix a lot of drinks herself, so if she wasn’t too lazy, she wouldn’t have to spend money to hire others.

"Xiao Huan, today is Monday, aren't you going to take a rest?"

"No rest, Sister Guan, make up for it."

"Hey, it feels like you've become more handsome after not seeing you for just one weekend. Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"real or fake?"

It must be the charm fragment that worked.

In a short while, Tong Yingying had finished the small glass of whiskey and picked up the bottle next to her for a refill.

Watching her wasting the base liquor she was going to use, Tian Li dared not say anything, after all, she was the boss.

After a brief greeting, it's time to get down to work.

Yan Huan quickly put all the stools and other things in place. After Tian Li and Guan Rong changed their clothes, one of them cleaned up the bar while the other did a simple tidy up.

Only Tong Yingying was there, holding a wine glass and bottle, sitting alone in the corner of the tavern, acting as a hands-off manager.

Yan Huan walked back and forth through the inner room several times, and could see Tong Yingying drinking more frequently than usual, holding her cell phone and typing something with one hand.
At first, Yan Huan could still focus a little on Tong Yingying. After all, it was a bit unusual for her to start drinking so early today.

But as night fell, the business on this street was pretty good, with many customers coming. He became obedient after ordering two servings of caramel pudding.

In the kitchen, he was stirring the egg liquid until it was almost smoking. He was really skilled.

It is tiring, but it is not completely without benefits.

At least, the pudding he made for Sakuramiya Hitomi and Ye Shiyu was particularly delicious, right?

The nights in the South District are really restless. The city’s colorful neon lights mixed with car horns and restaurant smoke make the South District seem both lively and chaotic.

At this time, if you walk alone into the alleys between the buildings, regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, some hidden plot will usually be triggered.

Fortunately, Linmen does not support gun ownership, so you won’t be pressed against the waist by something hard while walking.

Then, their wallets and cell phones were snatched away, and they were also asked to answer questions like "Do you like the uncle's big gun?"

“Once upon a time, I walked forward in confusion.”

Guan Rong played the guitar and sang, creating a peaceful atmosphere in the bar.

Tong Yingying, who was sitting in the corner, disappeared at some point.

But in the corridor connecting the pub to the bathroom, she was hunched over, with a pale face, holding on to the wall and walking towards the bathroom.

She drank a little too much.

Open the closed bathroom door, there is only one bathroom here.

Her face was red, and it was unclear whether it was because of the alcohol or because of the lit screen of the mobile phone in her hand.

Her stomach churned, and she couldn't help but slump over the toilet, as if she was about to vomit.

It was because of this action that the phone she had been holding fell to the ground, revealing the chat box and chat history on it.
Li Xiumei (mother):

"."

"I don't care. I've already made an appointment with him. You should come back and meet him. He's handsome. It's good enough that he can come and have a blind date with you. Why are you so picky every day?"

"No, if you want to see me, go ahead and see me."

"Oh, you're almost thirty and you're still so out of tune. Looking at you like that, if you don't get married, I really want to die at home. Come back home right away!"

"You're so much older than me, what's the point of dating me? Go ahead and do it yourself if you want to date me!"

"The age difference is not a problem. People who are older than you will be better off and more considerate."

"I need him to be good? I don't have money? I'd rather find someone who's ten years younger than me, who can call me sister, who's strong and useful. Why would I need him to be considerate? Go away, I've already said I don't want to date!"

"How do you talk to your mother?"

"Sorry, hi."

"."

Because the phone was set to automatically turn off the screen, it would lock again after a period of inactivity, shrouding the following messages in darkness.

Tong Yingying was left covering her mouth, retching in discomfort.

In fact, there were hundreds of messages below, and it was not just her mother's chat box, there were many other people trying to persuade her.
Tong Yingying wished she could block them all and never see them again.

"Grumpy"

Just as she was retching, a snake-shaped tattoo emerged ghostly from under her clothes, and seemed to wriggle with the changes in her emotions.

Then, the snake-shaped tattoo crawled all the way along her arm, and actually crawled out from her fingers and fell to the ground.

It was a tiny, pure white, cobra-like creature.

It spit out its tongue and looked at the woman in front of it, seeming to reveal a little satisfaction.

[Among the candidates, you are the only one who can bear my power]

[Woman, do you want to be the protagonist of this world? Do you want to satisfy your dirty desires? Do you want to have everything you want? ]

An illusory voice sounded in her ears, which startled Tong Yingying slightly.

[Become my host, and let me share my power of controlling sensitivity with you]

[Whether it’s pleasure, pain, or any feeling, anything! ]

[As long as you use me, I can fulfill all your wishes]

[Don't be afraid or doubtful, I will help you]

Tong Yingying raised her head and looked at some illusory creature that stood up beside her, which looked like a snake but was not a snake.

It seems that the voice in the brain comes from it?
The illusory white color in front of my eyes was spitting out tongues, and it seemed as if some kind of electric current was flowing through my body all the time.

Tong Yingying opened her mouth, and then she murmured,
"I must be drunk, I'm hallucinating haha. If I'm drunk, even snakes, which I'm afraid of the most, would be like that."

The white snake in front of him looked at Tong Yingying who was clenching her fists little by little, and suddenly had a very bad premonition.

【Sigh! 】

It subconsciously turned around and tried to run away, but Tong Yingying, who was already on the verge of a rage, stood up and kicked it hard with a dark face.

"Go to hell too!!"

"Oh!"

With that extremely terrifying kick, the illusory white snake disappeared without a trace, as if it were really an illusion.

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