Ah! Running into the book I wrote to chase the evil female supporting role

Of the twenty-eight yuan that Han Juyou paid, her own meal and vegetables were only three and a half yuan, while Liu Muye's meal, which was all meat, was twenty-four and five yuan.

A piece of shredded potatoes and a piece of mapo tofu are a dollar and a half. Apart from the free vegetable soup, these two dishes are the cheapest in all the canteens of Silia College, and they are available in all twelve canteens of Siya. Two dishes.

This was written by Liu Muye when he was setting up the book, and he remembered it very clearly.

The reason why I added this paragraph is because when he was studying at Jiangsu University, during his poorest days, he relied on eating shredded potatoes and Mapo tofu with free soup.

Of course, being able to eat food is not considered a downfall. Liu Muye remembers that there was a buddy in his dormitory at that time. In order to buy a new mobile phone for his girlfriend, he ate white rice with free soup in the cafeteria for two months—— I almost ended up in the hospital due to malnutrition.

In the end, his relationship naturally fell apart, because the girlfriend this buddy was dating was a money-worshiping girl, and later she fell in love with a rich second-generation bald guy outside of school.

Ahem, that’s too far off topic.

Liu Muye carried the meal and followed Han Juyou, finding a seat in the corner to sit together.

After Han Juyou sat down, the first thing he said was: "The meal card has been frozen. What kind of new way of striking up a conversation is this?"

"Tch, let's see what you said." Liu Muye said with a somewhat provocative tone, "If I really want to strike up a conversation with a girl in the name of a meal card, I must also strike up a conversation with a beautiful woman. Who will strike up a conversation with you?"

"Hmm~?"

Hearing this, Han Juyou frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes turned cold, and she said with a bit of arrogance in her tone, "Then you go talk to the beautiful woman. If you provoke me, stay away."

Seeing that the other party was angry, Liu Muye immediately gave in and apologized: "Hey, I was just joking, look at you, why did you take it seriously?"

After Liu Muye finished speaking, he took out a red note from his wallet and placed it in front of Han Juyou.

Han Juyou glanced at the money and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Meal money." Liu Muye scratched his head and said, "I don't have any change in my wallet, I only have change."

Han Juyou pushed the money back and said, "I don't have any change and I can't find it. I'm treating you to this meal. You can take the money back."

When helping Liu Muye buy food, Han Juyou had no intention of asking Liu Muye to pay back the money. After all, he taught him a lesson on Saturday night for the gangster who came to collect debts, so it was right for him to treat him to a meal.

But Liu Muye was not happy anymore. He said, "That's not possible. How can I let you invite me, Mr. Liu?"

Because Liu Muye himself had experienced living off school specials, he could better understand how important the more than 20 yuan of meal money was to Han Juyou.

So he definitely wouldn't let Han Juyou treat him to dinner.

Not only can't Han Juyou treat him, he also has to find a way to indirectly support Han Juyou, at least so that she can have enough to eat - keeping Han Juyou from going hungry is also saving the vicious female supporting role. Bar.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Muye suddenly thought of a good idea. He looked at Han Juyou and said, "Otherwise, I still have a thousand yuan in cash on me. I'll give you seven hundred, and you can put it into your meal card. How about you help me buy food this week?"

"I..." Han Juyou was about to speak, but was interrupted by Liu Muye.

Liu Muye said: "Don't refuse in a hurry. I definitely can't let your help go in vain. Let's spend half of the seven hundred yuan meal money each of us. How about spending it together? Your half will be regarded as hard work?"

Han Juyou immediately shook his head and said, "There must be something fishy going on here, and I won't help you."

Liu Muye said dumbfounded: "The meal card is yours, and I will give you the money, so you can help me buy a meal. What's wrong with that? In our relationship, can I still harm you?"

"..."

Han Juyou thought for a while and asked, "I still don't understand. Isn't this school run by your family? Why is your meal card frozen?"

Liu Muye covered his face and said, "I made my dad angry. He stopped all my cards, including my meal card."

"Pfft, haha."

"You're laughing so hard, it's not because of you."

"What's wrong with me?" Han Juyou's voice stopped abruptly. She pointed at her face and asked in confusion, "Why did you blame me for your quarrel with your father?"

"I stayed too late at your house that night..."

Liu Muye briefly talked about the process of having all his funds frozen, but he did not talk about his father's Bai Yueguang entering the world - it would be fine if his family knew about this, so how could he talk nonsense.

After hearing this, Han Juyou rolled her eyes and said, "You can't blame me. If you come back late, you can't say you went to the library to study? Do you have to say you go to that kind of place?"

"Is it possible for someone like me to study in the library until late at night and then go home?" Liu Muye also rolled his eyes at him, "Besides, you made a large area of ​​my shirt wet from crying that day. My father suspected... Uh-huh!”

Before Liu Muye finished speaking, she was blocked by Han Juyou. She blushed and whispered, "Please lower your voice. It's not very honorable to get your clothes wet. Why are you talking so loudly!" !”

Liu Muye put his hands on his hips and said, "I don't care so much anyway. You have to bear half of the responsibility for my funds being frozen. You have to help me with my meals for this week."

"Why does it have to be me?" Han Juyou looked into Liu Muye's eyes, "Aren't you and Nangong Ye roommates? If you use his meal card to charge money, wouldn't it be okay for you two to eat together?"

Liu Muye said: "This kid doesn't have a meal card. His three meals a day are prepared by his five-star chef at home and sent to the school on a 800-mile rush. I can't beg him to go because of such a trivial matter. Can you get me a meal card?"

"Uh..." Han Juyou thought for a while and said, "If you can't eat in the campus cafeteria, then you can drive to eat outside the campus."

"Do you think it's free to refuel the car?" Liu Muye laughed angrily at Han Juyou's words, "How much does it cost to kick the accelerator in a sports car? I only have a thousand yuan in cash left with me, and it will be gone when I spend it all. You dare to drive a sports car to school."

Han Juyou thought for a while and then said: "So so many people in the school have meal cards, why do you have to share the meal card with me?"

Liu Muye's eyes darkened when he heard her question, and he said: "From now on, apart from Nangong Ye and Shangguan Yurou, I'll be familiar with you. I can't borrow my meal card from Shangguan Yurou without asking you, right?" ?”

"You...you really didn't think I was too poor, so you deliberately used this excuse to treat me to dinner?" Han Juyou finally couldn't hold it back and asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"No, I really didn't lie to you!" Liu Muye slapped his wallet on the table and said to Han Juyou, "If you don't believe me, just take my card and swipe it on the credit card machine."

"Okay, I believe you."

Liu Muye said so, Han Juyou couldn't help but believe it.

Seeing that the other party agreed, Liu Muye immediately pulled out seven bills from his wallet and handed them to Han Juyou: "Well, one hundred a day, that should be enough for the two of us to eat for a week, right?"

Han Juyou quickly waved her hand and said: "No, no, no, there's no need. I won't spend your money. I'll add some money to it later..."

"Pull it down, you can use mine." Liu Muye's brain got hot and he pulled out the last three hundred dollars in his wallet and slapped it on the table. "One thousand dollars, two people, one meal for seven days a week." Fifty, you and I will eat together, the standards cannot be lowered, that’s what we said!”

"..."

Han Juyou looked at the money on the table with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Liu Muye thought she was embarrassed to spend her own money, so he said: "It's okay, my young master's money is all brought by the strong wind. You can spend this thousand yuan of food as you like without asking me. Besides, after this Zhou, I am a good man again.”

After pondering for a moment, Han Juyou said: "You should keep five hundred cash with you. We can eat in the cafeteria together. Five hundred a week is enough."

"One thousand is one thousand." Liu Muye stuffed the money directly into Han Juyou's small satchel, "My young master's money has been given away, so there is still a reason to take it back. Don't you look down on my young master?"

"No, but..."

"Shh, eat! The food will get cold if you don't eat it."

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