Are you stupid? I am the villain behind the scenes

"Are you sure you want to follow me?"

Hua Chaochao thought about it and decided that it might not be a bad idea to recruit them. With a few more helpers, it would be much easier for her when she dealt with things later.

"Absolutely sure!" Five people nodded rapidly.

"Okay then," Hua Chaochao took out her phone and clicked on the QR code, "Add the contact information and create a group. I'll notify you in the group if I have anything."

Several people hurriedly took out their mobile phones and scanned Hua Chaochao's QR code to add her as a friend.

After they all finished scanning Hua Chao Chao, he put his phone back into his pocket. "That's it for now. I can't stay any longer. Is the lemon tea ready?"

"It will be ready soon, just a little bit more!" Zheng Dingtong, who was in charge of beverage production, hurried back to his work station to continue making lemon tea.

While waiting for the lemon tea, Hua Chaochao added a few more points of attention.

"If you see me outside, pretend not to know me."

"understand!"

Before I talk about the next point, Hua Chaochao asked, "What was your previous team name?"

For the sake of ease of management, mercenaries in Desperate Situation are organized into teams of five or six people, working together on missions.

Since we are divided into teams, there must be team names.

Although he didn't understand why Hua Chaochao wanted to ask about their team name, Li Biao still answered truthfully: "Flying Tigers."

"...Okay, we are now the Flying Tigers. I am the captain. Don't call me 'senior master' anymore. Call me 'captain'. Do you understand?"

"Understand!"

"Finally, hide your martial arts and your identity as a Xuanzhou person. Try to keep a low profile. The leader of Desperate Situation is in Baicheng. Don't let her find you."

"Okay--" He answered subconsciously, then suddenly remembered something and swallowed the words back, because they could not guarantee that they would not be discovered by the desperate leader. Not to mention that there was a huge gap between their rank and the desperate leader's, it was not an easy task to hide it from someone who was much stronger than themselves. The most important thing was that they did not know what the desperate leader looked like. D-level mercenaries had no chance of contacting the leader. In this way, the possibility of them being exposed would be greatly increased.

They told Hua Chaochao about their concerns.

Hua Chaochao immediately thought of a solution: "This is simple. If someone asks you who you are, just say you are from Lotus Island. Never admit that you are from Xuanzhou."

"Ah? This isn't a good idea," Li Biao said, scratching his head. "What if our identities are exposed by the real people from Lotus Island?"

Hua Chaochao didn't take it seriously, "Nothing could happen. Lotus Island is isolated from the world, and the people there are very Buddhist. Even if you are unlucky enough to run into them, they won't bother to expose you."

Hua Chaochao had a basis for saying this, as it was clearly written in the book that although Lotus Island had a strength comparable to Xuanzhou, it was a non-aggressive society. Most of the people there lived peacefully on the island, leading their own lives comfortably, and few left the island. Unless they were extremely unlucky, the chance of Li Biao and his companions encountering people from Lotus Island was almost zero.

Hua Chaochao concluded: "Since they don't like to leave the island, we can just use their names for fun."

Li Biao was convinced, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The lemon tea was ready at this time, and Hua Chaochao picked it up and left.

Of course, she paid before leaving. After all, with the current customer flow of the milk tea shop, the income was not enough to make ends meet, and she was afraid that one day she would not be able to hold on and go bankrupt. Under such circumstances, how could Hua Chaochao feel embarrassed to take it for free? She had to help out a little to be worthy of her identity as the captain of the Flying Tigers Action Team.

Back in the car.

Hua Chaochao tore open the straw package, inserted the straw into the lemon tea and took a sip.

"..."

Hua Chaochao silently picked up her phone and tagged Zheng Dingtong in the newly created group: [Don’t put a whole lemon in my lemon tea anymore!!!]

The first sip she took almost killed her.

……

The next day.

Because of what Xu Wenqing said yesterday, no students came to ask for her autograph today, and Class 8 of Grade returned to its previous tranquility.

Xu Wenqing waited for two classes with great anticipation, but still did not see Ji Xingyuan talk to her, so she could not wait any longer. At the end of the third class, she took the initiative to turn around and said to Ji Xingyuan who was doing math problems: "Hello, classmate, can you lend me a pen? My pen is out of ink."

Ji Xingyuan was in a state of confusion at that time. The problem was too difficult and he couldn't solve it. Suddenly he heard someone asking to borrow a pen from him. Without even looking at who it was, he said directly, "It's on the table, take it yourself."

After two seconds, Ji Xingyuan still had no idea and chose to give up. He put down his pen and turned to the table behind him to complain to Hua Xi.

"Sister Xi, my brother is so cruel. He knows that I am not a good student, but he still gives me such difficult questions. He said that if I can't finish them today, he will not let me play games for three days. Isn't he making things difficult for me, Doraemon?"

Hua Xi has heard similar complaints countless times in the past six months. Whenever Ji Xianchen gave Ji Xingyuan a difficult problem and he couldn't solve it, he would come to her to complain about Ji Xianchen.

The reason why he only confided in Hua Xi was because she was the only one in the class who knew Ji Xianchen, and they had a good relationship, so Hua Xi naturally became the person Ji Xingyuan confided in.

As usual, Hua Xi replied in a calm tone: "So? You dare not do it?"

Ji Xingyuan instantly wilted, "I don't dare."

If we were to say who Ji Xingyuan fears the most, Ji Xianchen would be the first.

As the youngest child of the Ji family in the imperial capital, he has been spoiled since childhood. The elders in the family dote on him very much and would not beat or scold him even if he got into trouble. Only Ji Xianchen, his cousin, was willing to beat him. He has lived for 17 years and has only been beaten by Ji Xianchen, and he only accepts Ji Xianchen's discipline.

The elders of the Ji family saw this and threw Ji Xingyuan to Ji Xianchen. The purpose was to let the elder brother discipline the younger brother and temper the younger brother's sharpness in order to prevent the younger brother from growing up to be a playboy who loves to play around.

Xu Wenqing remained motionless as she turned around, staring at Ji Xingyuan's back with her hands clenched into fists.

It’s Hua Xi again.

It's her again.

Could she disappear from her sight?

Xu Wenqing had never hated anyone so much, Hua Xi was the first.

Hua Xi has everything that Xu Wenqing cares about, including appearance and Ji Xingyuan's closeness to her. Not only that, she pretends to be indifferent, as if these are not important at all in her heart.

Why is she so calm? Does she know who Ji Xingyuan is? If she knew, would she still dare to treat him so perfunctorily?

Xu Wenqing was certain that Hua Xi did not know Ji Xingyuan's true identity. Ji Xingyuan was studying here with a hidden identity. Probably, except for the principal, everyone else in the school knew nothing about Ji Xingyuan's background.

Xu Wenqing became more and more angry when she saw Ji Xingyuan's cold reception. She wanted to stop Ji Xingyuan from going on. She pretended to be troubled and patted Ji Xingyuan's shoulder. Ji Xingyuan felt someone patting him, so he turned around and saw Xu Wenqing saying, "There are several pens on your desk. I don't know which one to take."

Only then did Ji Xingyuan realize that the person who had asked him to borrow a pen was Xu Wenqing.

He frowned slightly. She was from the imperial capital.

Ji Xingyuan remembered Ji Xianchen's advice. He didn't want to have anything to do with Xu Wenqing, but he had said before that he had lent it, and it would be unreasonable to say no now. He clicked his tongue lightly, said "Any one will do", and turned back to Hua Xi.