Fake Boyfriend Overturned [Campus]

"Let's sign it." Xu Tonglan said.

"Will you be able to pay off the debt if you promise?" Lin Shi'an's eyelashes flickered, blinking quickly, and asked with a guilty conscience.

"Yes," Xu Tonglan originally wanted to say that the money was nothing to him, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the words back.

"Can I make up one more request?" Lin Shi'an asked cautiously.

"Say."

Lin Shi'an took the pen, twirled a flower in his hand, and scribbled, "During the execution of the contract, Party A cannot have any special feelings for Party B."

After he finished writing, Xu Tonglan frowned, "What do you mean?"

"When I played the boyfriend role for others, some customers fell in love with me," Lin Shi'an explained: "Then some of their admirers came to seek revenge on me. It's a mural. Although you are a man, the contract between us is too long, and I'm worried that you'll take a fancy to me, so we have to make it clear in advance."

Xu Tonglan laughed angrily, and blurted out without much hesitation, "Don't worry, if I like you, I'll stand on my head on the spot, forget to bring my pen for the exam, and never be the first in the grade."

"It kind of rhymes." Lin Shi'an signed his name on Party B neatly, and took the contract back with a smile of debt-free, "Let's discuss, I have something to do at the end of the month, and I'm on winter vacation Meet Auntie again, okay?"

Jinshan Middle School has two hours of vacation every week, and one day of monthly vacation every month. Xu Tonglan thought about it, and the time in one day is really not enough. In addition, Ms. Li Dan is busy with work, so she may not be free. With a flick of the pen, Lin Shi'an's request was granted.

The contract takes effect.

He bent his fingers and tapped on the table: "Boyfriend, pour me a glass of water."

Lin Shi'an was in a stalemate with him for a second, took his cup, took a glass of water from the water dispenser in front of the classroom, and put it in front of him, "Are you asking me to be your boyfriend or a nanny?"

Xu Tonglan stared at the swaying water, took a sip leisurely, put his wrist in front of Lin Shian, and gave him a look: "Please bring me the bracelet that you agreed to give me. superior."

"We are so familiar, we don't need to give you a meeting gift... right."

Having said that, Lin Shi'an still stopped under Xu Tonglan's gaze, and put on a hand strap.

He made up this to sell money during the summer vacation, and by the way, made one for his new deskmate and one for his new roommate, thinking that after he was divided into classes, he would have to establish a good relationship with his new classmates so that he could do business in the future.

Red and black are almost unmistakable color schemes, with a bit of youthful atmosphere, but not too high-profile. It matches the red and white school uniform of Jinshan Middle School just right. Even if the other party doesn't like it, they will remember this intention.

But this color unexpectedly suits Xu Tonglan.

It's a pity that the relationship between him and his new tablemate has collapsed from the source, and a single bracelet can't turn the tide.

"Thank you boyfriend." Xu Tonglan withdrew his hand and picked up the paper that was interrupted by this little episode again.

"Lin Shi'an, what are you talking about?" A girl with a single ponytail happened to come here, and heard the movement here, "Boyfriend?" She repeated.

Lin Shi'an glanced at Xu Tonglan indiscriminately. The corner of Xu Tonglan's mouth curled up, not knowing which question was amused by him.

"Jiajia, you got it wrong." Lin Shi'an turned his head back, put on a formatted smile, and then took out a pack of various bracelets from his schoolbag, and a printed QR code, "You Pay together, or should I deliver them one by one?"

Since Jinshan Middle School only has one day off in January, many students have to contact their families, and some top students of all kinds write applications requesting that they can use their mobile phones to listen to English and check difficult problems at school on weekdays. In addition, the teachers firmly believe that most of the outstanding students are self-conscious. Therefore, students are allowed to bring mobile phones by default. However, the teaching director probably never thought that some people bring mobile phones for the convenience of collecting money.

"Give it all to me," Zhao Jiajia said while scanning the QR code to pay, and commented by the way, "Your hands are so long, the weaving is more beautiful than our girls' weaving."

"The hands of the working people are always powerful."

Zhao Jiajia burst out laughing, amused.

After Lin Shi'an confirmed the money in the account, he handed over the whole bag of bracelets.

Zhao Jiajia asked him to make it up, most of which were requested by Zhao Jiajia's friends, and some of them were orders taken by himself, and many of them were not in Class [-], so he delivered them one by one, and when he came back, he saw Xiang Tian coming over. .

"Come and help me drive the nails." Xiang Tian called out when he saw him.

There are too many materials in the papers on weekdays, no matter the hook with a load of [-] kg, [-] kg or [-] kg, it will not last for two months, and the file bag full of papers will tear the hook.

In the first year of high school, Lin Shi'an was so distressed by the money he spent on buying hooks that he couldn't bear it, and finally came up with the idea of ​​nailing nails on the side of the table as hooks.

After all, no matter how heavy the piles of papers are, they cannot tear off the nails wedged in the table.

As soon as this method was thought out, many classmates who didn't stick to the sun came to Lin Shi'an for help in turn.

So this time it was changed to a new classroom, and this was what Xiang Tiantou was worried about all the time.

"Come here." Of course, Lin Shi'an would not let go of such an opportunity to make money. The nails and small hammer were prepared before school started.

After Xiang Tian scanned the QR code neatly, many people who used to be in the same class as him also came over to ask him for help.After the acquaintance's business was finished, the advertising effect also rose, and even the new classmates who had just met in class 15 came to him to help nail the nails.

After collecting the money, he memorized the people one by one, and was shuttling among the crowded wooden desks. When one by one, a hand with a brand watch suddenly intercepted the QR code, "I paid the money." , do you nail it?"

"Nail," Lin Shi'an knew who it was from the voice, and said politely, "Wait a minute."

"Lin Shi'an," the man who stopped him suddenly sneered, with a bit of merciless meanness, "Are you a dog? No matter how much you kicked and beat you before, if I throw a bone, you will come here wagging your tail .”

As soon as these words came out, the classroom suddenly became quiet.If there is no gossip, prying eyes are handed over in the middle of the classroom.

The owner of the harsh words was also Lin Shi'an's former classmate, named Gong Taishan.

The one who gives the money is always the uncle, he is well versed in this principle, if something like bending the waist for five buckets of rice falls to him, it is basically a big profit.

"I'm not a dog, and you don't give me bones. The old class teaches Chinese. I suggest you don't let him hear your shabby metaphors." His voice was neither humble nor overbearing, with no ups and downs. With a bit of ridicule.

Just as the nails in his hand had been nailed, he turned around and faced Gong Taishan, "For the sake of my old classmate, I'll put you in a team," he tapped on the corner of the table: "Where are the nails?"

"Don't touch my table with your rubbish-digging hands." Gong Taishan suddenly raised his voice, obviously deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.

Lin Shi'an sighed, "I said, can you stop being obsessive/sexual all day long? I don't dig out trash."

As soon as the words were finished, a few students who were watching without knowing it laughed.As Gong Taishan glanced across, many people immediately fell silent, lowered their heads and pretended to be immersed in writing questions, but their ears were erect.

Lin Shi'an was indifferent to the airflow around him. He took out disposable gloves from the tool bag and put them on, spreading his hands and asking, "Is it okay? If you don't tell me the position, I'll nail it casually."

Gong Taishan was so boring, he couldn't help complaining: "Why are you so thick-skinned?"

"That's why I have good skin. If you are jealous of my handsomeness, just say it, don't beat around the bush." ​​Lin Shi'an glanced at him and chuckled.

"Lin Shi'an!" Gong Taishan stood up "scrambling", as if he was about to make a move.

Lin Shi'an just took out a nail and pointed it at the corner of the table, and was worrying that he would not have time to fight with someone, when a hand suddenly grabbed him through a glove, he looked up, but he heard a voice first, "I'll pay you!" Your three times the money, you are not allowed to nail it to him, nail it to me first."

"Hiss—" A girl onlookers gasped and let out a whispered laugh.

"Really," Lin Shi'an ignored the surrounding voices, and looked at Xu Tonglan who was fighting for him with sincerity, handed over the QR code by the way, and watched Xu Tonglan scan the code to pay without blinking his eyes. The shoulders shrugged violently.

"What are you laughing at?" Xu Tonglan asked.

"Laughing that you look like a domineering president." Lin Shi'an collected the money and immediately packed up his things and walked back without looking at Gong Taishan.

"Hey you—" Seeing the person leave, Gong Taishan shouted at his back angrily, "I can buy you off with a small amount of money, so can I still make someone... a target?"

Lin Shi'an was very suspicious of that second pause, Gong Taishan originally wanted to say some dirty words to humiliate him, but it's a pity that the son and brother are too burdened with idols, and they have no intention of cursing mothers, but they don't have the proficiency in cursing mothers.

But this turning point was so wonderful that Lin Shi'an suspected that Gong Taishan had taken the prophet card.

"Yes," he turned his head and smiled at Gong Taishan, his eyes bent into two bright crescent moons, "the price is high enough and I can give it to you."

He is a professional scolding mother, and he even scolds himself when he becomes ruthless.

Gong Taishan, who was bathed in the halo of civilized language, was guessed by him and he was embarrassed to say it, so he choked and didn't catch his breath, his face flushed suddenly, and his fingers trembled.

Lin Shi'an's lips were pinched before the corners of Lin Shi'an's lips curled up in time.He shook his hands in pain, and looked at the perpetrator inexplicably.

"What are you talking about!" Accompanying Gong Taishan with a stern face was Xu Tonglan.

Lin Shi'an was suddenly amused, he leaned close to Xu Tonglan's ear, and whispered in a low voice: "I find that you rich second generations are very interesting. When you bully others, you are more coquettish than the other, and it is more difficult to say a few nasty words. Everyone is easily shy."

The warm breath brushed over Xu Tonglan's ears like a feather. He turned his head and subconsciously stretched out his hands to cool his ears, "Why are you talking so much, nail your nails hard."

Lin Shi'an tried his best to hold back his laughter, and started to work diligently.

"Damn it." Xiang Tian sat down in front of Lin Shi'an just after eating the melon, "Is Gongtaishan an idiot? Why is he messing with you again?"

"Maybe it depends on my good looks," Lin Shi'an said casually.

"You can only be mine," Xiang Tian propped his chin, and casually joked with him, "But you have become famous in our class. Just now, a girl asked me what your name is. Everyone in my class knows you now. is you."

Lin Shi'an packed up his stuff, "Then the business will be easier."

"Hey," Xiang Tian smiled presumptuously, and teased, "Are you serious? Just what you said to Gong Taishan." He made a gesture to take out his wallet, "Actually, I covet you——"

At the side, Xu Tonglan shook his hand, and with a hiss, the tip of the pen scratched the paper, interrupting Xiang Tian's words.

"Go away," Lin Shi'an didn't notice the reason for Xiang Tian's momentary pause, and pushed him away with a smile, "Brother is a showman, not a person."

The sound at that moment seemed to be just an illusion. He looked to the sky at the first grader who had sunk into the sea of ​​questions again, shook his head and returned to his seat.

"What kind of trouble have you made?" Xu Tonglan paused and asked.

I also want to know that to make things difficult for Lin Shi'an in front of the whole class, there must be a lot of hatred and resentment.

"I used to be in the same class," Lin Shi'an didn't hide it, "he was jealous that I was prettier than him, and then wanted to hit me, but I ended up hitting me."

Xu Tonglan: "..."

He seriously doubted that there was a story in the sentence "he is jealous that I look better than him".

Lin Shi'an continued: "Then he went back crying and complained to his father, the school manager, and crossed me off the list of recipients of social bursaries."

Jinshan Middle School's bursary is divided into two parts: the distribution of the Education Bureau and social donations. Most of the latter is paid by the school director.

He stretched out two fingers, with a toothache on his face: "2000 yuan."

What a big beam.