Although Li Lechen has only said a few words since he came in, those few words, put together, mean—

Making jam from fresh fruit is a waste, but it's still acceptable in some ways; there are problems with recycled water, but there's no evidence yet, so it's best to drink natural water.

Making jam from bad or rotten fruit, adding minerals to purified water to pass it off as pure natural mineral water and selling it at a high price—these are all secret practices within the industry, and of course, they are also Master Liu's practices. But the question is, how did Li Lechen know about them?

If you know, you know, but judging from his tone, it seems like he still wants to investigate?

Liu Yu couldn't help but think more. From the beginning, he felt that Li Lechen was not simple. He pretended to be harmless, but in reality, he was very clever.

Liu Yu even felt that the reason he paid attention to Li Lechen was entirely due to some events he deliberately created.

Otherwise, with so many people, why would I notice him in particular?

Were they here because of Master Liu?

Is he the son of a business rival?

Or is it because he is about to participate in the National Magic Competition?

Will he become a dark horse and break through?

However, this year's National Magic Competition is fully sponsored by Master Liu, so if nothing unexpected happens, I will be the undisputed champion.

The more I think about it, the more complicated it becomes, and the more I connect the dots, the more terrifying it feels. I have a feeling that there is a big secret behind this.

Conspiracy theorists will see any coincidence as a conspiracy because their lives are a constant process of creating conspiracies.

Liu Yu couldn't sit still any longer. He shifted his body, and the bed frame made a slight creak.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

If the knocking hadn't happened at the same time, Liu Yu would have had to explain to Li Lechen whether he had been awake for a while or had been pretending to be asleep.

But things are better now.

"Smack!"

Liu Yu reached down from his bedside and turned on the dormitory light; the light switch was conveniently located right under his bed.

Li Lechen was startled, even more so than when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

So there's someone else in this room?

It's absolutely ghostly!

Who is it?

A lazy voice came from the upper bunk, sounding like someone who had just woken up, and with a hint of morning grumpiness.

"I forgot my keys, is anyone in the dorm?"

Luo Li's voice came from outside the door.

"..."

Luo Li's IQ is definitely high. He answered from his dorm room, and he still asked if anyone was in the dorm room. Could it be that the person who answered wasn't a person?

If it weren't for wanting to have more contact with Li Lechen, Liu Yu would never have lived on campus, because living with a group of people with intellectual disabilities every day would drive him crazy at any moment.

This is a case in point.

Helpless, Liu Yu pretended to get out of bed, then climbed off, and went to open the door with a disgruntled expression.

"Uh! When did you get back to the dorm?"

Liu Yu turned around seemingly unintentionally and saw Li Lechen, who had just stood up, and gasped dramatically.

"Yeah, I've been back for a while. I saw you were sleeping, so I didn't turn on the light."

Unlike Liu Yu's feigned surprise, Li Lechen, after her initial surprise, pretended to be nonchalant. However, neither of them truly believed the other's words.

However, because of Luo Li's knocking, neither of them felt there was any need to expose the other.

As soon as Luo Li entered the room, it became noisy. He was large and sweaty from exercising, so he grabbed his clothes and started running the toilet, preparing to take a shower.

"Looks like there's no sleep to be had," Liu Yu said, feigning helplessness.

"I hope it wasn't because of me," Li Lechen added, rubbing salt in the wound. Who told this guy to be so troublesome?

The two were once again fully aware of what had just happened to each other.

Why don't you go to study hall at night?

Liu Yu tried to get to the point and casually walked to Li Lechen's desk.

"I don't like environments with lots of people; it's impossible to concentrate on reading then. But you're so awesome; you just take a nap."

"I usually feel very sleepy after eating, so I sleep until eight or nine o'clock and then get up. I usually read late at night, it's a habit."

"oh."

"..."

Thinking that Li Lechen would continue talking about the trap she had deliberately set, she was surprised to find that he simply said "Oh" and happily ended the conversation.

Indeed, that's just Li Lechen's temperament; when he doesn't want to talk to someone, he has a thousand ways to end the conversation immediately. Besides, he's currently checking WeChat messages and doesn't have time to deal with the sneaky Liu Yu.

This is a new group, just created by class monitor Huang Yingying. In addition to all the students from Class 7, there are also students from other classes that Huang Yingying knows, and most of them hold official positions.

A person's social class is very important.

Huang Yingying, as the class monitor of Class 7, although her grades were not good enough to enter the top class, suddenly became the highest leader of Class 7, and she usually came into contact with "officials" from other classes.

Huang Yingying believed that the people in this group were either classmates with Gu Xiaoman for two years or were people of some importance. Even if each person paid 100 yuan, nearly 100 people would amount to 10,000 yuan, enough for Gu Xiaoman's hospital fees for one day.

If a wealthy person like Lin Tiantian could readily donate three to five thousand yuan, and the other class monitors could raise funds in their respective class groups, she might be able to raise enough money for Gu Xiaoman's surgery.

Just thinking about it makes me feel so great.

Of course, Gu Xiaoman is not in this group, since she is the recipient of the donation and it is not appropriate for her to appear in the group.

As soon as the group chat was created, Huang Yingying sent a long and emotional message about Gu Xiaoman's sudden high fever and fainting this afternoon. After being taken to the hospital, she was diagnosed with acute leukemia and said that her daily medical expenses would be more than 8,000 yuan. It was probably 300 to 500 words long.

"We hope everyone can lend a helping hand. Ten or twenty yuan is not too little, three or five hundred yuan is not too much. Let's help Gu Xiaoman as much as we can."

Finally, Huang Yingying posted this message alone.

Embarrassingly, however, no one responded for a full half minute after the message was sent.

This isn't a good idea...

After thinking for a moment, Li Lechen sent a red envelope in the group chat, with the message "Hope Gu Xiaoman recovers soon" written on the envelope, and 100 yuan inside.

The hope is that this will set a good example and create a positive trend of everyone giving out red envelopes.

"brush--"

Red envelopes have been sent out.

[You received your red envelope for "boiling plain water"]

A notification popped up immediately afterward, followed by a red envelope notification.

When Huang Yingying created the group, she had already changed her nickname in the group to "Huang Yingying from Class 7". The two messages she sent before both showed her name, so "boiled water" is not Huang Yingying.

Holy crap! That's some fast hands!

"How come such a big red envelope with a hundred yuan? It's terrifying!" "Boiled Water" immediately sent a message after grabbing the red envelope.

“This is a donation for Gu Xiaoman!” Huang Yingying responded immediately.

Huang Yingying herself had invited this person, so of course she knew that "Boiled Water" was the class's arts and sports representative. Since it wasn't her own class, she couldn't say anything more. Besides, it's true that some people instinctively grab a red envelope when they see it.

really.

"I'm really sorry, I'm just used to grabbing red envelopes."