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The person who sent the message had a Q-version character avatar.

【Lian Yu: Manman, are you free next weekend? 】

Li Mantao replied immediately without wiping his freshly washed face.

Li Mantao: What's wrong, Brother Lian? I'm free.

[Lian Yu: I'm in need of an assistant. Come on over? Transportation and tickets included. 500 per day.]

It's not easy to find a part-time job that pays 500 yuan a day, and you can even talk to Lian Yu when you go there.

Li Mantao glanced at the locked cabinet, hesitated for a few minutes, and agreed.

[Lian Mao: Okay, see you then (pat on the head)]

The conversation ended quickly. Li Mantao flipped through the pages and found that the last time they chatted was a month ago. Lian Yu commissioned him to draw a portrait and gave him five hundred yuan.

This is the avatar that Lian Yu is using now.

After Lian Yu changed his profile picture, he tagged him on Weibo, which helped Li Mantao gain a lot of fans. After that, many people came to him to ask for articles.

"What's wrong Taotao? Your expression is so disgusting."

Kong Zhong spoke suddenly, and Li Mantao was startled.

His good roommate poked his head out of bed and looked at him sleepily, "What kind of weirdo are you chatting with?"

Li Mantao gave him a middle finger and said, "And my benefactor."

"Tsk, I'm your benefactor too. I just lent you my computer yesterday so you could defraud Big Brother of his money." Kong Zhong said, "How can you give your benefactor the finger? It's rude."

Li Mantao said, "When I cheat Big Brother out of all his money and end up in jail, you, my great benefactor, will be my accomplice."

Kong Zhong said shamelessly: "Hehe, then we can be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks in the police station and live together."

Li Mantao admitted defeat: "...Go to sleep!"

He exited the chat interface with Lian Yu, picked up a bag of bread and opened it for breakfast, then turned on Kong Zhong's computer.

Kong Zhong's computer had no password set, so Li Mantao opened the browser and entered the learning channel.

They were majoring in fine arts, and Li Mantao remembered that the teacher of one of their courses had assigned a short essay last week.

Clicking on the homework page of the Study Pass, Li Mantao twitched his lips.

"Brother Zhong, you have too many overdue assignments. I remember I reminded you of the deadline."

Kong Zhong's dazed voice came from above: "Is there? It doesn't matter. I just want to get a degree. As long as I don't fail the course, that's all."

Li Mantao shook his head helplessly and opened the world art history homework that was about to be due.

It took Li Mantao almost a whole morning to finish all of Kong Zhong's study assignments.

This does not include practical assignments, but Kong Zhong will find someone to help with those, so Li Mantao doesn't care.

After having dinner in the cafeteria in the evening, Li Mantao grabbed his mobile phone and walked around in circles on the playground to help digest the food.

I don't know why, but I always feel like someone is watching him.

Li Mantao followed the line of sight but couldn't find the source.

The playground of C University is very large. Someone brought some speakers over to sing, which attracted a lot of people to watch.

Li Mantao walked over, took a look, and walked away without interest.

He doesn't sing as well as I do.

The weather is not too hot today, and there are many people walking on the playground, in groups of three or four, either couples or close friends, which makes Li Mantao feel a little lonely.

He has never been in a relationship, but he has already been labeled as "the little 0 who breaks up and gets back together with the scumbag C 1".

Not to mention a girl's hand, I've never even held a boy's hand!

However, speaking of love, he almost fell in love prematurely when he was in junior high school, but unfortunately, he was interrupted before he even held the girl's hand.

Li Mantao lowered his head and kicked away a stone that was blocking his way. When he looked up again, he saw a person standing in front of him.

Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.

The man who came was much taller than him and was wearing a baseball cap. He lowered his head and looked at him, his eyebrows and eyes hidden in the shadows, giving a strong sense of oppression.

Like he's here to cause trouble.

It was strange. He often came to the playground for a walk, and he had never met Rong Yi before. How come he ran into her for two consecutive days now?

Li Mantao cursed his bad luck and tried to move to the side.

Rong Yi: "Did you receive the ticket?"

Li Mantao: “…”

He stopped and said, "You put it on the table, how could you not receive it?"

Thinking of the note that came with the ticket, Li Mantao suddenly felt angry. "But I don't need it."

He looked up and stared into Rong Yi's eyes, his tone unfriendly: "Do I know you well? Why are you giving me things for no reason? You throw things you don't need to me and treat me like a trash can?"

Rong Yi blinked slowly before saying, "I thought you liked it."

"What do you like?" Li Mantao couldn't control his words. "A popular cosplayer is loved by everyone? I just don't like you."

Rong Yi lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Li Mantao stared at him, momentarily dazed. For a moment, the man before him seemed as docile as he was seven years ago.

Seven years ago, when Rong Yi first came to Li Mantao's house, Li Mantao was actually a little afraid of him.

Rong Yi was only fifteen years old at that time, but he always had a stern look on his face and looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

Although it was Li Mantao who took him home, he didn't dare to talk to Rong Yi in the first few days.

But soon, Li Mantao discovered that this man only looked fierce, and would obey him in everything as long as he acted coquettishly.

That Sunday, Grandpa went out early to collect waste on his tricycle. Li Man had a lot of fun all day and had a pile of homework left. She was worrying about it when she suddenly saw Rong Yi reading a book.

Li Mantao suddenly had an idea and approached quietly.

After getting to know Rong Yi, he gradually became more unscrupulous.

He clung to Rong Yi's arm, blinking and begging him. "I have a lot of homework, brother. Can you help me with some? I don't need to check too much, just enough to get by."

Although Rong Yi was only fifteen years old, he was already very tall. Li Mantao was still not as tall as his shoulders when he stood on tiptoe, and he looked like a koala clinging to him.

Rong Yi didn't put down the book, but just said, "You should write it yourself, so that you can improve your grades."

"Please, brother, I'll make fried rice for you with two eggs, and I'll give you mine!" Li Man begged.

Rong Yi pursed her lips, looked at Li Mantao, and said, "My handwriting is different from yours, and the teacher will find out. I'll teach you, and you can keep the egg for yourself."

Li Man, possessed by laziness, begged in a whining voice, "I can't figure out English and math, so just help me write them, brother! I'm calling you brother!"

Rong Yi couldn't resist him and finally took the homework book.

Li Mantao happily surrounded Rong Yi and yelled, throwing words like "good man" and "savior" at Rong Yi's head. Rong Yi couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips slightly.

However, the happier we are when we ask for help from outside, the more miserable we will be when the truth is revealed.

The homework was handed in and got full marks, and Li Mantao was so happy that his parents were called.

Li Mantao didn't dare to tell this to his grandfather, so he tried to persuade Rong Yi to go to school and get rid of the matter.

When they got to school, Li Mantao and Rong Yi stood in a row in the office, listening to the teacher's harsh criticism, and then listening to Rong Yi whispering an apology to the teacher and communicating with the teacher about his study matters. It was just like having a real brother.

Looking back now, Li Mantao started to rely on Rong Yi after that incident.

But later, Rong Yi went back to his wealthy family's second generation without a word, and there was no news from him, so Li Mantao became lonely again.

Silence spread between the two. Li Mantao really wanted to ask Rong Yi why she left without saying goodbye, but he suspected that Rong Yi had already forgotten that time.

What good friends and good brothers? I'm afraid he is just self-righteous.

Otherwise, why didn't Rong Yi explain when they had so many opportunities after they reunited?

He even thought that Rong Yi was killed by his weird father, and he even built a proper cenotaph for Rong Yi... although it was immediately demolished after his grandfather found out.

But Li Mantao really thought that Rong Yi was dead, otherwise why didn't Rong Yi come to see him for so many years, or even call him.

The more sincere his feelings were before, the angrier he became when he met Rong Yi again.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like a clown. Li Mantao laughed and turned away.

After returning to the dormitory and sitting quietly for ten minutes, Li Mantao had already cursed Rong Yi in his heart, but after thinking it over again and again, he opened WeChat and found Kong Zhong.

Li Mantao: Brother Zhong, do you have Rongyi's WeChat? Tweet me.

After sending the message, Li Mantao muttered again, "It's fine if they didn't recognize me, but they didn't even send me a WeChat message."

He took the mirror on the table and looked at his face.

Li Mantao has been good-looking since he was young. Although the neighbors looked down on his grandfather for being a rag picker and laughed at him for being a little rag picker, they would still give him some food and toys during festivals.

When he was a child, his grandfather always said that he looked like a glutinous rice dumpling with a chubby face. Even now, there is still some soft flesh on his cheeks.

"The difference isn't that big. Could it be that he's face-blind?"

Or maybe he lost his memory in a car accident?

Realizing that he was making excuses for Rong Yi, Li Mantao secretly cursed himself for being useless.

He could recognize Rong Yi through the thick cosplay makeup at a glance, but Rong Yi could not recognize him when he was grown up in proportion. This was enough for Li Mantao to sentence Rong Yi to death.

In short, in short, Rong Yi, you deserve the death penalty!

No one knew what Kong Zhong was doing and he never replied to his WeChat message.

After exiting WeChat, Li Mantao wandered around several apps boredly, finding nothing interesting.

After reviewing the messages from the Yi Ru Fan Zhang anti-fan group as usual, Li Mantao suddenly thought of someone.

His atm slave!