Chapter 10: Join me.
Although the number one sister did not attend the carnival last night, Ning Zhiran was not disappointed at all.
Just from spending half the night with G relentlessly cursing the Palace Dog, he felt his spirits had been completely revitalized, his heart thoroughly healed. The next morning, when he looked in the mirror, even his complexion had become much rosier, as if he were fully energized enough to fight a tiger.
Swearing is really an important health-preserving thing that can regulate the qi and blood of the internal organs and relieve the emotional system.
Especially when you have a stable, high-return, high-quality audience that does not refute you and encourages you to continue producing.
It is even more nourishing than drinking red dates and wolfberries.
Ning Zhiran hummed a little tune as he drove to school. It wasn't raining today, and the sun was shining brightly. When he drove to the familiar side road, he glanced from a distance and saw that the parking space was empty.
Ouch.
Didn't the Dead Palace Dog come to grab the parking space today? Did he have a change of heart?
Ning Zhiran was in a good mood and backed the small Toyota into the parking space swiftly.
When he entered the classroom, there were still five minutes before class started.
Ning Zhiran chose a seat by the window and sat down. He took out his phone to check Instagram and clicked into Ye Sheng's chat history. He glanced at G's timely replies.
Tsk, this girl becomes more and more attractive the more I look at her.
As class was about to start, Gong Huai arrived.
Ning Zhiran took a subconscious glance and was surprised that Gong Gou... was not wearing the same "funeral black" today!
Gong Huai was unusual today, wearing a loose white sweater, a pair of Chrome Hearts jeans, and a pair of LV trainers with yellow trims. His outfit looked expensive.
Ning Zhiran gritted her teeth. How fucking extravagant! A pair of jeans that cost at least tens of thousands of dollars, and he was wearing them like that. Gong Gou's annoying index really reached a new high.
As soon as he turned his head back, Gong Huai sat down directly behind him.
Sitting right behind him.
The scent of expensive perfume lingered on him. Ning Zhiran suppressed the uncomfortable feeling of jealousy and inferiority in his heart and strained his neck to look forward.
But the gaze behind him was wandering along the back of his neck, so sticky and heavy that it made Ning Zhiran's hair stand on end.
Ning Zhiran dared not move, feeling only a famished wolfhound behind him, assessing its prey, checking for tender meat, tendons, and the most pleasing bite.
Fortunately, the professor's voice calling the roll had already resounded throughout the classroom, allowing Ning Zhiran to briefly escape from that sight.
After taking the roll, the professor spoke about the course content for half an hour as usual. This was a required economics course, so Ning Zhiran didn't dare to be distracted and took several pages of notes.
Ning Zhiran was still taking notes when the professor suddenly changed the subject and said that in the next class, everyone would give a group presentation, and each group would have a different topic.
However, this time the professor didn't arrange the teams for everyone, but instead everyone formed their own teams on the spot. The professor gave everyone five minutes to find someone to team up with, in pairs.
Some people in the class have started to gather in groups of three or four.
Ning Zhiran was not worried about the small speech.
However, Adam didn't sign up for a class with him, and there weren't many friends he knew well in the class.
He is now the only child.
I am a loner, eager to join a group.
Ning Zhiran was thinking about whether to find a group with white people or a group with Asians, when suddenly a voice sounded behind him.
It was faint, low, and came along my back.
"Finn, no one wants to be in a group with you."
Ning Zhiran paused, as if someone had stabbed him in the back, and turned around suddenly.
Gong Huai was leaning back in his chair, his eyes neutral and a serious look on his face.
This palace dog, is he going to invite him to form a group?
Ning Zhiran politely rejected Gong Huai: "Classmate, I'd like to wait a little longer. Maybe some of my classmates are also short of people."
Gong Huai was displeased: "Call me Gong Huai."
Hiss, Ning Zhiran just then remembered that in the previous art elective class, he did nod and promise the other party that he would call Gong Huai by his name when they met in the future.
...It's so annoying. How come you have such a good memory?
Ning Zhiran was speechless, but she still said, "Okay, Gong Huai, I'll take a look at the situation later."
Gong Huai: "You are rejecting me in a subtle way."
Ning Zhiran: “…”
He thought to himself, you already know the answer and you're asking anyway, why are you still asking? Why is this person so difficult to deal with?
Before he could reply, Gong Huai spoke again.
"Finn, you're sitting right in front of me, so close to me. Who are you waiting for if you're not in the same group with me?"
"We have to form a group anyway, so isn't it the same as being in the same group with me?"
Ning Zhiran rolled his eyes inwardly.
Who wants to be in the same group with a big idiot like you?
Ning Zhiran smiled and said, "Let's wait and see first."
Gong Huai's eyes were slightly impatient. Was this also one of the ways that Rabbit Teeth attracted him? His acting skills were truly superb.
However, he didn't want to waste time dealing with Bunny Ya's acting. Gong Huai raised his chin and said, "You don't have to do anything. I'll make the PPT and give the content. Next week in class, when I give my speech, just turn the pages of the PPT for me."
Ning Zhiran said "Hmm?" in her heart, and her eyes immediately swept over Gong Huai's face, feeling that something was fishy.
What if this big idiot messes up and isn't prepared, and brings down the average score he worked so hard to build?
Ning Zhiran was being polite on the surface, but his words were actually a rejection: "It's not appropriate to leave so much work to you alone. Same... Gong Huai."
Gong Huai grasped the key point: "So you promised me."
Ning Zhiran: “…”
Young Master Gou was very satisfied. He folded his arms over his chest and leaned back: "Very good, then it's settled."
"As for the direction of the PPT, I will send you a version once I have finalized it. If you have any specific content you would like to add, you can also raise it. Since you and I are a team, I will be responsible and respect your opinions."
This sounds surprisingly reliable.
Ning Zhiran was stunned for a moment. He had originally thought Gong Huai was only capable of aggressive behavior, but he hadn't expected him to be able to say something so respectable. Maybe he could actually get something for free.
Five minutes passed quickly, and the classroom fell silent again. The teacher followed the procedure and counted the names of each group. While typing on the list, he began to assign speech topics to each group.
The topics they were assigned were -
Irrational spending.
Gong Huai's face darkened for a moment when he heard this topic.
He's been spending irrationally lately...
Very, very touching.
Ning Zhiran supported his chin with one hand and tapped the table with the tip of his pen. Although his family was well off before and could afford to let him study abroad, in W City, it was just enough to make ends meet.
After all, he himself had not done many truly "extravagant" things, let alone irrational spending.
Palace Dog should understand this.
He deserves to be written. Hehe.
After class, as soon as the professor left, Ning Zhiran immediately picked up her notebook and tried to run away.
As soon as I slipped to the door, the low voice behind me caught up with me.
"Finn."
Ning Zhiran paused, his heart skipping a beat. He slowly turned around, putting on a fake smile, "What's wrong?"
Gong Huai stood before him, towering over him, looking down at Ning Zhiran. He put one hand to his mouth, cleared his throat deliberately, and said awkwardly, "There's something you forgot."
Ning Zhiran was puzzled: "What's the matter?"
Seeing that Xiaotu Ya was not getting the hang of it, Gong Huai felt helpless and had to lower himself and give the other party a chance first:
“No, WeChat.”
Ning Zhiran looked confused, as if asking, "Are you okay?"
This expression made Gong Huai very unhappy. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a very natural tone: "Once the direction of the PPT is decided, I will send it to you first."
Gong Huai stared at Ning Zhiran's reaction and added, "Do you want me to send you the PPT via email?"
Ning Zhiran finally reacted, said "oh", and was about to ask "do you want to sweep me or should I sweep you".
As a result, Gong Huai was faster than him. He raised his hand quickly and the phone was already in front of him. On the screen was his WeChat QR code interface.
...as if he had been waiting for this for a long time.
Looking at the QR code that was almost right in front of her, Ning Zhiran couldn't refuse. She could only pull out her phone, open WeChat, scan it, and click on the application: "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first?"
Gong Huai: “Yeah.”
Ning Zhiran immediately ran away and left the classroom quickly.
Almost at the moment when Ning Zhiran's figure disappeared at the door, Gong Huai immediately lowered his head, unlocked his mobile phone screen again, and quickly clicked on WeChat with his fingertips.
After Gong Huai accepted "Finn's" friend request, he opened the "Friend Permissions" column and decisively checked "Prevent the other party from viewing Moments."
After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and checked his circle of friends.
Although Gong Huai admits that he has never flaunted his wealth in his circle of friends, there are many photos of him as a brand VIC and taking photos with celebrities at events, and driving a supercar on the track...
In his eyes, these things are just ordinary records of life, but in the eyes of the extremely sharp Ning Zhiran, they may immediately become new "evidence of showing off", and he may be scolded to death.
My stomach hurts just thinking about it.
Gong Huai didn't want to be scolded anymore.
Gong Huai cares a lot about his image.
So he decided to hide those "pretentious" friend circles one by one, make all the necessary preparations, and then make them visible to Ning Zhiran.
While hiding, he thought seriously about how to write the PPT on "irrational spending" so that it would meet the requirements without revealing too much.
Personal feelings.
…
As soon as Ning Zhiran left, she opened Gong Huai’s WeChat.
Haha, even her profile picture is that viral Instagram photo. Using a selfie as her profile picture, what a narcissist.
His WeChat name is not Gong, but a single word.
【palace】
Pack.
Ning Zhiran opened Gong Huai's circle of friends.
He was quite curious about how pretentious this pretentious guy's circle of friends could be.
Ning Zhiran was already prepared to take screenshots and join in the mockery with Adam.
The next second after he clicked on it, he was completely dumbfounded.
A gray horizontal line lay there quietly.
Ning Zhiran looked at the thread, her eyelids twitched twice, and her face turned green.
???
What does this mean? I was blocked?
You added me on WeChat but won't let me see my Moments? Are you looking down on me?
Ning Zhiran couldn't hold back her anger and almost exploded on the spot.
Young Master Dog.
You don't want me to see it, right?
It is impolite to come without giving anything in return.
Ning Zhiran clicked on the settings with his thumb. With a cold face, he set Gong Huai to be “invisible to the Moments”.
You don't want me to see it? Fine, I won't let you see it either. Who's afraid of who?
After blocking Gong Huai on WeChat Moments, Ning Zhiran felt relieved. Holding her books and car keys, she jumped up and down, ready to drive home.
But as soon as he walked out of the side door of the school, Ning Zhiran stopped.
A modified orange G-Class was parked at the side entrance of the school. Crucially, the trunk of the G-Class was still open.
In the open back of the car, there was a very exaggerated lottery box. There was a woman sitting in the car, and a man was looking around furtively in the back. Ning Zhiran looked closely and saw that the man seemed to be Gong Huai's friend Chen Yan.
Next to the car, there is a dimmable LED fluorescent board.
There was a line of handwritten words in the center:
"Free shipping raffle! Prizes include Lululemon sportswear, Appstore gift cards, and school parking Upass!"
Ning Zhiran's eyes lit up.
What?
Free Upass? Is there such a good thing?!
Ning Zhiran's eyes lit up like searchlights, and his legs were uncontrollable as he took a step forward, ready to rush over. Just then, Chen Yan looked up and saw him, waving at him:
"Hey, top student, want to draw a prize?"
Ning Zhiran walked towards the orange G-Class.
"What kind of lottery is this?" Ning Zhiran stood in front, carefully examining the lottery box, and asked with a hint of reserve, "How do I draw?"
Chen Yan smiled and said, "It's simple. You draw a piece of paper from the box, and we'll give you whatever's written on it. The best prize is an Upass, but you might also get a thank you for participating. Anyway, it's free, just draw and it's done."
Ning Zhiran was suspicious: "Which club's activity is this?"
At this moment, the door of the G-Class opened and a tall and beautiful woman got out from the passenger seat.
Naomi was dressed very sexy. When she saw Ning Zhiran, she looked at him meaningfully, exclaimed, and whispered to Chen Yan, "He is so handsome!" Then she explained to Ning Zhiran:
"Hi, handsome guy, my name is Naomi, and I'm a marketing student at X University. This is a project assigned to our course. We have to simulate brand promotion activities and design a guerilla marketing case."
He spoke very eloquently and logically.
Ning Zhiran listened and nodded. Oh, no wonder money can be scattered from the sky.
Reassured, he reached out and started drawing. He reached into the lottery box and rummaged through the pile of papers with his fingertips.
He doesn't want Lululemon or AppStore gift cards at all.
Ning Zhiran had only one thought in his mind:
Upass! Upass! Upass!
After selecting a piece of paper that felt good, Ning Zhiran pulled his hand back and unfolded the paper——
[One parking lot Upass]
YES!
Chen Yan came over to take a look and chuckled, "Not bad, Xueba, you're incredibly lucky. There's only one Upass in this lottery box, and you won it on your first try."
Naomi rummaged through her bag and handed over the Upass: "Here, handsome, take it."
Ning Zhiran took the card, stared at it carefully, and for a moment suspected that he was hallucinating.
You don’t have to compete with Gong Gou for parking spaces anymore!
He said, it turned out that he was right to save money and not buy Upass. It was unbelievable. God knew he was poor and couldn't bear to see it.
Ning Zhiran thanked Naomi and Shen Yan and left happily.
Once his figure was completely out of sight, Chen Yan quickly put the small LED blackboard into the trunk. Mission accomplished, it was time to inform someone. He was about to call that person when he glanced up...
Gong Huai was leaning against a maple tree, his hands in his pockets, looking down at him.
Chen Yan's hands trembled with fear: "Wow! How long have you been standing there? It's like there's a ghost behind you. Brother, you're so scary."
In fact, Gong Huai saw Ning Zhiran's happy expression just now, but he pretended not to see it and asked Chen Yan:
"Is he happy?"
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