When Pei Xi was dragged back to the auditorium by Pei Zhi, the show was already coming to an end.
Shen Miaoyi stepped off the stage, changed into her school uniform, and sat down next to Shi Chen.
Seeing Pei Xi return, her eyes lit up, and she grabbed her arm, eagerly saying, "Pei Xi, I heard..."
The next second, seeing Pei Zhi slowly following behind her, Shen Miaoyi suddenly shut her mouth.
He looked as if he was afraid of letting something slip.
"I heard there's been another fight, right?" Pei Xi replied with a smile.
Shen Miaoyi nodded and glanced at Pei Zhi.
Seeing that he looked fine and sat down next to Pei Xi with a normal expression, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Pei Xi said sarcastically, "It's nothing serious, it's just that someone has to go home and write a self-criticism."
Upon hearing this, Pei Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned back casually in his chair, and looked completely unconcerned.
Pei Xi seemed to suddenly remember something, picked up the bag on the ground, and asked Chen Miaoyi, "By the way, are you hungry? I have lots of delicious food here."
She rummaged around for a bit, then pulled out a bag of her favorite cheese-filled cookies and handed it to Shen Miaoyi. "Here you go."
Shen Miaoyi took the money and casually asked, "You bought these? Why did you buy so many?"
Pei Xi shook his head, "I didn't buy it."
Shen Miaoyi nodded, glanced at Pei Zhi beside her, and naturally exclaimed, "Brother Pei Zhi is so kind, he bought you such a big bag of delicious food."
Pei Xi: "".
Pei Zhi, standing to the side: "..."
Shen Miaoyi paused, noticing an awkward silence that momentarily filled the air, and subconsciously pursed her lips.
...I think I said something wrong.
She shrank back like a little quail that had done something wrong.
Pei Zhi suddenly looked over and snorted, "I didn't buy it, so I suggest you don't eat it. After all, things given by strangers are generally not safe, so it's best to be careful."
Pei Xi glanced at him speechlessly.
Then, ignoring his words, she pulled out a bag of seaweed-flavored taro strips, tore open the packaging, and popped one into her mouth.
She nudged Shen Miaoyi's arm. "It's okay, don't worry about him, just eat."
Shen Miaoyi said "Oh," then took out a cookie and ate it in small bites.
They also gave one to Shi Chen.
Watching the three people next to him chewing away, Pei Zhishen took a deep breath, picked up a bag of potato chips he had snatched from Qin Yufan, and tore open the packaging with a loud rip, as if venting his anger.
I had just picked up a potato chip and put it in my mouth when my palm suddenly felt empty.
"Here, have a taste. I want some potato chips."
As Pei Xi spoke, he snatched the potato chips from him and then stuffed the bag of taro sticks into his hand.
Pei Zhi paused in his chewing motion.
He frowned. "I'm not eating..."
He was halfway through his sentence when a sudden thought struck him, and he abruptly stopped talking.
Then he grabbed a handful of taro strips and stuffed them into his mouth.
Because he suddenly realized a problem.
If he eats one less bite, Pei Xi has to eat one more bite!
Then Jiang Cheng's treacherous scheme succeeded to a certain extent!
This is absolutely unacceptable!
Thinking this, Pei Zhi suddenly got excited and kept stuffing handfuls of food into his mouth!
Then chew, chew, chew, chew, chew.
He made up his mind; he was going to eat all of these things!
Pei Xi, standing to the side, was unaware of Pei Zhi's thoughts. She glanced at him suspiciously, wondering what had gotten into him.
I simply stopped paying attention to him.
Suddenly remembering the pitiful figure of Jiang Cheng sitting alone in the infirmary when he left, Pei Xi felt a pang of pity and took out her phone to send him a message.
"Are you still in the infirmary?" she asked.
Jiang Cheng quickly replied, "I'm leaving."
Where did you go?
"Zhu Yuan's Internet Cafe."
Pei Xi was taken aback and asked him, "Do you want to play games?"
Jiang Cheng replied, "Mm."
Pei Xi stared at his phone screen and suddenly remembered his previous dream.
Jiang Cheng made his fortune through games.
His game software became a hit across the country, with an astonishing number of downloads. In just a few years, he became the leader in the entire game industry, becoming someone that other peers could only look up to.
Everything has a traceable pattern.
Unfortunately, there was too little information in the dream, and she didn't know what type of game he was developing.
I can't help him.
Otherwise, I might be able to help him speed up the process.
Pei Xi thought for a moment, then tapped the screen and typed, "Do you really like games?"
The moment the message was sent, Jiang Cheng arrived at the entrance of Dayu Internet Cafe.
His palm vibrated. He looked down at the message Pei Xi had sent, hesitated for two seconds, and then replied.
"I like it because it can help me make money."
He didn't shy away from this feeling, and after thinking about it, he honestly told her.
After replying, he put his phone in his pocket and stepped onto the steps at the entrance of the internet cafe.
As the weather got colder, Zhu Yuan kept the front door tightly closed and stopped squatting at the door eating instant noodles.
Jiang Cheng pushed open the door and went inside. The room was warm, but still had a pungent smell of instant noodles and secondhand smoke.
Zhu Yuan was sitting at the front desk, unusually not eating instant noodles, his head buried in his phone, chatting with someone.
Jiang Cheng tapped the table lightly with his backhand.
Zhu Yuan lazily raised his head. "Lobby or a private room..."
Halfway through her sentence, she saw Jiang Cheng's face, and her two small eyes widened instantly.
"Holy crap, Brother Cheng, who hit you? Who hit you?" Zhu Yuan was so shocked he could barely speak.
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