10 Being approached
◎Happy as a god◎
Wu Qiuhong was the first friend she had ever made in this world. She didn't want them to end up like that, so she was silent for two seconds before smiling and saying, "I bought two servings. If you don't eat them, they'll just be wasted."
Hearing her words, Wu Qiuhong choked, looked at the two large bowls of cross-bridge rice noodles, and pursed her lips.
At this moment, Song Shixi asked again: "Qiuhong, we are friends, right?"
"Of course!"
Wu Qiuhong answered the question almost without thinking, but after the words came out of her mouth, her face gradually turned red with embarrassment.
But Song Shixi made no effort to hide his happiness and laughed, "That's fine, I told you not to be polite to me. I'm willing to spend money to buy you food, just like you are willing to come and help me."
"You're my only friend. If you don't help me, I don't know how I'll be able to handle this alone."
At this point, Song Shixi stuffed a pair of chopsticks into Wu Qiuhong's hand, his tone rising slightly, playful and smart, "If you're really embarrassed, then consider it my bet. I'm betting that you will become a world-famous accountant in the future and open your own firm. When that happens, I'll follow you and enjoy the best of life."
Wu Qiuhong looked at Song Shixi, her eyes gradually moistening, and she suddenly lowered her head and said softly, "Okay."
The sound was barely audible, but a seed was firmly planted deep in my heart.
The two of them squatted together, shoulder to shoulder, eating the steaming hot cross-bridge rice noodles.
At that time, there was no technology or hard work. The soup base of Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles was made by simmering chicken bones and pork bones for a long time. The soup was milky white with a layer of boiling oil floating on the surface. It tasted delicious, and the rice noodles were smooth and chewy. With a mouthful of noodles and a sip of soup, you would feel as happy as a god.
Not long after they finished eating, the school had lunch break and the number of people in the back street increased rapidly. Song Shixi became very alert, holding two pieces of clothing in each hand and walking back and forth in front of the stall as a human billboard. After a while, he attracted several girls to patronize.
"This dress is so beautiful, boss, how much is it?"
"I bought this for over fifty, and I've only worn it a few times. I'm selling it to you for twenty."
Upon hearing this, Chen Huili immediately withdrew her hand, "Ah? You wore it? Then I don't want it."
After saying that, she pulled her friend and was about to leave, but her eyes were still fixed on the skirt, and it was obvious that she liked it very much.
Song Shixi first looked at Chen Huili calmly. Seeing that she was dressed fashionably, wearing small leather shoes and an exquisite ladies' watch, he quickly stepped forward, took the mirror in his hand, took the skirt off the rack, and tried to persuade her to stay.
"Although I wore it, don't worry, I'm in good health and don't have any infectious diseases. The skirt has been washed and ironed, so it's guaranteed to be spotless."
Chen Huili hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly stopped, walked back, took the skirt from Song Shixi's hand, and looked at herself in the mirror.
Song Shixi continued to praise him, "Comrade, you have fair skin and short hair, so this skirt will definitely suit you better than me."
Hearing this, Chen Huili subconsciously glanced at Song Shixi's face. After seeing clearly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She was only focused on looking at the skirt just now, and she didn't expect that the most beautiful person in this stall was the stall owner.
Chen Huili knew from a young age that she was quite pretty, but compared to this man, she was no match for him.
Hearing her say this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and annoyed. He raised his voice and snorted coldly, "You dare to say any nonsense just to sell clothes. I'm not someone who can be fooled."
After saying that, she stuffed the skirt back into Song Shixi's hands and turned around to leave.
How could Song Shixi let Chen Huili, such a big customer, go, so he quickly stopped her.
"Hey, comrade, I'm not kidding. Just because you're good-looking doesn't mean you'll look good in anything. A person and clothes need to be a good match to bring out the other's beauty. Look, this light blue dress I'm wearing today looks good on me, doesn't it?"
Everyone unconsciously looked in the direction she spoke, then nodded.
"But if I were to wear this skirt today, wouldn't it look less good? It would also make my neck look shorter and my figure look 50-50. The difference is obvious when you compare the two, right?"
Everyone couldn't help but nod their heads again, because the contrast was indeed too strong, and it was impossible not to admit it.
Seeing this, Song Shixi's smile deepened. Then, he placed the skirt in front of Chen Huili's chest and said, "But if you wear it, the effect will be different. You have short hair, and the skirt has a large round neckline. It will visually lengthen your neck, making you look smaller, with broader shoulders, and a better figure."
"Ask your friends to tell you if it looks better on you than on me."
Chen Huili was confused. When she looked up, she saw several friends nodding their heads and praising her non-stop. If these people were not her good friends who had been classmates for three years, she would really suspect that they were spies sent by the stall owner!
Thinking of this, Chen Huili pursed her lips and looked at herself in the mirror again. She had to admit that the facts were indeed the same as Song Shixi said. And no matter what, she was still secretly happy in her heart to be praised by such a beautiful woman.
After struggling for a while in his mind, he finally said, "I'll buy it for eighteen."
Song Shixi pretended to be troubled and hesitated for a long time before nodding, "Okay, since we are all alumni, eighteen is eighteen."
"Alumni?" This successfully attracted the attention and curiosity of others, and they all came over.
"Why haven't I seen you in school?" Chen Huili frowned suspiciously. Logically speaking, if there was such a beautiful lesbian in the school, the news would have spread a long time ago, and she would definitely have an impression of her.
"She and I are freshmen accounting majors. I'm not in school except for classes."
Song Shixi naturally noticed Chen Huili's doubt and scratched his forehead uncomfortably. The original owner usually wore bright red and green, which made her beautiful face look a little less pretty. In addition, in order to hook up with Li Yanxing, she would run to his and Qin Zhiyi's school whenever she had free time. Even the people in her own class were not familiar with her, let alone the entire school.
Chen Huili was still skeptical, but the others believed it and started chatting.
Only then did Song Shixi realize that they were juniors majoring in Business Administration. Not only that, they were also members of the school recitation team. No wonder they all spoke in fluent and clear voices, and their Mandarin was more standard than most people's.
"That's a coincidence! I was also on the school recitation team when I was in high school."
Song Shixi had his own plans in mind, so in order to get closer to him, he spoke in agreement.
Of course, this was not a lie, because the original owner had indeed been in the school recitation team for a period of time, but the teacher saw that she was good-looking and pulled her to the first row to fill the void, and she did not learn any relevant knowledge or skills at all.
But she is different. In her previous life, she majored in broadcasting and hosting arts. Although she did not engage in related work after graduation, she had learned it after all, and her foundation was still there.
"Is this true?"
When those girls heard what Song Shixi said, their eyes lit up instantly.
Seeing this, Song Shixi smiled and said, "Of course, why would I lie to you?"
After saying that, she cleared her throat and recited a short poem in public. The poem she chose was "To the Oak" by Shu Ting.
"If I love you, I will never be like the climbing trumpet creeper, using your high branches to show off myself; if I love you, I will never be like the infatuated bird, repeating monotonous songs for the green shade."
Although it was just a short passage, it showed his skills. Every detail such as pronunciation, rhythm, emotion, etc. was just right, and he was more professional than the reciter in their team.
After reading this paragraph, the other people looked at Song Shixi with different eyes. They asked her questions with admiration, sometimes asking how she practiced it, sometimes asking how long she had been learning it...
Song Shixi answered all the questions patiently. They were touched by his generosity and selflessness. You know, normally, apart from their teachers, no one is willing to teach them, especially those who have some skills. They would like to hide their knowledge for fear that others will learn from them.
"Come visit often in the future. If anyone around you wants to buy clothes, you can help me introduce them. I'll give you a discount."
When seeing them off, Song Shixi cheerfully stated his ultimate goal. After what happened earlier, how could they refuse? They even bought a hairpin each to take away.
Wu Qiuhong was watching in amazement and silently gave Song Shixi a thumbs up.
The whole morning passed quickly and business was good. Song Shixi wanted to keep going, but she had no choice because she had to go to class in the afternoon. So she put away all the clothes and moved them to her dormitory with Wu Qiuhong to keep them temporarily, and then moved them to the back street to sell after class.
Although it is a bit troublesome to go back and forth, there is no other way.
This went on for three days in a row. Although she was tired, she sold a lot of clothes. Now Song Shixi had more than 200 yuan in her hands. She estimated that with this money, she should be able to rent a house, so she began to inquire if there were any houses for rent around the school.
Most of the vendors setting up stalls in the back streets live in the nearby alleys. You can get a lot of information by just asking when buying things. However, not many of them rent houses these days. Even if there are, they are small single rooms in large courtyards that are relatively cheap.
The toilets and washing facilities in these single rooms are almost all public.
Song Shixi shook his head when he heard about the environment. It would be better to go back to school than to rent such a house.
Moreover, although the security in Beijing is very good, it is better to be safe than sorry. She would rather spend a lot of money to make her life more comfortable and safer than to be cheap and live in a dark "coffin room" in a slum.
Every day when I come home, I feel like my life is over.
Song Shixi knew that a good house could not be found in a hurry, and she was not familiar with the surroundings, so she simply bought some things and asked Deng Cuixia at the stall next door to help keep an eye out. It was convenient and saved trouble.
After this, the relationship between the two became much closer.
Deng Cuixia also gave her two dollars, hoping that she could sell some stationery at her stall when she couldn't set up a stall because she had to attend classes.
Song Shixi readily agreed.
Just when she was busy, an unexpected person came to her door.
【Author’s words】
[Shi Xi: I won't miss any opportunity to make money [Sunglasses]]
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