Looking at He Yubai, who had been following him all the way, Song Huaizhi said helplessly, "What do you want, classmate?"
"Teacher Song, I want to..."
He Yubai had barely begun when Song Huaizhi immediately interrupted him: "No, you don't want to. I'm straight, there's no way we can be together."
He watched as the other person earnestly pushed up their gold-rimmed glasses.
He Yubai said: "...??"
They were just a few simple words, but when put together, they almost made him not understand them.
He Yubai coughed and said, "You misunderstood. I'm straight too. I had something else to discuss with Teacher Song."
"That's good," Song Huaizhi said, clearly relieved. "I'd like to hear the details."
Back then, he was still in college in China. After escaping the dull and miserable sea of high school, everyone seemed to want to indulge themselves to the fullest in college.
Because of her beautiful face, tall and slender figure, and the ascetic air she exudes with her gold-rimmed glasses.
Song Huaizhi has twice as many male suitors as female suitors, and they all express their feelings for him, hoping he will be the dominant one...
When he went abroad to study, some Western boys pursued him because of his unique and gentle Eastern appearance, hoping that he would be the bottom...?
"The past is too painful to recall, let it drift away with the wind," Song Huaizhi thought to himself, but on the surface he was still listening to He Yubai speak.
"Could you give me those photos named 'Jiang Wan', Teacher Song? The girl in the photos is someone very important to me."
He Yubai spoke frankly, so frankly that he didn't hide his true thoughts at all.
The meaning was clear: he didn't want Jiang Wan's photos to be stored with other men.
"Well..."
With a smile playing on his lips, Song Huaizhi, seeing He Yubai's expectant look, immediately and decisively refused him: "No."
A look of surprise flashed across He Yubai's face, and he even thought of the most direct way: "Teacher Song, can you name a price? How much?"
"This is not about money."
Merchants are profit-driven, and the simplest solution is naturally the one that can be solved with money.
Moreover, this is a college student who is inexperienced in the ways of the world. Perhaps he comes from a good family, which is why he blurted it out like that. You can hear the eagerness in his tone.
Everyone has their own desires, but the means to achieve them are different. Justice is for the sake of all living beings, while rebellion is for the satisfaction of personal desires. It seems that's all there is to it.
When Song Huaizhi was sorting through the photos submitted by the students, he immediately recognized Miss Jiang, who had sat next to him that day.
So that's the other person's name, is it Wan?
He chuckled to himself at the time, noting that although the other person looked beautiful, their personality wasn't exactly gentle.
As rational as he was, Song Huaizhi did not dislike He Yubai's actions.
He patiently explained, "These photos were taken by Liu. Whether they were given away or resold, she had to be aware of them. I have no right to handle these photos."
He Yubai was speechless. He knew that Liu Yitang would never give it to him, which was why he came to find Song Huaizhi.
Song Huaizhi continued, "If every male classmate came to me and said that the girl in the photo was very important to him, wouldn't I have to give her away to everyone?"
He Yubai frowned: "Does Teacher Song think I'm lying?"
"I'm just stating my point. As a teacher, I will maintain the most basic professional ethics."
He said, "After all, graduates from prestigious universities include both geniuses and scoundrels. If we judge a person's character solely by their physical appearance, then plastic surgery clinics around the world would have been making a fortune long ago."
Song Huaizhi stopped there, leaving behind a "sorry" before turning and leaving He Yubai's side.
After being turned down when he asked for the photos, He Yubai knew that pursuing the matter further would only lead to the same failure.
He stood there for a long time before leaving dejectedly.
Meanwhile, Jiang Mian and Liu Yitang had arranged to have dinner together.
Because she wanted to open source, Jiang Mian casually mentioned to Liu Yitang that she wanted to do part-time work.
When you're out and about, you rely on friends. She was too out of touch with the world, so all she wanted was more channels to get information.
Fortunately, while eating, Liu Yitang recalled: "I remember that one of our student union groups was posting about part-time jobs. A couple of days ago, I saw that a comic convention was recruiting good-looking female cosplayers to fill in the gaps."
Jiang Mian asked, "Is it very profitable?"
"Probably. I heard you can earn over 200 yuan a day doing part-time work, and the anime convention is going to last for three days."
If I finish three days of part-time work, wouldn't I be able to earn more than 600, almost 700?
This part-time job is great!
Jiang Mian immediately asked Liu Yitang to give her the contact information of the person in charge.
The comic convention was on its second day, and Jiang Mian wasn't sure if her broken system would suddenly come back to life, so she simply didn't contact the other party.
After having dinner with Liu Yitang, she was supposed to be driven home, but she had to go back first because the student council had an emergency meeting.
Jiang Mian returned to the hotel alone. After entering the gate, a familiar figure walked by not far away.
He stood there in a daze for a long time, watching Jiang Mian enter the hotel alone.
The next day arrived as scheduled, but the broken system was still as if it were dead. Jiang Mian brushed away the disappointment in her heart, got up to take a shower and change her clothes.
Jiang Mian found the phone number of the person in charge of recruiting part-time workers and dialed it directly. It seemed that the first day of the event was extremely busy.
The other party was directing the work while taking a phone call, and their tone sounded very impatient.
Jiang Mian indicated that she wanted to do part-time work, but the noise on the other end was too loud, and the person in charge refused, saying, "We've already filled all the part-time cosplay positions, you'll have to find something else..."
She paused for a moment, and Jiang Mian vaguely heard a voice say, "Sister Xu, a female cosplayer suddenly said she can't come."
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