A Dog's Time-Travel Adventure
Author: Xia Ning
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Chapter Two
To win over a girl, you need to speak softly.
In the new script "Campus Heartthrob and Little Grass", the dog planner's identity has changed again, this time becoming the female lead, Little White Flower.
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The school heartthrob found a flyer at the dormitory entrance—"A little white dove just for you; whatever you need, I'll bring it to you for one yuan."
Campus delivery?
The school heartthrob put away the flyer, thinking it must be some junior student with free time selling her cheap labor.
Sure enough, each time he handed over one yuan to that female student from his direct department.
Whether it's the hot and sour noodles at the far west end or the hand-pulled pancakes at the far east end, they will be delivered before they get cold. The school heartthrob couldn't help but look up and take a closer look at this junior.
The dog strategist thought to himself that his image as a hardworking, self-reliant grassroots persona had finally been established.
The dog-like planner forced himself to blush while holding his breath, then deliberately looked away and asked, "What's wrong, senior?"
The school heartthrob said, "You didn't run here, did you? You're sweating."
The dog-like planner quickly waved his hand: "The bag is tied up, it won't get dirty."
The school heartthrob laughed at his silliness, then pulled out two tissues and slapped him on the forehead.
"I mean, you wouldn't be stupid enough to run all over the school to buy a bowl of porridge for only one yuan, would you?"
The dog-like planner blinked, reached for a tissue to wipe his sweat, and grinned foolishly at the school heartthrob.
“I have a car; this is the one I use to run up and down the stairs.”
Having a bicycle is fine. The school heartthrob nodded.
The dog planner glanced at the messy advertisements on his desk and said, "Senior, my business is the best."
The school heartthrob was taken aback, then crumpled up the advertisement and threw it into the trash can.
"Don't worry, I'll keep supporting your business until you wake up." After all, it's cheap.
The dog-themed planner's response was a big smiley face.
The school heartthrob scratched his cheek, feeling inexplicably uneasy. Why did he have this guilty feeling, like a ruthless businessman?
Is it really a bad idea to take advantage of a junior's innocent naiveté...?
The school heartthrob lay on his bed at night and asked the girl in the bunk below, "Do you think we, as senior students, have an obligation to educate the junior girls to establish correct values, such as not exploiting their own labor?"
The person on the lower bunk kicked upwards: "Speak like a human being."
The school heartthrob said, "Given the delivery efficiency of this dog-planned project, it's too much of a loss to spend one yuan."
lower berth:"……"
The school heartthrob said, "At least increase it to three yuan. At that speed, she'd probably blow out a bicycle tire."
The person in the lower bunk kicked him again: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The school heartthrob said, "I'm considering helping the dog plan to earn enough for a mountain bike."
The girl in the lower bunk rolled her eyes so no one could see: "What does a rich and beautiful girl like her need a bicycle for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, one of his heads drooped down.
"What did you say!"
The person in the lower bunk slapped him: "Don't scare me."
The school heartthrob rubbed his cheek and climbed off the bed: "A rich kid, huh?"
No wonder they have no concept of money at all.
Experience delivering food? Or exercising by climbing stairs?
The school heartthrob opened his drawer and took out a light blue flyer—"A little white dove just for you. Whatever you need, I'll bring it to you for one yuan."
The school heartthrob fell into deep thought.
the next day.
The school heartthrob's gaze fell on her slightly damp forehead.
"Junior, there's something I've wanted to say for a long time."
The dog-like planner lowered his head and smiled slightly from a blind spot in his line of sight. Here he comes.
—Woman, you've successfully caught my attention.
“I think we can go together to start a campus errand service.”
Dog planner: Huh?
The school heartthrob argued confidently: "Look, I'm a boarding student, and you're a day student. I can run my business in the boys' dormitory, and you can be in charge of purchasing. How about we split the profits 50/50?"
Dog planner: ...
The male and female leads should be refined and elegant, not tainted by money!
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However, the dog-like planner agreed in order to get closer to the school heartthrob.
Their business was thriving on campus, but it was discovered by the dean of students a week later, who then issued a public reprimand.
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When Gou arrived at school, it was already the second period in the afternoon. As he entered the classroom, everyone looked at him with complicated expressions.
The dog planner lowered his head, using his bangs and glasses to cover all his expressions.
Why bangs and thick glasses? According to the "love at first sight" rule, she will bump into the male lead, the school heartthrob, in the stairwell. Then her glasses will fall to the ground, her bangs will be lifted, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, thus captivating the male lead for a lifetime.
Apart from the male protagonist, no one knew what kind of beauty this silent and gloomy girl possessed.
Besides, her bangs were too bulky and blocked her vision, which is why she bumped into the school heartthrob. How reasonable!
The planner hunched over and sat down, feeling around in the drawer where there were only basic books, and looked at the clean desk. What?! No trash thrown into the planner's desk or doodles everywhere? Thumbs down. The planner was ready to whine and cry, but now he had to let his tears evaporate.
After the teacher saw that the dog planner had taken his seat, he continued lecturing, and the blackboard was soon covered with white chalk writing. The students who had been secretly observing the dog planner immediately got into the zone, straightened their backs, and wrote furiously, mechanically copying the chalk writing into their notebooks before it was erased.
The dog planner stared at the blackboard for a moment, the chalk writing swirling into a small white vortex in his eyes. He rubbed his slightly blurry eyes, turned his head, and looked out at the azure sky. The pen spun perfectly around his thumb, and the clattering sound of basketballs bouncing on the playground echoed through the thick air, striking his eardrums.
Ah, this is youth.
The dog-like planner, chin in hand, thought to himself with a sigh... Yeah, right!
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