Chapter 34: Innocent Landlord and Black Tenant 02 "Chance Encounter"...
[778, I was just at 'Missouxiang'...wasn't it...quite greasy and perverted?] Hiding in a dark corner where no one was, Ye Ling rubbed her hands together, and asked 778 with anticipation and nervousness.
778's electronic voice is full of energy: [Perfect! Host, absolutely perfect!]
Ye Ling's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
778 kept on talking, praising loudly: [The greasy index is max! The perverted value is off the charts! Especially that last line, 'wildcat', with a trembling voice and a hint of forced frivolity, and a evasive look mixed with despair... It's textbook-level! No, you even surpassed the textbook! !]
It paused, then continued, "So, host, we can't stop! With all our might, it's time to execute the next key strategy—lure the protagonist into attacking Shao Ye and moving into the basement of the Ye family mansion!"
Ye Ling, greatly encouraged, nodded vigorously: [No problem!]
Ye Ling left behind the bunch of beautiful women and slipped out of the back door of the club alone, returning to the Ye family mansion according to the map provided by 778.
Located in the old city center where every inch of land is valuable, this century-old Western-style house is one of the huge legacies inherited by the original owner.
The studio on the top floor, which has the best lighting, is filled with piles of canvases, scattered paint tubes, and a strong smell of turpentine.
Moonlight streamed through the skylight, pouring unimpeded onto the vast, blank canvas. But Ye Ling had no creative inspiration; all that filled her mind was the perverted action plan 778 had given her.
Step One: Create a housing crisis. Use your immense financial resources! Find an agent and tip off the landlord that the old, dilapidated property might be demolished. Once the landlord gets excited, he'll immediately raise the rent, making it unaffordable.
Step Two: Cut off the school's escape routes. For example, the water supply pipes in Shao Ye's dormitory are in disrepair and urgently need repairs and a comprehensive investigation for potential safety hazards...
[Step 3: Extend an olive branch. As a kind and generous artist landlord, you couldn't bear to see this talented artist living on the streets. Under the guise of "supporting poor students" and "appreciating young talent," you reluctantly rented him the basement of the Ye Family Mansion, fully equipped with all-around, high-definition surveillance cameras!]
"778, do we really have to use this... method?" The little bird in Ye Ling's heart struggled slightly. "Can't we just pretend to meet him by chance and then ask him directly if he needs help?"
Ye Ling's eyes flashed with the image of Shao Ye mixing cocktails at the bar. He was cool and focused, like a green bamboo growing in a secluded valley, untainted by dust.
Even if I just acted like a pervert to approach him, it seemed full of blasphemy...
778 shouted in frustration: [Help? Think about it, with Shao Ye's self-reliance and self-reliance, is it possible for him to accept help from a wealthy stranger like you?]
Ye Ling: [Hmm... that's true.] The cannon fodder he plays has a reputation as a rather romantic person. He's the complete opposite of Shao Ye.
If he had offered help directly, with Shao Ye's intelligence, he would have immediately discovered that he had ulterior motives.
[And host,] 778 lowered his voice, [First, let Shao Ye fall into despair, then make him grateful and trust you. Later, when he discovers the dirty thoughts beneath your gentle appearance, the sense of betrayal will be strong enough! The satisfaction of tearing through the hypocrisy will be exhilarating enough! !]
[Remember, you are the villain! You are cannon fodder! You are the stepping stone destined to be crushed on the protagonist's path to growth! Your fate is to do evil and then be KO'd by the iron fist of justice! Do you understand?]
The next day, A University.
A small group of students gathered in front of the bulletin board, talking a lot. Shao Ye, wearing a simple white shirt and black pants, carrying a clean canvas backpack, stood quietly on the outside of the crowd.
He was tall, and his eyes easily passed over the heads of the people in front of him and fell on the "Emergency Notice" with a red seal.
"Due to a sudden burst in the main water supply pipe on the 3rd floor of Building B, emergency repairs and a comprehensive investigation are required. To protect the personal and property safety of all students, we have decided to:
All students living on this floor must remove their personal belongings and complete evacuation within 24 hours. Temporary relocation: The east side of the gymnasium's grandstand area (folding beds provided). Failure to vacate within this timeframe will be at the student's own risk.
Shao Ye's dormitory number was also prominently listed. His handsome face remained expressionless, his lips pressed into a tight line.
The complaints of the surrounding classmates buzzed into my ears:
"What the hell! 24 hours? How am I going to move all these books and stuff?"
"Stadium stands? That's a place where people can live. They'll freeze to death at night and make a lot of noise during the day. If things are left outside, who's to blame?"
"Exactly! It's a safety hazard, what were you doing about it?"
"Oh, what can we do? Let's find a house quickly. There's no way to stay in the stands. I heard there are rats at night..."
To make matters worse, just yesterday, the landlord of the single room that Shao Ye had rented for a year, a usually amiable middle-aged man, suddenly seemed like a different person and came to his door with a newly drafted contract.
"Xiao Shao, it's not that I'm being unfair! This area is going to be developed! It's going to be demolished, understand? The compensation is calculated based on the area! My house is really valuable right now! As for the rent... it has to follow the market! So, since you're a student, I'll give you a discount of 5,000 a month! How's that? Isn't that good enough?"
Shao Ye understood that this was just an excuse to raise the price. But he didn't argue, just nodded and said, "I understand. I will move out immediately."
Such a lion's mouth is so big that there is no need to talk to him.
Skyrocketing rents, sudden dormitory eviction orders...
This is very unusual.
But had he offended anyone? Shao Ye knew that working in a club was bound to lead to all kinds of flirting and provocations. His attitude towards dealing with it wasn't good, but it was also hard to find fault with him.
If anyone insists on holding on to his attitude in one or two words, then that is really too petty and will only bring shame to himself.
In addition, going to great lengths to start from his residence would, at worst, force him to live in a gymnasium, which would not cause any serious harm to him and would be a very thankless and foolish act.
But if he really treated these things as accidents, he would be the fool.
Shao Ye's eyes dimmed, and a thin layer of frost formed between his brows.
He silently took out his cell phone, but did not search for rental information. He just glanced at the time - he was about to be late for his part-time job at Rosewood in the evening.
He took one last look at the cold notice, then turned and left.
At the same time, on the road leading to University A from the Ye family mansion.
A sapphire blue sports car with smooth lines was moving cautiously in the traffic at a crawling pace that was totally inconsistent with its cool appearance.
In the driver's seat, Ye Ling gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. His body was stiff, his back pressed tightly against the backrest, his eyes as determined as if he were about to join the Party.
[Yes! That's it! Host! Hold on!] 778 acted as a real-time navigator and coach in his mind. [Gentle! Ouch! Brake! Look at that shared bike up ahead! Yeah, yeah, go slow, safety first! We're not in a rush... Oops, our goal is to create a chance encounter, not a car accident!]
Ye Ling was so nervous that she didn't even dare to respond, her eyes fixed on the lane ahead.
[Host, listen up! When you get to the school gate and see your target, Shao Ye, immediately roll down the window! Use your deepest, most magnetic, bossy voice and say to him, "Going to work? Get in the car, I'll give you a ride. It's on my way." And manage your eyes! Be domineering, considerate, and reveal a subtle, subtle 'I'm attracted to you' look.]
Ye Ling's scalp went numb and her palms were sweaty. She almost twisted the steering wheel like a rag.
In order to ensure the success of the "chance encounter", he wandered around the school gate more than an hour in advance.
As a result, for a novice driver like him, the operating interface of this million-dollar luxury car was as complicated as a spaceship.
Fortunately, hard work pays off. After going around in circles, the familiar figure finally appeared at the school gate!
Shao Ye was walking towards the bus stop with his schoolbag on his back.
Chance!
Ye Ling's adrenaline surged, and he stepped on the accelerator. The cool sports car rushed out and stopped suddenly on the side of the road a few steps away from Shao Ye.
Several students passing by were startled and looked sideways.
Ye Ling frantically pressed the window control button. The dark window slowly lowered, revealing his face, which was a little pale due to nervousness.
His light blond hair was slightly messed up by the air conditioning, with a few strands of hair stubbornly sticking up. He tried to open his eyes wide, trying to force out a look that was "domineering, affectionate, and a little greasy."
However, in Shao Ye's eyes - those round hazelnut eyes were wide open, covered with a layer of nervous moisture, coupled with messy hair and pale face... he looked like a little golden retriever who had just taken a bath and was frightened by the hair dryer.
Or, a golden bird?
Shao Ye: “…”
He expected that the person who was secretly trying to trip him up would not give up, but he did not expect the other party to show up so quickly, and with an attitude that made him look more like a victim than himself.
...This even made him doubt whether there was something wrong with his judgment.
He stood there with a blank expression, waiting for the next performance of this strange artist.
"Get in the car!" Ye Ling shouted anxiously, then added quickly, "Going to work? I'll take you there! It's on our way!"
Shao Ye lowered his eyes slightly, calmly observing the eye-catching sapphire blue sports car that was so out of tune with its surroundings, as well as the young artist in the driver's seat who looked even more out of place.
He took in Ye Ling's nervous look, messy hair, evasive eyes and forced calmness.
"It's not on my way. I'm used to walking." His voice was calm and he spoke concisely before walking towards the bus stop.
Ye Ling was instantly panicked after being rejected. He had finally "ran into" Shao Ye, how could it end so easily?!
In his haste, he completely forgot about the words "domineering, affectionate, and greasy." His body moved faster than his brain, and he leaned half of his body out of the car window, blurting out at the receding figure, "Don't go! Shao Ye! Wait!"
He pointed to a yellow-lined no-parking sign on the side of the road and shouted sincerely, "Here! You can't park here! The security guards are coming! They're going to issue a ticket and tow your car away!"
As he spoke, he looked around nervously, like a guilty thief.
“…”
A magical scene happened.
Shao Ye, who had already taken a few steps, paused. He slowly turned around and cast his gaze again at Ye Ling, who was frantically retreating through the car window, and couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror to see if the security guard had arrived.
The look of fear of being caught was clumsy and real, with a strange sense of humor.
The corners of Shao Ye's mouth, which always had no expression, seemed to twitch slightly upwards.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Ling silently.
Time flows in silence.
Ye Ling thought she had completely messed up, but Shao Ye moved. He stretched out his long legs, walked back to the car in a few steps, and opened the passenger door naturally.
"Then please 'drop by'." Shao Ye's voice remained flat.
778 exclaimed: [! The target is really in the car! ! Host, you are truly a genius among perverts! The original owner has never experienced this kind of solitude in a private space! !]
Ye Ling: “!!!”
He was completely stunned, his mind was blank. As if the slow motion button was pressed, he turned his head little by little and looked at Shao Ye beside him.
The other person had fastened his seat belt and was looking out the window with his head tilted to the side, leaving him with only a clear-cut profile.
"Are you leaving or not?" Shao Ye asked calmly without turning back.
"Go! Go!" Ye Ling woke up as if from a dream, and tremblingly shifted gears, slowly releasing the brake at a slower and more cautious speed than before.
The sapphire blue sports car carrying a man and a bird, like a little duck that just learned to walk, staggered and carefully merged into the evening traffic.
The car was completely silent, with only the navigation system tirelessly reminding: "Replanning the route... Go straight at the intersection ahead... Please keep a safe distance..."
Ye Ling gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his body as tense as a steel plate.
In the passenger seat, Shao Ye seemed to be casually looking at the street scene outside the window, but his peripheral vision was always observing Ye Ling's tense profile and slightly trembling fingers.
Then let’s see what tricks you have up your sleeve.
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