Chapter 128 Cute Internet Celebrity 6
"Um."
Han Cheng then withdrew his hand, but the feeling of the touch just now lingered.
Qian Zhou glanced at Han Cheng's arm and thought that an academic like Han Cheng probably didn't have time to exercise.
Otherwise, why would I have to work on my computer while taking the high-speed train?
Han Cheng seems to be always busy.
Qianzhou rented a car in advance. The car was large enough to accommodate everyone, and Han Cheng sat in the front seat.
On the way to the hotel, Qianzhou's cell phone rang.
Han Cheng moved a little, but didn't turn around. He whispered something to the person next to him.
There was a young man's voice on the other end of the phone, and his tone was unpleasant and fierce.
"Hey, you've been delaying last month's rent for so long. When can you pay it?"
"You're a top student with a double first-class degree, and you can't even afford such a small rent?"
Qian Zhou quickly turned down the volume. The noise outside the car was so loud that no one noticed him.
"I originally planned to pay it yesterday, but you didn't even call. Let's not talk about this month's payment. If you can't make up for what you owe, you'll be out of here!"
"I'm sorry... I was too busy yesterday and forgot about this. Can I make it up to you next month?" Qian Zhou said in a low voice.
He leaned against the seat, trying to shrink into the corner and turn into a mushroom.
Qianzhou is so poor that he only has 200 yuan left, and now he still owes two months' rent.
Life was poor and hard, and the landlord lectured me for half a minute before I hung up the phone.
Qian Zhou covered his face with his hands and leaned against the car seat, feeling wronged. When would this long month finally be over?
When will his cattle and horse fees be deposited into his bank account...
Before, what he earned was barely enough for food and drink, and the high-intensity courses and work put pressure on him.
Qianzhou is much thinner than his peers, is malnourished, and is prone to hypoglycemia.
Without living expenses from his parents, he has to rely on himself.
"Take the room card." Han Cheng said.
Qian Zhou stood in front of the hotel front desk, reached out to take the room card, and followed Han Cheng upstairs like a quail.
The hotel is quite large and the school finances are not so stingy when it comes to students’ living environment.
But when Qian Zhou entered the room, he found that Han Cheng's residence was different from others. It was a luxury suite in the hotel... After all, he was a big shot and had more experience than some teachers.
The floor-to-ceiling windows offer a night view of the city. The bathroom and toilet are separated and there is an extra-large bathtub.
The cold light shone on the glass door of the bathroom. Qian Zhou lowered his head and found that the bottom was not frosted.
Qian Zhou’s eyes widened, and he leaned against the wall, clenching his sleeves with his fingers. Han Cheng... Does Han Cheng really want to live with him?
The bathroom is half hidden.
If someone takes a shower in there, they can see their feet soaked in water, all the way up to their ankles.
The radar in Qianzhou's mind beeped with danger alarms. He stood in the corner, alert to his surroundings like a little chicken.
When I looked inside, my heart finally gave out.
What a big and soft bed.
Han Cheng's face was calm and expressionless. He untied his tie with one hand and hung his coat on the hanger.
"What's wrong?" Han Cheng asked.
Qianzhou pointed at the soft sofa and said, "Um...I'll sleep here tonight? The sofa looks quite big. I don't snore, so it won't disturb you."
Han Cheng untied his watch, placed it gently on the table, and said, "So there's only one bed."
The hotel room was well soundproofed, and the footsteps outside seemed to be dozens of meters away, so vague that they could not be heard clearly.
But Han Cheng was standing opposite him, and Qianzhou felt a cold breath enveloping him.
"I thought you were also staying in a standard room." Qian Zhou said.
Han Cheng said, "If you want a standard room, you can go to the front desk and reserve another room."
He had no intention of taking Qianzhou to the front desk. He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, revealing his collarbone.
Turn around and walk into the house.
"The hotel is officially connected with the competition, and they're currently offering us discounted rates. If you book individually, you'll have to pay the original price. A standard room per night should be..."
Han Cheng opened his phone and saw the hotel booking interface.
"Five hundred and ninety-nine."
Qian Zhou's mouth twitched. "I don't want to stay in a standard room. I didn't want to stay in one. This suite is pretty good. I thought it would be better to live with you."
He said a lot of things in a row and ran to the bathroom to hide his embarrassment.
Five hundred and ninety-nine, two nights is twelve thousand, plus a few hundred dollars is his monthly rent!
Qianzhou washed his face with cold water, and the coolness made him feel refreshed.
Qian Zhou: Did Han Cheng just laugh? Was he making fun of me?!
[System 052: The corner of the mouth seems to have risen one pixel.]
052Systematic analysis shows that:
[System 052: That shouldn't be considered a joke]
Qianzhou: I feel like he's just laughing!
A vague feeling became stronger and stronger, and was about to burst out.
Han Cheng didn't treat everyone the same. Qian Zhou felt that he paid much more attention to himself, unlike anyone else.
Qianzhou felt that he did it on purpose.
I deliberately didn't let him bring the luggage, deliberately touched his hand, and deliberately booked this suite!
He looks like a cool and aloof senior brother, but in fact he is a scheming villain.
[Qian Zhou: Did I conquer so many small worlds for nothing?]
[System 052: Based on past experience, your hunch is accurate up to 80%]
Qianzhou: Of course.
[System 052: But we cannot rule out that 20% possibility]
Qian Zhou: What did you say? You don't believe me? Didn't you see him touching my hand in the car?
If Han Xian dares to touch his hand now, he will dare to touch his butt!
Although Qian Xiaozhou is a weakling physically, he is a giant spiritually.
Qian Zhou: Han Cheng is very bad.
[System 052: But he gave you milk, bought you train tickets, and even let you sleep in class.]
Qian Zhou: It’s not this kind of “bad”, it’s the kind of bad where he tricks me into having “yeah, yeah” reactions.
With a conflict between his conscience and his desires, Qianzhou tore open a pack of compressed towels with his teeth and wiped his face dry.
Go out with confidence and determination, determined to win in the first round.
As a result, Han Cheng stuffed a card into his hand as soon as he went out.
"Hmm?" Qian Zhou blinked blankly, feeling like rushing into cotton.
"This is--"
Han Cheng was answering the phone and raised his slender fingers to make a silence gesture.
Qianzhou shut up and sat on the sofa to study on his own.
Han Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at the top of his head, which was furry, soft and smooth.
The fingertips holding the phone moved slightly, and his slightly cold voice sounded in the room.
"Well, we're here. See you at the stadium tomorrow."
"I don't have time tonight."
Qian Zhou saw the room number on the card clearly and met Han Cheng's gaze in confusion.
Han Cheng said: "...I will take my junior brother with me."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Qian Zhou asked him, "Why did you give me the room card for the room next door?"
"It's an extra standard room reserved by the school. It hasn't been returned yet. If you want to stay here, I'll contact the school and ask them to keep it."
The school booked it and it wasn't refunded, so he didn't have to spend any money.
Qian Zhou was a little uncertain at this time. Was he overthinking it? Why did Han Cheng become unpredictable again?
"Refund it, I'll live here."
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