Chapter 35
After teaching the weasel in the dormitory a lesson last time, he became much more obedient. Although he often made some strange noises to express his dissatisfaction, he didn't dare to scold Song Shu as blatantly as he did when they first met.
Song Shu was not very satisfied with this. Every time the weasel hummed, his palms itched and he wanted to slap the weasel again, but he had no good excuse at the moment. He could only secretly make a note of the weasel in his heart and wait for the next time he made a mistake to slap him again.
But he didn't know that Ah Huang was also unhappy. He and Xuan Xu cried for a long time, but that person not only refused to change his dormitory, but also told him to stop being naughty and get along well with his roommates.
Who wants to get along with this violent squirrel?
Although a squirrel and a weasel lived in the same dormitory, they ignored each other. Even during military training, they pretended not to know each other.
After a week of training, Song Shu was chosen by the instructor to be the team leader because of his standard standing posture and kicking skills. With the shouts of "one, two, one", Song Shu held his head high and chest out, looking straight ahead. His expression looked serious, but in fact, his heart was filled with joy.
Shu has been the team leader for only a few days.
When Shu returns, he will make sure to let Bixi and Lingyang know this good news.
After training for more than an hour, the instructor asked them to rest for ten minutes. The weather was too hot, and as soon as they were asked to rest, everyone around them went to drink water, even Ah Huang brought a silly water bottle.
Song Shu blinked and sat there without moving.
"It's so hot today, aren't you thirsty?" a classmate came over and asked.
Song Shu was about to say that he wasn't thirsty when he heard someone shout, "Senior Qin is here to bring everyone some ice cream. Come and get it! It'll melt in a moment."
What is ice cream?
The classmate who had just spoken to him had gone to grab the ice cream. Song Shu was still sitting there, frowning and struggling. The classmate who had gone to grab the ice cream had already run back and handed the ice cream in his hand to Song Shu: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just picked one at random."
Feeling a cool feeling in the palm of his hand, Song Shu said "thank you" to his classmates, and then followed his classmates' actions to open the ice cream bag and stuff the white milk ice cream into his mouth.
As soon as Song Shu took a bite of the cool and sweet ice cream, his eyes suddenly widened and sparkled, as if he had eaten something rare and delicious.
So sweet!
Rats love to eat!
"Did Xuanxu ask you to deliver it?"
Ah Huang, holding a piece of coconut chocolate ice cream in his mouth, nonchalantly asked the handsome man with a distant look beside him: "Hmph, he also knows that he has gone too far. He deliberately asked you to bring me ice cream to apologize."
His eyes fell on a young man who was sitting on the steps not far away, nibbling on an ice cream. The boy was wearing a camouflage uniform and a hat on his head. The weather was very hot and many people had tanned skin, but his face was still as white as snow.
When he bites something, his right cheek bulges slightly, his eyes are big black, and his lips are very red. He has the appearance of a beautiful boy who is very popular on the Internet.
Just as he was about to look away, Qin Mian saw the man suddenly look up at him, then frowned the next second and turned his head away with an unhappy look.
"I'm talking to you, what are you looking at?"
Following Qin Mian's gaze, Ah Huang saw Song Shu stand up and throw the ice cream packaging bag into the trash can. He stamped his feet in anger and said, "Humph, that stinky squirrel got away with it! Why didn't Xuanxu tell you not to give the ice cream to that lousy squirrel when you're delivering it?"
Qin Mian raised his eyebrows slightly and continued calmly, "Is he the squirrel spirit that hit you?"
Ah Huang was indignant: "What else! Look at how hideous he looks. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person."
Hateful face?
Qin Mian didn't think so.
Ah Huang wanted to continue complaining, but the instructor yelled that training had to continue. He could only swallow his resentment and said to Qin Mian, "Don't give the food you send to me to the stinky squirrels in the future." Then he reluctantly returned to the team.
Song Shu had heard from his classmates that the person who came to deliver the ice cream was Senior Qin Mian, and he was a little curious, but when he saw Qin Mian and Ah Huang standing together, he instantly lost interest.
How can someone who has a good relationship with a weasel be a good person? He is definitely not a good person!
The rat ignored them!
But even though he ignored it, Song Shu still remembered the sweet taste of the ice cream.
So after finishing the military training today, Song Shu went straight to the school canteen after eating in the cafeteria.
Rats never knew that humans have so many delicious foods!
After happily finishing a bunch of snacks, Song Shu returned to the dormitory, put the snacks on the table, and took out a bag of potato chips to chew happily.
Ah Huang next to him glanced at him and didn't want to pay attention, but when he made a mistake during the game and failed to save his teammate, he immediately heard his teammate's abuse in the voice chat: "Did you play with your feet?"
"Lucky for the other team, their teammate is a robot."
"Even pigs can beat you better than you. If you don't want your hand, just donate it."
After listening to a few sentences, Ah Huang couldn't stand it anymore and turned on the microphone to argue with the other party: "Are you done yet? You don't think you are a good fighter, do you?"
The person on the other side heard Ah Huang's voice and immediately became excited: "If you are new, just practice more. How dare you talk back?"
"I've been putting up with you for so long. Don't think I didn't see you getting brutally beaten in a 1v1 situation just now!"
The two of them quarreled fiercely, and the game ended in failure amid the noise. Ah Huang threw his phone on the table and drank a sip of water angrily. At this moment, he heard the sound of Song Shu eating biscuits again.
But in just one game, five snack bags were already piled on Song Shu's desk. Ah Huang was already irritated, and now he was even more annoyed. He rolled his eyes and said unhappily:
"Have you never eaten? It's so noisy, it sounds like a pig rooting in a trough."
The fingers holding the biscuit paused slightly, and his eyes slowly moved from the biscuit to Ah Huang's face. Song Shu's eyes became fierce and he said fiercely, "Are you looking for trouble on purpose?"
"What's wrong with looking for trouble?"
Ah Huang stood up, his eyes blazing with fire. "I was just letting you go last time. You don't really think you're that powerful, do you? Believe it or not, I can knock you into the wall with just one punch!"
Slowly putting the last piece of biscuit into his mouth, Song Shu looked straight at Ah Huang while chewing.
A minute later, the two of them started fighting.
Five minutes later, a squirrel with a big tail stepped on the weasel on the desk. Every time the weasel tried to struggle to raise its head, Song Shu stepped on it again.
"Are you still looking for trouble?"
"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore!"
"If you hum again, I'll tear your mouth to pieces!"
Ah Huang covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes filled with humiliation and regret. He felt that he had underestimated this country squirrel from the mountains. Xuanxu refused to change his dormitory, and he wondered if the weasel would be beaten to death by this broken squirrel one day.
Seeing that Song Shu was still stepping on him, Ah Huang rolled his eyes and said weakly, "I was just concerned about you. I know you are from Lingshan and you probably don't have much money on you."
"The Special Administration Bureau is very stingy and certainly didn't give you much money. Snacks are very expensive. I'm worried you'll run out of money later. Besides, you have to pay tuition every year for University A. If you spend all your money on snacks and can't afford tuition later, you'll be sent back to Lingshan. That would be a shame, wouldn't it?"
Although Ah Huang deserves a beating, he actually has some truth in what he says.
Song Shu knew money. He had spent 120 yuan just on snacks today, and 5,000 yuan of the 20,000 yuan subsidy from the Special Administration Bureau was used to pay tuition. If he continued to spend all his money, the remaining money would not last long.
"None of your business."
Releasing his foot from stepping on Ah Huang, Song Shu looked at him with disdain and said, "If you dare to mess with me again, I will sew your mouth shut."
Ah Huang didn't dare to keep his mouth shut and confront him, but he had already cursed Song Shu to death in his heart.
Why are you so proud? Sooner or later the weasel will take care of you!
Jumping back to his seat, Song Shu took a bottle of drink and took two gulps, then fell into deep thought.
Rat has to make money.
Otherwise, I won’t have money to buy delicious food in the future.
The fourteen days of military training passed quickly. During this period, Qin Mian came to deliver ice cream several times, but Song Shu didn't eat it once.
Rats don’t eat things from their weasel friends!
However, as Song Shu had been buying snacks recklessly these days, the money in his card was getting less and less. He asked Ling Yang about a part-time job, but the class schedule at A University was very full. As a top student at Lingshan, Song Shu couldn't afford to skip classes to work.
He asked other classmates, and after thinking it over, he decided to become an internet celebrity squirrel.
There are all kinds of bloggers in the short video industry, and being a cute pet blogger is also a very good career path. Song Shu has watched videos of those internet celebrities’ cats and dogs, and privately feels that they are no match for him.
There are also different types in the cute pet track. Some cute pets are adorable and cute, some are cool and good-looking, some are smart and capable, and some are funny and clumsy.
After careful research, Song Shu decided to go the path of showing off his cool looks.
Rat is handsome, so he will definitely become popular!
"What are you doing?"
Ah Huang, who had originally decided not to talk to Song Shu again, couldn't help but move closer when he saw Song Shu transformed into his original form and taking a selfie with his phone. He said with a smile, "Do you want to take a video? Take me with you."
Ah Huang has long been dissatisfied with cats and dogs being praised as cute.
These people have very poor taste. Cats and dogs are not as good-looking as weasels!
It’s not like Ah Huang had never filmed his own videos before, but as soon as he posted them, the comments section was filled with feudal words like “Bye-bye Wong Tai Sin” and “Do I look like a god or a human?” Ah Huang was so angry that he deleted all the videos.
"You?" Song Shu curled his lips and emphasized, "I want to shoot a beauty video."
Ah Huang was delighted: "That's just right!"
Song Shu: ...
Finding that Song Shu was not very willing, Ah Huang tempted her: "Let me shoot with you, and I will order takeout tonight and treat you to dinner."
Ah Huang rarely eats in the cafeteria and always orders takeout.
Song Shu is not very good at using food delivery apps and has never used them before.
"I'll treat you to milk tea, which is much better than your drink, and cake, which is better than biscuits." Ah Huang said proudly, "You have never tasted good food."
Song Shu had seen milk tea and cake in videos before, and both looked delicious. After hesitating for a while, Song Shu reluctantly agreed and said, "Let's take a try first. If the result is not good, you don't need to appear on camera."
A weasel is not as good-looking as a squirrel, and Song Shu is afraid that Ah Huang will lower the quality of his videos.
A squirrel and a weasel dressed themselves up, and posed for a while in front of the video in what they thought was a cool pose. Then, under Ah Huang's guidance, Song Shu added a background music of "Superstar in Troubled Times" and uploaded the video.
As agreed, Ah Huang bought Song Shu an ice cream cake and milk tea. After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Shu took out his phone and began to check the feedback on the video he had posted.
In the video, the orange-red little squirrel has a stern face, with its little paws against its forehead and its big furry tail standing high, which looks quite charming. Next to the little squirrel stands a weasel with the same sullen expression and his arms crossed.
Comments section:
This is weird, you know.
[Hey, what's up? You two also had a place in Causeway Bay back then? ]
【Hahaha, it's a laughing rat, but it's actually quite cute. 】
[This snow squirrel's fur is so beautiful. I really want to touch its tail.]
[My dear, I found the rebellious male protagonist you like]...
Although the comments were a little different from what Song Shu and Ah Huang had expected, they were still tolerable. However, they did not expect that five minutes later, the tone of the comment section suddenly changed and started to curse.
[This owner must be the King of Hell, why does he keep squirrels and weasels together? ]
[Trivia: Weasels eat squirrels.]
[Fuck, this is animal abuse, right? They're throwing their reputation away for traffic!]
【Look at the background, isn't it a school?】
[Look at which school these students are from! They actually have the audacity to raise a weasel in school!]...
Song Shu and Ah Huang looked at each other for a second, and then Ah Huang quickly said, "Delete it quickly! If it's really discovered later, we won't be able to explain it!"
Song Shu pursed her lips, deleting the video while questioning Ah Huang: "Do you usually eat squirrel?"
"Why would I eat squirrel?" Ah Huang rolled his eyes. "That thing is dirty. If you eat it, you'll get sick. We are demon cultivators."
After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said deliberately, "But I don't know whether my fellow humans who haven't yet developed any intelligence will eat it or not."
After all, weasels have a wide range of diets!
"Hmph, if they dare to eat me, I'll beat them one by one!" Song Shu snorted coldly.
Ah Huang shrugged, not really caring.
I'd rather my own kind die than let myself die. Whether other weasels get beaten or not has nothing to do with Ah Huang.
But this incident made Song Shu give up the idea of shooting videos in school, but if he shot videos outside, his identity might be discovered.
After studying for two days, Song Shu sneaked out of school with his cell phone on a rainy day.
Humph, since we can’t take pictures in school, I’ll just take pictures outside the school!
There were few people on the road on rainy days. Song Shu left school at around eight o'clock in the evening. The lighting was not good, so he found an alley and made sure there were no surveillance cameras that would capture him. Song Shu turned back into his original form and started fiddling with his phone again.
Today's style is the melancholic prince rat in the alley.
Holding a small paper umbrella used as a water cup decoration, Song Shu lowered his head. The hair on his ears was a little wet because of the rain, but under the dim light of the alley, he did have a somewhat melancholic temperament.
Song Shu was pretending to be very excited. He walked back and forth twice and thought it was almost done. When he was about to go back to his phone to check, his feet suddenly left the ground and fell into a warm palm. Then, he heard a humming laugh from above his head:
"I'm lucky! I even found a squirrel."
"Gu!"
If the mouse is lost, pick it up!
Turning around, he saw that the person who shamelessly said he would pick up the squirrel was Qin Mian, who had come to deliver things during military training. Song Shu kicked his legs, trying to jump out of his palm, but he couldn't jump out no matter how hard he struggled.
"Gu!"
Believe it or not, the rat can knock you out with magic!
"I know you're pitiful after getting caught in the rain," Qin Mian stood up and said with a smile, "I'll take you back and dry you off. Be good."
"Gu!"
Release the rat!
"Why is there a cell phone here? Did someone lose it? I'll keep it for now. If the owner comes looking for it, I'll return it."
"Gugu!"
Rat's phone!
Seeing Qin Mian put his phone into his pocket, Song Shu was so angry that he scratched him a few times. Seeing that Qin Mian was still not hurt, he used his other hand to touch his head, then angrily hugged his hand and bit it.
"Gu!"
I'll bite you to death, you shameless bastard!
Qin Mian lowered his eyes and saw the little squirrel's face full of resentment. A smile flashed in his eyes. As soon as he came out of school, he found Song Shu running towards the alley stealthily. For some reason, he followed him.
As a result, when I arrived, I saw Song Shu pretending to be depressed in front of the camera of the mobile phone.
Kind of funny.
"President, you haven't gone back yet."
Qin Mian is the president of the student union. The reason why he left school so late was because the student union had just held a meeting.
"Yeah." Qin Mian replied to the classmate nonchalantly: "I'll leave soon. It's raining. Be careful on your way back."
"Okay." It was dark outside. The classmate was surprised to see Qin Mian holding a living creature in his hand. He asked curiously, "President, do you also raise squirrels?"
Qin Mian answered casually: "I just picked it up."
"You picked it up?" The classmate said disapprovingly, "Wild squirrels have bacteria on them. You can't let them bite like that. It's best to take them to the veterinary hospital for a checkup first."
"Thank you for your concern."
Seeing Song Shu bite harder after hearing that person say squirrels have bacteria, Qin Mian replied to the classmate in a good mood: "I will get the madrat vaccine. I'm leaving now."
Rat vaccine?
As he watched Qin Mian leave, the classmate suddenly laughed: "Senior Qin is quite humorous."
"Coo-coo, cho-coo!"
You are still getting the rabies vaccine. Look, you should get the madman vaccine first!
Neuropathy!
When sitting in Qin Mian's car, Song Shu made a lot of noise all the way and even scratched Qin Mian's seat with his claws. But he didn't care at all. He didn't even look at her when he got out of the car and took Song Shu straight home.
"Gu!"
Believe it or not, the mouse can suddenly turn into a human and scare you to death!
With his two claws pinching the back of Qin Mian's hand, Song Shu threatened fiercely.
Twisting the squirrel's big, wet tail with his fingers, Qin Mian said nonchalantly, "I know you're anxious to go home with me. I'll be there soon."
"Gu!"
Just wait, the rat will blow your house apart in a moment!
Qin Mian lived in a large flat, where he was the only one living, so it seemed a little empty. As soon as he entered the house, Qin Mian put Song Shu on the coffee table, touched his head soothingly, and said, "I'll get a towel to wipe you, don't catch a cold later."
Song Shu: "Gu!"
You are not the mouse, so you won’t catch a cold!
While Qin Mian went to the bathroom to get a towel, Song Shu looked around, first rolled around on the leather sofa that looked very expensive, then returned to the coffee table and pushed all the tissues and remote controls on the table to the ground.
With a bag of snacks in his claws, Song Shu was about to throw the thing in his hand to the ground to vent his anger, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the logo on the packaging bag.
When Qin Mian came out after wringing out the hot towel, he saw the soaked little squirrel he had just picked up holding a bag of nuts in his hand, staring at it motionlessly with his dark eyes, seeming a little shocked.
Pulling the corner of his lips, Qin Mian suppressed his laughter and asked the dazed little squirrel:
"Would you like a pack of Three Squirrels?"
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The author has something to say: Song Shu: Today I met a very shameless person. The mouse was not even lost, but he insisted that he picked up a squirrel.
Qin Mian: So, a pack of Three Squirrels? [Lop-eared rabbit head]
Trash author (serious face): It’s not advertising, there is no implantation.
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