Fagga tried hard to suppress his laughter because Ellen was a little angry.
Before long, they turned a corner and finally arrived at the apartment where Fagga was staying.
Click!
Fagga put away the key and pushed open the door to enter.
Ellen followed them inside, curiously peering into the room where Fagga had once lived.
It's very small, just one bedroom and one living room, but it's clean.
Ellen took the opportunity to check and found that the room was not leaking, which was quite rare.
"Don't bother looking at it. This house used to leak, and complaining to the landlord was useless. In the end, I had to fix it myself."
Without turning his head, Fagga began packing his things.
Actually, he didn't have much stuff. After all, it was a rented apartment, and it was fully furnished when he moved in. He only needed to take his clothes, computer, books, duvet cover, sheets, and the like.
Eileen also came over to tidy up, found a large cardboard box, and neatly arranged Fagga's books inside.
While tidying up, Eileen asked, "Did the landlord lower the rent after you finished fixing it?"
"No! That old man is such a miser, he considers it a loss if he doesn't find any money on the street."
The thought that he had been working for free made Fagga furious.
Damn it! To fix the water pipes, Fagga actually bought a book and spent three days learning how to do it online!
Damn! Three days of lost wages!
Eileen seemed to have caught on to something and asked curiously, "You're such a nice person, working for someone else for free? That's not like you at all!"
"Who said that! This is an insult to my character!"
Fagala loaded his suitcase, sat on the bare bed with only wooden planks remaining, and braced himself with his hands behind him:
"So I plan to knock down his water pipe when I leave. Don't worry, I didn't learn to fix water pipes for nothing in three days."
"Back then I could fix it flawlessly, now I can destroy it silently, guaranteeing that the old man won't notice a thing. It'll work perfectly fine while I'm using it, but a month later... bang!"
"Well..."
Eileen's eyelids drooped halfway, and she retorted, "You're a pretty mean person!"
"No, I just asked the landlord to settle the amount I owe him."
As he spoke, Fagja took out his phone, which had been ringing non-stop since earlier, practically exploding with noise.
What's causing such a big fuss?
Could it be that someone got my phone number through some means after seeing the news?
But didn't I fill in an abandoned number with my ID card attached when I registered my phone number?
What's going on?
Oh, it's a class group chat.
What is this? It's making so much noise. Is the sky going to fall or has the principal gone to heaven?
"Holy crap!"
Fagga's eyes widened instantly, his shock evident.
Even Ellen, who was standing to the side, was stunned, because Fagar had never shown such a dramatic change in expression before.
So Ellen leaned over to take a look, squeezing her head against Fagga's to see the chat history in the class group.
Class Teacher: [Notice: The school, deeply moved by the students' unbearable suffering from the inability to study, has mobilized all its connections to reopen the old campus. It is expected to be cleaned within three days, and the new semester will begin in four days.]
After reading the notice, Fagga muttered, "Has the principal really gone to heaven?"
Eileen blinked repeatedly, somewhat incredulous, and turned to look at Fagga, whispering for confirmation, "So, we're going to start school again in four days?"
Fagga turned around and nodded slightly: "Probably."
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