fictionpage Chapter 15 Even dogs wouldn't be doing business at this point.
Chapter 15 Even dogs wouldn't be doing business at this point.
Zhu Huiqing and Zhu Shulan were teasing the little golden retriever that Lu Chi had fished out from under the tiger-skin rug on the mountain with a small baby bottle.
"Dad, you're home from school?"
Lu Chi narrowly escaped choking. Zhu Huiqing glanced at Zhu Shulan with a calm expression. Hmm, it's not even fifteen yet, it's not a good time to make a move.
Lu Chi took off his coat: "I'll go heat up the leftover mutton soup. The long pancake from yesterday was pretty good. Let's eat something before we go to sleep."
Zhu Huiqing nodded and said, "It's heated up, I'll go get it."
"Did you put food in the cat house?" Lu Chi ruffled her hair. "This little thing can move already? I reckon it'll take a while to cool down, even if it doesn't get properly warmed up!"
"Let it go..." Zhu Shulan immediately put down the baby bottle upon hearing about the mutton soup: "It still can't open its eyes... it looks fierce... it bites even though it has no teeth..."
"Um, when does your school start?"
"Number 20".
"So there are still ten days left. Is it this early for first-year high school students now? I remember... never mind... I don't remember... time to eat!" Lu Chi rambled on, "A new girl joined our group today, the one in front of us. Hey, she's really pretty, with a charmingly sassy look. She seems to be my type. It's just that there's probably some family trouble. Old Yang gave us a lot of advice and even brought us over to help move into the dorms..."
Lu Chi chatted casually with Zhu Huiqing while eating. Zhu Huiqing occasionally responded, but mostly listened quietly. After finishing her meal, Zhu Shulan started playing on her phone; she didn't get to use it very often.
[Bo Caiyan: Lanlan, are you resting?]
[It's a big bamboo, not a small one: No, no, Sister Yan, you're done so quickly?]
[Bo Caiyan: Hmm, the doctor said the person who treated my frostbite and the medicine were very good, but I still need to stay in the hospital for observation and recovery for a while. In a few days, I'll come visit you guys, okay? I'll bring you some delicious food!]
[It's a big bamboo, not a small one: Okay, okay, then I want to eat super big crabs and super big shrimp, I didn't get to eat any during the Lunar New Year!]
[Bo Caiyan: No problem, just remember not to tell Lu Chi or my sister, okay?]
[Why is it a large bamboo, not a small one?]
[Bo Caiyan: Hmm, what a surprise!]
[It's a big bamboo, not a small one: Sister, I'm the big sister!]
【Bo Caiyan: ヽ(￣▽￣)و】
Zhu Huiqing stared at Zhu Shulan: "Sister, who are you chatting with?"
Zhu Shulan blinked: "We didn't chat!"
Zhu Huiqing's cheekbones twitched, and she took a deep breath: "If I'm tricked into selling myself—"
Lu Chi coughed, interrupting the chanting and rescuing Zhu Shulan from her predicament: "Well, you and Lanlan should get new phones too. These two things have even worse latency than Grandma's. Also, pick out the things you need to buy; you haven't finished using the Intimate Payment feature yet."
Zhu Shulan's mischievous, large eyes shone with an astonishing brightness: "Really? Really?"
Zhu Huiqing lowered her head and responded with a nasal sound: "Mmm."
The holiday passed in the blink of an eye. Before his biological clock from the previous semester had completely died, Lu Chi got up at five o'clock, ran down the mountain, and then used his scooter to launch himself and go around the bend in the drainage ditch.
On February 10th, the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, at 47 minutes and 51 seconds, the winter record was broken.
Morning self-study starts at 6:25 AM and evening self-study ends at 10:40 PM.
In this season, at this time of year, even dogs won't be working in Northeast China, but a high school senior like me has to sell my smiles to make a living.
"Hey, hehe, physics, physics, this is fun, let's copy yours!"
"You copied that! You didn't write it!"
"Does anyone have chemistry knowledge?"
"Hasn't Old Yang arrived yet? Is Bro being made to stand at attention by his teacher's wife again?"
"Where the hell is my math exam paper? Don't let me catch that thief who stole it, or I'll take a taxi to your grave to steal the offerings after you're dead!"
Ran Qingfeng looked up and sized up Lu Chi, who was frantically pulling off his clothes, focusing on his hands and down jacket. Her gaze gradually turned contemptuous: "Shameless thing, you went to drink mutton soup by yourself, didn't you? Luckily, I planned ahead and got up early to grab some braised pork buns!"
"Did I get up earlier than the ducks just to enjoy this malicious slander?" Lu Chi snapped, "Dog nose? Timi's drink from last night still has residue on it?"
"Didn't eat?"
"hold head high!"
Liu Lan turned around and tossed a plastic bag containing an oil-paper packet: "Hey, have some!"
The faint smell of durian that had been lingering just moments before instantly assaulted his brain. Lu Chi's eyes widened, but he didn't dare answer: "What do you mean? Does eating this mean I don't have to marry you?"
"Marry your mother! But last night the pharmacy had sildenafil on sale, eight tablets for two yuan..."
"Ha!" Lu Chi ripped open the plastic bag and, amidst the classroom's chorus of curses, quickly devoured half a pizza, still warm at the time: "Mom, why does this durian pizza taste so milky?"
Liu Lan lifted her bottom: "I'm sitting here, it's huge, smells good, right?"
Lu Chi had just raised his middle finger when he said, "Then I'll have to give it a good try!"
"Quiet! So early in the morning—" Old Yang shoved the back door open, and Old Deng, as if punched in the face, staggered, swallowed his words, slammed the door shut, and reappeared at the front door after a long while: "Are you all trying to fly to the moon so early in the morning? Did you cook with the firecrackers you didn't finish setting off for the New Year? Zhou Zijin, you come up to the podium! Lead the reading!"
Zhou Zijin, who was fast asleep with her head covered, suddenly looked up: "It's not you, Lao Yang??"
Old Yang, with an air of absolute authority, commanded: "Hurry up!"
Ran Qingfeng nudged Lu Chi: "What's going on?"
"This guy ripped off Lao Yang yesterday, it was just a dirty cash transaction." Lu Chi rummaged through his desk drawer, looking for a book: "How's the dorm?"
Ran Qingfeng, with a dignified expression, said: "32B+, but with a bamboo shoot shape, it's still a bit chewy for a girls' high school student. Experts recommend drinking more soy milk, at least two cups a day!"
"Who asked you?" Lu Chi hissed. "Chu Sheng, fucking Chu Sheng, a pure-blooded Slaanesh, and he got his box opened on his very first day in the dorm?"
"I kept the lights off, and my uncle bought her braised pork buns and she also ate pizza."
"Ah, it's all business, I'm not losing money."
The significance of early morning reading is that no one can get a good night's sleep. It's filled with a sense of wandering and a struggle of shouting. As for what is being read, don't worry about the details. The real target is the tone-deaf students who take the opportunity to sing.
After the wailing, some people drank water, and some people relieved themselves.
Fifteen minutes would be enough for the anonymous comrades Zhou Zijin and Zhu Gaizhi to hold a meeting to promote revolutionary friendship, but it would obviously not be enough time to relieve themselves. The regular class was at 7:20. The corridor was full of zombies running with their arms swinging, moving forward at a speed of one step, their faces either empty or ferocious.
Lu Chi had just finished relieving himself and was strolling back when, as he turned the corner of the stairs, several heads came up from below, chattering and shaking the water off their hands. They were in a hurry, but they seemed to have a knack for targeting him, and one of them almost hit him in the ribs.