Even after being reborn, how can I still be trapped by her?

After lunch the next day, Li Changle hesitated and didn't know how to start.

After living a new life, it was still difficult for him to ask his parents for extra money.

But since he really needed it, Li Changle could only bite the bullet and say, "Mom, can you give me more money this week?"

Zheng Ping had planned to give more money to her son because he was wronged. Hearing this, she said, "Okay, how much do you want this week?"

In the past, her son's living expenses were less than 100 yuan per week. Zheng Ping thought about giving her son 100 yuan this week so that he could live more comfortably at school.

But the number her eldest son said scared her. Li Changle smiled and said, "One thousand."

"How much!" Zheng Ping's voice became louder, and Li Weidong looked at his son in surprise.

Li Changle could only smile and continue: "One thousand, can you give me one thousand this week? I want to buy a mobile phone."

"Why do you want a mobile phone? You are a high school student, how can you bring a mobile phone to school!" Zheng Ping glanced at her son, and the meaning of rejection was obvious.

"Oh, mom, I need it." For this thousand yuan, Li Changle, who was in his thirties, acted like a spoiled child in front of his mother, and he couldn't stand himself.

"What's the use? Playing games on your phone? I tell you, you should study hard. You are in the third year of high school and you still don't know how to be nervous. You are slacking off every day. Besides, your school doesn't allow people to bring mobile phones to school?"

Zheng Ping scolded Li Changle, and Li Weidong also echoed beside him: "Lele, why buy a mobile phone now? You should study hard and get into a good university. Your mother and I will equip you with a computer and a mobile phone. You should focus on studying now, okay?"

Both parents disagreed, and Li Changle could only persuade them patiently: "Dad, Mom, I bought a mobile phone so as not to delay my studies, not to play games."

"On the one hand, if I have something at school, I can contact you directly to avoid accidents. On the other hand, like the incident the day before yesterday, if I had a mobile phone, I could call the police directly, or report it to the teacher, and then stop it. It wouldn't take such a big risk, right?"

Zheng Ping and Li Weidong looked at each other, a little undecided. In their eyes, their son's safety and study are both very important.

Li Changle saw that his parents were somewhat moved, and then said: "Also, I beat that kid so badly this time, and his second uncle is the dean of teaching. If I don't have a way to contact you, you won't know if I'm bullied in school. I want to buy a mobile phone to deal with this situation."

"Dad, Mom, don't worry, I'm grown up and know the importance of learning. I also want to get into a good university and honor you in the future. I really don't want to buy a mobile phone for fun!"

Zheng Ping didn't say anything, hesitated for a while, and then looked at Li Weidong with an inquiring look. Although Zheng Ping usually talks a lot in Li Changle's family, Li Weidong usually makes the decision on important matters.

Li Weidong looked at his son, and finally nodded to his wife, which was considered as an agreement.

Seeing that her husband agreed, Zheng Ping said, "Okay, but let's make a deal. Your grades can't fall. If your grades fall, I will confiscate your phone immediately."

"Also, I will ask your class teacher at any time. As long as your class teacher says that you don't listen to the class and play with your phone, I will confiscate your phone. Remember?"

Seeing that he finally convinced his parents, Li Changle breathed a sigh of relief and immediately promised solemnly, "Mom, don't worry, I'm sensible now, I won't do that."

Although she agreed, Zheng Ping was still a little worried. She looked at her son for a long time before getting up and going to the bedroom to get money.

After a while, she came out and took out a stack of 100-yuan bills and handed it to Li Changle, reminding him again, "Remember what I said, your grades can't fall!"

Li Changle took the money and promised his mother again.

........

Today, Li Changle, who used to leave for school at three or four o'clock, left home at more than one o'clock.

Most mobile phones are bought in offline stores these days, so Li Changle went to the electronics city alone.

After bargaining with the boss, he finally spent less than 800 yuan to buy a ZTE U930 mobile phone.

After trying it out, the performance was naturally shit compared to the mobile phone he used before his rebirth, but it was already good in this era, and he didn't have high requirements for performance, as long as it could be used.

After leaving the electronics city, he took the phone and went to school. There would be evening self-study in the evening.

Li Changle lived on campus, and after entering the school, he found his dormitory according to his memory.

The door was still locked, and it seemed that others hadn't arrived yet.

He took out the key and tried it, and easily opened the lock. It seemed that his memory was correct, and this was his dormitory.

After entering the dormitory, he found his bed skillfully, a six-person room.The environment in the male dormitory is naturally not very good, but it is not too bad. At least there are no sports students in their dormitory, and no big guys who are particularly unhygienic.

Throwing the mobile phone box on the bed and tidying up the bed, Li Changle leaned on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

Soon, a roommate arrived.

The person pushed the door and saw Li Changle leaning on the bed. He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Li Changle, you come so early."

But there was no surprise that Li Changle was holding a mobile phone. Although the school clearly prohibited bringing mobile phones to school, many people brought them secretly, but most of them did not bring them to the classroom, but hid them in the dormitory.

Li Changle did not play well with his former high school classmates. They were just ordinary classmates. This was related to the policy of their school. Their school re-divided classes every year, and after the re-dividing of classes, the dormitories were re-divided.

The current roommates have lived together for less than two months, so naturally the relationship is not deep.

Li Changle looked up at the person who came. He only vaguely remembered that his surname was Zhao, but he couldn't remember his specific name. He could only respond with a faint "hmm".

Li Changle still had scratches on his face. Besides, seeing that Li Changle was not in a good mood, the classmate surnamed Zhao stopped talking. He put away his things, sat on the bed, picked up a book and started flipping through it, but he secretly glanced at Li Changle from time to time.

Not long after, another person came in. This time, he opened the door a little too much. It seemed that the person who came in was very reckless. Li Changle frowned slightly and looked at him without saying anything.

The person who came in was very excited to see Li Changle, and said in surprise: "Li Changle? You are here? I heard that you had a fight with Zhang Mingfeng from Class 12! One beat several people, and they all had their hands and feet broken by you, and then you lost too much blood and were sent to the hospital!"

I didn't expect that it would spread so weirdly in just one weekend.

Li Changle put down his phone in silence and asked, "Do you think I have lost too much blood?"

The classmate who came in came over and looked at Li Changle carefully, then said, "No, it's just a little scratch."

After a pause, the person who came in suddenly looked at Li Changle in surprise and shouted, "Damn, Li Changle, are you so fierce? You beat Zhang Mingfeng and several others by yourself, breaking their arms and legs, and you only have such a little scratch!"