The school grass said he had no money
Chapter 16
Chen Haoran paddled the veneer, turned the tip nimbly, and stopped beside the two of them. He pointed at Yue Shu and laughed tremblingly: "Hahaha, are you celebrating the New Year or proposing marriage?"
Yue Shu blushed so much that he could bleed, and raised his legs to stand up.
Ye Jingshuo and Chen Haoran reached out to help him, but Yue Shu proudly refused: "I can do it myself!"
Leaning on his ski poles, Yue Shu staggered to his feet, bringing countless snow particles flying down his body.
Yue Shu threw off the residual snow on his knees, turned around and wanted to leave.
"Ah!!" Suddenly, the girl screamed from far and near, mixed with the wind and snow, "I can't brake!"
As soon as Yue Shu turned his head, he saw the figure rushing forward, and his feet were hit by the skis unexpectedly. Yue Shu felt that the girl behind him hugged his back, and the huge momentum made the two of them lean back together.
Ye Jingshuo didn't dodge or dodge, he was hit on his ankle from the front, and fell face down.
The three of them lay on the snow like a pile of Arhats.
Yue Shu didn't feel any pain at all, because there was a backrest under his body, but Ye Jingshuo's tall and strong body was pressing on him, making his chest hard to breathe.
The breath of the two of them intertwined warmly through the face of the helmet, Yue Shu's cheeks turned red from the cold, and white mist floated on the mirror with his breathing.
Yue Shu looked away uncomfortably, his ears felt hot for no reason, he closed his eyes, turned his face sideways and said, "You are so heavy."
Ye Jingshuo didn't get up, his hand with the plaster was hanging in the air in a strange posture, his brows were tightly frowned, and the frost covering his eyelashes trembled slightly, he said in a difficult voice, "...the arm."
Yue Shu suddenly turned his gaze back, his pupils constricted, and asked with concern: "Arm? Did you drop your arm?"
Ye Jingshuo nodded with a painful expression.
Yue Shu said anxiously: "I'll help you up!"
Ye Jingshuo quickly stopped him and said, "No."
Yue Shu looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"
"...can't move." Ye Jingshuo looked painful, and said every word: "It hurts when you move."
"Then, what should I do then!" Yue Shu was at a loss and didn't dare to move, so he said stiffly, "I'll call an ambulance? You... did you bleed from the fall?"
"It's too late." Ye Jingshuo closed his eyes and said, "I might not last until the ambulance arrives..."
Yue Shu frowned, then narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "What did you say?"
Ye Jingshuo took a deep breath, and said with a resolute expression, "But for you, it's worth losing an arm."
Yue Shu suddenly came to his senses, and angrily hit his helmet: "Are you sick?"
Ye Jingshuo closed his eyes, not angry at all, but a smile that he couldn't hide from the corner of his mouth, he moved closer and said in a low voice, "Your face is so red."
Yue Shu's eyes froze, and Ye Jingshuo's exquisite facial features were very close. There was a sparkling mist in the man's eyes. For some unknown reason, Yue Shu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, but his heart was beating wildly. It seems to have risen a few degrees.
His lips parted, and he stammered, "...I didn't."
"...You guys are going to sink to death." Liang Xiyao's weak voice came from below.
She was about to die of anger. Originally, she had spotted Yue Shu over there just now, so she drove down without slowing down. According to the plan, even if Yue Shu didn't reach out to catch her, at least she could hug her from the back, creating something Chance.
Unexpectedly, Ye Jingshuo was added, and it was self-defeating that they hugged each other face to face.
Liang Xiyao rolled her eyes, she was pressed at the bottom, and it was difficult to speak, she coughed: "Can you two get up first!"
Yue Shu pushed Ye Jingshuo, Chen Haoran came over to help, and then lifted the two people who were pressing on Liang Xiyao.
Liang Xiyao found that her hair was messed up and her helmet was crooked. The good image she worked hard to maintain for Yue Shu was completely ruined.
Yue Shu stretched out his hand to help her up, and asked, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's okay..." She covered her helmet and hurriedly arranged her hair.
Yue Shu felt a little apologetic, and said to her: "I'm sorry, I'll be the host another day and let Ye Jingshuo treat you to dinner."
Ye Jingshuo and Liang Xiyao: "..."
When the group returned to the dormitory, they were exhausted and there was no warm place in their bodies.
Yue Shu climbed onto the bed first, raised his hand to cover the quilt, wrapped himself tightly, and lay down on the bed drowsily.
Ye Jingshuo called him from below, "Yueshu."
Yue Shu turned around and muttered, "Sleepy, don't call me."
Ye Jingshuo paused for a while, then called him again: "Yue Shu."
Yue Shu exhaled heavily through his nostrils, raised the quilt and sat up, and said in a rough voice, "What are you doing?"
Ye Jingshuo raised the plaster cast on his right hand, and gestured to the stairway, "I can't go up."
Yue Shu secretly sighed. Ever since Ye Jingshuo broke his arm, even going to bed was a problem every night. Yue Shu felt guilty and volunteered to undertake the job. To get him up, he had to grin his teeth and exert all his strength, and it was common to be tired and sweaty.
Yue Shu resigned to his fate, so he rolled up his sleeves and got up to help.
Su Hang happened to come in from the door, his hair was wet and dripping, he rubbed it with a towel, and asked casually, "What are you doing?"
Chen Haoran was playing games on the bed with his feet crossed, without raising his eyes, he said, "They are practicing Dafa on the bed."
Several people choked at the same time.
Su Hang hung the towel on the hanger, leaned against the door and watched, and said in a playful tone: "Ye Jingshuo, when Chen Haoran and I were in the dormitory, why didn't I see that you needed someone to help you?"
Ye Jingshuo paused for a moment, then said, "I just want to be helped by someone who is handsome."
Yue Shu's eyebrows and eyes widened slightly, his outstretched hands hung in the air, and he stared blankly at him: "Ye Jingshuo, you..."
Ye Jingshuo blinked at him, grabbed his hand, and jumped onto the bed.
There was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of Yue Shu's mouth, and he continued: "...you really have a vision."
Su Hang's face darkened, he cursed an idiot, turned off the light and went to bed.
Chen Haoran was lying on the bed with his legs crossed high, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him, gossip said: "Coolpai has sent out a new mission again."
Su Hang remained indifferent, and said, "Get the stinky feet away."
Chen Haoran put his feet down and said innocently: "Don't take your anger out on me."
Yue Shu couldn't help but asked, "What's the latest mission?"
Ye Jingshuo, who had been silent all this time, took away the phone and said suddenly, "Why are you asking this?"
Yue Shu paused, remembering what Ye Jingshuo had told him not to live broadcast again, he swallowed the words again, and said, "It's just... curious, just curious."
"This time it seems quite boring," Chen Haoran said: "The latest task is written as 'skills', and the small characters are marked with 'qin, chess, calligraphy and painting'. It seems that the meaning of the prompt is to choose one."
Chen Haoran asked: "Bosses, is there anyone who can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
Ye Jingshuo didn't say anything.
In the dark, Yue Shu lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I can play the drums, and I won a prize in the provincial competition in junior high school..."
"Oh? Really? Our little Yueyue is quite talented!"
Ye Jingshuo's cold voice suddenly said: "Yue Shu, aren't you sleepy?"
Yue Shu pursed his lips tightly and hissed obediently.
He was puzzled, and he didn't know why Ye Jingshuo was so opposed to his live broadcast. Since he earned a full 3000 RMB last time, Yue Shu had to admit that he was a little moved. For a period of time, Yang Lan worked four or five shifts a day, went to the hospital in the morning, changed clothes as soon as she got home in the afternoon, went to a restaurant to work as a part-time job, worked as a babysitter, and worked as a cleaner... She has done the hardest and most tiring work, and she has worked hard for a whole week , but did not make as much money as he did live streaming for half an hour.
Thinking about it is bitter, obviously as long as you spare half an hour a week, you can get such a generous reward, why not do it?
Besides, no matter how high-sounding Ye Jingshuo's words were, didn't he still participate in every mission without fail?
The video is still there, and it's all iron-clad evidence.
Yue Shu was annoyed, just now he was too tired to open his eyelids, but now he became nervous again, without any sleepiness.
The bedroom gradually fell into silence, Chen Haoran's snoring came as expected, each sound was stronger than the other, Yue Shu frowned when he heard it, and his heart became more and more irritable.
He took the phone, stared at the main screen for a long time, and finally turned on Kuipai.
Since the last live broadcast of the haunted house, Yue Shu's fans have skyrocketed, and there are constant private messages every day, both men and women, and everyone asks about everything.
And the person who called himself "the system" bought some kind of membership or cheat. The chat box that Yue Shu chatted with him has been placed at the top of the private message interface, and he can't delete it even if he wants to.
The "system" would send him some inexplicable words every day, such as "Do you want to bind me", "I have special skills to save Ye Jingshuo", "I can make you rich overnight" and so on.
And this time, the latest chat content shows:
"Yue Shu, do you believe in past lives?"
Yue Shu looked at the format and knew what this person wanted to do. He typed: "Don't buy it, get out."
"..."
It appeared there almost immediately, and the top of the page showed that it was typing, and the 'system' persistently sent a message:
"I can help you restore the memory of your previous life, are you interested?"
Yue Shu snorted through his nose, and couldn't help being happy. He found that the marketing methods are becoming more and more powerful nowadays. In order to make people interested, scammers can think of any tricks.
He casually typed a line: "Didn't you say that you are a system, why did you even pull out the memories of your previous life?"
The other end replied quickly, and quickly sent a paragraph:
"Yue Shu, originally after you were reborn, you should retain the memory of your previous life, but I don't know which step went wrong. You can't remember it now, and I haven't investigated the specific reason here."
Yue Shu looked confused, and cursed inexplicably: "What a mess, you have a second-degree illness."
As soon as the words were sent, there was silence for a minute, and the top of the chat box finally showed typing:
"Other systems have already been bound to their own hosts. Only you have been refusing to accept me. I am also very troubled."
……
Host?
Yue Shu had never heard of this word before, so he didn't know what it meant.
In his memory, he had seen a movie called Alien. It was a foreign movie and it was divided into several parts. Boys can't stand it, and the human beings inhabited by aliens in the film are commonly known as "hosts".
Yue Shu gradually frowned, he could hold coins.
"You're disgusting," he typed.
There seemed to be a blow over there, and he didn't reply a message for a long time. When Yue Shu was about to fall asleep, he sent two words:
"Feel sorry."
Yue Shu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, paused with his thumb, and typed again: "What you said is like a joke, how can I believe you, is there any evidence?"
The other end immediately replied: "I know about your previous life."
Yue Shu tugged at the quilt and turned over, intending to play with him, and typed with great interest: "Then tell me, what did I do in my previous life?"
The author has something to say: the next chapter will be updated at 11:50 on Wednesday night, three chapters will be released in one
Yue Shu blushed so much that he could bleed, and raised his legs to stand up.
Ye Jingshuo and Chen Haoran reached out to help him, but Yue Shu proudly refused: "I can do it myself!"
Leaning on his ski poles, Yue Shu staggered to his feet, bringing countless snow particles flying down his body.
Yue Shu threw off the residual snow on his knees, turned around and wanted to leave.
"Ah!!" Suddenly, the girl screamed from far and near, mixed with the wind and snow, "I can't brake!"
As soon as Yue Shu turned his head, he saw the figure rushing forward, and his feet were hit by the skis unexpectedly. Yue Shu felt that the girl behind him hugged his back, and the huge momentum made the two of them lean back together.
Ye Jingshuo didn't dodge or dodge, he was hit on his ankle from the front, and fell face down.
The three of them lay on the snow like a pile of Arhats.
Yue Shu didn't feel any pain at all, because there was a backrest under his body, but Ye Jingshuo's tall and strong body was pressing on him, making his chest hard to breathe.
The breath of the two of them intertwined warmly through the face of the helmet, Yue Shu's cheeks turned red from the cold, and white mist floated on the mirror with his breathing.
Yue Shu looked away uncomfortably, his ears felt hot for no reason, he closed his eyes, turned his face sideways and said, "You are so heavy."
Ye Jingshuo didn't get up, his hand with the plaster was hanging in the air in a strange posture, his brows were tightly frowned, and the frost covering his eyelashes trembled slightly, he said in a difficult voice, "...the arm."
Yue Shu suddenly turned his gaze back, his pupils constricted, and asked with concern: "Arm? Did you drop your arm?"
Ye Jingshuo nodded with a painful expression.
Yue Shu said anxiously: "I'll help you up!"
Ye Jingshuo quickly stopped him and said, "No."
Yue Shu looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"
"...can't move." Ye Jingshuo looked painful, and said every word: "It hurts when you move."
"Then, what should I do then!" Yue Shu was at a loss and didn't dare to move, so he said stiffly, "I'll call an ambulance? You... did you bleed from the fall?"
"It's too late." Ye Jingshuo closed his eyes and said, "I might not last until the ambulance arrives..."
Yue Shu frowned, then narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "What did you say?"
Ye Jingshuo took a deep breath, and said with a resolute expression, "But for you, it's worth losing an arm."
Yue Shu suddenly came to his senses, and angrily hit his helmet: "Are you sick?"
Ye Jingshuo closed his eyes, not angry at all, but a smile that he couldn't hide from the corner of his mouth, he moved closer and said in a low voice, "Your face is so red."
Yue Shu's eyes froze, and Ye Jingshuo's exquisite facial features were very close. There was a sparkling mist in the man's eyes. For some unknown reason, Yue Shu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, but his heart was beating wildly. It seems to have risen a few degrees.
His lips parted, and he stammered, "...I didn't."
"...You guys are going to sink to death." Liang Xiyao's weak voice came from below.
She was about to die of anger. Originally, she had spotted Yue Shu over there just now, so she drove down without slowing down. According to the plan, even if Yue Shu didn't reach out to catch her, at least she could hug her from the back, creating something Chance.
Unexpectedly, Ye Jingshuo was added, and it was self-defeating that they hugged each other face to face.
Liang Xiyao rolled her eyes, she was pressed at the bottom, and it was difficult to speak, she coughed: "Can you two get up first!"
Yue Shu pushed Ye Jingshuo, Chen Haoran came over to help, and then lifted the two people who were pressing on Liang Xiyao.
Liang Xiyao found that her hair was messed up and her helmet was crooked. The good image she worked hard to maintain for Yue Shu was completely ruined.
Yue Shu stretched out his hand to help her up, and asked, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's okay..." She covered her helmet and hurriedly arranged her hair.
Yue Shu felt a little apologetic, and said to her: "I'm sorry, I'll be the host another day and let Ye Jingshuo treat you to dinner."
Ye Jingshuo and Liang Xiyao: "..."
When the group returned to the dormitory, they were exhausted and there was no warm place in their bodies.
Yue Shu climbed onto the bed first, raised his hand to cover the quilt, wrapped himself tightly, and lay down on the bed drowsily.
Ye Jingshuo called him from below, "Yueshu."
Yue Shu turned around and muttered, "Sleepy, don't call me."
Ye Jingshuo paused for a while, then called him again: "Yue Shu."
Yue Shu exhaled heavily through his nostrils, raised the quilt and sat up, and said in a rough voice, "What are you doing?"
Ye Jingshuo raised the plaster cast on his right hand, and gestured to the stairway, "I can't go up."
Yue Shu secretly sighed. Ever since Ye Jingshuo broke his arm, even going to bed was a problem every night. Yue Shu felt guilty and volunteered to undertake the job. To get him up, he had to grin his teeth and exert all his strength, and it was common to be tired and sweaty.
Yue Shu resigned to his fate, so he rolled up his sleeves and got up to help.
Su Hang happened to come in from the door, his hair was wet and dripping, he rubbed it with a towel, and asked casually, "What are you doing?"
Chen Haoran was playing games on the bed with his feet crossed, without raising his eyes, he said, "They are practicing Dafa on the bed."
Several people choked at the same time.
Su Hang hung the towel on the hanger, leaned against the door and watched, and said in a playful tone: "Ye Jingshuo, when Chen Haoran and I were in the dormitory, why didn't I see that you needed someone to help you?"
Ye Jingshuo paused for a moment, then said, "I just want to be helped by someone who is handsome."
Yue Shu's eyebrows and eyes widened slightly, his outstretched hands hung in the air, and he stared blankly at him: "Ye Jingshuo, you..."
Ye Jingshuo blinked at him, grabbed his hand, and jumped onto the bed.
There was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of Yue Shu's mouth, and he continued: "...you really have a vision."
Su Hang's face darkened, he cursed an idiot, turned off the light and went to bed.
Chen Haoran was lying on the bed with his legs crossed high, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him, gossip said: "Coolpai has sent out a new mission again."
Su Hang remained indifferent, and said, "Get the stinky feet away."
Chen Haoran put his feet down and said innocently: "Don't take your anger out on me."
Yue Shu couldn't help but asked, "What's the latest mission?"
Ye Jingshuo, who had been silent all this time, took away the phone and said suddenly, "Why are you asking this?"
Yue Shu paused, remembering what Ye Jingshuo had told him not to live broadcast again, he swallowed the words again, and said, "It's just... curious, just curious."
"This time it seems quite boring," Chen Haoran said: "The latest task is written as 'skills', and the small characters are marked with 'qin, chess, calligraphy and painting'. It seems that the meaning of the prompt is to choose one."
Chen Haoran asked: "Bosses, is there anyone who can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
Ye Jingshuo didn't say anything.
In the dark, Yue Shu lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I can play the drums, and I won a prize in the provincial competition in junior high school..."
"Oh? Really? Our little Yueyue is quite talented!"
Ye Jingshuo's cold voice suddenly said: "Yue Shu, aren't you sleepy?"
Yue Shu pursed his lips tightly and hissed obediently.
He was puzzled, and he didn't know why Ye Jingshuo was so opposed to his live broadcast. Since he earned a full 3000 RMB last time, Yue Shu had to admit that he was a little moved. For a period of time, Yang Lan worked four or five shifts a day, went to the hospital in the morning, changed clothes as soon as she got home in the afternoon, went to a restaurant to work as a part-time job, worked as a babysitter, and worked as a cleaner... She has done the hardest and most tiring work, and she has worked hard for a whole week , but did not make as much money as he did live streaming for half an hour.
Thinking about it is bitter, obviously as long as you spare half an hour a week, you can get such a generous reward, why not do it?
Besides, no matter how high-sounding Ye Jingshuo's words were, didn't he still participate in every mission without fail?
The video is still there, and it's all iron-clad evidence.
Yue Shu was annoyed, just now he was too tired to open his eyelids, but now he became nervous again, without any sleepiness.
The bedroom gradually fell into silence, Chen Haoran's snoring came as expected, each sound was stronger than the other, Yue Shu frowned when he heard it, and his heart became more and more irritable.
He took the phone, stared at the main screen for a long time, and finally turned on Kuipai.
Since the last live broadcast of the haunted house, Yue Shu's fans have skyrocketed, and there are constant private messages every day, both men and women, and everyone asks about everything.
And the person who called himself "the system" bought some kind of membership or cheat. The chat box that Yue Shu chatted with him has been placed at the top of the private message interface, and he can't delete it even if he wants to.
The "system" would send him some inexplicable words every day, such as "Do you want to bind me", "I have special skills to save Ye Jingshuo", "I can make you rich overnight" and so on.
And this time, the latest chat content shows:
"Yue Shu, do you believe in past lives?"
Yue Shu looked at the format and knew what this person wanted to do. He typed: "Don't buy it, get out."
"..."
It appeared there almost immediately, and the top of the page showed that it was typing, and the 'system' persistently sent a message:
"I can help you restore the memory of your previous life, are you interested?"
Yue Shu snorted through his nose, and couldn't help being happy. He found that the marketing methods are becoming more and more powerful nowadays. In order to make people interested, scammers can think of any tricks.
He casually typed a line: "Didn't you say that you are a system, why did you even pull out the memories of your previous life?"
The other end replied quickly, and quickly sent a paragraph:
"Yue Shu, originally after you were reborn, you should retain the memory of your previous life, but I don't know which step went wrong. You can't remember it now, and I haven't investigated the specific reason here."
Yue Shu looked confused, and cursed inexplicably: "What a mess, you have a second-degree illness."
As soon as the words were sent, there was silence for a minute, and the top of the chat box finally showed typing:
"Other systems have already been bound to their own hosts. Only you have been refusing to accept me. I am also very troubled."
……
Host?
Yue Shu had never heard of this word before, so he didn't know what it meant.
In his memory, he had seen a movie called Alien. It was a foreign movie and it was divided into several parts. Boys can't stand it, and the human beings inhabited by aliens in the film are commonly known as "hosts".
Yue Shu gradually frowned, he could hold coins.
"You're disgusting," he typed.
There seemed to be a blow over there, and he didn't reply a message for a long time. When Yue Shu was about to fall asleep, he sent two words:
"Feel sorry."
Yue Shu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, paused with his thumb, and typed again: "What you said is like a joke, how can I believe you, is there any evidence?"
The other end immediately replied: "I know about your previous life."
Yue Shu tugged at the quilt and turned over, intending to play with him, and typed with great interest: "Then tell me, what did I do in my previous life?"
The author has something to say: the next chapter will be updated at 11:50 on Wednesday night, three chapters will be released in one
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