If honesty is a disease

The prize for 500 meters is a choice between toothpaste, toothbrush and photo album. Geng Zhi asked for the photo album. He thought that the toothpaste would be gone after brushing, and the photo album could be used to store photos.The cover is a snoopy with a nice smile, very cute, if you open it and put Mo Fang's photo inside, it will be perfect.

Mo Fang didn't know what he was thinking, but no matter what the prize was, he felt very honored.If Geng Zhi chooses toothpaste, he will suggest that Geng Zhi give up the toothpaste, which he bought with sweat.

"Mo Fang, can you get your manuscript back?"

"What manuscript?"

"The one who ran, the one who wrote to me."

Mo Fang hurriedly shook his head: "How can I get back the handed-in manuscript? It's gone after reading it. They've already thrown it away." Why take it back? It's embarrassing.

Geng Zhi was in a hurry and ran away without saying a word.Mo Fang was a little confused, he just disappeared from his face?Not even saying goodbye?

"Mo Fang, what are you going to do with the delicious food?" Fatty Xue came over and squatted in front of him.

Mo Fang flicked his wrist: "Did your father give you pocket money?"

"Ten yuan." Xue Tianyu covered his pocket, and then struggled to let go, "I can't borrow too much, I want to save up to buy CDs."

"Look at your future, who asked you to borrow it!" Mo Fang glared at him, "Look, even my mother who has no money like me gave me two yuan, ten yuan for you, let alone a rich one. gone."

"so?"

"So," Mo Fang picked up the bag on one side, which contained all kinds of snacks that the classmates who asked him to write manuscripts just now bribed. Sell ​​snacks."

"..." Xue Tianyu looked at him blankly, "Do you really want to sell it? Don't keep it for food? There are a lot of imported ones!"

"It's because there are a lot of imported ones that we sell them."

"Don't you like snacks?"

"I like snacks, but I have never eaten them," Mo Fang said, "but I like money more."

Xue Tianyu didn't know whether he was sad for himself or for Mo Fang. He only wanted to eat, but Mo Fang wanted to exchange these into money: "Let's go together, I will accompany you."

"Are you going with me?" Mo Fang was surprised. Xue Pang would go with him. This kid always loves his face so much that he would go with him? "Are you sure? Do you understand what I just said? I said I was going to sell things, these, at school."

"Understood."

"Are you sure you want to go to shame with me?"

"Where are you going to be ashamed?" Geng Zhi hesitated.

Mo Fang turned his head to look at Geng Zhi, as if running over: "Why did you go?"

Geng Zhi covered his pockets: "No reason," just went to the trash can to look through the manuscript, "What happened? Why did you say you were going to lose face?"

Fatty Xue held out his chest in a very loyal way: "Go and sell things for Mo Fang. I'll be with him."

Geng Zhi looked at the plastic bag in his hand: "These?"

"Yeah, they gave me the manuscript when I wrote it, and I'm going to exchange it for money."

"How much are you going to sell?"

"Whatever, as much as you can sell."

"I'll go." Geng Zhi took the bag, "You wait here."

"..." Mo Fang wondered, "What are you doing?"

"That's right, what are you doing, Mo Fang won't share your money." Fatty Xue said.

Geng Zhi looked at Xue Pang: "You think I'm just like you, except for food and money."

"That!" Fatty Xue became anxious, pointing at Mo Fang, "It's not the same with him."

"He's different. He's also in charge of being handsome. Otherwise, you'll hold a sign at the next sports meeting?"

"upright!!"

"Hahaha!"

Mo Fang laughed and burst into tears: "Gongzhi, why do you always tell the truth."

"cut!"

Geng Zhi really took the bag and left. Xue Fat looked at the stunned Mo Fang and decided not to fall behind Geng Zhi. This Geng Zhi had to fight with himself every time, and made him ashamed in front of Mo Fang every time. Really, very, Hate!

Xue Tianyu caught up with Geng Zhi and went to help Mo Fang sell things together. Mo Fang came to his senses and felt that these two people were really naive, and it was enough to embarrass him alone, so he insisted on going on the pole together.

Mo Fang ran a few steps to catch up with them and snatched the bag from Geng Zhi's hand: "I'll do it myself, the money I earn gives me a sense of accomplishment."

Geng Zhi didn't argue this time, but he didn't leave and stayed with him.

Mo Fang’s peddling was still very successful. Many students had pocket money in their pockets, and the things in Mo Fang’s plastic bags were all loose. Imported sugar was [-] cents a piece, and a small bag of two biscuits was also [-] cents. They are all English-packaged chocolate brewed drinks. This pack sells for one piece. In the end, even Xue Tianyu couldn't help but bought a pack and kept it for home drinking.

After a while, the plastic bag was empty, and a few people sat there counting the money, and there was actually a small 30 yuan.Mo Fang was so happy that he was crazy, nothing else, he earned it by himself.

"Does this count as my indirect income from writing the manuscript?" Mo Fang asked.

"Forget it." Geng Zhi nodded, and Xue Tianyu also nodded.

Mo Fang was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Tell me, does anyone in our school need to write a love letter or something? I think I can also write it for you."

Geng Zhi didn't expect him to think of this. He thought for a moment about the love letters held by the boys and girls who fell in love with each other in the school, each of them had a copy, all written by Mo Fang.

No, definitely not! ! !Writing sports meeting manuscripts is already the limit, and other things are not enough.

"No." Geng Zhi objected.

"Why?" Mo Fang was in the mood to make money, so he was naturally unhappy when he saw honesty objecting.

"Underage, you can't fall in love early. This business can't be done."

Mo Fang retorted: "It is to prevent puppy love, but liking is uncontrollable. Even if you don't fall in love and hold hands, it is always possible to write an anonymous little love poem."

"But it's very dangerous. If you think about it, if you are caught, the handwriting will be yours. People say you wrote it to them, and you will be punished."

Xue Fat heard what Geng Zhi said, thought for a while, and nodded: "Yes, what Geng Zhi said is correct, physical evidence is direct evidence, your handwriting is very bad for you, and the classmate holding the love letter will definitely say yes in order to avoid punishment. You wrote to her."

"Then, if the person holding the love letter was a boy, would he say the same thing? The teacher wouldn't believe me if I wrote it to him. It would be false if I heard it. How could I write a love letter to a boy!!"

"The problem is, if you wrote it, others will say that it was passed on for you."

Mo Fang snorted: "Okay. Although the teacher is not a fool, I must ask the parents for this matter, forget it."

Regarding how to make money, Mo Fang did not discuss success, and the three of them also had their own ideas.After noon, when the sports meeting ended, Xue Pang's father came to pick him up and left first. Geng Zhi and Mo Fang walked home, passing by a bun shop on the way, and the hot buns had just been steamed.It was very fragrant, and Mo Fang's stomach was rumbling.

"Gengzhi, I'll treat you to a steamed bun."

Seeing that Mo Fang was so happy, he nodded honestly and said yes.

The two bought meat buns and ate them as they walked. Geng Zhi wanted to walk with Mo Fang for a while, so he took Mo Fang and turned into the alley. The buns in his hands had just been eaten, and before they could be swallowed completely, they heard a few people running behind. Come over and get a tap on the shoulder.

Looking back, there are three boys, much taller than them, but they are not adults at first glance, but they are definitely older than them, like high school students, but the school uniforms they see through do not look like high school students.

Mo Fang took Geng Zhi's arm and wanted to leave quickly, while he still held the bag on his chest tightly with one hand. Geng Zhi's bag had been on Mo Fang's body since Geng Zhi participated in the project, and he was holding it every time he went to the toilet.At this moment, there is even more attention, there is a camera inside.

The three boys were one step ahead of them, one was behind, and the two went around to stop them. One of them pointed and said, "Bring me the bag."

The author has something to say: Mo Fang: Bring the bag!

Geng Zhi: Just pack it?Real estate certificate, bank card, ID card, account book, jacket, pants, underwear, dear, don't you want to be together?

Girls, the first year of 16 is good luck, yooooo!