After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

"It was a mistake on my part and I'm very sorry."

Qu Zhong was still insisting on apologizing, but he was already dragged into the sightseeing bus by the half-white-haired old man.

"You have done a great job for the company."

"That's right, this pineapple will definitely become our company's new star product."

"How can we blame you, it's too late to reward you."

Surrounded by a group of people, he was taken to the laboratory, and the researchers did not let him go back until he wrote down his daily operations for the past month and slightly modified some ingredient ratios.

But after collecting the soil quality in the greenhouse, they came to the conclusion of the soil influence.

Moreover, the pineapple greenhouse was quickly taken back by the laboratory to take care of it personally, in order to reproduce the soil composition and expand the planting range.

So he, a handyman who did a coincidence, finally got a reward of 5 yuan from the company, and the matter was left alone.

But this incident also reminded him that he must come up with a detailed formula for the fertilizers to be used in the future. If this situation does not happen again, he really can't tell.

With a huge sum of 5 yuan in his pocket, Qu Zhong bid farewell to the research base before the start of school, intending to take advantage of the two days before the start of school to go back to school to rest and recuperate.

When Ronaldinho came to see him off before leaving, he also gave his personal phone number, and told him to contact him directly when he needed to work part-time.

"Don't forget to contact me. Mr. Zhang said that you are a lucky star. Now it seems that you are right."

"If you still need to work part-time, I must contact you."

Qu Zhong scratched his head with a smile, he didn't say anything dead, but just followed his words and responded to him.

According to the requirements of the agronomy major, he will be able to participate in the internship in his junior year next year, and according to the arrangement of the counselor, he can return to his hometown as a demonstration of poverty alleviation to start a business, which is considered an internship.

So probably... this should be the last time to work this kind of holiday.

Declining Xiao Luo's plan to call a taxi for help, Qu Zhong went back to school leisurely by the bus as before.

Climbing up to the fourth floor, before the door was opened, there was already a loud noise coming from inside.

"Who knows where this notebook came from, he couldn't have stolen it."

"Zhong Heng, why are you talking? It's normal for people to buy a computer. What nonsense are you talking about!" A gentle voice immediately scolded.

Qu Zhong paused the hand that pushed the door, he was a little embarrassed and didn't know whether he should go in now.

"As long as you pretend to be kind, everyone in our dormitory doesn't know that he is a villain. Why? Give him face."

The sarcastic voice sounded again, and the people on the opposite side lost their words, and only Zhong Heng was left in the dormitory to enumerate the strange things that Qu Zhong had done.

"Okay, what you said is groundless, so stop talking nonsense."

As soon as this voice was heard, it was their head of the house, Liu Minghua. He didn't jump out to stop it until Zhong Heng had finished complaining. In my memory, the head of the house is a "good guy"

"Did I also hear what others said..."

Hearing Liu Minghua's voice, Zhong Heng finally stopped talking, and it seemed that he was a little afraid of the head of the house.

The bedroom finally fell silent.

"Ahem." Qu Zhong coughed dryly while pushing open the bedroom door.

The three people in the dormitory, whether it was Zhong Heng who said bad things or the other two who stopped him from speaking, all showed embarrassing expressions, and their expressions were slightly unnatural.

"Hehe, Qu Zhong, you are here." Fan Ci who was sleeping on the upper bunk next to him was the first to speak, and it was also the voice that stopped Zhong Heng first.

Fan Cijia is a native of this city. He came from the education of his parents who are teachers. He exudes the aura of a schoolmaster from the inside out. His favorite action is to push his pair of high glasses.

"Well! The part-time job is over and I just came back."

Ignoring Zhong Heng, whose face was slightly red, Qu Zhong walked to his desk and put down his backpack, slowly took out the clothes he brought, and finally the 5 yuan in cash he just got.

boom--

With a slight sound, the neat 7000 yuan was just casually dropped on the table.

Qu Zhong turned his head and asked, "Does anyone want to use the bathroom now? I'll take a shower."

"..."

After a short silence, Fan Ci shook his head first: "I won't go, you can go."

Qu Zhong looked at the other two and saw that they both shook their heads, so he took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

And the thick stacks of money became completely strange in the eyes of the remaining three people.

Although a few of them are well-off families, their monthly living expenses are only 1000 yuan. This 5 yuan is their living expenses for several years.

Unexpectedly, when Qu Zhong was brushing his hair and leaving the bathroom, it was Liu Minghua who asked him first: "Did you earn this money from a part-time job?"

"Yeah!" Qu Zhong nodded, dragged his chair and sat down before continuing to explain: "I went to work in an agricultural company, and I helped them a little, so I gave them some rewards."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zhong Heng and added with a smile: "As for this laptop, it's the stocks and funds I bought that started to make money. As you all know, my major is economics."

The original owner's strong desire for money was fully reflected in his elective courses, and several people in the dormitory could more or less feel this.

"So you heard it all!" Zhong Heng muttered in a low voice, and seemed to realize that what he said was wrong, he quickly covered his mouth, and even the roots of his ears turned red.

"As for what you said, I admit to a large part." Qu Zhong laughed.

What Zhong Heng said about not taking roll call for dormitory roommates, refusing to help them occupy a seat, and complaining to the teacher, a large part of it is true.

Of course, the snatching of places for poor students and bribing counselors are nothing but fiction.

The original owner is extremely face-saving, and he wished that the title of poor student would disappear forever. How could he still make small moves with great fanfare.

"I..." Zhong Heng was at a loss for words, and he didn't know what to answer, and then he heard Qu Zhong continue: "But I have never done this thing of bribing the counselor and the quota of poor students."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at a few people and simply turned on the computer.

"..."

"Ahem!" Zhong Heng walked timidly behind Qu Zhong, and quickly said, "I was wrong just now, I'm sorry." After speaking, he bowed and returned to his desk.

This move doubled Qu Zhong's affection, and he re-examined this big boy who is quick to talk more than his head.

Zhong Heng is a rare handsome guy in the Agricultural University, but what doesn't match his appearance at all is his carefree personality and huge appetite that can eat ten buns in one meal.

"Then I also apologize to you for what happened in the past. Now, I realize that it was caused by my inferiority complex."

Now that he heard his sincere apology, Qu Zhong also turned his head and started talking to him.

As soon as his words came out, the other three people in the dormitory were stunned. Even Liu Minghua, who had been flipping through the book, was stunned for a moment, and quietly looked at Qu Zhong from the corner of his eye.

"No, no, no..." Zhong Heng was flattered and waved his hands quickly, and his words were a little incoherent.

"Although I don't want to admit it, it's the truth." Qu Zhong turned his head back with a sigh, staring at the screen and said, "However! I now find that it's more interesting to change fate with my own hands."

After finishing speaking, he actually laughed inexplicably, and the whole dormitory was filled with his hearty laughter.

Liu Minghua's eyes darkened, and he forced himself to turn his eyes back to the book.

He hates the open-minded Qu Zhong even more than the small-bellied Qu Zhong before.

Just wait...he's going to stop this man from laughing again.

Looking sideways at Liu Minghua, who had gloomy eyes, Qu Zhong raised his brows, quite surprised by the attitude of the head of the house.

In the original text, the only person in the dormitory who still kept in touch with him after graduation was Liu Minghua, and the two of them would occasionally get together for a meal or something.

But looking at his expression now, it doesn't seem like he is friendly to him at all.

Out of the corner of his eye, Liu Minghua gradually clenched his fingers holding the book, his jaw line stretched into a straight line, as if he was trying his best to hide his anger.

interesting……

Tapping the table with his fingers, Qu Zhong looked away, opened Q/Q and sent a message to the counselor.

[Qu Zhong: Teacher, I want to cancel my quota for poor students this year]

[Counselor; cancel?Why. 】

【Qu Zhong; I saved some money from a part-time job during the summer vacation, so I no longer have to worry about tuition fees. 】

[Counselor: That's it, okay!It just so happens that there are students in our class who need it. 】

For such a poor student quota last semester, the original owner felt that his self-esteem was rubbed against the ground. If he knew Qu Zhong's words and canceled this quota, he didn't know how he would feel.

After closing the chat window, the clock on the table showed that it was six o'clock in the afternoon. Qu Zhong got up and stretched his waist, then turned his head and asked a few people: "I'm going to the cafeteria, is anyone going with me?"

"I'm going."

"I, I want to go too."

It was Fan Ci and the two who answered, and Zhong Heng stood up with an awkward expression, and said falteringly, "I'm going to get a meal card first."

He comes from a wealthy family, and he has never eaten in the cafeteria since he entered the university, but thinking of the conversation with Qu Zhong in the afternoon, he felt that he should set an example first and establish a good relationship with his roommates.

"Okay, let's go then."

The food in their school cafeteria is famous... notoriously bad.

I don't know which leader's family members contracted the cafeteria, and took the organic ingredients grown by the school themselves, and they made them extremely unpalatable, and those organic vegetables and meat were in vain.

This also directly led to the booming business of the small restaurant in front of the school.

There are very few people in the school who go to the cafeteria to eat at the beginning of each month, because that is the time when everyone's living expenses are the most abundant.

"Liu Minghua, let's go together." Fan Ci hooked the handle of the lunch box with his index finger and greeted casually.

"I……"

beep beep beep beep

Liu Minghua, who was about to turn around and say something, his eyes lit up, he quickly sat back, waved his hands casually and said, "You guys go." His hands began to dance on the keyboard.

"it is good!"

The three of them didn't say any more, seeing that he was busy with business, they didn't disturb him, and just walked past him in a muffled voice.

The sharp-eyed Qu Zhong saw the Q/Q dialog box jumping on the screen at a glance, and the three bright characters of counselor were on the top.

The first sentence of the conversation was that the counselor told him that the application for poor student qualifications had been approved.

He thought, he finally knew why Liu Minghua hated him so much.