Sand sculpture and salted fish want to fall in love [Rebirth]

Lin Facai thought about it, but he didn't expect that Shen Gubei still had the trump card of 'complaining'.

What made him even more unexpected was that Zheng Gang, who had just woken up, really walked towards them.

The intimidating Xiasan rolled his eyes and glanced around, his body shrouded in a menacing deterrent, capable of hitting ten children with one punch.

"Who bullied you?" Zheng Annan frowned slightly with his dark sword eyebrows, looking down at Lin Facai from a high position, "Is it you?"

"No, no." Lin Facai was afraid of going head-to-head with Zheng Annan, so he gave up on the spot, "I made a joke with him, just a joke."

"Just kidding, does he know you well?"

"Not familiar, not familiar at all!" Lin Facai shook his head in denial.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Gubei took over and said, "Actually, I have had many private exchanges with classmate Lin Facai."

Lin Facai:? ? ?

Zheng Annan frowned even more when he heard this.

Shen Gubei said slowly, "Last week..."

"That's right, Shen Gubei picked up something I lost last week and returned it to me." Lin Facai almost broke out in a cold sweat, and said incoherently, "Thank you Shen Gubei, I haven't thanked you enough yet, thank you very much!"

"What did you pick up?" Zheng Annan rubbed his hair, his eyes lingering between the two of them.

According to Zheng Annan's long-term observation, the tablemate used to be reticent, and only got closer to his neighbor Wei Zeling.

Why did he and Lin Facai have a personal relationship all of a sudden?

Could it be that he wants to repeat the same mistakes and sign a labor contract with Lin Facai, giving him five yuan a day?

Zheng Annan's brain was wide open, with a sudden sense of crisis, he scolded Lin Facai with a sullen face, "Are you not sincere in your thanks?"

"What sincerity?" Lin Facai asked cautiously.

Zheng Annan stretched out Jin Gui's finger and pointed to the ground, "Kneel down and kowtow three times."

"Pfft—" Shen Gubei laughed out loud.

As a civilized person, of course he opposed the bad feudal habit of 'kneeling and kowtowing', and waved his hand to signal Lin Facai to leave quickly.

Lin Facai really couldn't afford to be a leader, so he took a few big and tall guys and rolled to another corner of the playground in desperation.

"I said Dalin, what are you doing?" Walking to a distance, one of the tall ones questioned Lin Facai, "You just asked me to vent your anger for you, but you didn't say you would offend Brother Nan."

"That's right, if there is a fight, can you take responsibility?"

Although in Shen Gubei's eyes, Zheng Annan is a sand sculpture who only bullies elementary school students.But everyone in Qingli Middle School knew that Zheng Annan was quick and ruthless in his strikes, whether he was singled out or in a group fight, he could always win a big victory.

In addition, Zheng Annan is rich and generous.There are several powerful younger brothers around him, and even many gangsters outside the school are afraid of Brother Nan.

If Lin Facai really offended Brother Nan, he would have a hard time in the future.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I really didn't expect Brother Nan to show up." Lin Facai hurriedly appease the tall men and promised to treat them to eat popsicles for half a month before calming everyone's anger.

As a result, Lin Facai felt more and more aggrieved when he had to lose his fortune without revenge.

After all, why did Zheng Annan come out to support Shen Gubei?What is the relationship between them?

Meanwhile, on the other side of the playground.

After Lin Facai left with his little ones, Shen Gubei took advantage of the situation and sat against the wall, taking out a shorthand booklet of English words from his pocket.Completely ignoring Zheng Annan, as if nothing happened just now.

"Hey! Hey, hey! Hey, hey!" Zheng Annan, who was left in the cold, circled around him, trying to attract the attention of his deskmate.

Shen Gubei just waved his hand to drive him away, throwing it away after use, very ruthless.

Zheng Annan was definitely not happy, so he sat down next to him in his school uniform, "This is a physical education class."

"Well, so what?"

"You are so weak, you should do more exercise."

"You're right." Shen Gubei calmly asked the question without raising his head, "Ask them, who is willing to take me to exercise?"

Shen Gubei is a little short in stature, and his physique is still weak. The boys in the class often laugh at him for being a sissy.

Whether playing basketball, football, or smashing sandbags, no boy wants to take him to play.

Zheng Annan used his brain and gave a solution, "You can play with girls."

"What are you playing? Jumping rubber bands or flipping rope?"

"Looks like it's fine." Zheng Annan imitated Shen Gu Bei bouncing around, stretching out his white hands to turn over the flower rope, the picture was inexplicably cute.

Shen Gubei sneered twice, ignoring him.

Zheng Annan was indomitable, leaned over and continued to bother him, "Then you just sit there dryly?"

Shen Gubei shook the vocabulary book in his hand, indicating that he had something to do.

"You talk." Zheng Annan failed to get what he meant, thinking that Shen Gubei was too lazy to answer, so he changed the topic on his own initiative, "Right, Lin Facai bullied you just now, why did you tell me? You really need it." Me?"

"Student Zheng Annan, I really admire your self-confidence." Shen Gubei took time out of his busy schedule to glance at him, and replied truthfully, "I'm used to using the fastest solution at the moment."

Shen Gubei has lived a whole life, and has rich social experience, so he can avoid wasting time and energy to the greatest extent.

In the situation just now, he can think of countless ways to escape, and 'using' Zheng Annan is the quickest and most effective one.

Zheng Annan thought he was being stubborn, so he raised his head triumphantly, "Don't explain, I understand. There are so many people on the playground, but you just ask me for help, which proves that you need me very much!"

Shen Gubei's thin lips parted lightly, he hesitated to speak.

My child, why are you so ordinary, yet so confident.

"You didn't deny it!" Zheng Annan was even more proud, "Am I so important to you?"

Shen Gubei stared at him silently for half a minute before he let out an 'hmm'.

After being recognized, Zheng Annan's eyes lit up, and he was about to carry forward Pu Quexin's narcissistic spirit.

I heard Shen Gubei say again, "After all, we are in a master-servant relationship now."

"... Huh?" Zheng Annan rubbed his ears, unable to believe what he heard.

"You are so stupid. As the master, I have to bear 1% of the responsibility at most." Shen Gubei stretched out his arms and rubbed Zheng Annan's hair again, "Good boy."

"You're touching my hair again!" Zheng Annan broke free from the clutches, covering his head in a panic, "Do you understand the rules? Men's heads and women's waists are not allowed to be touched casually, only after marriage."

"Oh." Shen Gubei glanced at Zheng Annan who was doing his hair, and said softly, "It's not like groping."

Smelly Nannan was so absorbed in her own beauty that she didn't hear his words.

The playground was diagonally opposite, Wei Qin who watched this scene stopped, stared at Shen Gubei's smiling face from afar, and slightly pursed his lower lip.

'Squealer—'

When the school bell rang, Zheng Annan jumped up from his seat and stretched out his hand to his deskmate excitedly.

"Hey, where's my salary?"

Shen Gubei raised his face, "What salary?"

"Are you pretending to be stupid?" Zheng Annan reminded, "You said, let me do things with you, and give me five dollars a day."

Shen Gubei nodded, "Yes. The premise of salary is to do things, have you done things?"

"Of course!" Zheng Annan stretched out his hand and wrung his fingers to settle accounts with him, "I recited a long, long ancient prose today, and I also finished a set of math problems, and I will silently write formulas with you in the evening self-study."

"So cute." Shen Gubei lowered his head to pack his schoolbag, and at the same time praised him perfunctorily.

"No more?!" Zheng Annan stretched out his hand again, "What about my salary?"

"Student Zheng Annan."

Hearing Shen Gubei calling him by name and surname, Zheng Annan's fingertips trembled, and he silently retracted a little.

"Everything you do today should be classified as 'learning'. I should have said that learning is your mission."

"Then I, don't I have a salary today?" Zheng Annan drooped pitifully, realizing for the first time the truth that 'money is hard to earn'.

Shen Gubei is best at attacking mind tactics, seeing that Zheng Annan was extremely disappointed, he threw a bait at him again.

"If you want a salary, it depends on whether you are willing to work overtime."

"Work overtime, yes, yes!" A certain little trash who was only willing to eat and wait to die happily agreed, and couldn't wait to go back to work overtime with Shen Gubei.

Zheng Annan summoned his younger brother and came to the vicinity of Shen's house.

Since the indoor space was too narrow and the light was too dark, Shen Gubei asked them to wait outside.

When my aunt came home, she saw several tall young men guarding the door of the widow's house like door gods, looking aggressive.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to break her mouth for the first time, and slipped back to her home in a few steps.

Shen Gubei dawdled for more than 20 minutes before coming out of the room, holding a thick stack of books in his arms.

"You are so slow." Zheng Annan stepped forward in two steps, took the books in his arms, and found that they were all old books used in junior high school and primary school.

"Well, it takes time to cook the batter." Shen Gubei said, taking out a large bowl filled with hot batter.

"Wow, I'm doing things for you, and I'm taking care of the food." Zheng Annan was not polite, picked up a spoon to drink two mouthfuls of batter, and muttered critically, "It's not tasteful, is there any food?"

"No." Shen Gubei reminded indifferently, "Student Zheng Annan, that's for making paste."

"..." Zheng Annan put down the spoon, his mouth seemed to be stuck with paste, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Hahahahaha!" The younger brother laughed unscrupulously and slapped his thigh hard.

"Don't be sad, I won't say it." Shen Gubei patted the little idiot's head, and then distributed the old textbooks to other boys, asking them to glue the textbooks into a small grid of 10×10.

"How much glue do you need?"

Shen Gubei replied, "As much as sticky."

"It's very simple to stick, much easier than harvesting crops." Qin Mian weighed the book in his hand, "You have too few books at home, and I have a lot more. I'll stick them for you."

The boy next to him took the conversation, "I have a lot of books at home too, and I haven't used them."

"No need for high school textbooks, keep them and study hard, and you can bring the rest of the waste paper." Shen Gubei bowed his head to show them how to glue the grid, and said casually, "When the time comes, I will make money, and I will pay you wages."

"Can you really get paid?" The younger brothers suddenly became enthusiastic and rolled up their sleeves to help with the work.

And Zheng Annan's focus was a bit off, and he asked curiously, "How do you make money with this pile of waste paper?"

"It's just a carrier, you'll find out after the weekend." Shen Gubei curled his fingers and tapped on the pages of the book in his arms, "Be good and work hard."

"I don't..."

"You only get paid if you work hard overtime, understand?"

"..." The weak and pitiful little waste can only bow its noble head to the capitalists in the end.

The author has something to say:

Nannan: It's so hard to make money!

Beibei: Dog training is fun.