Pandora's Box

When I got back to the bedroom, I turned on the computer habitually, planning to play games.

As soon as I logged in, a team invitation popped up on my screen.

"DV invites you to join the team."

I sighed.

DV is a small streamer. I have teamed up with him a few times. His skills are very poor, and he is addicted to food. Last night, he was the one who cheated me alive all night.

This guy is always knocked over right after skydiving, knocked over as soon as he touches his good equipment, lying on the ground at every turn, waiting for me to help him up, and I'm full after helping him all night, nothing else don't do it.

The DV called me over there with a straight face: "Boss, come and play, boss, let's play together, boss, take me with you."

If it was any other time, I would log off as soon as I saw his name.But it just so happens that I am in a bit of a low mood today, and I feel that I am also very good, so I should be friends with me and let me help each other.

I accepted the team invitation, ready to bear the drag from DV, and the other 98 people beat me up.

However, it seems that the underdogs must win, and our luck was surprisingly good that night, several of them survived to the circle of destiny, and finally even managed to eat the chicken in a dangerous situation.

The two of us laughed and cursed in the team voice, and DV screamed with joy.

"Thank you brother for subscribing, thank you old iron for the bazooka!"

I:"??"

"Are you still playing, boss?"

I looked at the time, and a line of words suddenly popped up in my mind: "There is class at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

As soon as this thought flashed, I frightened myself, hell, I still care about this?

"...Stop playing, I'm almost asleep."

DV was still very excited, and said: "Okay, then you have a good rest, and we will play together tomorrow. The effect is explosive tonight."

"Good night."

"Hey, let's add a WeChat first, sir. My number is XXXX"

Pounced across the street together, and ate chicken together, which can be regarded as a life-threatening friendship, so I added him as a friend.

As soon as the friend application was approved, DV sent me a red envelope in seconds.

I:"……"

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

"..."

"Take me to play more in the future, boss," DV said, "Every time I form a team with you, no matter whether I win or lose, there are a lot of people watching my live broadcast!"

I was lying on the bed, looking at the 200 yuan in the red envelope thoughtfully.

Is this my first labor income?

It doesn't seem to be the case, right?

If you have to count, 200 yuan for five hours, [-] yuan per hour?Seems like hard money.

Thinking wildly, I slowly fell asleep.

The next day I actually woke up on time when the alarm clock called.Seeing me walking out of the bedroom, Cheng Yichen had a look of joy and emotion from seeing the prodigal son turn back: "Xiao Jing, it's so early today." Then while wiping his hands on the apron, he looked at the class schedule on the wall: "Yo, it's linear algebra in the morning , no wonder. Linear algebra is good, Xinnao, I will fry two more eggs for you."

After I washed up, I sat down at the dining table and took a sip of millet porridge with a guilty conscience.

How can I go for linear algebra, linear algebra can only make people fall asleep, how can He De can make people wake up.

I'm purely a drunkard.

DV called me the boss, but to me the boss is someone else.

I found the classroom and found a seat in the last row.

Although you came early and there are still many vacancies in front of you, the last row is the exclusive seat for scumbags, and you should not give it up.

I thought maybe I could meet the brother from yesterday again.If he is not in our professional small class, he can only have a chance to meet in the public class of the big class.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but slowly fell asleep again.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, I was woken up abruptly.

This time I stood up reflexively.

The teacher on the podium stared at me: "... this student, what do you want to do?"

So he didn't ask me a question.

"..." I said immediately, "Report to the teacher, I'm too sleepy, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep, so I stand up and try to stay awake."

The teacher seemed both stunned and relieved, and said, "Well, sit down when you're not sleepy."

I replied sincerely: "Good teacher."

Fortunately, after not standing for long, the recess bell rang, and I quickly sat down,

My deskmate sighed: "Why are you always sleeping?"

"Damn, it's so good to sleep, I can't control myself."

He frowned and said: "It's all here, how can anyone still sleep when they are on duty? Or you can just skip class and forget about it. Isn't it good to sleep on the bed?"

I had no choice but to say: "I'm too tired at night, I'm really sleepy."

He looked at me: "Are you reading?"

"..." You flatter me too much.

I thought about it, and whitewashed my behavior of playing games: "I'm working."

He helped the rookie win the game for the first time and received a reward, so it should be considered a part-time job.

"Work-study program?"

I said vaguely, "Yeah."

He looked at my clothes and shoes.

I immediately said, "These I'm wearing are knockoffs. You see, the words are misspelled."

"???"

I showed "GUCCY" on my t-shirt and he looked at me sympathetically.

What a fool.

"Don't put the cart before the horse," he said. "Work-study programs are for learning after all. You're too tired to study. That won't work."

I nodded quickly.

"Speaking of which, why are you always late for class?"

"I have something to attend to first," he said.

I nodded understandingly.

Difficulties preventing us students from attending school on time are ubiquitous.It's windy, it's raining, the sun's too hot, it's too cold, it's too hot, the roads are too congested, the bed is too good to sleep in, and the list goes on and on.

He asked me: "Do you understand the teacher's class?"

I shook my head slowly.

"What don't you understand?"

I thought for a while: "Maybe you should ask me, what do you know?"

He seemed to sigh: "I think so."

"what?"

He said: "Oh, I mean, this teacher's class is difficult. Many students have reacted that way."

It sounds like a speech that has experienced many vicissitudes.

He asked again: "Then what are you going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"What if you don't understand?"

I was very frank: "If you don't understand it, you don't understand it."

My open-mindedness seemed to have stunned him, and he said after a while, "That's true."

After another class, the next two classes were fine, and there were other classes in the afternoon. When it was time to part again, he suddenly handed me a notebook.

I looked down at the book: "What is this?"

"The notes for this class," he said, "you may keep them and look at them, they may be of some help."

I flipped through it roughly, and this time it was my turn to be stunned. The writing was neat and full.

The notes are all done, can this course be retaken?

This guy is too miserable, right?

I wanted to say: "You have to go back and retake it, can your notes be useful?" But it hurts too much, why bother to learn scum.After all, it is a good intention of others.

I had no choice but to swallow the desolation in my heart, and said gratefully: "Thank you, brother."

When I went back at night, after dinner, I was summoned by the DV to play the game again. I was joined in the team at the first time, and I was dragged to play for about five hours.

After going offline, DV sent me a red envelope on WeChat.

"...No need, you don't earn much either."

I don't think he is a big anchor.

DV posted a few laughing emojis: "I'm just trying to make fun of it, and I'm happy when people see it. You take me to play, and the number of people who watch it is much more than when I play alone."

"Then you don't have to be so polite."

"I'm not being polite," DV said, "I know what I'm good at. It's holding you back and relying on you to gain popularity. All the benefits belong to me, so it won't last long."

"..."

"How about this, in the future you will live broadcast with me, and I will give you a red envelope, do you think it will work?"

I wanted to be polite, but he was telling the truth.

If I want to play with a rookie every day, I may be happy to hear people say "Big brother" and "please" at first, but I can't stick to it after a long time.

If you are paid, the feeling will be different.

Exchange of interests, this is the world of adults.

More and more, I have to realize that I am really not a child anymore.