Chapter 1: The Big Money Master is Online 2
The busy holiday life passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a new semester began . The tree-lined road was covered with peach blossoms, bringing the unique romance of spring. Orioles fluttered their wings and landed on the thick branches, singing light and cheerful music.
Qian Mengmeng had no mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. She looked at the time on her phone and almost broke into a sweat. In ten minutes, the public class for the grade was about to start. This was the first open class after the start of the school year. In order to show its importance, the school specially arranged the class in the open auditorium and required freshmen and sophomores to attend the class together.
"Oh no, I'm late for class on the first day. I will definitely leave a bad impression on the teacher!" Qian Mengmeng ran all the way, regretting, "If I hadn't wasted time working..."
Originally, her work at the coffee shop was about to end, and the remaining time was definitely enough for class. However, she didn't expect a difficult customer to come and deliberately make things difficult for another waitress. Seeing that the girl was about to cry, she had to take the initiative to run over to rescue her. After much persuasion, she finally resolved the problem, but now she ended up running for her life.
When she ran to the door of the auditorium, she could hear the sound of unbridled laughter from inside. It looked like the instructor hadn't arrived yet. She felt relieved and dragged her heavy legs into the auditorium.
This auditorium is usually open when professors from other schools come to give lectures. Even though many people from the two grades came, there are still a lot of empty seats. Qian Mengmeng ran until her whole body was hot, and she decisively walked to the center - the place with a fan above her head and not crowded.
It's strange to say, the center is obviously the most popular seat for academic elites, but there is only one boy reading a book within a radius of five meters. The others would rather be crowded around and refuse to sit near him.
Qian Mengmeng just wanted to rest, so she quickly took two steps to sit next to the boy. As soon as she sat down, she heard a crisp "creak" sound, which scared her so much that she didn't dare to move for a while.
"Is this chair broken? Never mind. I really don't want to move."
The cool breeze made her sigh in relief. She put her books in order and before the teacher arrived, she turned her head and greeted her temporary deskmate in a friendly manner: "Hello."
"Who is this person? How dare he sit next to him and say hello to him?"
"It's really bold to hit the iceberg on your own initiative."
As soon as she said this cordial greeting, she clearly heard someone in the crowd gasp. Qian Mengmeng met their gazes and touched her cheek awkwardly: " Classmate , is there something on my face?"
The boy frowned his heroic eyebrows, moved to the side coldly, and buried his head in the book again, with no intention of paying attention to her.
Qian Mengmeng pouted. Just as she opened her textbook, she couldn't help but steal a glance at him: "Classmate...have we met somewhere before?"
The boy had a handsome and heroic face, fair skin like jade, and a high nose bridge. However, his temperament between his eyebrows and eyes seemed cold and indifferent, and he exuded an aura of "stay away from strangers".
Logically speaking, if Qian Mengmeng met a handsome guy with red lips and white teeth, she would pay attention to him even if she was focused on her money-making plan. However, she didn't quite remember it, but just felt vaguely familiar with him.
Qian Mengmeng didn't expect him to answer, but the boy finally raised his head from the book and looked up at her hair.
She touched her hair uncomfortably: "What, what's wrong?"
He showed a hint of disappointment and answered in a low voice: "I haven't seen it."
Was that her illusion?
The pleasant bell for class rang, and Qian Mengmeng stopped worrying about the problem and listened to the class seriously. However, she hadn't been serious for ten minutes when her stomach "gurgled" and issued a warning sound. She banged her head on the table and muttered to herself: "I'm so hungry..."
The originally planned meal time was delayed by an unexpected event at work. She didn't eat a single grain of rice and ran for so long as a desperate person. It was really impressive that her stomach was so full that she only cried now.
She unzipped the box little by little with a guilty conscience and took out a square lunch box with a Doraemon pattern. In order to save money, Qian Mengmeng always got up early to make her own lunch. Although her cooking skills were not as good as her late mother's, they were still much more delicious than the big pot dishes in the school cafeteria. She was quite confident in her cooking skills.
While the teacher turned around, she bent down and hid in the gap between the table and the chair, and started to eat stealthily like a little mouse. When she looked up while eating happily, Qian Mengmeng saw the boy looking at her with a complicated expression.
Qian Mengmeng was so scared that she choked. Seeing him staring at the lunch box, she generously pushed the lunch box towards him and said, "There are still a few chicken nuggets left. If you are hungry, you can eat some to fill your stomach."
The boy calmly looked away and ignored her.
"It won't hurt me if you sort it out."
If she hadn't heard him speak before, she would have thought he was mute.
Qian Mengmeng didn't force it, she pulled back her lunch box and continued to eat happily. She didn't have a big appetite, so she finished it in a few minutes. After she was full, she took out an unopened bottle of Coke and twisted it hard.
With a loud "bang", the small bottle cap turned into a hidden weapon and hit the boy next to him right in the middle of his eyebrows. The carbonated soda was not to be outdone, and rushed straight to the roof like a fountain, and like rain falling from the sky , it all poured on Qian Mengmeng and the unlucky boy without leaving a drop.
In an instant, the entire auditorium fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the auditorium, looking at Qian Mengmeng who also hadn't reacted.
She wiped the Coke off her face with her sleeve in confusion: "Why is this happening..."
That’s right! I carried the Coke in my backpack for so long that the carbonation accumulated, and it was like a bomb waiting to explode!
Qian Mengmeng felt regretful and guilty, and couldn't help but glance at her temporary deskmate who was implicated by her.
The boy gritted his teeth: "You..."
"I'm sorry!" She quickly took out a tissue from her pocket, "I'll clean it for you."
She raised her hand to wipe the stain off his clothes, but the boy was very resistant. Qian Mengmeng had no choice but to hand him the tissue and let him solve it himself. However, before she could reach out her hand, she heard a familiar "crunch" sound, and her upper body could not control the forward fall, accompanied by the "boom" sound of the bench falling apart, Qian Mengmeng fell heavily on the boy's chest, in the dust, she was stunned for a long time before she realized what had just happened.
"No way...it's really broken..."
Is she having a bad day today? How come nothing good has happened since she finished her part-time job?
"Hmm..." The painful groan brought Qian Mengmeng back to her senses.
She quickly looked at the boy who was pinned down and asked nervously, "Are you okay? Can you hear me? Hello? Hello?"
The boy closed his eyes tightly and didn't react at all, as if he had fainted.
Qian Mengmeng stood up quickly and reached out to touch a small bump on the back of his head. She shouted in panic, "Teacher! Someone fainted!"
Before the teacher could respond, the students around him started talking. They gathered in groups of two or three, whispering, "Oh my God, what did she do?"
"How heavy does it have to be to make someone faint?"
"It's terrible, like a mountain falling down on my head!"
The chattering sound entered Qian Mengmeng's ears... He was knocked unconscious by the table, okay! He was knocked unconscious! She wasn't that heavy!
