C742 Not Short of Money
C742 Not Short of Money
This fellow left the moment he saw me. He's hiding from me, is he that afraid of meeting people?
"What is it? Tell me." Yu Jingzhe smiled bitterly.
"In our school's calligraphy competition, you go escort the frontlines." Liang Xiaoyu said.
"My words are unbearable, so I won't go." Yu Jingzhe shook his head. He had enough trouble around him now, so he didn't want to cause any more trouble.
"Your words are unbearable to look at, then what are my words? Did the primary school students write this? " Liang Xiaoyu was a little angry. She had seen Yu Jingzhe's calligraphy before, so she didn't dare to say that it was better than the entire country. At least in A-Jiao University, none of those masters in the Painting Association could compare to him. Good!
How could he endure this? How could he make the Calligraphy Association's seniors endure this?
"This is held inside your school, right? I won't be joining in on the fun." Yu Jingzhe said.
"No, a woman from the East came to challenge us." Liang Xiaoyu said.
"Oriental woman?" Yu Jingzhe asked in surprise, "Is she sick? She came to China to challenge calligraphy?"
"Yeah, he left behind a piece of calligraphy paper. It was written on the spot." Liang Xiaoyu said.
"Did you write it well?" Yu Jingzhe asked.
"Let's put it this way. At the very least, none of the teachers and students in our school have the ability to write those words." Liang Xiaoyu pondered for a moment.
"This isn't scientific. You're from the Academy of Fine Arts, and calligraphy is a compulsory course. You can't even compare to a woman from the East?" Yu Jingzhe felt a strong pain in his balls.
"That's why I'm asking for external help. I think you can." Liang Xiaoyu looked at Yu Jingzhe seriously, it didn't seem like she was joking.
"Sister." Yu Jingzhe also looked at Liang Xiaoyu seriously and said, "Sometimes I feel like I'm not allowed to. If I lose, one, I'll discredit your art school and also embarrass our Chinese people."
"You are not allowed to lose, so you have happily decided. The day after tomorrow, Dongyang said that he would come to our school to challenge her. If no one's calligraphy is better than hers, she will announce to the outside world the origin of her calligraphy."
"F * ck me, who is she? Why is she so arrogant?" Yu Jingzhe was furious.
"I don't know, I heard it's from Dongyang's culture department. They've organized a group of students to come here for a cultural exchange." Liang Xiaoyu said.
"Is there something wrong with them? Their culture originated from us, Hua Xia. Now that they are here, is it interesting to interact with us?" We know what they will and we know what they will not. "Well said, it's a literary exchange, and the Chinese are pretty good at pasting gold on their own face. I think they're here to steal our culture." Yu Jingzhe said angrily.
"So, you must be there the day after tomorrow. When the time comes, you must torture those Chinese people to death and let them know the true meaning of Chinese culture." Liang Xiaoyu was very satisfied with Yu Jingzhe's performance.
"No problem at all." Yu Jingzhe waved his hand and in the blink of an eye, he had covered this matter up.
Only after he left did Yu Jingzhe come back to his senses. That's not right, why did he feel like he was tricked by this woman the more he thought about it? When did he become such a reckless person?
It was time for class to end. Yu Jingzhe stood in front of the office building and waited for Du Linlang. A child who lacked love and care since childhood could bear much better. Du Linlang's mood had obviously improved after the morning.
"Go back, I'll cook for you at noon today, so go to the Du Family to see Elder Du, in case he says all day that I'm not going to see him." Yu Jingzhe said with a smile.
"Yu Jingzhe." Du Linlang hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't want to go back."
"Why? "Are you afraid that that person will block your house?" Yu Jingzhe asked.
"Hmm …" Du Linlang nodded. "I know what kind of person he is. In his eyes, only profit is profit. If he doesn't achieve his goal, he won't let it go."
"Then you can't just hide like this." Yu Jingzhe shook his head and said, "You have to face what you have to face. You can't avoid reality. Don't worry, I'm here, so he doesn't dare to do anything to you. Just tell him when we get back today, and we'll completely break off all relations between father and daughter in the future. "
"I …" Du Linlang was still hesitant.
"Don't tell me you don't trust me?" Yu Jingzhe smiled.
"I believe you." Du Linlang felt a surge of warmth in her heart. The grudge she had towards Yu Jingzhe over the friend circle goddess incident had long been forgotten. Sometimes women were like this: angry quickly, then go away.
Returning to the Du Family, he didn't find any trace of Yang Chenghong. Yu Jingzhe personally cooked for Du Linlang and chatted with Elder Du for a while before leaving.
… ….
"Where's the steamed bun?" Yu Jingzhe walked into the clinic on the first floor and looked around, but he couldn't find the steamed bun man.
"Big bro Steamed Bun is over there eating steamed bread." A person pointed outside.
When Yu Jingzhe saw it, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He saw steamed buns nibbling on the last steamed bun stall. Beside him was an empty cage and a group of people were watching from there.
The last time the steamed bun shop owner had lost the bet, logically speaking, the steamed bun would be free when he went there to eat it in the future. However, the steamed bun seller had a small business to begin with, so if he really allowed that steamed bun guy to eat it without restraint, the shop owner would probably go bankrupt within a few days.
Yu Jingzhe immediately ran over to ask the steamed bun, "Steamed bun, did you bring any money?"
"Oh, Master, I didn't bring any money." The steamed bun's mouth was filled with something as it mumbled.
"Remember to bring money with you when you come out to eat steamed buns in the future." Yu Jingzhe said speechlessly.
"It's fine, I'm the one who invited him over to eat." The shop owner of the steamed bun shop hurried over and said.
"Boss, you will be eaten and ruined by him." Yu Jingzhe said speechlessly.
"It's okay, it's not bankrupt, the matter of him eating steamed buns here has already become a legend. Every day, there will be people who specially come over to take a look, my steamed buns will raise the price appropriately. This money is earned back in two days, it's even more than what I've earned in the past."
"You don't know that there are a lot of rich people these days. Some people just buy one or two steamed buns after they've finished watching the show and just leave after paying 100 dollars. Rich people aren't lacking in money." The owner said proudly.
Yu Jingzhe was speechless. It seemed like the owner had found a way to get rich. However, this was also good. The steamed bun could make a lot of money. This was killing two birds with one stone.
Actually, no one wanted to see the pathetically hungry steamed buns. It was just that this guy was really good at eating.
While they were talking, the steamed buns had already been eaten. Immediately, there came a burst of applause. Some people were taking photos, while others were taking videos and uploading them … A video of a steamed bun brother quietly went viral online.
At this moment, Hee Wanliang's A'Gui ran over. Ever since the last time he was taught a lesson and after he helplessly watched these delinquents eat a belly full of steamed buns, A'Gui looked at Yu Jingzhe like he was a god of pests.