MTL - Villain’s Strategy-Chapter 39

Qin Jiahe:!

Little Piggy didn't expect his brother to be such a dog at all, eating alone, staring at Qin Jiashu with big eyes, drooling crazily from his mouth.

"Brother, is it delicious?"

In fact, he doesn't like sweets, and within a few seconds of putting them in his mouth, he feels sweet and cloying, but seeing the little boy's longing eyes, Qin Jiashu said two words lightly, "It's delicious."

Qin Jiahe smacked his small mouth twice, and his big eyes never left the candy, but he was embarrassed to ask his brother for it, after all, his brother only had two.

Qin Jiashu raised his eyebrows, "Want to eat?"

The little kid didn't know how to hide his thoughts, and nodded very honestly, "I think."

As he spoke, his little hands clenched into small fists with great anticipation, and Baozi's face was full of longing and envy.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jiashu put the remaining lollipop into his pocket, "You can't eat candy before going to bed."

This is undoubtedly the second heavy blow to the little piglet who is only four years old.

Although I was very eager in my heart, I also knew that my brother was doing it for my own good.

His mother also told him not to eat sweets before going to bed. If he eats sweets before going to bed, worms will eat his teeth. His brother is not not giving him, but saving him.

For a while, Qin Jiashu grew taller in the little guy's heart.

Following his brother's words, he chirped like a bird: "Xiaohe doesn't eat when he feels like it."

Qin Jiashu looked at it without saying anything, and sat quietly next to the children's bed. This bed was tailor-made for Qin Jiahe. He was a big man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters and long legs, sitting on it very abruptly.

Seeing that Qin Jiahe was completely quiet and no longer moving, he planned to get up and leave.

Seeing that his brother was about to leave, the little guy got up from the bed in fright. From Qin Jiashu's perspective, it was as if a meat ball had bounced.

Qin Jiashu: ...

"Brother, won't brother accompany Xiaohe?"

"Lie down."

Qin Jiahe always regards his brother's words as imperial edicts, and lies down obediently.

But Xiaozui kept asking, "What are you doing, brother?"

"sleep."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiahe hurriedly pouted and moved aside, intending to make room for his brother.

However, compared to that small and pitiful crib, Qin Jiashu is like a giant.

Qin Jiashu ignored the little guy's behavior, and said coldly, "Real men sleep alone."

Qin Jiahe was startled, he didn't expect his brother to think highly of him so much, his belly puffed up instantly, his milky little face was full of seriousness, "Brother, Xiaohe sleeps by himself!"

Qin Jiashu didn't look at him again, opened the door and walked out.

Little Piggy was very happy because of his brother's words, and then quietly got up, intending to record Qin Jiashu's words into the children's voice watch three times a day.

"A real man Gigi sleeps."

"People don't eat sugar before going to bed."

Then as soon as he finished talking, the little boy felt something was wrong. His brother said that people should not eat candy before going to bed, but his brother ate it by himself just now.

At this point, Qin Jiahe's little mind was plunged into great doubts, but he didn't want to question Qin Jiashu. If Ji Feng was around, he might answer his doubts on the spot.

Sonorous and powerful, very sure.

Because your brother is a dog.

When Qin Jiashu walked into the room, he threw the greasy sugar in his mouth into the trash can, his Adam's apple rolled, and took a few sips of water from the cup.

Raising his hand to take off his school uniform, another candy in his pocket fell to the ground during the movement.

Qin Jiashu lowered his eyes, the room was silent for a moment, and then there were two sounds of pulling and closing drawers.

He walked into the bathroom with a naked upper body, and the star on the ground had long since disappeared.

Because of the scare before and the exhaustion of the day, Wen Zhichu fell asleep directly after getting on the bus, and there was no sign of waking up when he arrived at the station.

[System: Boy! Don't fall asleep and get home! 】

Wen Zhichu closed his eyes tightly.

[System: Boy! Got home! 】

Wen Zhichu breathes evenly.

[System: Boy! You lost your money! 】

Wen Zhichu opened his eyes suddenly, "Where is it?"

[System: ... If you don't wake up, you will have to pay an extra dollar to go home. 】

Wen Zhichu patted her cheeks, trying to drive away the drowsiness, "Don't tell scary stories at night."

Sky Meow Elf: ...

It was almost ten o'clock when Wen Zhichu got home, he took out the key and opened the door.

[System: Will there be any small animals today? 】

Wen Zhichu: "Let's look at fate, after all, fate is preordained."

Every time he goes home and turns on the light, it's like opening a blind box. After all, cute little animals always appear in the dark.

Then he took a deep breath and turned on the light suddenly. The light instantly filled the whole room, and the floor was empty without any crawling creatures.

[System: They didn't come out. 】

"What are you doing out there?"

[System: Sayhi to you. 】

"..."

You don't have to.

Wen Zhichu thought for a while, "Maybe I increased the dose of the animal's fart medicine yesterday."

After hearing this, the Tianmeow Elf was taken aback:!

Good guy, it really thought it was destined by fate, but it didn't expect it to be artificial.

After a tiring day today, Wen Zhichu put down his schoolbag and slumped on the sofa, like a lump of jelly that was about to melt.

There was silence around, and after a while, the boy who collapsed on the sofa uttered a breath proving that he was still alive, "Tianmeow Elf."

[System: I am here. 】

"Did you hear it?"

[System: What did you hear? 】

"A silent cry."

[System: Whose? 】

Wen Zhichu: "My stomach."

Sky Meow Elf: ...

Dinner was eaten at 5:30, and Wen Zhichu ran on the way to meet Qin Jiashu throughout the evening self-study break, inevitably hungry.

Then he got up slowly like a snail, planning to go to the kitchen and the refrigerator to see what could be eaten.

But since dinner is usually settled at school, and weekend dishes are also bought on the same day, now there is nothing else to eat at home except three different green leafy vegetables.

Wen Zhichu rummaged through the box and found a white radish in the cracks. He doesn't know how to cook, he can only cook simple noodles. These dishes can be added to the noodles, but now there are no noodles, these dishes are the protagonists.

The water is boiled and put into the pot, and the green is colorful.

[System: Why are these vegetables green? 】

Wen Zhichu: "Because of love."

Sky Meow Elf:?

Wen Zhichu's expression was deep, "The color of love is green."

"..."

He simply added some salt to the pot, put it into a bowl after it was cooked, and looked down, it was green and oily.

Wen Zhichu picked one up and put it in his mouth.

[System: What's the smell? 】

"Healthy Taste."

No oil and less salt.

[System: What's that smell? 】

Wen Zhichu: It's not tasty. "

Sky Meow Elf: ...

Based on the principle of not wasting food, Wen Zhichu finished the bowl of green leaf noodles, then went to the bathroom to wash up, and was surprised when he looked up and saw himself in the mirror.

Seeing that there were still a few red fingerprints on his face, he swallowed for a while.

Look at the Tianmiao elves, this time, Wen Zhichu didn't let Wen Zhichu know the difficulties like before.

[System: You'd better hide from the protagonist in the future. 】

Wen Zhichu was startled, and stammered a little towards Tianmiao elf, "You...you have a conscience!"

Sky Meow Elf: ...

You pretend I didn't say it.

After taking a shower, Wen Zhichu lay on the bed and planned to watch his phone for ten minutes before going to sleep, but he clicked on WeChat and a message popped up to apply for adding friends.

Wen Zhichu opened his eyes, and the introduction of the friend application read: "Are you still writing for me? I want a copy."

Seeing that he was looking for a ghostwriter, Wen Zhichu's eyes instantly lit up in the dark night, and he raised his hand to press pass.

[Please call me beauty: Ghostwriter, hello. 】

[Greenhouse Mushroom: Hello, beauty. 】

[Please call me beauty: As expected of a ghostwriter, you have a sweet mouth. 】

Growing up so big, it was the first time for Wen Zhichu to meet someone who praised him for his sweet mouth, so he was a little embarrassed for a while.

Seeing the little stutter who lost himself in the praises, the Tianmeow elf spoke indifferently.

[System: Don't be confused by these words, you're just not blind. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

[Please call me beauty: Do you still accept ghostwriting? Is it from No.1 Middle School? Is the package delivered? 】

Facing the opponent's death three times, Wen Zhichu tapped on the keyboard with firm eyes.

[Greenhouse mushrooms: All of them, package delivery. 】

[Please call me beauty: I can send it to you, I am not from the No. 1 Middle School, can I ask you to write a letter to Zhou Qing, a class? 】

Sky Meow Elf: [Why does this name sound so familiar? 】

Wen Zhichu explained: "It's the girl who writes papers in the first class that I can meet in every transaction.

[System: Is it your patient who is selectively blind? 】

"..."

[Greenhouse Mushroom: Of course, do you have any requirements? 】

[Please call me beauty: No. 1 middle school is under a lot of pressure to study, she is studying internally, and I want you to write some words to enlighten her on studying pressure, but she has only been interested in studying since she was a child, and I hope you will not discourage her from studying internally. Roll up, give her more motivation and encouragement, relax, and the second motivation is dominant. 】

Wen Zhichu wrote down one by one.

[Greenhouse Mushroom: Is there a word count requirement? 】

[Please call me beauty: two or three hundred words, how much is it. 】

[Wen Zhichu did the math: ten yuan, □□. 】

After talking about the business, Wen Zhichu got up from the bed.

[System: As for it, it's only eight yuan. 】

Wen Zhichu was startled: "How can you say that about my two meat dishes tomorrow?"

Sky Meow Elf: ...

The next day, Wen Zhichu woke up early and came to school. On the way, he exchanged some money with Tianmiao Fairy, planning to put it in Qin Jiashu's locker to pay off the debt.

As he expected, the consignee of this dark and dark transaction came to the class early to carry out the great cause of her learning.

Hearing a sound from the door, Zhou Qing looked away from the paper, and when he saw the vigilance in Wen Zhichu's eyes disappear instantly, he said with an expression that you know, "I didn't see anything."

Wen Zhichu: ...

No, you have to see me this time.

Wen Zhichu came to the person's desk with the envelope in his hand, "This is... for you."

Zhou Qing glanced at him suspiciously, "What is this?"

The other party said that there is no need to hide her information, so Wen Zhichu said, "You... your friend asked me to write you a letter, read it."

Zhou Qing put the letter aside, "Let's talk about it."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and continued to write the question, but the buyer said that he wanted to see her immediate reaction, and Wen Zhichu was a little anxious not to look at people for a while.

After all, the other party also told him that Zhou Qing is crazy about studying, if she puts one thing aside while studying, then congratulations, she will never think about doing it again in her life.

Seeing that the person was still standing in front of his eyes, Zhou Qing asked suspiciously, "Is there anything else?"

Wen Zhichu looked at the letter on the side of the table, "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

After hearing this, Zhou Qing said, "Let's talk when we have time."

Wen Zhichu persuaded: "It's better... let's watch it now."

"why?"

Otherwise, the delivery time is overdue.

Wen Zhichu: "Your friend sincerely entrusted me to give...to you."

Zhou Qing picked up the pen, "We'll talk after writing the multiple-choice questions."

However, there are at least fifteen multiple-choice questions.

Wen Zhichu's heart was broken, and he said vicious words, "If you don't read...you will be wrong half of the question."

The pen that was originally on the paper paused, Zhou Qing raised his eyes, "You are so ruthless."

"..."

But this superstition that was casually exported was very effective. Zhou Qing picked up the letter on the side, and his eyes lit up when he saw the name of the sender. That was her best friend for three years in junior high school. Although she is not in a high school now, the friendship is still very good.

"Hello, Zhou Qing. This is an encouragement letter to let you relax. I know that you have been under a lot of pressure to study since you were admitted to the No. 1 Middle School, but I think you will enjoy it with your curiosity-seeking personality, but I hope you know how to relax. Don't put too much pressure on yourself... Finally, the learning environment at No. 1 Middle School is very introverted, but it doesn't matter, they are introverted and you can continue to study, after all, you have broken through thousands of books."