I'm so poor, I pretend

The next day, before the professor entered the classroom, Shu Jiabao sat down in the usual place in the classroom, but just as soon as he sat down, a disgusted voice came from beside him: "Shu Jiabao, did you go drinking again last night?"

Shu Jiabao looked up, and it turned out that Lin Jia was sitting next to her, and on the desk in front of her were two copies of "Marxism", she reached out and took one and put it in front of her: "Thank you .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the local professor at the front door of the classroom stepped on the class bell and walked in.

The two did not continue to communicate.

This "Marxism" is a compulsory course for every major student of University A, so this classroom is not only filled with students from the performance department, but also students from different majors of University A. Professor Xu on the stage He is notoriously strict, otherwise Shu Jiabao wouldn't be rushing to this morning class after staying all night in the bar.

Although she came back to the dormitory earlier to change her clothes, there was still a faint smell of alcohol on her body - it was not unpleasant to smell.

Lin Jia was a classmate she had known since high school. The two were in the same class in high school and at the same university. Although they had huge differences in personality, they somehow got together. He was Shu Jiabao's rare close friend so far.

Of course, Lin Jia is also the only one who knows what she is doing so far.

On the stage, the professor opened the textbook and opened the PPT. Shu Jiabao followed suit and flipped the textbook in front of him to any page. The two sat in the back row and began to chat in a low voice.

"Did you go to her place last night?" Lin Jia asked.

It is self-evident who this "she" refers to.

"En." Shu Jiabao responded in a low voice, propping his head on one hand, looking not very energetic.

She lacked interest, but she didn't find Lin Jia annoying either. She seemed to be used to this kind of communication with the other party.

It's just that the other party's next sentence made her feel uncomfortable and raised her eyebrows.

Lin Jia said lightly: "Your parents called me last night to ask if I was with you, and they said they couldn't get through to your phone."

The words 'Parents' seemed to have touched a certain pain point in Shu Jiabao, and her mood suddenly became a little restless: "I'm busy making love, I don't have time to answer."

"..." Lin Jia blinked her eyes for a moment and didn't know how to respond to these words. It was because Shu Jiabao realized that her words were too aggressive before she started apologizing.

Shu Jiabao: "Sorry."

"I didn't sleep last night and my mood is not very stable now." She said, rubbing her temples with some distress, obviously annoyed by her bad attitude just now.

But Lin Jia didn't care too much. The relationship between the two of them has been known for many years. She knows the character of this good friend of hers too well. Obviously, the other party's current state is not suitable for continuing to chat, so she shifted her attention to the lecture in front of the podium. on Professor Xu.

Lin Jia was listening to the class carefully, while Shu Jiabao didn't have anyone to talk to, so she just sat beside her in a daze and didn't know what she was thinking. She didn't dare to sleep in Professor Xu's class, so she could only check her phone for a while, and then looked around.

Suddenly, she found a person who was not in class as much as she was.

——It was the girl sitting directly in front of her. Although there were textbooks on the desk, she was playing with a little fur ball under the desk.

She was so bored that she just watched others play with fur balls and watched a class.

"Student, I see you have been messing around with this thing in class just now. What are you doing?" Shu Jiabao stood up and patted the girl in the front seat as soon as the get out of class bell rang. Her eyes fell on the girl in the drawer. pile of materials.

"Don't you know wool felt?" Lin Jia, who was collecting things at the side, suddenly took up the conversation, "A kind of homemade doll that is very popular recently, and Valentine's Day is coming soon, and there are two girls in our dormitory."

Ling Jia paused: "I plan to give it to my boyfriend."

Although she didn't quite understand why it took so much time to make such a thing.

But generally speaking, girls like to get some handmade things to give to the people they like, and they have a heart.

"Yes, wool felt." The girl who was asked by Shu Jiabao also echoed.

It didn't take long for the classroom to be empty, and Shu Jiabao and Lin Jia also walked out slowly, hanging behind the crowd.

"By the way, you just said Valentine's Day. Isn't Valentine's Day the [-]th of February?" Shu Jiabao was puzzled and suspected that he had heard it wrong. "And if it's Qixi Festival, there should be several months."

"Number 14 of every month is Valentine's Day, that's what the girls in our dormitory say." Lin Jia looked at her with a foolish look.

Shu Jiabao: ......

Is that so?

She thought about it, and the No. 14 of this month happened to be a few days later on Friday, which happened to be the day when she and Shen met again.

Shu Jiabao thought, maybe she should also prepare some thoughtful things for the other party, otherwise it would seem a bit greedy to keep asking Shen Yi for money without giving anything else in return, and the wool felt in the girl's hand just now was offered to her. A very good idea.

Thinking of this, Shu Jiabao immediately said goodbye to Lin Jia, then went back to the dormitory and turned on her computer to watch the video about wool felt making, but she turned it off after watching it for only 2 minutes.

There are several videos just for making tutorials!

This kind of craft work is obviously not very suitable for people like her.

However, it is not the only solution to the problem. Although she is unfavorable at the beginning, it is not difficult for her who is smart——Shu Jiabao quickly thought of another method.

She quickly switched to the school's anonymous forum, and then posted a post about receiving wool felt products.

The content of the post is very simple, and there are only two requirements.

1. Be ugly.

2. Be cute.

Shu Jiabao thinks like this, something that is too good-looking and perfect looks like a fake, so it should be ugly.

It is relatively simple to ask for cuteness, because things are meant to be given away.

In fact, it is quite easy to meet these two points regardless of any one point alone, but it is a bit difficult to meet the requirement of being ugly and cute.

But the person involved didn't realize that these two requirements were embarrassing for her. She waited for a long time on the post, and finally waited for a reply from a girl who barely met the requirements. The two made an appointment for an offline transaction.

It's Wednesday again in two days.

Shu Jiabao went back to the dormitory directly after finishing the first big class in the afternoon, packed up a change of underwear, put on his old-looking schoolbag and went out.

Before going out, I happened to meet a roommate who came back from the teaching building, so I was greeted casually: "Baby, are you going out to work part-time again?"

Shu Jiabao: "Well, yes, this month's living expenses are not enough."

Shu Jiabao once thought it was a strange pet name to call her baby, but she couldn't stop her acquaintances from insisting on calling it that way, and she got used to it after a while.

Shu Jiabao responded and was about to go out immediately, but when she turned her head and saw that her roommate was still holding a box of Band-Aids that had just been bought and hadn't been opened, her mind became active again in an instant.

"Can you give me one of your Band-Aids?" She pointed to the unopened box in her roommate's hand.

"Of course I can, I'll give you a few more!" A few band-aids were nothing more than valuable things, the roommate generously tore a few out and stuffed them into Shu Jiabao's hands.

Shu Jiabao took out the band-aids given by her roommate just outside the door of the female dormitory. She quickly removed one and wrapped it around her index finger to make her finger look injured. After doing all this She just took out her mobile phone and called a taxi to head to the hotel where she was located.

When she was about to meet Shen Yi at the hotel, she deliberately hid her right hand wrapped in a bandage behind her back, and then knocked on the hotel door as if nothing had happened.

The door opened, and Shen Yi turned sideways as usual to let Shu Jiabao walk in.

But as careful as she was, she quickly found out what was wrong, and she grabbed the other's hand hidden behind her back and asked, "What's wrong with the hand?"

"Hmm...it's nothing, I was accidentally injured." Shu Jiabao didn't seem to want to say anything, Shen Yi immediately understood.

She didn't continue to ask, but changed the subject after thinking for a while: "Since you are all injured, why don't you stay in the room today."

In other words, don't do that kind of thing today.

"I'll take you to the mall to buy some clothes, and a bag by the way." After speaking, her eyes fell on the other party's old-fashioned small backpack.

Every time I come back, I always have this bag, and I don't know if it's the only item of props, Shen Yi feels that he is a little tired of aesthetics.

Is there such a good thing as an injured hand? !

Shu Jiabao's pupils dilated slightly, a little surprised.

Can you rub your clothes and bags without going to work?

Although the other party said so, she still had to evade a little to appear more in line with the persona: "No, no, I'm fine, it's just that my hand is injured."

"If you really want to, I can still... persevere." Shu Jiabao's expression of "I'm fine, I can" made Shen Yi feel like he was someone who forced girls to sing and sing every night to satisfy their desires.

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, does she have this or that?

Not so much!

In order to avoid such an impression, I really can't do this today.

She simply drove her to a nearby shopping mall. Unfortunately, this shopping mall happened to be familiar to Shu Jiabao.

So at the entrance of the shopping mall, Shu Jiabao's scene came again.

Shen Yi felt that the person who had been walking side by side with him stopped in his tracks, and turned around to see that Shu Jiabao had already stopped in place.

The girl held her schoolbag with one hand, and naturally lowered her hand to look at Shen Yi who seemed a little nervous. She hesitated: "Are we really going to go shopping here?"

Shen Yi tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

I don't quite understand what she means.

At this time, Shu Jiabao's eyebrows were tightly knit together, looking very conflicted: "The things in this mall are very expensive, otherwise forget it."

"Let's buy it at another place. I think Run Street is very good." Run Street is a well-known wholesale street in this city, where you can buy two T-shirts for 30 yuan.

Shu Jiabao is still acting, Shen Yi knows, but the sudden addition of the role is a bit too far-fetched and deliberate.

But she still responded to the other party's words cooperatively: "Xiao Shu, with your ability, it is only a matter of time before you can afford the things in this mall. No matter how expensive things are, they are just dead things. Not as valuable as a living person."

She shook her head in disapproval: "Your positioning of yourself should not be limited by the value of one thing."

Shu Jiabao was taken aback by the words, but what he was thinking in his heart was actually not such a thing at all.

Of course she deserves it, but she didn't want to enter this mall because she wanted to act!

Shu Jiabao's hesitation and reluctance to go in reminded Shen Yi of something, such as the million-dollar watch in the photo she saw that day, and when she thought of the background of the shopping mall in front of her, she thought Suddenly, a ridiculous idea appeared.

Although she thought it was ridiculous, she said it anyway.

"Besides, I don't need you to pay for buying things for you today." Shen Yi looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly seemed to be joking and probing, "You don't want to go in so much, do you have any other unspeakable secrets?"

"Could it be that this mall is run by your family?"

The author has something to say:

It's a bit late, I wrote it and re-edited it