Chapter 115: Part-time job
At noon, the green on the willow head is still thick, the bell rings after class, countless school uniforms stand up into the scenery, and the boys and girls who pour out of the building flow to the canteen in the daylight, Yu Xiaobai listens to the familiar and unfamiliar laughter, and feels the positive youthful vitality that surrounds him.
"That's nice." Yu Xiaobai held his mental age in his thirties and began to think deeply about life.
"That's nice." Wang Fatzi walked next to Yu Xiaobai, and under cover, his eyes almost didn't stop for a moment, "Freshman girl...... Is this the happiness of being a senior? ”
"......" Yu Xiaobai looked at the other party with empty eyes, you, can you not spoil the atmosphere.
A lot of fresh and lovely girls have walked by, the trouser legs are still tight-fitting that have been changed, and the senior sisters, tall, short, fat and thin, each leading the way, in fact, with a rigorous academic spirit, it is still very interesting to study.
During the meal, Wang Fatzi still looked left and right, while pulling some and nothing, his head shook like an electric fan, and when he saw the valuable research object, he would sigh from time to time, as if he had an understanding, and his expression was extremely rich.
For this kind of behavior, Yu Xiaobai could only eat silently, feeling careless in making friends.
"Wow, Xiaobai, that black straight senior sister is here again, hiss, I wore a white shirt today, the C cover you were sure of last time is really like this, it's really sharp-eyed, and I admire ...... below"
"Shut up!"
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The whole lunch was spent in Wang Fatzi's tireless exploration of words, and when he arrived in the classroom, before class, Wang Fatzi pulled XX bites XX cat, XX night XX jade, two-dimensional house dance, Miss Coser, pocket money XXX, long legs and white skin, Tiannan Haibei, one day the money is in hand, fuck the fucking XXX.
On the other side of the classroom, a handsome and lovely, not tall but well-proportioned girl smiled at a dozen classmates and said something, holding a piece of paper in her hand to say that there was still a shortage of people for this week's fun sports meeting, and whether anyone could sign up.
It's Chen Wenwen, a member of the Literature and Art Committee (to prevent a crash), with an elegant appearance, gentle words, and a warm smile, most of the class gathers over there, and from time to time there are classmates asking questions, a happy scene, this is the normal painting style of high school students!
However, although Chen Wenwen has a good publicity effect, there are very few people who sign up after speaking, and it is one thing to be good-looking, gentle, and popular, but the fun games are really a bit of a pit, because many projects are aimed at "fun", walking does not allow you to walk normally, turning in circles does not allow you to turn normally, you must have a hunting posture to fight for victory, which is still very disliked by the sophomores who already have a lot of idol baggage.
No one responded, Chen Wenwen was a little embarrassed, and her best friend looked at her, she looked at the registration form that was still missing a few in her hand, stood stubbornly, and repeated it softly.
No one spoke, the female squad leader wearing Sven glasses coughed, raised her hand to save the scene, and two more boys signed up one after another, and asked again, but there was really nothing.
There is still one left, Chen Wenwen sighed secretly, there is no way, when he got off the stage, he just caught a glimpse of the bicycle team in the corner, Yu Xiaobai was annoyed by Wang Haoxue, Chen Wenwen gritted his teeth and took a few more steps.
"Yu Xiaobai, do you want to sign up?"
Wang Fatzi's words were frozen, after all, children are not suitable, seeing Chen Wenwen taking the initiative to talk, he gave Yu Xiaobai a convulsion and seemed to squeeze his eyebrows.
"Ah, oh, sign up." Yu Xiaobai was already tired of Wang Fatzi's unchanged little sister routine, and then looked at the girl in front of him.
Familiar faces are developing from youth to more outstanding, many years in the same school, parents on both sides have also known each other, memories of elementary school and junior high school tend to be blurred, those childhood play and conversation, because of distance and inferiority have become even faint beauty does not dare to recall.
This is a flower with gentle branches, reading books and playing the piano, a literary girl, there is a fragrance depicted in the near future, but Yu Xiaobai's gaze at her is already very calm.
"I'm sorry to ...... this, when I sign up."
How will he face it in the past, Yu Xiaobai has no way of knowing. In the second week of September, the weather was still hot and dry, and in the classroom, which had been in the classroom for more than a year, Chen Wenwen felt that the person in front of him seemed to have become more rusty.
The clock by the blackboard hung on this wall for an unknown amount of time, and once again it was ready to be seen, and its hands slowly came to five o'clock.
"Xiaobai, you told me last time that you wouldn't go, forget it, few people ask again, and it's ruthless enough to give a small face." Wang Fatzi sighed and sighed, angry and indisputable.
Yu Xiaobai shrugged, didn't bother to reply, finished his schoolbag and said goodbye, and walked out of the classroom.
Yu Xiaobai on the bus put this matter behind him, he pulled the handrail, looked at the route station attached to the car, he did not get off at the previous station, but greeted the people of the evening rush hour against the flow to the city center.
Forced by life and needs to make money, Yu Xiaobai secretly hated why he didn't bring some gold when he wore it back, although he could make up for it next time, but now he can't just try nothing.
Gold is actually not easy to do, his savings in Konoha are basically paper bills, and there is little hope of exchanging gold for currency reserves, so he can only loot the treasury of a small country or the like, but he has just returned to Konoha Village, and immediately began to serve as a teaching assistant in a foreign class, but he can't be as casual as he was when he practiced for three years.
The ability of modern technology to identify abnormalities should not be underestimated, Yu Xiaobai will not use ninjutsu to make ghosts when it is not necessary, after thinking about it, he still has to make money honestly.
Making money, naturally, it is easy and the best way to make a lot of money, Yu Xiaobai combined with his own actual situation, and was ready to try the martial arts coach he had thought about before.
But the reality is very cruel, Yu Xiaobai found several martial arts gyms that had checked the information, Sanda taekwondo training class, and was very enthusiastic about entertaining girls as soon as he entered the door, and when he heard that Yu Xiaobai was going to apply for a teaching position, he instantly looked at the expression of the bear child, and he would not even give you the opportunity to perform, the young student face, without the relevant license, does not look like a muscular hunk, let alone the coach, the sparring partner is not a façade.
Yu Xiaobai was so embarrassed that he watched a group of young people of all sizes follow him to practice the tricks with the middle-aged instructor who can beat ten with one hand, and resisted the idea of kicking the hall, he left in a gloomy manner, and he didn't even go to the rest of the family.
Walking on the streets with endless crowds, Yu Xiaobai sighed, blaming himself for taking it for granted and ignoring a bunch of social processes.
After sorting out his mood, Yu Xiaobai continued to wander around looking for ordinary part-time jobs, this is quite rewarding, he is carrying a schoolbag, an honest student, and many shops say that there is no problem. It's just that there is a conflict in terms of time, and the work of three or four hours will be at night, not winter and summer vacations, Yu Xiaobai's parents will definitely not agree with his unprofessional behavior.
"Looks like there's still a need for shadow clones." Yu Xiaobai said secretly, if the shadow clone is at home, the security will be greatly improved, and if you don't go out at home, you will basically not show your stuffing.
Going around and around, and walking out of a bubble tea shop, Yu Xiaobai was slightly disappointed, the hourly salary of part-time jobs is really low, and it is a long-term project to save at this rate. After turning most of the city center, it was not until it was getting dark that Yu Xiaobai came out of a bar with a satisfied face, and took the bus back home.