Reborn I don't need a heroine

Naturally, there is no need to work on Sunday, and there are no classes, let alone the troubles of the Shura field. Wang Heng wandered around the campus with his hands in his pockets, looking at the library and then at the teaching buildings, aimlessly, and there was no need to specially arrange tasks for himself.

What a wonderful life, of course it would be even better if there was more money... Looking at the Porsche in the parking lot, sandwiched among a bunch of cheap cars, Wang Heng couldn't help but yearn for it.

He doesn't like cars very much, but he yearns for the kind of money that can be spent millions of dollars just for a means of transportation.

Suddenly, the text message on the mobile phone sounded.

Wang Heng took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a notice from the bank that nearly 5,000 yuan of salary had arrived.

"Yes, kindness!"

You can get such a salary after working for a mere week, which is obviously not the norm for students to work part-time. On the one hand, it may be because of Lu Qi's care; of course, on the other hand, the more important thing is himself.

Without Wang Heng's prophetic reminder, the project team would definitely spend a lot of time and take long detours in the development progress. In that case, the additional expenditure of their project would probably be at the six-figure level... Thinking about it this way, it is true that the capitalists will get the most benefits.

"It's okay, accumulate quickly, and turn over and become the master of capital as soon as possible."

He muttered to himself and came to the free fitness area in the corner of the playground. Grab the parallel bars with both hands and pull yourself up slowly.

After doing things like coding and reading for a long time, I always feel that I still need to exercise. In this sense, he is obviously not a pure dead house.

After wandering like this for more than an hour, the time agreed with Pei Ningle finally arrived.

Wang Heng strolled to the school gate, and saw the girl walking quickly.

Against the background of many college students around, Pei Ningle looked like a middle school student, even a junior high school student. The sportswear she wore really looked like a middle school uniform. Although her daily single ponytail hairstyle is not as young as the double ponytail in the video, it is still a common hairstyle among middle school girls, so although the surrounding college students are actually the same age as her, they really don't look like her.

"How long are we left to eat?" Pei Ningle asked impatiently as soon as they met.

Wang Heng: "About an hour, why, are you hungry?"

The girl touched her abdomen: "I only ate two slices of bread for lunch."

"You... okay, then we'll go there later. Food should start to be available in the cafeteria around 4:30. Walk slowly over here to buy a bottle of drink or something, probably about the same."

Having said that, Wang Heng took Pei Ningle for a stroll along the campus avenue, arrived at the entrance of the campus supermarket, and turned in.

He picked up a bottle of jasmine tea from the freezer and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Pei Ningle looked at the dazzling array of freezers and shelves: "... Isn't it a bit extravagant?"

Wang Heng: "Is drinking a drink considered a luxury?"

The girl said cautiously: "It's more expensive than my lunch..."

Wang Heng took out his mobile phone and showed her the text message of her salary.

Then he picked up his mobile phone and said coolly: "It's just a bottle of drink, it's still affordable."

Pei Ningle shook his head: "You don't need to pick it up. If you want to drink, you can drink it yourself, I don't need it!"

Wang Heng suddenly remembered—these four girls who beat themselves to death all had strong self-esteem. Pei Ningle may be the most indifferent of the four, but as long as she has a choice, she doesn't like to take advantage of others. A few days ago, she went to the bar for the first time to sing, and she almost used all the two hundred yuan she earned that night to pay off her debts, which is enough to explain the problem.

To this day, Pei Ningle still hasn't paid off the money he owes him, so he must be unwilling to let him pay any more.

Wang Heng thought for a while, and put the jasmine tea in his hand back into the freezer.

Then he clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, then let's go to the cafeteria."

Walking into the cafeteria, they really prepared the meals immediately. Wang Heng noticed that Pei Ningle's dinner plate was full of vegetarian dishes, not even a shredded pork.

Wang Heng couldn't help asking: "If you're like this, can you eat enough?"

"Of course, bean sprouts, cabbage, radish, these things are very filling," the girl said as she picked up a piece of white radish, "It's better than those two slices of bread anyway."

"But just eating these isn't good for your physical development, is it?" Wang Heng held back and didn't say the next sentence, that is—your size like a junior high school student, maybe it's because of malnutrition since childhood?

Pei Ningle glared at him: "I'm 18 years old, how can I still grow taller? Boys may still grow taller after 18, but girls won't. I checked this on the Internet!"

Because you really care, did you go online to check it?

Wang Heng smiled, and suddenly blurted out: "Development is not only about height."

Pei Ningle suddenly stopped chopsticks: "Then what else can there be?"

"For example..." Wang Heng touched the tip of his nose, "IQ."

Pei Ning pouted happily: "Are you saying that I have a low IQ?"

Wang Heng quickly changed the subject: "Of course not! By the way, how is your video now?"

Talking about the video, the girl put down her chopsticks with some melancholy: "The number of hits increased to dozens, and then it stopped. The comments are all saying good things, but there are only three... It really didn't splash at all, what? What month and year can I start accepting advertisements?"

Wang Heng comforted: "It's okay, don't think about reaching the sky in one step, take your time."

Pei Ningle: "The two thousand yuan I owe you can only be repaid slowly. The money given to me by the bar, I have to use it to buy food, pay rent, water and electricity... Sigh, don't leave home for a while , really never knew that money is so important!"

After sighing, the girl picked up her chopsticks again and ate her set meal with bean sprouts, cabbage and radish. These things on the dinner plate are too plain, and combined with her expression at this time, it seems to have a Buddhist temperament of "all living beings are suffering".

Wang Heng silently took a piece of ribs from his dinner plate and put it on her rice.

Then he said, "This doesn't count as money, it's friendship assistance."

Pei Ningle took a bite of the meat, tears filled her eyes: "Thank you benefactor..."

The corner of Wang Heng's mouth twitched: "There's no need to be so exaggerated. Seriously, you don't have to rush to pay back my two thousand yuan, and it doesn't matter if I ask you to eat two more meals."

Swallowing another big mouthful of rice, the girl blinked suspiciously: "Is it okay? You have to pay for food every day, and you can't lose a penny. That's what you said!"

Wang Heng was choked immediately.

What else can he say? It's impossible to say that it was an excuse to persuade her to quit, right?

"There's no need to worry about it that much. My wages have all come down, so I'm not short of money."

But the girl still shook her head: "Whether you need money or not is your business, wait, when I have collected next month's rent, I will start paying back your part!"

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