Total Conceit: Begins To Carry The Confucian Students Through Everyday Life

"A total of twenty-two dim sum, three thousand pieces."

The kind middle-aged man carried the bag and stretched out his hand to Ba Bai across the display table.

"...," rubbed his chin.

Ba Bai looked serious:

"Fifteen hundred pieces."

"...," twitching his eyebrows, the boss sighed:

"Fellow countryman... That's 2,500 pieces. "

Thirteen hundred pieces." Ba Bai looked serious.

Twitching the corner of his mouth, the boss rubbed his eyebrows:

"Two thousand three hundred pieces."

"Eight hundred!" Ba Bai looked serious.

"Hey!!" The boss roared angrily, and the bruises on his fists burst out:

"Didn't your family teach you how to bargain!"

Who haggles like this!

"...," Ba Bai looked up at the sky with a look of vicissitudes and loss:

"Family..."

The boss took a deep breath.

Not... No family?

Also, normal international students who have bargaining....

His tone softened instantly, and he danced and demonstrated to Ba Bai:

"I'll show you again, you remember well."

I say two thousand seven, you say one thousand five, then I say two thousand five, you say one thousand six, love to sell or not, things are packed and it is impossible not to sell, and if you can't put them back, I will be soft-mouthed.

Say the lowest price of two thousand two, then you turn around and leave, I will pull you and say two thousand.

You say one thousand eight, the last price, and then I accept it reluctantly, and then it can't be lower.

After all, they come here to earn money, and the price is so expensive.

In the future, you will cut like this, as long as you are not a clerk, you will generally be given a discount. "

Oh... One thousand eight..." nodded, and Ba Bai looked at the boss quietly.

After a long silence, the boss suddenly took a deep breath:

"Are you special!"

The green tendons collapse in the frontal horn of the old high.

For a long time, the boss weakly put the bag in front of Ba Bai and waved his hand:

"Forget it, so be it."

"Thank you." Ba Bai thanked earnestly.

"It's okay." The corner of his mouth grinned, the boss shook his head, and then looked at Ba Bai curiously:

"By the way, how did you come over?"

Holding the bag in his hand, Ba Bai looked dazed:

"It was sent by the family."

“......？？？" The pupils shook instantly, and the boss opened his mouth to point to himself, and then pointed to Ba Bai:

"You you you you, didn't you just say that there was no family?"

“... Nope. Looking at the boss suspiciously, Ba Bai scratched his scalp:

"I'm just missing my mother's senior bargaining skills."

"..."

Soon..."

The boss's eyes turned red instantly!

I ran to the kitchen and ran back with a kitchen knife.

Looking at the empty storefront and the thousand eight on the counter, the boss chased out in an instant.

Then I saw the boy carrying the bag and being pulled into a nanny car by a girl with small broken steps.

The girl inside he still knows!

The object of her own daughter's adoration! It's a big star who won't lack money no matter how you look at it!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of old blood....

Instantly spewed out....

.........

"Did you really only spend one thousand eight?" With a snack in his mouth, Sakurajima looked at Bahaku suspiciously.

"Three thousand." Raising his eyebrows, Ba Bai also nibbled on the snack, and said vaguely:

"Just kidding, it's just a familiar face with the fellow, 1,000 and 7 are placed on top, and there is a 1,300 piece hidden below."

“... Knowing is acquaintance..." Sakurajima hesitated, hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively:

"But I always feel that the boss may want to kill you more..."

Ba Bai shook his head, but when the vehicle passed in front of the store.

Look at the boss's expression and movement of gritting his teeth and raising his middle finger.

Momentarily, there was some hesitation:

"It should... No..."

"Not necessarily." Picking his face lightly, Sakurajima swallowed the snack in his mouth and clapped his hands:

"You buy so many pastries, you can't finish eating."

I opened the bag and glanced at it:

"Is this bread or something, so big."

It's not like it's baked either.

"Can finish eating, originally one person and two, the aunt did not follow, the two of us divided the aunt's." Once again, he took out a pastry and took a bite:

"It's not a bread, this thing is steamed, buckwheat cake is still something, the price is six or seven times higher than when I bought it in my hometown."

“...... Is it. Sakurajima nodded and divided six to the driver and two assistants.

"By the way, Auntie." Biting into the pastry, Ba Bai asked.

"I want to take a few days off, and my mother will free the date for me, and the affairs will be handed over to the assistant."

I didn't follow, anyway, you're here anyway, nothing will happen. Sakurajima said, looking sideways at Ba Bai, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"Mom believes in you so much, Mr. Ba Bai can protect my safety."

“... Oh yes. The finger gesture was OK.

"Miss Sakurajima, the destination has arrived." The driver stopped the car smoothly.

After a moment of silence, Sakurajima looked at Ba Bai, who was nibbling on a pastry and preparing to get off the bus:

"Mr. Ba Bai, I haven't seen you for so long, don't you have anything you want to talk to me?"

Ba Bai turned his head:

"...

Before he finished speaking, Ba Bai touched his nose and looked at Sakurajima seriously:

"Remember to pick me up in the afternoon, I haven't taken the motorcycle yet."

Sakurajima almost laughed angrily.

He waved his hand:

"Got it, go down quickly, Miss Sakurajima doesn't really want to see Mr. Babai this time."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ba Bai shook his hand as a farewell.

Then he jumped out of the car.

The car drove away slowly under the sky that was hidden by the warm sun.

Zhang Mouth threw the last bit of pastry into it.

Pull out your phone and let out a string of words.

Babei turned and walked to the gate and rang Nakanoya's doorbell.

............

Perhaps late autumn has arrived.

The occasional wind is also cooler.

Fingertips touch the keyboard, leaving a crisp sound.

Outside the door, there seemed to be the playful sound of girls running by.

Fingers slightly startled.

Kasumigaoka raised his head and looked around.

An Yilun also lay on the table, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks at the copywriting in front of him.

Ying Li Li is still looking at the drawing board in front of him with a sad face, and he can't wait for his whole person to get into it.

Megumi, who was sitting not far away, was still holding an unknown novel in her hand and reading it quietly, her face expressionless.

No matter how many times I watched it, I always felt that these two people didn't seem to be interested in An Yilunye's dream.

But I don't know why, inexplicably appeared here.

It's like... Myself the same....

Thoughts involuntarily empty.

When people are in a quiet place, there are still jobs in front of them that they don't like but have to do.

The brain will think of some messy things to pass the time.

Fingers rest on the keyboard.

The eyes look at the time in the lower right corner.

At this time, Kasumigaoka would think of the days when the two of them were lying at a small round table, day and night, quietly working as social animals.

Sometimes I always wonder, if I could be faster at that time, would all this be different?

Sighing helplessly, he reached out and closed the notebook in front of him.

Standing up, he opened the curtains behind him.

After waiting for a long time, the sun came to this area, and once again brought its own heat.

It was just mercilessly blown away by the slightly cold wind.

In late autumn, the sun gets weaker.

Stretched his waist and looked at the students walking by in the campus below.

Kasumigaoka sighed.

"Senior, it's lunch time, do you want to go together?" A light female voice sounded behind her.

"Ah, yes! I have something I want to ask you, Shiwa Kasumigaokaoka. On the other side of the activity room, there was also the sound of Ying Li breathing a sigh of relief.

Stunned for a moment, Kasumi Zhiqiu's brows furrowed slightly, hesitating.

"Ah, it's lunchtime? Let's go together. The boy seemed to have just discovered the time and sighed in relief:

"Go to the cafeteria?"

"No..." was about to shake his head and decline the invitation.

Yingli's voice came:

"Stupid! I said I had something to ask Kasumigaoka Shiwa! What are you following along! "

No... Doesn't it work? An Yilun also asked stunnedly.

Yu Guang stayed on Kasumigaoka's face for a while, and Megumi spoke gently:

"After all, the topic between girls, it is not very good for Lunya-san to add in."

“...... All right. After a long time, the boy's lost voice came.

Kasumigaoka breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Kato's usual calm face.

The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and he nodded:

"Good."