Villain: Without Morality, You Will Not Be Kidnapped!

When the soup was full, Wang Cheng wiped his mouth.

Then, he got up and went to the refrigerator, also imitating Qi Lin's appearance, took out a bottle of screaming from it, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, classmate, you haven't paid yet."

However, before Wang Cheng took a few steps, he was stopped by the boss.

Hearing the boss calling him, Wang Cheng was a little stunned for the first time.

For breakfast, Qi Lin pays the bill and never asks him to pay.

Even if Qi Lin had left beforehand, he would have settled the bill ahead of time.

But have you heard it wrong now? The boss actually asked him to pay?

"Boss, did you make a mistake? Didn't my friend pay the money just now?"

Wang Cheng turned around with a puzzled tone.

He also thought the boss had made a mistake.

"Is your friend the handsome guy who always drives a luxury car?"

The boss asked with a smile.

Wang Cheng nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, it's him."

The boss came over and stretched out his hand: "That's right. When he ordered the meal just now, he said that if you treat a guest today, the beef noodle he ordered and the scream will be charged to your account."

"In addition, your friend also ordered a beef noodle just now and took a bottle of Screaming, plus you ate a beef noodle, a fried sauce noodles, and a bottle of Screaming, these things add up to a total of 44 yuan money."

Wang Cheng: "..."

At this time, Wang Cheng never expected that Qi Lin, who had always treated guests unambiguously, would actually put the account on his head, and he didn't say hello.

"Grass, how can a rich second-generation like him do such an immoral thing!"

Wang Cheng's facial muscles twitched, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But I didn't think that this was entirely Qi Lin's example, and what he was learning was Wang Cheng's own moral kidnapping.

"Boss, why don't you remember this account first and settle it together when I come next time?"

Wang Cheng asked tentatively.

He wanted to go back and ask Qi Lin first to see if the kid forgot to pay.

44 dollars is not a small sum in 2002.

For Wang Cheng, who is in his third year of high school and has an average family background, it is too much.

"I'm sorry, our shop is a small business, and we don't owe any credit. If you don't want to give money, I'll go to your school with you and talk to your teacher."

Hearing this kid's dangerous idea of ​​defaulting on his debts, the shop owner's face suddenly turned bad.

"Boss, don't get excited, I'll just pay."

Seeing that the boss was going to school, Wang Cheng was taken aback.

The students at this time were most afraid of the teachers, especially the poor boy like Wang Cheng who had excellent grades and wanted to change his destiny by his grades.

He didn't want to be written on his graduation file that he once owed money to the owner of the breakfast shop and be turned over to school.

When taking other people's money as a favor, Wang Cheng is incredibly generous.

When it was his turn to pay, Wang Cheng looked at the screaming in the hands of his best friend with a distressed expression.

The bottle of Scream was the one he let his best friend take.

You know, screaming is 4 yuan a bottle, and he is usually reluctant to drink it.

"Wang Cheng, why don't you...why do I put this bottle of Scream back first? After all, you don't have much money."

His best friend saw Wang Cheng's reluctance and said tentatively.

Wang Cheng did not expect that he himself would be kidnapped by morality one day.

"Who said I have no money, you are my best friend, can't I even afford a bottle of screaming?"

Wang Cheng gritted his teeth and directly took out a fifty-five piece and handed it to the shop owner.

This money was saved by his usual weekend work-study study for more than two months, but he did not expect to spend it in just one morning.

"Damn, Qi Lin, I drafted the uncle."

Looking at a fifty-dollar piece and getting a five-dollar and a one-piece, Wang Cheng was bleeding, and cursed Qi Lin in his heart.

"Qi Lin, hand in the homework."

As soon as Qi Lin sat down, a clear and pleasant voice came from his ear, like a silver bell.

When he raised his head, he saw a face of Yi An Yi Xi, with delicate facial features, fair skin, and a beautiful and beautiful face.

However, the owner of this beautiful face, looking at Qi Lin, was not very friendly.

A trace of contempt, a trace of disgust, seems to hate this rich second generation who transferred to the First Affiliated High School of China Normal University through the back door.

"Homework? I seem to have forgotten what homework was assigned yesterday."

"Master monitor, can you copy your homework for me first?"

Qi Lin had just been reborn, and he had forgotten what happened more than ten years ago, let alone any homework.

He looked at Lan Yuxi's neckline with a frivolous look, and with one hand he wanted to touch the homework she had put away in her arms.

"Qi Lin, please pay attention to your words and deeds!"

Lan Yuxi, who hated Qi Lin at first, suddenly turned cold and took a step back.

"We are the best key high school in Chu Province. No classmates have ever copied homework. Not only have you not done your homework, but you are also thinking of copying other students' homework. Qi Lin, I despise you, you know?"

After making sure that Qi Lin couldn't touch him, Lan Yuxi was a moral output.

Facing Lan Yuxi's accusation, Qi Lin's black eyes flashed with disdain.

The squad leader, who appears to be just and awe-inspiring, has to secretly copy the exam answers and then cheat.

Not without irony.

"It really didn't exist before, isn't it now? And I feel honored to be despised by the squad leader."

Qi Lin's tone was lazy, not affected by Lan Yuxi's accusations.

"You're simply helpless."

"I'll go to the office and tell the teacher now."

Lan Yuxi glared at Qi Lin with beautiful eyes, not wanting to talk nonsense with him again.

After finishing the collected homework, she walked towards the office with her beautiful back. *