Chapter 88: The Little Wise Guy

The flags set by my sister were fulfilled the next day.

“Cheng Ming, give me one of your photos and we’ll exchange.”

The person who wanted to exchange photos with Cheng Ming was no other than Wang Hao.

“What do you want my picture for?” Cheng Ming asked alertly.

The hyper-knowledgeable Cheng Ming inevitably thought of some kind of intense sport of fighting with sharp, sharp weapons.

“Just a souvenir, what else, you give them to the girls? If I don’t get my share, forget it.”

It was probably still Cheng Ming who was overthinking it.

“Yes there is.”

It shouldn’t be a problem if you give a man a photo.

“You can have mine too.”

In fact, Cheng Ming did not want a picture of a man, but it would be too hurtful not to take it, so he took it and casually stuffed it in some book.

In return, Jing gave him a picture as well.

“Cheng Ming, you’re not going to not give me a picture, are you?” Zhang Jiajia asked after letting Cheng Ming finish writing his classmate book.

Subtle characters, as Jing’s best friend, this face still has to be given.

Anyway, there are photos left over, so let’s give her one.

“You can have mine too.”

People who were already planning to swap photos with someone will add money for a few extra prints, like Jing Jing and Zhang Jia Jia.

As for Cheng Ming’s kind, he just wanted a minimum number of photos, just enough to get by.

Chen Ziyi’s photos should be the most wanted, but it seems that she only exchanged photos with Lin Jingyi, and everyone else politely declined on the grounds that “the rest of the photos are still useful”.

As graduation nears, there doesn’t seem to be much of a learning atmosphere left in the school.

Men’s and women’s hearts stirred, and there was much talk of who had confessed to whom.

The more daring boys and girls who arrive at the door of their favorite’s classroom ask his classmates to call him out, and the student who sits at the first table of the first group usually takes on this task.

“So-and-so, there’s someone here to see you.” It also became a regular sentence.

After calling people out.

Or confess on the spot, say walk to the stairway and confess, or call someone to the stairway by the small pool next to the dormitory building to confess.

It is not uncommon for shy men and women to sneak love letters to their crushes and ask to meet them.

As for the rooftop of the school building, such a seemingly romantic place was not blocked off by the school, but rather there were no stairs going up at all.

There was only a square hole left between the highest floor and the rooftop, and you had to set up your own stairs to get up there, which was straight up unromantic.

Of course, there are still some students who still read, work on problems and review very carefully, but they just don’t pay as much attention as they did before, and often wander off, ramble and chat.

Love letters can often be found on Chen Ziyi’s desk and drawers, and there are always people who don’t believe in it and want to fly into a flame.

Cheng Ming’s misunderstanding with Chen Ziyi was sort of unknowingly lifted.

Everyone in the class believed that Cheng Ming and Lin Jingyi were a couple more than Cheng Ming and Chen Ziyi.

Chen Ziyi tore it up along with the envelope and threw the scraps of paper into the trash can.

“Are you even going to look at it? That’s the heart and soul of a pure-hearted young man.” Cheng Ming, who was sitting next to the trash can, teasingly asked.

“What’s there to see, dirty eyes.”

“Strange, how come no one sends me love letters.” Cheng Ming said in wonder.

It’s still a weird failure to have received a love letter as a student.

“Want it? Sending it to you.” Chen Ziyi handed Cheng Ming a sky blue envelope in her hand.

“I don’t want a love letter from a man.”

“It seems to be written by girls too.”

“I thought you didn’t watch it? How do you know.”

“My deskmate told me that a girl sent it to me too, whether she wrote it or not, I don’t know, and I’m not interested in girls.”

“So true.”

“Love letters take it.”

“Didn’t I say I didn’t want it?”

“Help me tear along.”

“Is it necessary to tear it up? Just throw it straight in the trash.”

“How can we completely destroy this group of people’s delusions without tearing them down?” Chen Ziyi narrowed her eyes and laughed.

This woman, she has to kill people to kill them.

Tearing up all the love letters, Chen Ziyi clapped her hands and asked, “Cheng Ming, do you have any pictures left?”

“There’s one left, why?”

“Nothing, just wanted to remind you not to give the pictures to just anyone, lest you regret it later.”

“Regret? What’s there to regret.”

“It’ll be black history, idiot.”

With midterms approaching, all classes are closed.

Except for a teacher who would come in and talk about papers and exercises, it was all study hall.

During the study session, Chen Ziyi sat beside Cheng Ming holding Jing’s classmate book and flipped through it, pounding the table and laughing:

“Cheng Ming, is this your picture? It’s so stupid, the hobby column even says games, so you boys.”

“Don’t say it like you’re feminine, let me see what you wrote.” Cheng Ming flipped through the classmate directory, the second page of Jing’s classmate directory was Zhang Jiajia, and the third page was Chen Ziyi, which was quite a card.

Lin Jingyi and Chen Ziyi were also in a sense going to get better in this short month or so.

“Hobby games, novels, you’re not much better, are you, and you wrote that in someone else’s class book?”

“What’s the problem? Crap, my cell phone number ……”

Chen Ziyi hurriedly blocked her cell phone number with her hand.

“That, and don’t get ahead of yourself, I don’t want to know your cell phone number at all.”

“You don’t want my cell phone number? Don’t be arrogant, you must really want it, right?”

“Don’t want it at all.”

“Will you stop being so hurtful, you do realize that the more you refuse, the more I’m going to want to shove my cell phone number down your throat, right?”

“Can you change this nasty character of yours?”

“I can’t help it, my upbringing was so twisted that sometimes I can’t tell what my real self looks like, my picture plus cell phone number, you take the equivalent.”

Chen Ziyi pushed her photo in front of Cheng Ming and turned it over, with a string of cell phone numbers written on the back.

Damn, this woman is so photogenic that showing her forehead makes her look even more innocent.

Is the equivalent, a photo and phone number?

The last photo, Cheng Ming was going to leave it to his sister.

“Can I not want it? And I have other uses for my last picture.”

“Other uses? What uses? You don’t have any other friends in the class, do you?”

“Don’t talk like you have a lot of friends, the last picture is booked by my sister.”

“No way, you’re actually sister-controlling to this point, gross.”

“I’m so sorry for being so disgusting, you’re still more important than my sister, got it?”

“Then, Lin Jingyi or Xiao Li, who is more important?”

It’s a giveaway.

“That’s not a question, of course it’s just as important.”

“What if you can only choose one? Are you going to give me the picture you have on hand right now, or am I going to rip out the picture you put in the class catalog?”

“Can I choose not to give you the picture?”

“No way.” Chen Ziyi said flatly, her fingers lifting the corner of the photo, and with a little more force, she was able to tear it off and scar this classmate book.

“No way, you’re really going to rip my picture down?”

“Did you think I was joking?”

“Chen Ziyi, do you want my picture that badly?”

“Want, I’m going to leave your black history for me to mock you later.”

“I know, I know, I’ll always give you pictures.”

Cheng Ming surrendered and handed out the photo, so as not to cause trouble, and his sister’s side was better coaxed.

Rather than giving my sister a picture, it would be quite comfortable to be kicked and punched by her.

Chen Ziyi took out a pen and then copied Cheng Ming’s home phone number onto the back of the photo.

Obviously there is a cell phone, is it not good to directly exist in the address book of the cell phone? Cheng Ming spat in his heart.

“Damn sister control, and you ended up picking your sister after all.”

“Didn’t I pick quiet here?”

“No, on the surface it looks like you broke your promise with your sister. In reality, you’re more willing to comfort your sister, or rather, than Lin Jingyi, you feel that your relationship with your sister won’t deteriorate because of this one little photo.”

Come on, my sister and I are family.

Of course, the relationship with Shizuku won’t change just because of a photo, okay?

“Ugh, whatever you want to explain.” Cheng Ming said helplessly, he was already too lazy to argue with Chen Ziyi about such a meaningless and nutrient-less topic.

At the end of the day, it must have been cooled by Chen Ziyi.

When he returned home, Cheng Ming folded his arms and said, “Xiao Li, I don’t have any more photos, can I give you the photos of Jing Jing and Chen Zi Yi?”

“I don’t want their pictures, brother you pig, big pig, I told you not to give them to anyone else.”

“I’m here in real life, isn’t that a hundred times better than a photograph, a unique being, with a physical body, and a touch and a temperature”

“That’s true.” Cheng Li nodded slightly, accepting this statement.

My sister is easier to fool than I thought.

“As compensation, I’m going to sleep with you tonight, no carrying me back to my room, and you’re not going to run into my bed in the middle of the night and just kind of sleep together until morning.”

“Eh, why do we have to sleep together?”

“How can I feel my brother’s solidity, touch and temperature without sleeping together?”

Well, Cheng Ming would have to take back the words that his sister was easy to fool, she was a little wit.