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Chapter 342: Chapter 260 Do you mess with it, do you watch it?_2
Sometimes after work, in the still of the night, he would reminisce about his student days. However, because he had lost contact, he didn’t know what had become of his classmates’ lives.
This time, by reconnecting, he could consider it making up for past regrets, I suppose.
The latest post in the QQ space was from a female classmate named Li Shengnan.
Li Shengnan, along with Pang Jiao, Wang Yanyan, and Zhang Yifei, were part of a small clique.
She was on the plump side and Jiang Ning often saw her taking selfies in class with her phone.
Li Shengnan’s post read, "Can you not love this face value of mine?"
With a picture: a selfie with one hand gesturing ’peace’.
Below were over forty likes and a heap of comments.
This post, only two hours old, would probably break a hundred likes at this rate.
Pang Jiao: "Sister, with that face value, you could debut right now."
Zhang Yifei: "Help, too cute, just gotta protect yourself when you go out!"
Not only comments from people like Pang Jiao, but there was also a barrage of comments from boys.
"Really pretty!"
"Are you a high school student?"
"Why don’t you reply to private messages?"
The comment section was thriving gloriously.
At that moment, Ma Shicheng’s comment appeared: "Eh, who is this? Not bad-looking."
Li Shengnan: "Are you blind? It’s me!"
Ma Shicheng: "Sorry, I didn’t recognize you."
Li Shengnan stood up from her seat, her vicious gaze casting towards the back row.
Nearby, Pang Jiao and Zhang Yifei echoed her gaze towards the back, as though evil demons peered from the abyss.
But after glancing a few times, they didn’t make a big deal out of it.
Pang Jiao and her gang were arrogant, but not entirely brainless.
The likes of Miao Zhe, Wu Xiaoqi, Cui Yu, and Song Sheng they bullied were usually those isolated in class.
After a fight with Miao Zhe, during which he left a faceful of scratches on Pang Jiao, she rarely clashed with Miao Zhe thereafter.
This showed that they had their fears too.
Ma Shicheng was someone they knew, who normally had a good rapport with the back row folks. Stirring trouble could trigger a major brawl.
Pang Jiao and her lot weren’t afraid of trouble, but they didn’t seek it out on purpose.
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"The hunks and beauties of Class 8, I’m back again."
"Today, I’ve brought you something great."
Shen Xu was all smiles, carrying a bag.
Lately, Shen Xu would visit Class 8 every couple of weeks, peddling small items.
Shen Xu’s goods were a bit more expensive than Taobao but cheaper than the small shops near the school. And the convenience of immediate purchase won him a clientele.
"This face wash is great for treating acne; look at the brand, a big name!"
"At the supermarket outside, you can’t get it for less than 20 bucks, but here with me, 15 bucks and it’s yours."
Shen Xu held up the face wash, gesturing and explaining deftly.
After the round, Shen Xu sold two bottles and pocketed 30 bucks.
His smile was even brighter as he made his way to the back of the classroom.
He hoped to sell another two bottles. Even if not, he could exit through the back door and head straight to Class 1 to sell.
However, Class 1 was the honors class, under strict teacher supervision. Last time, Shen Xu was almost caught by the class advisor, Hu Hou. He needed to be cautious.
Shen Xu shouted his wares as he reached the back row.
Zhang Chi was watching a movie Ma Shicheng was streaming—he had his phone confiscated and nothing to play, so he settled for watching others for entertainment.
Zhang Chi, eyeing Shen Xu, felt a pang of envy. He found Shen Xu’s earning more intolerable than his own losses.
Especially since he had been scammed out of several hundred online, while Shen Xu was making steady profits. Why?
Shen Xu, vending for a semester, must have made a killing—Zhang Chi was practically green with jealousy!
He waited for Shen Xu to pass by, then asked:
"Shen Xu, you must make a decent profit selling two bottles of face wash, right?"
With that, classmates turned their attention.
Even Miao Zhe looked over, all curious about his earnings.
Shen Xu equivocated:
"Not much, barely enough for a cup of milk tea."
Of course, Shen Xu wouldn’t reveal his actual profits.
A bottle sold for 15, costing around 12 to purchase—making a 3-buck profit per bottle, 6 bucks for two.
With 6 bucks, you could grab a plate of stir-fried veggies and egg noodles outside.
He kept the figures to himself—knowing that his peers, at this stage, wouldn’t take well to his earnings.
After all, not everyone can calmly accept others making money.
Zhang Chi sensed Shen Xu’s avoidance and, chuckling, deliberately said:
"It’s sure to be less than what our class’s Ma Shicheng makes. He’s gaming for cash, made over 800 in just a few days!"
Zhang Chi aimed to needle Shen Xu with Ma Shicheng’s earnings.
Overhearing this, Dan Kaiquan expressed surprise:
"Brother Ma’s got game, making big bucks!"
Ma Shicheng nodded. He saw no issue divulging this; after all, it was money earned above board, no need for secrecy.
Fourth Middle School’s sophomore Nie Ze made tens of thousands, maybe even over ten thousand, just by gaming in LoL—his earnings were public knowledge.
Shen Xu, hearing this sum, glanced at Ma Shicheng. That was someone earning through his own skills; he had nothing much to say about it.
But as for Zhang Chi, Shen Xu didn’t think highly of him.
Dealing in small merchandise, Shen Xu was eloquent and interacted with all sorts of students. He’d encountered plenty.
He greeted them with a smile:
"Brothers, if you need anything, hit me up on QQ, guaranteed bargains!"
With that, Shen Xu, bag slung over his shoulder, left through the back door.
...
Xue Yuantong, carrying a trash bag, ran to the back to dispose of it.
It caught the attention of Zhang Chi, who saw money in everything.
Zhang Chi commented: "Xue Yuantong is also raking it in, gets several hundred in scholarships for every test."
Hu Jun uttered: "That’s something I truly can’t do. If you get first in the grade, that money is well-earned!"
