novellhall Chapter 97 666, it really came for free!
Chapter 97 666, it really came for free!
Tan Shiyun originally did not want to have a direct conflict with Fu Chen.
After all, we were all so familiar with each other before, and the childhood sweetheart relationship wasn't just a rumor. It's a good thing to preserve each other's dignity and the past.
However, Fu Chen's mental state seemed to far exceed his expectations.
Has Fu Chen's brain deteriorated to this extent?
Tan Shiyun fell silent for a long time on the other end of the phone.
To be honest, could it be that I was too realistic, which led to Fu Chen giving me a deeper level of stimulation?
If that's the case, then he might actually have to shoulder some responsibility, more or less.
"Brother, stop messing around. I'll send you a red envelope as a way of putting the past behind us. From now on, let's keep to ourselves and live our own lives, okay?"
Tan Shiyun then sent a 18.88 yuan red envelope to Fu Chen's Alipay account.
How generous!
Then, Fu Chen also blocked that phone number.
Fu Chen fell into deep thought for a long time.
Okay, that's normal, that's how people are.
Fu Chen hadn't originally intended for her to work for free; he would still pay her wages as usual. However, Tan Shiyun hung up the phone too quickly, which temporarily prevented him from continuing his plan.
Tan Shiyun's actions are perfectly normal.
Dude, if I had a rich and capable person pursuing me, I would have gotten all wet by now, okay?
Why waste time on people who offer absolutely no benefit to your future?
It's impossible to be 100% certain.
And under such circumstances and conditions, whether it is Tan Shiyun or anyone else.
The attitude towards Fu Chen was already very good.
This put Fu Chen in a state of consideration.
It seems that Tan Shiyun's route is no longer viable; let's see if there are any other options.
He sat with his legs crossed on the sofa at home, stroking his chin with his fingers, pondering whether to buy some materials for making magic potions at a low price on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace app).
But before he could even begin his search, a figure entered his field of vision.
Edwards, wearing an apron, was mopping the living room floor back and forth, his diligent face covered in beads of sweat.
He wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and excitedly told Fu Chen.
"Fu Chen, I broke the record! I can now sweep and mop your house in under five minutes and thirty seconds! This means I can do more housework in the same amount of time!"
Since the cheating scandal a couple of days ago, Edwards has put aside his covetousness towards Fu Chen's family.
You might say he's a beast in human form, but Edwards does have a tiny bit of humanity after all; it's just a matter of whether it's just a fleeting interest or how long it will last.
Sick dog!
Fu Chen suddenly had an idea!
He beckoned Edwards over.
Then he started a bit of bluffing, or rather, not exactly bluffing, since what Fu Chen did ultimately benefited his classmates.
So after following Fu Chen's plan, Edwards devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cause, even unto death!
Without any further hesitation, they immediately began the operation!
It was around 1 p.m.
In downtown Blue Mountain, students at Holy Spirit Martial Arts Middle School are beginning to leave school.
They are dismissed from school at noon on Saturday and then start classes again on Sunday afternoon.
Amidst the surging crowds.
A black figure stood out brightly in the sunlight.
My hair!
He's Black!
Are you a student here too?
Immediately, many female students showed excited expressions towards Edwards.
Because they rarely see international students and exchange students from abroad, the Holy Spirit Martial Arts Academy arranges for these "outstanding" foreign students to study together in a school district with better facilities.
They live in a different school district, so it's quite rare to see such distinguished foreigners at this gate.
Edwards was still too polite. He was about to respond to the female classmate's greeting when he suddenly remembered Fu Chen's advice to him.
I absolutely cannot speak Chinese, and I absolutely cannot understand how to speak Mandarin!
He shook his head aloofly, which not only failed to discourage the female students but also aroused their curiosity.
Edwards had never been under so much scrutiny.
To be precise, I have never received so many kind looks.
From childhood to adulthood, on his street and in those ordinary schools, he was almost always met with mocking and indifferent glances.
Under these circumstances, Edwards buried his inferiority complex deep within himself.
But what's going on here?
Please, Holy Spirit Martial Arts High School is a key martial arts high school in Blue Mountain City!
Even the most famous martial arts high school in Blue Mountains Province!
No wonder the more advanced and civilized a place is, the less it discriminates against people. He felt that he had gained the respect he had not received in all these years at Holy Spirit Martial Arts School!
"Can we take a picture?"
He had never seen a girl smile at him when they had a face-to-face conversation before. Most of them didn't give him the slightest bit of a friendly look because of his skin color and appearance.
But all the female students here were all beaming with smiles!
What about the male students?
Who the hell wants to look at those guys?
Edwards initially remembered Fu Chen's teachings on indifference.
But as more and more beautiful female students surrounded him, he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Okay, let's take a picture then."
Holy crap?
What's going on?
What's with this pure Lanshan Mandarin?
In an instant, Edwards spoke with a Blue Mountain accent that was exactly the same as theirs…
They immediately lost their sense of awe.
They lost their previous humility and subservience.
They left.
Within a radius of several meters, no one dared to approach Edwards anymore.
Edwards felt increasingly impressed by Fu Chen's greatness.
Could it be that Fu Chen told me not to speak because he had put some kind of potion on me?
As long as I don't speak, I can easily slip through the cracks and sneak into Holy Spirit Martial Arts Middle School.
Edwards thought he was getting smarter and smarter, able to sort out the situation with just a few insignificant clues. Could anyone be more clear-headed than him?
So he walked straight into the school gate, head held high and chest out, without the slightest hint of timidity.
Until a uniformed security guard respectfully stopped him.
"Excuse me, student, why aren't you wearing your school uniform?"
Edwards kept Fu Chen's instructions firmly in mind. He simply looked at the security guard with a scrutinizing gaze and said nothing.
The security guard was sweating profusely. Did he mean he missed it?
These are international friends, and exchange students and the like are the most difficult to please...
I don't know how to handle this situation now. I wish I hadn't stopped him.
In the blink of an eye, the security guard caught a glimpse of the situation and yelled angrily, "Damn it! Not wearing a school uniform? Come with me to the administration office!"
Then he kicked the young man in plain clothes.
After the security guards left, Edwards continued walking through the plaza of the Holy Spirit Martial Arts School.
Bathed in all sorts of kind gazes.
After he learned to keep his mouth shut, many well-meaning people started taking pictures with him.
Even some teachers joined in.
They were all beautiful female teachers, looking at Edwards with kind eyes while giving pointers to the students next to them in a lecturing tone.
"You should learn a lot from your Black classmates, do you hear me? Spending more time with them will be of great help to you."
It took less than ten seconds to say those words.
But Edwards spent twenty years reflecting on his life, and looking back on the first ten years of his life, he found nothing about himself that others could learn from him.
Could it be...?
Does his dark skin signify a lifetime of dedication?
Edwards looked blankly at the beautiful teacher. He really wanted to know what he had to offer that she could learn from him.
Damn it, everyone here has at least a first-level, fifth-grade martial arts cultivation.
He was just a nobody, with absolutely no martial arts cultivation, let alone the level of an alchemist.
Even a cat or a dog can easily defeat me, so what is it about me that I can teach them?
But he didn't say anything.
Because Fu Chen had said that he would try not to speak, and if he really couldn't hold back, he would rather take action than use words.
Then Edwards took action.
He made his move right next to the teaching building, in front of many female teachers and students.
His mind was always foggy; his hand touched the beautiful English teacher.
Her thighs.
Even though it was through a skirt, if he had done this elsewhere, he could have been sentenced to death.
By the time Edwards's sluggish brain realized what he had just done, it was too late; his palm was already in close contact with the other person's skin.
He gradually began to despair, but before the despair was reflected in his pupils or his face.
He was surprised to see that the beautiful English teacher had a shy smile on her face.
What about the rest?
The others wore envious smiles, their smiles tinged with covetousness and jealousy.
The Virgin Mary, Buddha, The Lord, Jesus, Lincoln—have I already gone to Heaven?
Or am I in hell?
Edwards began to get bolder. He had women on both sides, and no one thought it was a bad thing.
He remained silent.
Perhaps he had never entered heaven; it was Fu Chen's potion that was working on him!
That must be it!
Otherwise, why would these beautiful and high-achieving students be so friendly to me?
"Dear Black student, have you been having any difficulties with your studies lately? Perhaps I can help you."
More than one teacher said this to him, even though they didn't know Edwards.
But there is no doubt that he is not a student at Holy Spirit Martial Arts School.
Seeing that Edwards ignored them and walked straight toward the teaching building.
His target was the toilet.
He hadn't forgotten what his main purpose in coming here was.
As Edwards prepared to leave, the students and teachers who had gathered around him became anxious, fearing that the noble man would ignore them.
"This is a potion I recently made. Would you like to see if it's suitable for you, sir?" A potion teacher asked kindly and gently.
Holy crap?
Blue-tier potions?
Two portions?
Edwards was bewildered, even though he didn't know exactly what the potion's effects were.
But if you give it to Fu Chen, it will definitely be useful!
This will definitely help reduce the number of potions Fu Chen made for them to use to cheat on their exams.
In this respect, it is absolutely appropriate.
Edwards silently accepted it.
Then a frown.
The other female classmates also handed over various cultivation resources and magic potions.
Half an hour later.
Edwards was covered in all sorts of magical potions.
What he didn't know was.
The combined value of these potions has exceeded 3.
What's a mere 30,000?
Most importantly, a head of the disciplinary office noticed that Edwards had nowhere to store his potions, so he generously handed him a storage ring.
A storage ring worth 100,000 yuan, with a built-in one cubic meter of storage space.
These were all things Edwards had never used or seen before.
His emotions were in turmoil; he had now perfectly completed the task given to him by Fu Chen.
Fu Chen is truly amazing!
How did he manage to do that?
As Edwards was surrounded by a crowd, a cold, aloof figure passed by the teaching building and revealed a contemptuous sneer.
Watching this scene, Tan Shiyun sighed and shook her head: "What's so special about a black man? Heh."
She turned around and waved to the fair-skinned male classmate who had already gone down the stairs and walked away.
"Alexander, wait for me."
3 PM.
Fu Chen sat on the sofa at home.
On his hand was the storage ring that Edwards had retrieved from the Holy Spirit Martial Arts Academy.
The ring was filled with magic potions.
Fu Chen only needs to retrieve the logical rules to re-coordinate those potions, most of which are blue-level.
Thus, they could refine a white magic potion that would temporarily enhance their martial arts skills and alchemy abilities.
He soon began the refining process.
time does not wait.
Fu Chen then set aside some more potions and asked him to find a potion teacher at Holy Spirit Martial Arts Middle School to help him refine them.
Unexpectedly, upon learning of Edwards's needs, the other party generously arranged for him to access public resources within the school…
These are all white-grade magic potions given to students as rewards for passing exams.
This is sufficient to cover the two subject exams for all students in Class 5, Grade 1 at Pei Choi Middle School next Monday.
"Fu Chen, you're amazing! How did you do that?"
Fu Chen touched his chin.
His gaze was so solemn.
He wanted to ask another question…
How exactly did Edwards manage to do that...?
He simply believed that Edwards, as a foreigner, would be allowed to enter by some Western-worshipping security guards or teachers as long as he didn't reveal his accent.
Thus, they successfully collected materials from the toilet.
But unexpectedly, those people had become so obsessed...