CH 67.3

The Bankroller Little Sister (3)

The first one was a report card, with English 127 points and Chinese 129 points. Rank 292 in the whole grade. Name: Ruan Qingmu.

The second one was a WeChat betting check bill.

The four chosen sons*, each of them reaped 20 times of earnings. The lowest one only spent 6 yuan and won 130 yuan.

*T/N: Person chosen by God

But this wasn’t the point. The main point was that “Ruan Ruan is really soft” spent 50 yuan and made one thousand yuan…

In Class 1’s classroom, someone screamed. “Ah. I lost money. Despicable! And someone unexpectedly won 1000 hundred yuan. Both men and gods are angry*.”

*T/N: Describes public outrage.

Not far from him, the cold-faced class monitor lord opened his WeChat and listened to the pleasant sound of money being collected in his WeChat wallet, his gaze both bright and gentle.

In Class 9, Bai Xiaosheng lowered his head and typed out, “Little junior sister, the money has been paid, ah. Although I don’t know who you are, congratulations. I’ve been doing this business for over a year and you’re the first to win so much money here!”

The opposite account was clearly a small account. The registration time was new and there was nothing in the Moments. It appeared to have been specially registered to place bets.

That avatar quickly replied with a “happy until flying” sticker. “Mm. Ruan Ruan is super amazing~~~.”

Bai Jing got goosebumps from this corny tone. “Hahaha. I welcome the beauty to continue your patronage.”

Before he finished, there was an interface for money transfers totaling 1,000 yuan.

Bai Jing: “???”

“I’ll decline the money. Please help me return this to the people who lost money in the bets.”

Bai Jing was stunned. “Why, beauty?”

The other had a smile like a light cloud and soft breeze*. “Oh, I don’t lack in money.”

*T/N: A kind of free and easy and helpless attitude, mostly used for feelings.

Bai Jing: “＜（＾－＾）＞… I can see it. Miss is a Ms. Perfect*.”

*T/N: Internet slang: fair-skinned, rich, and beautiful.

“Betting isn’t good. I only want to express my trust and support for him.”

Bai Jing said, “Beauty, our Ruan-ge will be moved to death if he finds out how much you’re willing to support him! Do you mind giving me a name so that I can help you convey your admiration?”

The opposite sent a “profound mystery” sticker. “No need. Oh right, I have one condition. People who want their money back must use their real names and shout “Ruan Qingmu is amazing” three times in the forum and the grade’s group chat.”

Bai Jing replied with a “vomiting blood” image. “Fine, lady! I’ll handle it for you!”

He hurriedly returned and posted the screenshot of the two people’s conversation to the group, erasing the “Ruan Ruan is really soft” ID. “The creditor sister had spoken. She wanted to listen to something pleasant. Everyone can do as they see fit. Ha~~~demanding a real name! – Anyways, it can’t be a full refund. The bank gets a small commission!”

The little gamblers who lost their money clamored around in shock. There was even something like this going on?

“Ruan-ge is amazing! Ruan-ge is amazing! Ruan-ge is amazing!”

“Ruan-ge is amazing! Ruan-ge is amazing N times! Amazing beyond the horizon!”

“I’ve finished shouting. Bai Xiaosheng, please tell the bankroller sister that I can keep shouting until she goes bankrupt if there’s more money involved~~.”

Bai Jing followed the actual name operation to refund the money while turning back, mysteriously winking at Ruan Qingmu. “Ruan-ge, I’m telling you. I have a feeling I know who this person is.”

Ruan Qingmu stared at the flooding several rows of “Ruan-ge is amazing” and looked at the unerased picture Bai Jing sent him with “Ruan Ruan is really soft.” After hearing what he said, his face suspiciously turned red. “No need to guess. I know who it is.”

Bai Jing slapped his thigh. “That’s right. If you’ve thought about it, then let’s say it – Must be the one who provided us with Lin Hua’s video recording before. She didn’t want money last time either!”

***

Inside Class 1, Qin Yuan hurried to stand up and nodded at a boy at his side. “Let’s go. I’ll treat you guys to eating midnight snacks tonight.”

“Ohh. Boss ranks in first place again and wants to celebrate it by treating us!” The boys excitedly shouted.

They saw their usually icily arrogant class monitor slightly smile and his gaze was exceptionally bright. “Let’s call Class 9’s people. Everyone there has improved.”

***

The midnight snack section of the cafeteria was pitch-black and a crowd of boys dejectedly stood right in front.

The senior high school boys were in the middle of growing their bodies. After eating dinner at 6 o’clock, many would use every second to play a small group ball game and their stomach would easily be rumbling with hunger at 9 o’clock.

The school’s cafeteria would provide midnight snacks such as boiled dumplings, wontons, steamed buns, corn on the cob, and so on. Nobody would have imagined they were undergoing some internal sterilization tonight, which was why they were closed for today.

“It’s all right. Save this for another time and cash it in later,” a Class 1’s boy shouted.

The Class 9’s boys were impatient and felt it was such a pity in their hearts. They had heard that Class 1 Boss was extraordinarily generous with his money and he just so happened to bring them along today, but they unexpectedly didn’t have the luck.

Qin Yuan stood in front of the cafeteria door and looked at Ruan Qingmu at his side, softly asking, “What should we do?”

Ruan Qingmu dispiritedly lowered his head. “I’m hungry. I want to eat something.”

He wanted to eat something with this person. Thinking about it made him long for it even more.

Huang Ya tried to persuade him from the side. “Let it be. Let it be. The cafeteria isn’t open for business and the school gate is locked already. There’s nothing we can do.”

“Next time. Our boss treating us will definitely be a frequent thing!” One Class 1’s boy consoled him.

Qin Yuan looked at Ruan Qingmu and suddenly turned to the crowd. “Does everyone dare to climb over the wall?”

Fu Songhua was so startled, he nearly stumbled on his feet. “Boss, say it again, what is it that you want to do?”

Qin Yuan indifferently said, “I’ve said I will treat you guys. I can’t go back on my word, can I?”