Brother! This is the adoption certificate. I don't want your sister-in-law!

The next morning, my phone alarm went off.

Su Xiao reached out from under the covers, touched her phone on the bedside table, turned off the alarm, and squinted at the screen.

6: 30.

Without his younger sister, he had to fend for himself and go to school alone.

Another day of missing my sister~

There is still an unread QQ message on the screen.

He opened it and saw that it was sent by Wu Mengmeng.

"You scumbag, I wish your penis would be ten centimeters shorter."

Su Xiao stared at the screen for a few seconds, then put her phone aside.

Okay, it's an insult.

Wu Mengmeng, you're really ruthless!

They can even utter such vicious curses.

Ugh……

But for some reason, hearing her curse made him feel a little better.

At least the guilt isn't so heavy anymore.

Su Xiao thought for a moment and replied, "I've turned over a new leaf, am studying hard, and have decided to stop messing around. Let's not contact each other anymore; I'm afraid my girlfriend will misunderstand."

Click to send.

Su Xiao sighed, put her phone away, and went to brush her teeth.

After washing up, I wrapped the six refurbished cell phones in newspaper, stuffed them into my backpack, and went out.

A DVD shop by the roadside is playing familiar children's songs.

"The sun shines brightly, the flowers smile at me, and the little birds say, 'Good morning, good morning, why are you carrying your little schoolbag?'"

……

During the long break, Su Xiao asked Fang Yu to gather all the school's troublemakers in the grove behind the playground.

The grove was a regular haunt for hooligans to gather and smoke during breaks.

Cigarette butts and crushed soda cans were scattered on the ground, and the pool table next to it was covered with "xxx I like you" and "xxx is an idiot".

Su Xiao leaned against the pool table, watching Fang Yu lead a dozen or so people over in a sparse manner.

Each of them had their school uniforms open, their hair long and dyed, and they walked with a kind of arrogance unique to their age.

Are these the weapons and cannons used in the local area of ​​No. 1 Middle School?

Su Xiao couldn't help but complain in her heart, how could she have thought of hanging out with them back then? They were clearly the scallions, ginger, and garlic of No. 1 Middle School.

"Brother Su." Someone nodded to him.

"Hello, Brother Su," someone called out again.

Su Xiao was quite prestigious among this group of thugs.

It's not because he's particularly ruthless in fights, but because he's never afraid of losing and never falls out with his brothers.

In the underworld, these two things are more important than anything else.

Su Xiao nodded and glanced around.

There were about ten people in total, and they were all slacking off and couldn't even wear their school uniforms properly.

He cleared his throat, opened his backpack, and took out the six cell phones.

When they saw the phones neatly stacked on the pool table, their casings gleaming and the screen protectors still on, the group of thugs' eyes widened in amazement.

In this day and age, although mobile phones are widespread, they are mainly used by adults who have jobs and income.

Students like them, who are just delinquents, don't have any money to buy cell phones. They only use those cheap, secondhand ones that cost ten or twenty yuan.

If the ribbon cable on a flip phone comes loose, you have to tie it with a rubber band. The battery on a candybar phone won't last more than half a day. You'd be embarrassed to take it out and let anyone see it, let alone use it to flirt with girls.

Fang Yu was also taken aback for a moment, then leaned closer and whispered, "Brother Su, where did you get so many phones? Did you rob a phone store last night?"

Su Xiao ignored him.

He held a candybar phone in his hand and twirled it around, his expression unchanged, his tone as calm as if he were talking about something trivial.

"I have a way to get them from the black market. They originally cost 1,000 yuan each, but now they're only 300 yuan."

three hundred.

The group of thugs looked at each other.

Three hundred yuan is not cheap.

But compared to a thousand yuan, and compared to those new phones on the market that easily cost seven or eight hundred yuan, it's dirt cheap.

Su Xiao didn't rush them. Instead, she leaned against the pool table and demonstrated how to use her phone with one hand.

His thumbs flew across the keypad, and the flip-opening and closing motions were fluid and graceful—clearly the work of a seasoned craftsman.

As he demonstrated, he used that lazy, adult-like tone to bluff, "With this, will you ever have to make girls wait when you ask them out? Just a text message will do. And what's it called when you put it on the table? A symbol of status!"

"Wow, Su-ge, you're absolutely right! Give me one!"

"That's right. Last time I went to the internet cafe, as soon as I took out my old, beat-up clothes, the girl refused to play with me."

"Brother Su, your phone really has style!"

Three thugs couldn't contain themselves any longer and pulled out crumpled banknotes from their pockets.

He handed Su Xiao three bills, then three to her, and began examining the phone with obvious delight.

Two others stood by scratching their heads, saying they didn't have enough money. They paid a deposit of 100 yuan and would make up the remaining 200 yuan in the afternoon.

Without saying a word, Su Xiao shoved the phone into their hands.

The two thugs, holding their phones, looked happier than if it were Chinese New Year. They repeatedly said, "Thank you, Brother Su," and then walked away arm in arm.

The remaining few either didn't have any money or weren't interested, so they said goodbye to Su Xiao and left.

There's one more.

Su Xiao picked up the last candybar phone, glanced at Fang Yu who was standing next to her grinning foolishly, and casually tossed it into his arms.

Fang Yu caught it in a fluster, almost slipping to the ground. He held it with both hands and looked up in confusion.

"It's yours."

Fang Yu looked down at the brand-new phone in his hand, then looked up at Su Xiao, his mouth opening and closing several times, his eyes sparkling.

"Brother Su..."

"Wait, what's with that expression?"

Su Xiao took a step back with a look of disgust. "Get lost with your phone! If you make that face again, I'll beat you up!"

Fang Yu sniffed, put the phone into the safest inner pocket of his body, pressed his hand against his chest, and grinned.

Su Xiao ignored him and quickly made plans in her mind.

The cost of a mobile phone is a little over forty, but after being refurbished, it is sold for three hundred, resulting in a net profit of nearly two hundred and sixty.

We sold five units today, earning over a thousand yuan.

He glanced at the bustling crowd behind the teaching building.

If there's such a big market for high schools, wouldn't he become incredibly rich if every student had one?

Of course, the undergraduate admission rate of No. 1 High School may decrease...

Back in class, Xu Niannian sat in her seat.

She was writing something quietly with her head down, holding a pen in her hand, sitting upright.

Sunlight streamed in obliquely from the window, falling on the shoulders of her school uniform, making the white fabric shimmer slightly.

Su Xiao sat down next to her and tilted her head to glance at her.

I look better in my school uniform.

Of course, it's also possible that the floral shirt I wore yesterday was just too tacky.

He made a mental note of it.

In a few days, I'll dress her up in a nice outfit.

"Did you take notes for me in the chemistry section?" he asked casually.

Xu Niannian nodded, pushed the chemistry notebook that Su Xiao had placed on her desk to him, and whispered, "I've taken notes."

Did you do my homework yesterday?

Xu Niannian nodded again, her voice soft: "I wrote it and handed it in."

Su Xiao suddenly leaned forward, her face only inches away from hers, staring at her fair and round face.

Xu Niannian was startled by his sudden approach, her eyelashes fluttering, and she stopped writing.

Su Xiao looked into her eyes and asked, "Xu Daidai, why are you so good to me?"

Xu Niannian's face slowly turned red.

She lowered her head even further, as if she was thinking about the question seriously.

After a long while, she spoke.

The voice was still so soft, but the tone carried a hint of innocence and naivety, as if it were a matter of course.

"Isn't it only right that I treat you well?"