Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"That's their business, what's it to you!"

……

The black Mercedes was parked downstairs in the dormitory building. Ding Heng put the cardboard box in the trunk, got into the driver's seat, and did not start the car immediately.

He took out his phone and opened Hua Qing's chat window.

Hua Qing sent me a message ten minutes ago.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Images

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Already reported.

Hua Qing stood at the entrance of Beijing Dance Academy, holding up a brand-new student ID.

In her ID photo, she is without makeup, with a cool and aloof look, exuding an ethereal aura.

[Ding Heng]: Congratulations, senior.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Hmm.

A simple "hmm," spoken lightly, as if devoid of emotion.

[Ding Heng]: But senior, there's something I need to remind you of.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】：?

[Ding Heng]: A graduate student from Beijing Dance Academy's personal vlog, which must be updated regularly!

After a few seconds of silence...

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】: Perverted!

Ding Heng could almost picture Hua Qing's expression at that moment.

Her eyebrows and lips were pressed into a line, and her ears were turning slightly red. Even though she was scolding him, she felt excited and thrilled.

[Ding Heng]: So, senior, do you hope that the pervert will visit you in the capital at least once a week?

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: As you wish.

Again, it's just the two words "simple and understated".

[Ding Heng]: Okay, then I'll come every week. Senior, you'd better be prepared, you should know what I like, right?

Hua Qing didn't reply again until five minutes later.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: [Video]

Ding Heng wasn't in a hurry to appreciate it. He exited the chat window and instead opened his chat with Zhao Yanxi.

The message was still at noon when Zhao Yanxi sent a photo of her having lunch with her roommates.

Four girls sat around a hot pot, the red oil broth bubbling away. They flashed V-signs at the camera, their smiles bright, seemingly indicating a close relationship.

[Lucky Zhao]: Brother Ding Heng! Our dorm is having a start-of-term dinner! I'll be heading back soon!

[Lucky Zhao]: I learned a dish from Xiao Jingjing! I'll make it for you tonight! [Proud Little Cat.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: What dish?

[Lucky Little Zhao]: I'm not telling you! [Mysterious kitten.jpg]

[Lucky Zhao]: Just wait and see! I guarantee you'll be amazed!

[Ding Heng]: As long as it's not a fright.

【Lucky Little Zhao】: [Sullen little cat.jpg]

[Lucky Zhao]: Can't you have a little more faith in your baby?!

Ding Heng sent a head-patting emoji and exited the chat.

Next was Wenjing.

The photos she sent showed a supermarket shopping cart piled high with groceries: vegetables, pork ribs, eggs, a bag of rice, and several boxes of strawberries.

[Good Luck Xiaojing]: Just finished reporting for duty and came to the supermarket to buy some groceries. I've already decided what to make for dinner. What time will you be back?

[Good Luck Xiao Jing]: Will Baima come tonight? Should we buy more?

Ding Heng felt a warmth in his heart.

Wenjing is like that; she's always worrying about others and always manages the household affairs perfectly.

[Ding Heng]: They should come. Buy more. I'll go back as soon as I'm done here.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: [Little rabbit nodding obediently.jpg]

Finally, he opened Lin Man's chat window.

Lin Man sent several messages and a few pictures.

The first picture shows several large suitcases piled up at the entrance of the apartment.

The second picture shows an empty living room; the furniture has been moved out, leaving only a floor covered in dust that hasn't been swept away yet.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: Boss, I've terminated my apartment lease. Moving all my stuff to the new place was exhausting! [Fox collapsing.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: Don't you want to leave yourself a place to stay?

The other end replied instantly; it was a voice message.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: "No way! What's the point of living if the boss doesn't want me one day?"

Ding Heng chuckled and sent a head-patting emoji in return.

A few seconds later, Lin Man sent another picture.

It's a big cage.

It's made of iron, and it's very large; I estimate it could fit an adult inside.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: I found this in the deepest part of the storage room when I moved; I had completely forgotten about it.

[Ding Heng]: How come you have this in your house?

[Linhu's Guide]: I used to want to get a large dog, like a Golden Retriever or an Alaskan Malamute. I even bought the cage, but then I found out I'm allergic to dog hair, so I gave up on that idea.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: [Fox sighing.jpg]

The next second, Lin Man sent another voice message.

Her voice was soft and seductive, with an ambiguous laugh.

[Lin Hu leads the way]: "So, it's perfect for the boss... to keep his disobedient little pet company~"

Ding Heng chuckled and exited the chat window, placing his phone on the center console and starting the car.

.........

Baima's junior college is also located at the foot of Yuelu Mountain, not too far from Hunan University.

The school gate is very grand, with large gold-plated characters engraved on a marble stele.

The bulletin board at the entrance is covered with colorful posters, boasting things like "Demonstration Base for Industry-Education Integration", "First Prize in the National Vocational College Skills Competition", and "Employment Rate of Over 98% for Five Consecutive Years"... the claims are ridiculously exaggerated.

Ding Heng parked the car on the side of the road and took out his phone to send a message to Baima.

In less than five minutes, a petite figure skipped and hopped out of the school gate.

On the first day of school, Baima dressed simply, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and casual cargo pants.

She was followed by three girls, each with a different appearance.

Baima turned around and said something to them. The three girls stopped, waved to her, and turned to leave in another direction.

Then Baima quickly ran to the car, opened the passenger door, and plopped down inside.

"Brother!"

She tilted her head back, her smile radiant.

Ding Heng looked her up and down.

Since Huang Yue's incident, Baima's change has been quite obvious, as if he had an epiphany overnight.

Unlike before, when she always hunched her shoulders, her eyes were clearer and more determined than before. She no longer had that deliberately feigned maturity, and her communication with strangers became much smoother and more natural.

"Is everything done?"

"Yes! The dorms have been assigned, the beds have been made, and I've collected everything I needed."

Baima started complaining.

"The school is really run-down, completely different from what's shown in the brochure. They said it would be a four-person room, but when we got there it was a six-person room. They said there would be a private bathroom, but it turned out to be a communal bathhouse."

Her tone wasn't one of genuine complaint, but rather one of novelty: "A junior college degree? What can you expect from that?"

Ding Heng couldn't help but chuckle and started the car: "Let's go to the supermarket. I'll buy you some more things. Is there anything else the dorm needs?"

Baima thought for a moment: "There are too many things we need... clothes hangers, washbasins, slippers, storage boxes... Oh well, we'll figure it out when we get there. I know there's a big supermarket nearby."

Ding Heng stepped on the gas, and the car slowly drove out of the school gate.

Pema leaned back in her chair and suddenly spoke.

"Brother, I have something to tell you."

"Ok?"

"I'm not planning to buy a car."

Ding Heng turned his head and glanced at her.

Baima's tone was calm, not like a momentary impulse, but rather the result of long-term consideration.

"I got a small electric scooter, which is enough for me to ride around the school."

Ding Heng didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.

"Besides... owning a car is quite expensive. Gas, insurance, parking fees, all sorts of miscellaneous expenses add up to a lot each month. My mom only gives me two thousand a month now, so I have to be careful with my money."

"Your mom only gives you two thousand a month?"

Ding Heng asked with concern, "Is it usable for you?"

"It's unlikely."