My Demon Friends-Chapter 627 - 599: After Skipping Class

Brother Nan and Zhou Li left, and it seemed they took the twilight glow with them as the sky quickly darkened.

Baozi continued to sit with her head down, silently calculating today’s earnings.

A Bubble Pistol actually only earned five yuan. However, today she had also sold a few postcards and photos. The framed photos made the most profit, amounting to over twenty yuan net.

This was quite a bountiful harvest—

In the previous days, she could only make a few yuan, and there were two days she didn’t open at all.

Don’t underestimate these few yuan. The cafeteria’s braised meat rice noodles were only two yuan and twenty cents a portion, enough to fill you up.

In any case, the income from street vending was enough for her meals, and she was idle anyway.

Happy!

Baozi noticed an upperclassman wearing Hanfu walk past, carrying a plastic bag. This upperclassman even glanced at her. The senior was also a vendor near the previous intersection, selling classical-style accessories. Baozi observed that her business was probably much better than hers. Perhaps I, too, could wear something eye-catching?

Baozi was expressionless.

This wasn’t the time to think about that. Instead, I should be thinking:

The experienced senior has already packed up her stall. How far can the campus patrol be?

Except for the annual flea market, setting up a stall was not allowed on campus in principle, as it could turn the campus environment into a mess, although Baozi thought that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Most of the time, the patrol team wouldn’t bother with such minor issues. The vendors were all girls who were good at acting coquettishly, so before dinnertime, the patrol team would largely ignore them. After dinnertime, they would start driving the vendors away. Especially at night, when visibility was poor and foot traffic increased, the patrol team wouldn’t allow them to occupy the sidewalks.

That was precisely when business was best.

It was undoubtedly past dinnertime now, and it was getting dark. Baozi really didn’t want to give up her business and found going back to her dorm boring, so she stubbornly stayed there.

Because of this, she kept her head down. If the patrol team came, she would say she had fallen asleep.

She stealthily glanced both ways.

No sign of the patrol team. I won’t leave then.

Just as she thought this, she saw the patrol team approaching on their electric bikes, lights flashing red and green.

After hesitating for a moment, Baozi quickly got up. She stacked the postcards in two or three motions, then grabbed the corner of the stall cloth and pulled it, immediately wrapping all her merchandise into a small bundle. She grabbed the bundle with one hand and her small stool with the other, and silently walked towards her dorm, expressionless.

The electric bike passed by her.

She held her breath, eyes straight ahead.

Thankfully, they didn’t trouble her.

Baozi breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head again, walking slowly.

Unwittingly, she bumped into a lamppost. She winced in pain, wanting to rub it, but with no free hands, she just shrank her neck and clenched her teeth.

Slowly setting down the stool, she freed one hand. It wasn’t as painful anymore. So, she reached into the bundle, pulled out the Bubble Pistol she had used last year at Wild Duck Lake, and madly pressed the trigger, aiming at the utility pole in front of her.

PEW PEW PEW...

A steady stream of water shot out.

The utility pole was completely unharmed.

But Baozi wasn’t discouraged. She kept frantically pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger, until she emptied all the water in the Bubble Pistol. Only when the utility pole was soaked did she put away the pistol, reassured.

「The sports field.」

Zhou Li was slowly walking. The Bubble Pistol in his hand flashed with light, releasing a string of bubbles.

This half of the lap was downwind, so all the bubbles were blown ahead. Tuanzi excitedly ran in front, jumping up and down to catch them. Whenever she caught one, she would feign momentary puzzlement. She pretended her intelligence was that of an average kitten, wondering why the bubbles disappeared even though she clearly caught them.

Humans always liked these cute little gadgets, especially young people. Tuanzi, appearing clumsy yet full of vigor, and especially with her exceptional beauty, attracted many glances.

If Tuanzi were kept at Baozi’s small stall, she could probably help sell at least a dozen Bubble Pistols a day, couldn’t she?

So thought Zhou Li, when suddenly, he heard a series of footsteps behind him.

"Yah!"

Brother Nan suddenly pounced on his back.

But she didn’t want her boyfriend to carry her like a typical girl would. Instead, she propped her hands on his shoulders and straightened her arms, making herself look tall, before letting herself down after a few seconds.

"I haven’t written the assignment that’s due tomorrow. Can you write it for me?" she asked, walking beside Zhou Li.

"Ah?"

"What ’ah’? Didn’t I write last week’s assignment for you?"

"Wasn’t it Mianmian and Qian Qian who wrote it for me?"

"Wasn’t it me who asked them to write it for you?"

"..." Zhou Li fell silent for a moment. "You should still try to do your own homework."

"?"

"Just this once, okay!" Zhou Li said.

"Humph..."

"Then I’m heading back."

"Let’s walk two more laps!"

"I need to go back and rush my homework..."

"Tsk! Stingy!"

However, Zhou Li still didn’t leave the sports field and continued walking in circles.

Thinking about classes tomorrow made him inexplicably nervous. It was a weird feeling he’d had since he was little, but fortunately, he could now talk to Brother Nan about it.

"Brother Nan, do you ever feel this way?"

"Like, after you skip classes for a day, going back to school the next day feels so unfamiliar, and it seems everything has changed so drastically."

"Your seat has been swapped. They’ve covered several lessons in Chinese, and math is completely incomprehensible. They assigned loads of homework yesterday, completed several test papers, and a ton of stuff has piled up. When I don’t normally skip class, so much never happens in just one day!"

"Yes, yes! Especially in first and second grade! If I skipped a day, the next day it felt like I didn’t even recognize the teachers!" Brother Nan enthusiastically agreed. "And yes, all the other students would stare at you with strange eyes!"

"Exactly," Zhou Li smiled. "I thought I was the only one."

"But I got used to it not long after," Brother Nan said.

"...You win."

"Do you still feel that way now?"

"Not if I skip for a day or two, but this time I skipped for over a week."

"Chill, chill. You’ll get used to it if it happens a few more times."

"Maybe."

Back in the dorm, Zhou Li sat at his desk. He looked at the homework his Little Cousin had sent him, found the book, turned to the corresponding page, and then located the questions.

In the end, he decided to copy the homework.

After all, Chang Xiaoxiang was the class representative. Among the boys, there were always some studious types who finished their homework early. Since they were close by, they had already handed it to Chang Xiaoxiang. So, Zhou Li could just copy it now and, if he was lucky, even choose someone with good handwriting.

「Wednesday.」

Today had the fewest classes, just one.

Zhou Li had too much homework last night and had only copied one assignment, so he continued copying during class.

Brother Nan just sat beside him and watched him copy.

How annoying.

During the break, Chang Xiaoxiang stood up and called out, "Time to hand in homework, everyone! Cell biology homework, remember to write your name and student number."

"Oh, oh!"

Zhou Li smacked his forehead. "I haven’t written my name and student number... Oh right, what’s your last name again, Brother Nan?"

"My last name is ’your ass’!"

"Oh, now I remember."

Unfazed, Zhou Li calmly wrote down his name and student number. He got up, handed it to Chang Xiaoxiang, and only then explained to Brother Nan, "Last class, I was copying homework and listening to the lecture at the same time. It was too much for my brain."

Brother Nan just gave him a look and then sighed. She had no choice but to forgive him.

"Not remembering my last name is okay, but you have to remember what I’ve told you."

"Got it. One day with Brother Nan, every day with Brother Nan."

"It’s one day with Brother Nan, Brother Nan for life."

"A blanket of Brother Nan."

"Hmm!"

Brother Nan nodded in satisfaction and stopped looking at him.

Mianmian, sitting in front, turned around. Her face was sour as she said, "Brother Nan really loves you. If it were any of us, we’d have been smacked already."

Zhou Li was unperturbed.

When it came to getting beaten, who could compete with him?