If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will? - Chapter 12

I think, I have ushered in the biggest crisis in my life.

A camera worth 20,000 yuan has made me lose my eyes.

People in the same industry are concerned about this, but no one can say anything, after all, this is not a small amount. However, such a big thing in the team is also very affecting the atmosphere?

When we stopped at a place to rest, everyone looked at me with some concern.

The clock was a relaxed face. He put a hand on my shoulder and tapped my finger on my shoulder, and it was a little song. I stood so nervously under his claws and accepted the trial.

Zhong Yuan said to everyone: “This is something between me and Muir. You don’t have to worry about it. Yes, Muer?” He said, and the strength of hitting my shoulder was heavier.

I screamed at the corner of my mouth, “Yes…”

The people sighed, but then they looked at me with a sorrowful look.

The captain was a kind person. He hesitated and said to Zhong Yuan: “I am also responsible for this task.”

Zhong Yuan is very generous in swinging his hands. “No need. You don’t have to worry about it, I can still treat her.” Then he glanced at me with a smile.

When you heard this, the expression on your face immediately became strange and I was scared. I don’t understand. What kind of ghosts does Zhongyuan have to do this time?

……

When the camp came back, everyone had a crazy dinner. The reason why this dinner is crazy is that, in addition to the high mood of everyone, but also because their stomach is also relatively high. Yes, they are, nothing to me. Because I have been thinking about the camera of Zhongyuan, I have no appetite.

Zhong Yuan was eating with relish, and the dishes on the table were tasted by him. He also clipped a super big fish head into my bowl and laughed with a bad smile. “What are you worried about? Anyway, you are asking for money, you have to kill one.”

I pouted the big fish head with resentment, what did he say?

The fate is that although this is not heard, it is a fact…

We gathered for dinner very late, and a large group of people came back to school. Zhong Yuan was filled with some wine by Lingling’s sister, and they walked a little. I was thinking about the fact that he was too unclear to discuss the camera with him. Maybe he would not be too difficult for me.

So I quietly and quietly, with Zhongyuan leaving the eyes of everyone, secretly came to a remote pavilion.

I threw Zhong Yuan on the wooden bench and opened the door and asked, “Zhong Yuan, how much do you intend to make me lose?”

Zhongyuan leaned against the pillar behind him and raised his eyes and looked up at me. The faint road light shrouded his face, his face was very calm, like a herbivore, clever and harmless. I can’t help but sigh. It’s good to be drunk. Now the harm and attack power of Zhong Yuan has dropped to the weakest level?

I stared at the completely harmless face, and sighed, how is this kid’s skin so good, envy and hate>__<

Zhong Yuan continued to criticize me deeply: “So what do you mean by me now? If you talk about the price and don’t give money, you won’t want to take me to drunk and knock me out?”

He said that I was even more embarrassed. I bowed my head and didn’t dare to look at him. “I don’t mean this…”

Zhong Yuan: “What do you mean?”

I took the courage to look at him and said, “I… I don’t want money, I have to kill one…”

Zhong Yuan smiled and smirked. “Good, you mean, are you going to make a difference?”

I:”……”

Zhong Yuan, you don’t always be so speechless, good~_<

The negotiations went on here, and my momentum was completely suppressed. At this time, I had to say weakly: “I don’t mean that, that… can I owe you first, slowly…”

Zhong Yuan frowned in dissatisfaction: “You think about me for wood, I am also very poor, and I need money very much…”

Are you poor? Are you poor? If you are poor, do you still buy a camera with 20,000 yuan? If you are poor, how much more money is in the meal card than in my bank card?

Of course, I only dare to lick in these words, in case this abnormal state is anxious to smash my fingers to pay debts…

So I asked weakly: “What do you say?” I really have no money, my dad has no money…

Zhongyuan thought for a moment and replied: “Well, I just wanted to ask for a sparring. I haven’t found a suitable one yet. If it is you, I won’t pay you when I get there.”

I swallowed and thought I was wrong. “Is it with me?”

Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows and said: “You don’t want to? If you don’t want to, forget to take the money.”

I hurriedly shook my head. “No, of course, I am willing, but why do you want to ask for sparring? What to practice?”

Zhong Yuan replied: “When you play and play sports, I can’t play tennis with myself?”

I nodded silently, speechless.

Zhong Yuan asked again: “What problem do you have?”

“I just want to ask, do you really feel that you are poor in Zhongyuan?” I have never seen such a poor man who is so arrogant, and also spared!

Zhong Yuan’s face replied with no red heart: “I am certainly poor, otherwise why should I ask for a sparring without spending money?”

I always feel that there is a problem with the logic in his words.

I and Zhong Yuan made an in-depth discussion on the details of “labor debt repayment.” Finally, we reached an agreement: the money in my bank card is completely owned by Zhongyuan, and Zhongyuan sent me a piece of two hundred dollars a month. Money, but I reserve the right to control his meal card until I am still in debt. According to the valuation of the unlucky camera and the current market value of the labor force, our debt repayment period is tentatively set at fifteen months. Of course, if I perform well, it can be shortened appropriately.

In addition to the debt payment period, I am a little embarrassed, other conditions are still good, anyway, I don’t have much money in my bank card, and in this way, I don’t have to worry about eating.

But the price is fifteen months, fifteen months…