I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 80 Then Stay Away From Me

Jiang Chacha shut herself up.

No, to be precise, the three of them, including her, Bian Jichen, and Wen Huaizhi, were all autistic.

Bian Jichen's face stinks like ice, and the temperature in the nearby few meters seems to have dropped several degrees, making people afraid to approach it at all.

But Jiang Chacha and Wen Huaizhi were petrified.

It can be said that they have never drank such a bad thing...

Their eyes were lost, and they became demented as if their brains were suddenly sucked out.

If you invite well-known doctors in the city over now, seeing the two of them like this, you might shake your head and say it's hopeless.

There's no way, with Jiang Chacha like this, it must be impossible to continue making milk tea for the time being.

But there was still a long queue. Fortunately, Minister Zhang was particularly interested in setting up a stall to sell milk tea, so she temporarily replaced Jiang Chacha. Although this was the case, there were still not enough people.

At this time, Fu Yin, the chairman of the discipline committee, happened to pass by indifferently.

Seeing the president, vice president, and Minister Zhang here, she hesitated for a moment, thinking that she had read it wrong, and then stepped forward after repeated confirmation, and she asked coldly, "What are you guys doing here? "

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo share Don't want to sell milk tea together?"

Fu Yin: "Huh?"

No, what's going on in everyone's mind recently, did you discuss it and get trapped by the door together?
Jiang Chacha and Wen Huaizhi squatted on the side of the road, and the two opened a long distance, frantically filling themselves with mineral water bottles.

They all had stinky faces, as if they wanted to strangle each other to death.

Wen Huaizhi did not expect that after plotting against the vice president, he would be plotted against.He's okay with this taste, the nausea is a little disgusting, but it's still within his acceptable range.But what he couldn't accept the most was that he actually shared a straw with the vice president.

What's even more unreasonable is that there are her pink lipstick marks on it...

He actually drank like this...

Wen Huaizhi's gentle face became completely gloomy, and his eyes dimmed. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand over and over again.

Then, he frantically rinsed his mouth with mineral water, trying to dilute the lethality of the vice president's lipstick marks on his heart.

On the other side, Jiang Chacha also looked ugly, not much better.There were mineral water bottles that she had emptied at her feet. She didn't know how much water she drank to dilute the strange taste in her mouth.

Damn, I still underestimated how dark-hearted he is. She has never seen anyone with a darker heart than him.

The truth of the system is a bit hard to watch: [Ahem, but, the host... Didn't you plan to plot against Wen Huaizhi in the first place? 】

She also failed to calculate others, but she suffered a lot instead...

If it didn't mention it, Jiang Chacha wouldn't be so angry.She became annoyed and said, "I want you to take care of it!"

Even so, it didn't prevent her from scolding the dead president.

No, she seems to have forgotten one thing...

Jiang Chacha raised her head, and saw Bian Jichen with a stinky face, picking up the bag of milk tea and about to leave.

After squatting on the side of the road for a long time, my calf was still numb when I stood up, and I almost couldn't stand still.Jiang Chacha waited for a while, and saw that Bian Jichen had already left the queue and was about to walk towards the dense crowd.

She gritted her teeth and chased after him.

"Student Bian, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Hearing the sound, Bian Jichen was startled, but he didn't stop walking, and continued to walk with his long legs.

The voice behind him was still relentless, and finally the owner of the voice caught up with him and walked with him.

She said cautiously: "Student Bian, your clothes... are dirty."

Milk tea is a brown liquid, which is very obvious on the clothes. Coincidentally, he is also wearing a white T-shirt today, which is simply unbearable to watch. Moreover, as he walks around, a little bit of it floats out from his clothes from time to time. Sour vinegar smell.

Seeing that the image of such a top-notch handsome guy was harmed by him, Jiang Chacha felt even more guilty.

The man continued to stare straight ahead without giving her any peripheral vision.He was very tall, Jiang Chacha had to try to raise his head to look at him and talk to him.

She swallowed, "Student Bian, why don't I pay you for a piece of clothing, and I'll call you back now?"

"No." He said succinctly.

"How can this work! In my heart... I will feel very sorry."

Only then did Bian Jichen stop in his tracks.

When he turned his head, he saw Jiang Chacha lowered her head, and her voice gradually dropped.

"If you're really sorry." He said.

Jiang Chacha raised her head, her eyes sparkling, expecting what he would say.

"Then stay away from me." He said lightly.

The corners of Jiang Chacha's mouth that had just opened up suddenly stiffened, then slowly slipped down, and finally turned into a drooping arc.

There was neither sadness nor joy in his dark eyes, and his pupils were like an abyss reflecting the starry sky. They were beautiful, but at the same time revealed Sen Han's alienation.

He put down these words, glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and left.

Jiang Chacha looked at his back, and the summer wind blew up the corner of his white T-shirt, which was clean and exuded a clear smell. Just such a back, I don’t know how many girls can secretly fall in love with a whole youth, let alone him. There is such an excellent high configuration.

Her slightly opened mouth was speechless and finally closed.

Thinking back, she reviewed the contacts she had with him on campus.

Of course, it doesn't count when Xiaotu's maid works part-time, he doesn't know it's her.

She seriously thought about whether she had gone too far.She thought, she didn't go crazy to get in touch with him just because she was a player of the second game of mind, every time she came into contact with Shengyingli, it was just a coincidence, and she didn't plan carefully to meet him by chance.

If you really want to say if there is anything that is too much...

She was startled.

Is it last time?

Last time, she was chased by the original owner's crazy fans, and when she met him on the road, she pestered him to help her.

That really exposed her original true temperament, and it was indeed a little bit of contact with him.

Is this too much...

Jiang Chacha doesn't even know, she doesn't even know what the definition of excessive is.

However, she knew what it was like to hate someone very much, and she wished that she would disappear from her eyes.

Jiang Chacha smiled wryly, she still didn't have any b numbers.

In this case, on campus, even if she had no intentions and no intentions, it was still... as good as him becoming a stranger.

There is no intersection, and there is no speaking.

On the way back, the sun was so hot, there was no umbrella or sun protection shirt, but Jiang Chacha didn't seem to feel anything on her bare skin.

When she returned to the milk tea cart, she found that there were two more people in the stall team.

One is the familiar Minister Zhang, because Minister Zhang himself is lively and playful, so she is not surprised that she would apply to join.

And the other person is...

"Chairman of Disciplinary Committee?!" Jiang Chacha looked in surprise at Fu Yin who had already put on an apron and was completely used to the job of making milk tea. A smile immediately appeared on her face, "Why are you here... "

She hasn't apologized to her for the incident last time.

Plus Fuyin’s WeChat messages were like a stone dropped into the sea, and there was no response at all.

People don't want to pay attention to her at all.

And now how come...

Fu Yin glanced at her coldly, "Why are you standing there, there are almost hundreds of orders, why don't you come over and help?"

Who is the boss? ?
But what she said made Jiang Chacha stunned.

She blinked her eyes cutely, she only left the post for such a short time, how come there are hundreds of orders all of a sudden?
Jiang Chacha soon realized that the fans of the original owner were too enthusiastic and supportive. Many directly ordered several cups of milk tea, and some even directly ordered dozens of cups, as if they wanted to invite the whole class to drink together.

Jiang Chacha almost gave a thumbs up and yelled "Boss is big".

Happiness came so suddenly that it hit her head dizzily, as if her heels couldn't land on the ground.

She didn't expect that once she was born, she would also experience things like internal entertainment fans calling her idols to brush up their performance, which felt very unreal.

Maybe this is the fan economy...

She suddenly remembered Wen Huaizhi.

She looked left and right, and saw that he was no longer there, and had already left.

Jiang Chacha wished that he would get farther and farther away, not to mention being an eyesore, but also trying to plot against her.

He left wisely, just as she wanted.

Soon it was noon.

Jiang Chacha originally thought that they were going to eat at noon, and that there would be fewer people coming to buy milk tea.But I didn't expect that in fact, more people came, the line was like a long queue, and the original owner's fans would still buy her milk tea even under the scorching sun.

Jiang Chacha felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, she sighed.

The fans are so good, the original owner did those bad things, I really feel sorry for her fans.

The number of people who bought it exceeded her expectations. She checked it and found that the materials were almost gone, and it wouldn't last long. She urgently found a merchant in the same city to place an order and asked him to deliver it quickly.

So, these people are busy here all day.

Jiang Chacha was really embarrassed to ask so many people to help, and she persuaded her several times.

"I'm not leaving, it's so fun, I don't want you, the vice president, to play secretly by yourself again!" Lin Xiaoxiao took a bite of the pancake and said angrily.

"..." She couldn't talk to her.

Jiang Chacha looked at Minister Zhang and the others again.

"Usually it's too boring, making milk tea is also good to pass the time." An Liuli continued to be busy without looking back.

"I'm not leaving either." Minister Zhang said with a smile.

As for Fu Yin, Jiang Chacha looked at her iceberg-like face and dared not fart.

Seeing that they were all playing house, she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

In my heart... I am still very moved.

In the blink of an eye, the sun sets.

Bian Jichen played with a group of classmates at the campus festival for a day.

Although he was playing, he seemed to be out of his body all day long. He could hear what they said, and he could feel the delicious food being swallowed by him, but he still didn’t have a real sense of participation. .

At the same time, there was a burning sensation in my heart, like the green grass in the park being scorched by the sun.

From the time he went to buy milk tea from Jiang Chacha, it has been going on until now.

Although it can't be said to be very uncomfortable, it is like the black brand of grass scorched by the sun, it is real.

So much so that he said that to Jiang Chacha in agitation.

There is no night show in Shengying's campus festival.

Many people were already tired from playing, and went back to their respective homes. There were only a few people left in the square, and there were rubbish piled up after the bustle on the side of the road, but they were all sorted well. Bian Jichen didn't smell any peculiar smell. Still smoke remains.

People who set up stalls on the road are cleaning up the mess and carrying goods.

Bian Jichen continued walking.

He had already replaced the T-shirt that was stained by Jiang Chacha's sip of milk tea today, and he went to the nearest shopping mall to buy a casual top.The moment he changed in the locker room, he instantly felt much drier.

As for the T-shirt, he naturally threw it in the trash can.

Many of his clothes are disposable, or they are worn once, and then they are put in the closet for a period of time, and then they are regularly replaced with new season items.

The fate of this T-shirt should be the same.

But for some reason, Bian Jichen looked at it a few more times when he saw it being thrown into the trash can.

Maybe it's because his fate was miserable. He was sprayed with milk tea, smelled of vinegar, and was pitifully thrown in a random trash can in the mall.

It was so pitiful that Bian Jichen thought of Jiang Chacha who was following behind him at that time, who was so bowed down that he couldn't even utter a word.

He was wondering if what he said at the time...was a little too much.

The setting sun dyed half the sky red.

For some reason, Bian Jichen passed by the booth of the ginger tea milk tea cart.

Reason told him to go farther, but his steps seemed to be disobedient, and he walked a few seconds slower than usual.

He raised his cold eyes and looked over.

The pale pink milk tea is graffitied with many colorful and cute patterns. At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun dyes it, turning it into a deeper red, which looks more dreamy.

In front of the milk tea cart, a few girls were packing their things. They were very addicted, and felt that they had forgotten the existence of external things.

Bian Jichen noticed Jiang Chacha in the crowd at first sight.

She still wears a peaked cap with a yellow smiling face on it, and her curly hair is tied at the back of her head with a rubber band. Her delicate face is like a freshly peeled egg, very tender, because after a busy day, the broken hair around her ears It was wet and stuck to her face.

She is carrying a cardboard box, and the things in the box should be quite heavy.

Because of her bending over, the low ponytail that was originally in the back immediately ran to her chest, and it looked a bit playful when matched with her peaked cap.

She stood up holding the cardboard box, and when she looked up, she happened to see him.

Bian Jichen was thinking about how he should deal with her when she came over.

Seeing that she just glanced at him indifferently, she retracted her eyes indifferently, and walked in another direction with the cardboard box in her arms.

That look is so familiar to everyone.

This is the look in the eyes of strangers.

He was stunned.

　One more chapter later

　　
　
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