I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Seeing Chen Feng's pouch, Hiratsuka could guess what Chen Feng wanted to do with his feet.

"Give me a cigarette, I'm out of cigarettes."

"Smooth less, your tonsils are still inflamed."

Putting on his coat, Chen Feng took Hiratsuka Jing's cigarette and took a deep breath after lighting it...

Sure enough... if there is no medicine, only the nicotine in the cigarette can calm me down a little bit.

Most people may be confused and relaxed when they wake up from sleep, but Chen Feng is confused and irritable. The more confused he is, the more irritable he is.

After Chen Feng finished smoking, Hiratsuka quietly asked:

"I will send you back?"

"I haven't delivered the food today."

"Send a fart takeaway in your state!" Hiratsuka rolled his eyes, "I suspect you will be gone if you send it away. Go back and take a good rest."

"Want to make money."

"Are you still earning money? Who are you trying to earn?"

"..."

After being silent for a while, Hiratsuka Shizuka noticed that Chen Feng's eyes had faded a lot, and he sighed.

"It seems so."

Following Hiratsuka quietly downstairs, Chen Feng got on the sports car again.

"By the way, there seems to be someone in my memory who took me to the infirmary. Is it May's classmate?"

"It shouldn't be the case. The five girls from the Nakano family also visited you, but you weren't awake at that time, so they probably only knew."

"Not them? But I know six people in general."

Chen Feng touched his chin and said.

"Which?"

"You still have classmates May."

"..."

"A little bit less?"

"No, I thought you would only know me."

"Want to fight?"

Chen Feng is not stupid, he heard clearly what this stinky lady meant. Isn't this just cursing him round and round?

"Okay, no kidding." Hiratsuka drove the car and congratulated him: "Congratulations on your first grade ranking. Now many students in your grade still doubt if you are cheating, but you don't have to go. Pay attention to the rumors."

"I never paid attention to it."

This reminded Chen Feng of the pile of paper shells and plastic garbage in his drawer.

It's just a group of self-righteous children, and Chen Feng doesn't care about them so easily.

The little kid who only dared to throw trash into his drawer in the dark has no mind or guts, and will not be able to become a climate in the future.

If it's him, what kind of **** will he throw in the drawer? You put a bomb directly under the drawer, isn't it fragrant?

But it was only once. If the other party had too much shit, Chen Feng wouldn't mind giving a small lesson to the perpetrator.

"By the way, I want to develop a hobby, stinky lady, what do you think I do better?"

There was a person around him who could barely match the conversation, and Chen Feng, Shizuka's personality, also thought it was pretty good, so he regarded her as a friend.

"Do you want to cultivate some amateur interests? That's okay, you can make money anyway." Hiratsuka drove with one hand, lit a cigarette with the other and waited for the red light, giving Chen Feng an idea: "You are usually there. If you work part-time, you probably don’t have time to talk about fishing, so you might as well get some collections, which will satisfy your interest and will not delay you from doing other things you want to do."

"collect?"

"Yes, for example, coins, posters, books, etc., everything that makes you feel worthy of collection will do."

After finishing speaking, she added: "I know some people who are engaged in coins. If you are interested, I can introduce them to you."

"The collection does seem to be good, but let's forget these few, I have no interest in it."

"You have time to observe and observe your surroundings. There are many things that can be collected. A leaf or a stone will do. As long as you think it is worth collecting, you can save them. When the quantity reaches a certain scale, You will feel very proud."

Chen Feng thoughtfully...

Floating clouds obscured the sun, and the dark curtain was gradually raised at night, and the city was foggy.

Although the fever had not completely subsided, Chen Feng was not asleep at this time, but was browsing the forums of many sand sculpture netizens.

Suddenly, a phone call diverted his attention from the computer screen.

It's the phone number of Ogata's boss.

"Hello? Is Uncle Ogata doing anything?"

"I heard Hiratsuka-sensei say that you are sick, how is your health?"

"It's okay, the fever has gone a lot."

"That’s good. Didn’t you tell you that if your grades are good, everyone will give you some small gifts? I didn’t expect you to take the first grade exam. An hour ago I had entrusted an errand runner to give it to you. You Pay attention to it."

"Ah...thank you."

"You don't need to be so polite. In fact, we didn't know what to give you at first. In the end, we found someone on the Internet to ask before buying it for you. You young people should be more interested in this thing."

After chatting for a few minutes, the door rang just as Chen Feng hung up the phone.

The visitor is an errand runner who specializes in running errands to help people buy things and give things away. He asked:

"Are you Mr. Chen Feng?"

"right."

"This is your thing, please check it."

After signing, Chen Feng took the box and returned to the living room.

When the box was completely opened by Chen Feng, a female anime model with wings was placed inside.