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At night, they sat in Jinhe Park for a long ti and talked for a long ti.

Later, not until after nine o’clock, Huo Feng, frozen stiff, asked if they could leave?

Only then did Pu Sangzhi slip off him and indeed felt the night frost on his body...

At that mont, she was truly apologetic and touched.

Afterward, Huo Feng took her back to their secret base on his little electric scooter.

Hearing that she hadn’t eaten dinner yet, along the way, Huo Feng had packed up a serving of fried rice cakes, a portion of marinated dishes, and bought two bottles of alcohol.

So that night, after returning to the secret base, Pu Sangzhi drank a little alcohol and, under its slight influence, eventually fell asleep.

There were five bunk beds in the secret base, and Pu Sangzhi randomly picked one to lay down on, while Huo Feng slept on the bed right next to hers.

At 11 p.m., aided by the effects of the alcohol, Pu Sangzhi slept deeply.

Huo Feng lay next to Pu Sangzhi but tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

He was not unaware of Pu Sangzhi’s family situation...

He knew about the debt her family owed, he knew the amount of the debt, and he knew she and her mother were hiding from creditors while her father was busy with so unknown business elsewhere...

Her family’s circumstances were complicated and saddening, an extrely difficult situation to resolve.

The biggest problem was money.

Money ah...

Huo Feng sighed deeply, holding his phone and sliding his finger across the bright screen, trying to find if there were any good ways to make a lot of money.

Of course, he was just looking.

Being a student, he not only lacked the experience to make a lot of money, but he also lacked the ti.

Searching "How to make a lot of money?" on Baidu, what popped up were various franchise advertisents.

These advertisents were dazzling, covering all kinds of businesses and seemingly promising everything one could think of.

But these were all risks, they all required money, and all were more suited for adults to run.

Huo Feng racked his brain, continuously trying to co up with a solution...

He really wanted to get so money soon to solve her family’s predicant.

But as a student, he really didn’t have much power, and he really had no way...

Later, Huo Feng posted a ssage on his social circle, a simple statent: "Is there a suitable way for students to make money? Without needing a lot of ti, without needing a lot of effort, just needing to lift a finger to earn money? If appropriate, leave a comnt, if not, get lost..."]

When posting this ssage, Huo Feng specifically set it so that his friend Pu Sangzhi couldn’t see it, fearing it would hurt her self-confidence.

Of course, a ssage like this one, once sent out, would probably only elicit mockery from the ’poor’ in his social circle, or so useless joke ideas...

Huo Feng was well aware of this.

After posting the ssage, Huo Feng put down his phone, propped his head up with one hand, faced the bottom of the upper bunk, and heaved a long sigh.

"Sangzhi ah..."

He began to hum Pu Sangzhi’s na in a tune of his own making, "Poor Sangzhi ah... can’t save you ah... I’m useless ah..."

While humming softly, he turned his head, and in the darkness, his bright, glowing eyes locked onto the serene side profile of Pu Sangzhi sleeping.

At that mont, Huo Feng thought to himself: why would such an outstanding girl be dealt such a fate by the heavens? Do they think she’s too outstanding, thus wanting to ruin her?

She has a good personality, character, excels academically, has clear goals, high self-discipline, and even high attractiveness, loves sports, has a positive attitude towards life, respects her parents above, and is accountable to her brother below...

Sigh...

On her, Huo Feng simply couldn’t find any faults.

Such an outstanding Pu Sangzhi, such a good Pu Sangzhi, why would she have such a background? Why would she be bound and constrained like this?

"Sigh... heaven envies the beautiful..."

Huo Feng breathed out softly.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, his long fingers slowly approaching Pu Sangzhi, slowly touching her side face, brushing aside the loose hair on her face, gently stroking...

"In such adversity, you can still hold up, still be so wonderful... you, you’re so perfect, who else if not ?" Huo Feng murmured to himself.

Having said that, he curved his lips in a faint smile.

Huo Feng thought to himself, it seems that getting into Tsinghua isn’t enough.

It seems that after getting into Tsinghua, he would have to work hard to earn money and pay off her family’s debt, so he could keep her with him forever.

Such a good girl, and it’s fortunate he never thought of giving up...

If he really gets to have her in the future, wouldn’t Huo Feng’s life be set?

"No worries... No matter how great the debt, I’ll carry it with you."

Huo Feng whispered, "Considering you’re the girl I’ve set my heart on, in this lifeti... it’s only you."

"For the rest of my life, storms are you, simplicity is you, poverty is you, glory is you, the tenderness at the bottom of my heart is you~ Everywhere I look, it’s also you..."

Calmly and steadily, Huo Feng started humming a song called "The Rest of My Life".

At that mont, in the night, his gaze upon Pu Sangzhi seed to contain a dazzling galaxy, shimring and twinkling.

Pity Pu Sangzhi was asleep.

If she could hear the song he sang with his bass voice, she’d probably be moved to tears...

"I want to take you to see the clear sky for miles, I want to tell you loudly that I’m fascinated by you..."

Huo Feng humd softly while turning over, picking up his phone, and browsing his WeChat Monts again.

Sure enough, beneath his post, there was a barrage of useless comnts from his ’poor friends.’

His ten sons were even more sarcastic and mocking, thinking he was dreaming! Or they suggested he keep playing gas and make money by selling his account!

Looking at this bunch of useless comnts, Huo Feng slapped his face, simply unable to bear the sight.

"Sigh, so much for an all-powerful Monts feed, it’s more like a slum Monts..."

Huo Feng sighed, "Dad has no skills, ah, can’t make friends with the children of the wealthy."

At this point, Huo Feng couldn’t help but start blaming Old Huo again!

Why was Old Huo just a poor teacher? Why didn’t he go into business?

If Old Huo had been a striving first-generation rich man, wouldn’t Huo Feng’s life be blessed!

Now with such misery, Old Huo should take a big part of the bla!

Huo Feng, at this very mont, swore to the heavens and earth, and to his poor friends, that he would definitely beco a powerful and famous rich second-generation in his lifeti!

In the future, he, Huo Feng, would absolutely not let his son experience this painful trouble!

As he was thinking and silently swearing to himself, suddenly, Huo Feng saw Yan Siyuan comnted on his post!

Yan Siyuan’s comnt was like a breath of fresh air amidst his impoverished friends...

Huo Feng focused his gaze and saw Yan Siyuan had simply given him three words: "I’ll teach you."

"Damn..."

Huo Feng couldn’t help but let out a curse, then imdiately sent a private ssage to Yan Siyuan: "Yan Ji, do you have so hidden money-making skills?"

On the other end, Yan Siyuan replied imdiately: "I do."

"Haha..."

Huo Feng chuckled and quickly replied to Yan Siyuan: "No need for long talks, teach ! Also, I’m broke, so, if you want tutoring fees, I don’t mind paying with my body."

Yan Siyuan: "Screw off, okay!"

Huo Feng sent an emoji of hearty laughter and then added: "What’s the thod, let’s hear it."

Yan Siyuan: "Sell accounts."

Huo Feng: "..."

Huo Feng: "I don’t have ti to play gas, any other thods? If not, let’s not talk!"

Yan Siyuan: "Then you screw off."

Huo Feng: "Fuck, are you tricking ? Yan Ji, you think it’s nice to deceive ? Where’s your good student integrity?"

Yan Siyuan: "..."

Huo Feng: "How about you sell your account and give all the money? I need money!"

Yan Siyuan: "Wishful thinking! You’re not related to , so why should your money problems concern ?"

Huo Feng: "I’m your dad, man!"

Yan Siyuan: "Screw off!"

Huo Feng: "..."

The very unfriendly exchange stopped there for a mont.

Afterwards, both cald down for a bit...

Yan Siyuan took the initiative and sent Huo Feng a ssage: "Learn computer programming from , I’ll teach you how to create cheating software, you can sell that for money."

"Damn..."

Huo Feng was startled, filled with hope he replied: "You really do have a hidden skill! Why didn’t you say so earlier!"

Yan Siyuan: "I take private work when I’m broke."

Huo Feng: "Teach . Plus, it’s got to be free because I’m broke. If you want compensation..."

Yan Siyuan: "No need for physical paynt."

Huo Feng: "Alright, then don’t think about compensation. Teach !"

Yan Siyuan: "When are you free? Tomorrow?"

Huo Feng: "I’m not free tomorrow, got tutoring all day, and morizing in the evening. The day after is also no good, more tutoring, and evening self-study. Next week... no free ti at school, weekend is packed with tutoring..."

Yan Siyuan: "You fucking... screw off!"

Huo Feng: "Forget it, no more morizing, let’s do tomorrow night!"

Yan Siyuan: "That works. Once you learn, you help get 10 orders, the fees are mine, that’ll be your tuition."

Huo Feng: "Mmp..."

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