NABC Chapter 10: The senior students were so enthusiastic!
Chapter 10: The senior students were so enthusiastic!
"Hey! Is this Han Xiamo, the beautiful lady? Sorry to bother you! The MP3 player you ordered has arrived. It's in Auditorium No. 7 behind the school cafeteria. Is it convenient for you to come and pick it up this morning?"
"Hey! Is this Liu Yue from dormitory 502? Your MP3 player has arrived. Yes, yes, I ordered it from senior Lin Xiaotong. Pick it up this morning at performance hall number 7 behind the cafeteria."
"Hey! Is this Jiang Nansun, the beauty? Your MP3 player has arrived. Yes, yes. Could you please let Shen Liuzheng, the beauty in your dorm, know that she also ordered three. They're in Hall 7, and they'll arrive this morning! See you there!"
Huang Yiliang dialed the phone numbers one by one according to the reservation information registered by Lin Xiaotong.
The Beijing Dance Academy is really overcrowded with women. Huang Yiliang has made more than forty phone calls, but not a single man has answered, which is making him a little uneasy.
These women who practice dancing all day are all brimming with female hormones. Don't eat yourself up; your small body can't handle so many people.
"Hey! Handsome guy, is it true that your MP3 player is 398 yuan?" The speaker was a beautiful woman with very white and long legs.
Anyway, Huang Yiliang started looking up from her toes and it took him a while to reach her waist, which shows how long her legs are; they could probably crush a person to death.
"Buy two get one free?" The long-legged beauty pointed to the popGG sign next to Huang Yiliang.
Huang Yiliang has made more than a dozen of these. He brought five with him and placed them at the entrance of the dormitory and the cafeteria.
"Yes, it's only a little over two hundred yuan a unit after the discount," Huang Yiliang said matter-of-factly.
You can't be so flirtatious, or you might get crushed to death. Not only would it be embarrassing, but you definitely wouldn't get any compensation.
"More than two hundred!" The long-legged beauty was obviously not very good at math. She was struggling to calculate with her slender fingers, and Huang Yiliang was getting anxious for her.
"One unit costs 265," Huang Yiliang couldn't help but remind him.
This beautiful woman was blocking a lot of people from behind.
Lin Xiaotong chose the No. 7 performance hall, which has an excellent location. To get from the dormitory to the small canteen behind it, you have to go around in a circle. If you want to take a shortcut, you only need to pass through the No. 7 performance hall.
Many students who wanted to take a shortcut were drawn to Huang Yiliang's popGG sign.
"It's really cheap! I'll take one!" The long-legged beauty clapped her hands and laughed.
Huang Yiliang: "..."
So you weren't bad at math, you were just trying to outsmart me.
"No, you need to buy three to get this price."
Huang Yiliang resolutely refused. There were so many classmates watching, and he couldn't set a bad precedent. Producing units one by one would not only be inefficient but also go against his sales strategy.
"Really not okay?" The long-legged beauty's eyes were alluring and seductive.
"No!"
Huang Yiliang quickly shifted his gaze, trying to find an ugly woman behind the long-legged beauties to soothe his eyes. But when he looked around, almost all of them were beauties who scored over 90 points. The Beijing Film Academy and the Central Academy of Drama were nothing compared to them.
The key point is that these female dance students are dressed very scantily, very form-fittingly, and very figure-huggingly, like giving away freebies in a live stream.
This made him even angrier.
"Okay! I want three. Give me three." The long-legged beauty said after thinking for a moment.
"No, I don't have much stock with me today. I need to finish shipping the pre-orders first. I can only do pre-orders for you right now," Huang Yiliang said, using his usual sales pitch.
Long-legged beauty: "Really not okay?"
Huang Yiliang: "No way!"
The long-legged beauty lowered her head.
Huang Yiliang: "???"
What does this mean? Are you angry out of embarrassment? Are you trying to glare at me to death?
Suddenly, the long-legged beauty gave Huang Yiliang a quick kiss on the cheek.
Huang Yiliang was numb.
He quickly grabbed three MP3 players and handed them over.
The long-legged beauty triumphantly laid down eight hundred yuan, her carefree demeanor resembling that of someone paying for prostitution.
"Handsome young man, I didn't make a reservation either, but I'd like three tables too." A young woman with a great figure and an oval face walked over.
"And then?" Huang Yiliang asked, a hint of anticipation in his voice.
With a "smack" sound.
Huang Yiliang felt a wetness and heat on his cheek.
There was also a lip print on his left cheek, and eight hundred yuan was left on the table.
"..." Huang Yiliang took a deep breath. What should he do if he felt like he had been electrocuted?
"Handsome guy, Channel 3, no reservations!"
*Smack!*
"Handsome guy, same here—!"
*Smack!*
The MP3 player that Huang Yiliang had placed on the table was suddenly cleared out, as if it had been fast-forwarded.
His face was also covered in lipstick marks.
There's nowhere to start eating.
Huang Yiliang became aroused, especially in a certain part of his body.
He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: young people's bodies really can't withstand provocation.
"Handsome guy—!" (vocalization).
"Screw you, stay away from me, you son of a bitch!" Huang Yiliang was startled.
The person in front of him was a man.
"I want three too!" the man said.
"Fine, you fucking stay still, just stand there, throw the money over here, and take it now," Huang Yiliang shouted sternly.
"Ha! You're such a hypocrite." Zhou Mengdie couldn't help but mock.
"You can't blame me for this! He's a guy with such charming eyes, and he was looking at me with such affection. If a woman looked at you like that, wouldn't you be scared?" Huang Yiliang said irritably.
Zhou Mengdie put herself in his shoes for a moment: "Uh—! It does seem a little disgusting."
Huang Yiliang glanced at his watch. He had already shipped out hundreds of items, but none of the people who had placed orders had shown up yet. These women were really slow.
"Hello, are you a senior? I want to buy an MP3 player."
Huang Yiliang looked up and saw a young girl.
The little girl lowered her head nervously, her fingers almost twisted into a pretzel; her flexibility was truly remarkable.
"Okay, then let's pay! 796 yuan for three units," Huang Yiliang said directly.
He had no interest in flirting with young girls like that.
"That...that one!"
The little girl's face suddenly turned red, and even her neck and ears turned bright red.
"I...I...do I really have to give you a kiss?"
The little girl looked up, her face flushed.
"Hey! This girl looks familiar, Zhou Mengdie, take a look." Huang Yiliang thought to himself.
"Are you blind?! Isn't that Liu Shishi?!"
"No, she's the blind one, haha, her eyes really do seem out of focus." Zhou Mengdie looked at the younger version of Liu Shishi and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Who told you that?" Huang Yiliang asked curiously.
This is ruining my own reputation. I'm clearly the one who's passive and the victim.
"I heard from other female seniors who bought MP3 players that if you kiss them, you can buy two and get one free."
The little girl quickly looked up and glanced at Huang Yiliang, whose face was covered in lipstick marks.
Huang Yiliang's eyes widened. This was pure fabrication.
But why did he feel that the little girl's eyes were full of eagerness and anticipation?
Did I see it wrong?
Or is there something wrong with Sister Blind's eyesight?
Huang Yiliang, as if possessed, reached out and cupped the little girl's face in his hands, squeezing it into a pout, and then gave her a big kiss.
Sweet and soft.
"Press—! That's it, 796 yuan." Huang Yiliang didn't forget to collect the money from the young girl.
"Oh oh—!" The little girl, feeling dizzy, turned and ran away while holding the three MP3 players.
She ran to the door and then stopped.
"Um, um—!"
"It's alright, no need to thank me!" Huang Yiliang waved his hand generously.
"No, senior, what's your name?" the girl asked bravely, mustering her courage.
"Zhou Mengdie, the Zhou Mengdie of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly." Huang Yiliang waved his hand.
It was definitely Zhou Mengdie who influenced me just now, otherwise I wouldn't have done something so outrageous.
Absolutely,
It has to be.