Because he is familiar with the owner of the Internet cafe, and there is a rush to recruit people, Young Master Cheng won the part-time job without much effort.

There was also a student from University A working part-time here. The boss asked him to lead Cheng Beiyi first, and the two of them would take turns after he got used to it.

The technical content of this job is not high, and all the tasks are simple, so Young Master Cheng will be able to do it very quickly.

The internet cafe opened near University A, and most of the internet-addicted teenagers who come here are students of University A, and Cheng Beiyi met several familiar faces after staying there for half a day.

But they were not familiar with each other, so they just nodded symbolically as a greeting.

Unexpectedly, in the evening, actually met two acquaintances.

It doesn't count as being familiar, it's just that he often touched those two faces before.

Two roommates of his asshole ex-boyfriend.

Because he often came to him after Ji Qiushi before, he was very impressed.

But can't remember the name.

The reason why I am impressed with them is not because of how handsome they are, but because they have distinctive hair, one with yellow hair and the other with red hair.

I don't think it alone, but the combination of the two is particularly eye-catching, and they are simply the most unorthodox among the crowd.

When they came in, they were stunned when they saw Cheng Beiyi sitting at the front desk.

It seems that he didn't expect that the young master who was aloof before would work as a network administrator here.

Cheng Beiyi pretended not to see their sizing eyes, and stretched out his hand towards them expressionlessly: "Please show your ID card."

Hongmao narrowed his eyes and gave him a sideways look, and said contemptuously with a cigarette in his mouth, "Yo, we've met each other for a long time, let me give you a discount!"

Cheng Beiyi frowned and said, "Smoking is prohibited here, please go to the corridor if you want to smoke."

Then he pointed to the price tag on the table: "15 yuan an hour, our store refuses to bargain."

"Why are you talking to me? Customers are gods, do you know that!" Seeing his cold and paralyzed face, Hongmao was immediately angry.

He was just about to go up to have a seizure, but the yellow-haired eye next to him quickly grabbed him, "Forget it, I called my sister, let's get on the number first, don't make people wait too long."

Reluctantly, Hongmao pinched his cigarette and handed over his ID card: "On for five hours."

Cheng Beiyi didn't want to argue so much with them, he just collected money and started the machine in a business-like manner.

...

At night, the boy who was guarding the front desk with Cheng Beiyi asked if he had something to do at the moment, so could he go first.Cheng Beiyi felt that he could handle it all by himself, so he graciously let him go back first.

Anyway, another night watchman will come to replace him in two hours, and nothing will happen.

As soon as the boy left, Young Master Cheng didn't even have anyone to talk to. He dozed off while playing a game of Fighting the Landlords on his mobile phone.

It may be that he was born with no chance of winning, and Happy Beans lost a lot, but his heart ached to death.

After losing all of Happy Beans, he was so angry that he simply threw the phone aside.

Just bored, a loud announcement suddenly sounded in the hall:

"Welcome to boarder number 29, the strongest king from Ionia."

????

The strongest king?

Ionia!!!The strongest king in the first district?

Cheng Beiyi instantly regained his energy.

who!This is too fucking strong!

Suddenly a great god came, and the small Internet cafe was boiling, and many people gathered at the No. 29 machine, wanting to have a glimpse of the great god.

Young master Cheng, who can only be mixed with a gold rank, is no exception.

Taking advantage of his status as a network administrator, he sneaked over to take a look.

The master of machine No. 29 is wearing black clothes and a hood, with long bangs covering most of his face, looking quite mysterious.

However, the hands that operate the keyboard are very beautiful, with fair skin, slender and well-proportioned, and well-defined joints.

Cheng Beiyi stood behind him, staring at his computer screen without blinking.

Sighing while watching.

This is the great god!This operation, this movement, this consciousness!

Wuwuwu, it really is beyond his reach.

Young Master Cheng was so fascinated by it that he completely forgot about his duties.

So on the first day of work, was honored to receive customer complaints.

...

When the boss arrived, he looked at him with complicated eyes: "Xiao Cheng, a customer complained that you cared about watching others play games, and you didn't stay at your job, so there was no one at the front desk. I'm also very embarrassed..."

Cheng Beiyi felt guilty, and quickly apologized that he forgot about it in a moment of playfulness.

...

The final result was that was notified not to come tomorrow.

Young Master Cheng was dismissed from his first job before he graduated from school, and he was immediately devastated.

Lin Zheng, who was eating instant noodles and watching dramas in the dormitory, suddenly saw his unlovable face of the same style as yesterday, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Beiyi lay paralyzed on the bed, wailing: "What a fucking life!"

"Why are you still howling?" Ming Siyuan, who was rushing to do homework next to him, was disturbed by their movements, and couldn't help but looked over curiously.

"Yeah, didn't you go to an Internet cafe to find a job? How is it? Didn't go well?" Xu Yuan asked.

Cheng Beiyi sat up from the bed, and explained with a sullen face: "Everything was fine, and I did pretty well."

"But! At night, the strongest king suddenly came! I couldn't hold back, thinking about watching the master's operation. Then..."

"Then what?" Ming Siyuan stared at Xiaoyuan and asked.

"Then I accidentally became engrossed, and was reported by a customer that I had left my post without permission. The boss gave me today's salary and told me to get out."

"..." There was a moment of silence in the bedroom.

Xu Yuan looked at him inexplicably: "It's true that you are there, and you were reported on the first day you went to work."

Lin Zheng shook his head and sighed: "You are used to being a young master, you really can't do the work of these ordinary people!"

Ming Siyuan nodded in agreement, agreeing with his statement.

"Then I'd better prepare to drink the northwest wind!" Young Master Cheng fell down again with no love in his heart.

A few minutes later, the phone rang.

Cheng Beiyi saw the note clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, he got out of bed at a speed like wind, and rushed into the bathroom.

...leaving the three stunned in the dormitory.

Ming Siyuan made a curious voice: "Who is it? Whose call, I have to hide in the toilet to answer it."

"If my guess is right..." Lin Zheng showed an ambiguous smile, and whispered, "There is a high probability that it belongs to Xiao Yi's dog man."

"What dog man??" Ming Siyuan and Xu Yuan asked at the same time.

"It's power...the power of love~"

"Oh~" The two understood.

The three looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time looked ambiguously at the closed bathroom door.

In less than two minutes, the door of the bathroom was pushed open again by Bang Dang, and Master Cheng rushed out with his mobile phone in a hurry.

After three seconds, not even a shadow could be seen.

...

"Ah... Ou?" Xu Yuan smacked his tongue, "What's going on?"

"I don't know." Lin Zheng spread his hands.

Ming Siyuan adjusted his glasses, and smiled ambiguously: "Guess...could it be strength?"

The two turned their heads tacitly, and said in unison: "I think so too!"

...

Cheng Beiyi trotted all the way downstairs.

After autumn came, the night wind was already cool, and the leaves downstairs in the dormitory were rustling.

There is a street lamp in front of the building, the light is bright, and it casts a small shadow on the mottled ground.

In the light and shadow, the man stood straight, like a slender and tall pine tree.

Unknowingly, Young Master Cheng slowed down, took a few deep breaths to adjust his breath, and then walked over slowly.

"Why are you here?" He looked at him and asked in a low voice.

The man's face was huddled under the street lamp, and the exposed half of his face had a sharp outline, which was exceptionally handsome under the light.

Those deep eyes narrowed slightly: "I heard someone calling me, so I came here."

...

"Are you a divine beast?" I heard someone calling.

Young Master Cheng complained in a low voice, but his eyes became a little wet uncontrollably.

He raised his head, the eyelashes were wet with the moisture in his eye sockets, and the street lamp cast a layer of light on his face.

It's very strange, it was obviously a no big deal, but when he appeared, it turned into a huge grievance.

People can't help the eye sockets getting hot.

In the next second, he was pulled into a spacious embrace.

The man's shoulders are warm and warm, with a familiar woody fragrance, like a small safe haven.

The deep voice is like the cool night wind in early autumn, softly ringing in the ears:

"Don't cry."