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"Chen Fan, since you're so amazing, let me test you." Lan Mengmeng smiled and said.
"Green," Chen Fan replied casually.
"Huh? What?" Lan Mengmeng asked, confused, but quickly caught on. Without hesitation, she threw a punch at him and said, "If you ever use your x-ray vision, don't look at me! I asked you to guess how many candies are in my pocket, you pervert!"
"Oh, four," Chen Fan answered.
"Wow, Chen Fan, you're incredible!" Lan Mengmeng exclaimed in admiration.
While Chen Fan and Lan Mengmeng were chatting outside, someone in the tent was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
At this moment, Xu Yijun was clutching his glasses tightly, a murderous intent brewing in his mind. Not only was he being held tightly, but the person clutching him was also murmuring, "Go away, go away, you smelly women. You're all just after my handsome appearance."
The moment those words left his mouth, Xu Yijun couldn't stand it any longer. He got up and went outside, opening his phone to pass the time.
Just then, a new message popped up on WeChat. Someone had added him as a friend. The profile picture was of a very alluring woman, and the verification message read, "Are you Xu Yijun, little brother?"
Seeing that the person seemed to know him, Xu Yijun accepted the friend request. The conversation unfolded like this:
Woman: "Hello, handsome. Can you send me a real photo of yourself?"
Xu Yijun thought for a moment. Though "The Dragon Slayer" was a hit recently, he figured this person might just be after a photo. Since the request wasn't too over the top, he decided to send a real photo he found online.
Woman: "Hehe, little brother, you're really funny."
Xu Yijun: "😂"
Woman: "We're both adults, so I'll be honest. My boyfriend's away for a while, and I'm just looking for someone to relax with."
Xu Yijun grinned mischievously. Now things were getting interesting. He was bored anyway, so he replied, "I'll book a room."
Woman: "Little brother, you're so eager! 😳"
Xu Yijun: "Ranked or normal? I'll invite you."
After waiting for several minutes and seeing no reply, Xu Yijun sent another dog emoji. Then, a message popped up saying, "This person is no longer your friend."
"Damn it, they're messing with me," Xu Yijun cursed under his breath. Just then, Chen Fan returned with Lan Mengmeng. Seeing Xu Yijun's irritated expression, he asked, "Yijun, what's wrong?"
Xu Yijun handed his phone over to Chen Fan. Lan Mengmeng leaned over to take a look, and both of them burst into laughter.
"It's okay, bro. My phone's fully charged. I'll play with you tonight," Chen Fan said, suppressing his laughter. Then he added, "Mengmeng, why don't you go back to your tent? I'll stay with him."
Lan Mengmeng nodded with a smile and returned to her own tent.
"Alright, open it up. Let's show these women who's boss. They said they wanted to relax, but then they ghosted me. Trash," Xu Yijun muttered as he opened the game.
The night passed without incident.
For some reason, sleeping on the mountain made it feel like sleep didn't last long. Perhaps it was because the life around them was slowly waking up. By seven o'clock, most of the group had already gotten up.
At 8:30 AM, everyone returned to the villa. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Mao Xian wrapped in a blanket, holding a broom, and lying on the couch.
"Glasses, did you give him cold medicine yesterday?" Zhang Zhiwu asked.
"No, I thought with all the rain recently, someone might catch a cold. I bought it the night before we left. I even checked the date—it's from September."
"Mao Xian?" Li Wei walked over and nudged him.
To their surprise, Mao Xian immediately jumped up and said, "Big bro, I'm sorry. I won't do it again!"
"Xian Shao, are you possessed or something?"
Mao Xian finally recognized everyone and quickly looked around the door. In a mysterious tone, he said, "It's worse than being possessed."
After a pause, he continued, "Last night, it was so quiet. I was the only one in the villa, reviewing the teacher's lessons."
At this, most people smiled knowingly, except for Lan Mengmeng, who wondered, "Is Mao Xian really this studious?"
"At 11 o'clock, I suddenly heard someone outside calling me 'handsome.' When I opened the door, I saw a group of shady-looking men, with their leader holding an expensive cigarette. He saw me and immediately demanded I pay him back."
"When I asked him what money, the guy didn't say anything. He just waved his hand, and his subordinates surrounded me. Everyone who knows me knows my father lives a dangerous life, and I'm no stranger to dealing with scum like this. I quickly chased them away."
"That's way too dangerous, Mao Xian. Why didn't you call us?" Li Wei asked.
"Eh, my phone broke accidentally," Mao Xian replied, holding up a phone that was visibly shattered. When he pressed the screen, it didn't respond.
"Chen Fan, does your roommate's dad really have that much of a background?" Lan Mengmeng whispered to Chen Fan after hearing Mao Xian's story.
"His dad's a barber. No real background, just a lot of background noise," Chen Fan chuckled. From Mao Xian's red knees, he could roughly guess what had happened last night. As for the phone, it was probably damaged by those men, but what exactly was their purpose?
Before Mao Xian could say anything else, the sound of motorcycles roaring in the distance interrupted. Soon, six motorcycles appeared at the villa's entrance.
The one in the middle had only a middle-aged man riding it, and the motorcycle perfectly displayed his identity.
"Xian Shao, is that him... huh, where is he?" Chen Fan asked as he turned around in confusion.
"He said he suddenly had a fever and went upstairs to rest."
"Oh, so they're all here. Looks like that guy wasn't lying. A crowdfunding event indeed," the middle-aged man, wearing sunglasses, walked in confidently.
"Hello, sir. May I ask what brings you here?"
"Little brat, don't you know how to address Tiger Brother?" one of the men with green hair yelled, causing Li Wei to take a step back in fright.
Chen Fan stepped forward and helped him, smiling. "So, Tiger Brother, is there something I can help you with?"
"This villa's owner owes us a lot of money. Paying back debts is only fair. You've heard of that, right?" Tiger Brother took a deep drag of his cigarette, then raised an eyebrow at the women.
"Well, we're just temporary residents here. The owner owes money, but that doesn't really concern us, does it?" Chen Fan responded.
"True, but our boss said that no matter what, we're collecting 100,000 today. If not, you can deal with the consequences," Tiger Brother said, taking another puff of his cigarette.
"We're just poor students. We don't have money to spare," Chen Fan said, laying the situation out.
"Sometimes, some things can be solved without money," Tiger Brother said, leering at the girls.
All the girls shuddered, except for Wang Xiaoxian, who hid at the back of the group.