"Fat Ma Brother, are you looking for a job?"

Peng Qunli asked lazily while yawning.

Chen Feima nodded: "Yes, I want to do something."

Peng Qunli asked: "Are you waiting for money? By the way, a while ago, you always went to the hospital. The hospital is a place where money is like water. If you go there once, you can't get rid of it without throwing hundreds of dollars. Well, if you have difficulties, you can just speak up. I dare not say more. I can still take out a thousand or hundreds of dollars. Lao Wang and Fei Ge can also help."

Wang Jiangpeng, who was still lying on the bed, shouted: "Although the sound is squeaking."

Chen Feima felt warm. There was nothing to say about the few people in the dormitory, but he was unwilling to borrow money and was not at the end of his life: "That's right, I'm about to enter the senior year and I'm about to graduate. I just want to enter society in advance, participate in work practice, and accumulate some experience."

Peng Qunli touched his chin: "This is indeed helpful if you have time to do part-time jobs. So, what job are you looking for?"

Thinking about the existence of the system, there must be restrictions and you cannot do things under conditions that are harmful to your health. Chen Feima thought about it and said: "It is best if the work intensity is not too high and you cannot stay up late."

Peng Qunli misunderstood and thought that Chen Feima was used to being lazy and wanted to do relaxed things. After all, who wouldn't want to? He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll pay attention to you. If there is a suitable one, I will introduce you."

"Thank you."

"Well, what are you?"

Chen Feima went to Chen Zhifei again: "Brother Fei, I will lend you a note."

Chen Zhifei leaned out of the bed with his shirtless eyes: "Notes? You can't understand my notes, I hope they are all on the bookshelf."

Chen Feima went to pull it out, and opened it and looked like reading a book of heaven.

Chen Zhifei explained: "I am used to taking notes, and I am used to being simple, and a line of words is condensed into one word, so others cannot see the tricks."

Chen Feima couldn't help but bulge his eyes: "This is too concentrated, it's all made into a password."

Chen Zhifei said: "But it's easy to save trouble, hurry up. Why do you suddenly have to read notes?"

Chen Feima sighed: "The end of the term is approaching, and I feel weak in my heart. If I don't review it, it will be troublesome if I fail the exam."

Chen Zhifei said: "You have to read notes and go find a top student. He is complete and known as the "encyclopedia". He is just this guy, Gu Han, is stingy and arrogant, and it is not easy to borrow something from him."

The academic master is named "Zhang Ming". He is a strange man who values ​​both "beauty" and wisdom, and he is the master who receives scholarships every year.

Chen Feima said: "Okay, I'll go find him."

Go straight out.

Chen Zhifei sat up and pondered: "These two days, Fat Ma has been abnormal. Could it be that he really broke his head?"

Peng Qunli said angrily: "The fat brother Ma is running and studying, and is looking for a job. Even if he really falls, he will fall to the right place."

Wang Jiangpeng smiled and said, "You guys say he can succeed by borrowing notes from the academic master?"

Chen Zhifei said, "No, there is definitely no chance to talk nonsense."

Peng Qunli frowned: "Zhang Ming is even more annoying than Tang Seng. Last time I asked him to borrow English notes, but I didn't borrow anything. Instead, I was taught a lot. What do you say should be pragmatic and study seriously? You are all famous sayings and aphorisms. You can't go a thousand miles without taking a single step. You don't burn incense and hurry to cram the Buddha's feet... I'll go!"

The dormitory of the top student was next door, with the door open. When Chen Feima walked in, he saw Zhang Ming holding a book and reading it with relish. The book was very thick and it was a big deal. Of course, it was not the kind of Long Aotian that Chen Feima read in the library, but a philosophical masterpiece. What a good guy, it seems to be Hegel's "Logistics".

"Academic master, reading books."

Chen Feima smiled when he had something to ask for.

Zhang Ming didn't look up: "Is there anything wrong?"

Chen Feima said: "Well, I want to ask you to borrow notes and review..."

Zhang Ming slowly put together the book and said seriously: "Class Chen Feima, it's not that I told you. I usually ask you to attend classes well, but I just don't listen. It's like this every semester, and the final exam is almost over, so I think about reviewing. There is no accident, and there is no shortcut. Good grades are not something that can be obtained through tutoring for a few days. We must rely on daily accumulation..."

Chen Feima suddenly had a big head and had an idea: "School master, you seem to have more acne on your face."

Zhang Ming's face was covered with dark clouds, and he looked short and slightly fat. This was nothing. The fatal thing was that his face was acne and bumpy, which greatly affected his beauty. This was his reverse scales, and he hated what others said the most.

Chen Feima hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong. I have no malice. I just want to recommend a ointment to you, which has a very good effect."

As he said that, he took out the fish skin cream and said without redness, "This is made by my family's secret recipe, which is specially designed to remove acne marks, and the effect is significant."

Zhang Ming tilted his head and looked at the three-no product: "If you don't brag, will you die? Can this thing be used randomly? Don't ruin my face."

Chen Feima coughed: "School master, there is something that doesn't matter. How can your face be ruined?"

Zhang Ming listened, and felt that it made sense in his heart.

His face was ruined by all the acne. It looked like the skin of a toad. It had been several years. I don’t know how many medicines and secret recipes were used, but it was useless. It was also because of this face, let alone his girlfriend, there were not even many girls who took the initiative to talk to him. He became cynical and blamed the unfairness of the world. Women had no eyes, only knew how to look at their faces, and did not understand the connotation. It was really superficial.

Chen Feima said again: "School master, we are in the same class. I really want to help you. What are the benefits of harming you? If something goes wrong, I still have to take responsibility. Let's try it first and see how it is."

He opened the bottle cap and signaled: "Thank you for a while."

Zhang Ming hesitated for a moment, and still stretched out his hand, let Chen Feima squeeze a small ball of milky white paste into his palm. He carefully put it on his nose and sniffed it. It felt cool, not spicy, sour, and smelled like mint. It smelled quite nice.

Chen Feima twisted the lid and put it back in his pocket: "If you want to try it, okay, I'll go back to the dormitory first."

When he left, Zhang Ming stared at the cream in his palm, hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind to wipe it on his face.

But Chen Feima returned to the dormitory. When Chen Zhifei saw that he was empty-handed, he knew the result and smiled and said, "Look, I'm right. It's like cutting his flesh from the academic master."

Chen Feima said, "Then do you want me to go?"

Chen Zhifei laughed: "It is difficult that we should strive for it. This is a time to test your perseverance. You need perseverance when running and studying to find a job. I tell you, as long as you go to the top every day, keep trying to fight for a week, he may agree."

Chen Feima waved his hand: "Go, he is not a beauty, who has the time to polish him? Besides, I can borrow notes without polishing him."

"Yuyou, you are not afraid of being flashed by the wind when you say this. Who is the master of the school? Look at what you said, you also want someone to take the initiative to send the notes, and you think beautifully!"

Chen Zhifei shouted.

Chen Feima looked at him sideways: "Don't you believe it?"

Chen Zhifei's head was shaking like a rattle: "Don't believe it."

Wang Jiangpeng interrupted, "I don't believe it either."

Chen Fei turned his eyes and said, "Why don't we make a bet?"

"Just bet, what are you bet?"

Chen Zhifei was intrigued.

Chen Feima said: "Whoever loses will invite you to dinner."

"make a deal."
Chapter completed!