Little Lightbulb

"Hey! What are you students up to?" Just as Kris was about to hit me, the head teacher, Han Bingfeng, appeared behind us.

Reluctantly, Kris retracted his partially raised fist and smiled, "Head teacher Han, we were just talking!"

"Talking? Do people talk like you guys? I think you're planning to start a fight!" Han Bingfeng, having seen this kind of situation many times before, could immediately tell what these students were up to.

"How could that be! We are good students and never fight." Kris said with an inconsistent tone.

"Kris, you transferred here just a few days ago, and there's already a long line of students reporting you to me! Let me tell you, don't think you can do whatever you want in school just because you have some connections. If you dare to cause trouble again, don't blame me for not warning you. No one will give you face then!" Han Bingfeng scolded sternly.

"I understand, Head Teacher Han," Kris nodded. He had heard of this Head Teacher Han before. In the 1970s, he was a notorious figure in the underworld, a fierce fighter like a madman. During the strict crackdown in 1983, Kris' father forced Han Bingfeng to stay at home and study for college entrance exams. Unexpectedly, Han Bingfeng, for some unknown reason, managed to get into a teachers' college. After graduating, he was assigned to work as a head teacher at No. 4 Middle School. The well-known Wang Pangzi in the underworld of Xinjiang City used to be Han Bingfeng's subordinate. Even now, every New Year or holiday, Wang Pangzi would come bearing gifts to visit Han Bingfeng. So, although Kris had some connections, he couldn't afford to provoke someone like Han Bingfeng.

Han Bingfeng snorted and walked away.

I shrugged indifferently and chuckled, "Looks like we won't be fighting after all."

"Damn it, I'll deal with you later!" Kris left behind some harsh words and left with the others.

I smiled, finding it quite amusing that a man in his thirties was playing with a kid.

"Why are you laughing? You're so cunning," Julie asked, leaning against me curiously.

"It's nothing. I just find Kris quite entertaining," I laughed.

"Entertaining? I don't see that," Julie said, puzzled.

"He's about to make his brother become an idiot, and he still has the leisure to act cool with me at school," I thought it might be necessary to advance the timeline a bit. Anyway, with Guo Qing's appearance, the strength of the Taohua Alley gang had become much stronger than before. It was only a matter of time before we eliminated the Peach Blossom Alley.

"I see, Kris wants seafood!" Little Lightbulb asked, flying over to us.

I couldn't help but sweat inwardly. Do we need to report our plans to you?

"Oh, it's Ruanyun! We were just about to have a meal. How about joining us?" Julie warmly invited Little Lightbulb, holding her hand.

"Oh, I'd love to! But I'm afraid someone won't agree!" Little Lightbulb glanced at me and said with a smirk.

I thought, of course I won't agree. What's with this lightbulb trying to interfere when I'm having a romantic moment with my wife? But I still said, "How could it be? Ruanyun, you're so cute. How could I not agree?"

"That's great! I haven't seen you for days, Julie!" Little Lightbulb confidently said.

I was annoyed. Why did this person keep bringing up that input method? If she didn't have a problem, then I must have one. Because no one could understand why she kept harping on about it.

"Well, Kris, since Ruanyun wants seafood, let's go together. I'm also craving some!" Julie quickly intervened to prevent an argument between us.

"Sure, seafood it is!" I said. Having a seafood meal wasn't a big deal. I had plenty of money. What bothered me was that there was an extra lightbulb beside Julie and me. If this lightbulb didn't come and bother me in the future, I could treat her to a hundred meals.

"I'll go to Huangchao..." Little Lightbulb started.

"Do you think I'm a money-making machine?" I finally got angry. Not to mention how far Huangchao was from No. 4 Middle School, just the minimum consumption of 10,000 yuan for a private room would make an ordinary working-class family never dare to dream of it. Although I had money, this little brat was too demanding!

"You're afraid of spending money, aren't you! You made so much money from that input method. It's time for you to give some back! Julie, I really don't understand. How could you be interested in such a stingy person?" Little Lightbulb rolled her eyes and said.

"Alright, Kris. Since Ruanyun wants seafood, let's go together. By the way, I rarely see Kris being left speechless. If you marry Kris, he'll be in trouble!" Julie teased, covering her mouth and laughing.

As soon as Little Lightbulb heard that, her face turned red like a lightbulb. She held Julie's hand and shook it back and forth, saying, "Julie, why are you talking nonsense?"