Chapter 917 Cat’s Revenge 8
The light in the room was still soft, but F felt eerie and something was wrong everywhere, as if there was a scary-looking cat hiding anywhere, a cat that could pounce on him.
It was already bright outside, and the phone was lying quietly on the ground. He got out of bed tremblingly, squatted a step away, and looked at the mobile phone on the ground while breathing heavily. After hesitating again and again, he stretched out his hand tremblingly... Suddenly the phone rang, breaking the silence in the room.
He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, held his head in his hands, and almost screamed.
The ringing of the cell phone finally stopped, and he was covered in cold sweat and shaking.
What happened these two days?
Only then did he calm down, and the phone rang again.
"Ah~" He screamed and held his head, but this time his cell phone kept ringing.
Suddenly, he felt stupid. He just had two nightmares. It must have been a dream that caused him to fall into a trance while riding his bicycle. That fall caused me to have another dream at night.
So I grabbed my phone and pressed answer.
I heard a sweet voice inside: "Dear user, a certain bank reminds you that your credit card is in arrears, please hurry up..."
"Ma Decha..." F couldn't help but cursed on the phone, which really scared me to death.
The system customer finished playing all the recorded calls. It was useless to scold him any more. F stopped talking in frustration. I found that the screen of my mobile phone was broken. Fortunately, it was not broken much, just a small piece was broken on one corner.
Fortunately it still works, otherwise I would have to buy a mobile phone. His bicycle needs to be repaired, his credit card balances are still in arrears, and his life is already stretched thin. If he wants to buy a mobile phone, then he has no choice but to sell his blood.
"Ding dong~" the prompt sounded.
He clicked on his cell phone, which had a black screen, and a cat's avatar suddenly jumped out!
"Ha~" He was so frightened that his hands trembled and his phone fell to the ground again.
After the phone fell to the ground, I remembered that it was the standby screen saver. In order to make the person gifting the cat think that he loves cats very much, the screen saver and wallpaper of the mobile phone are set to pictures of cats. I was shocked by the photos I set.
He slowly picked up the phone with lingering fear, and the broken place was even more cracked. It was originally only the size of a fingernail, but now it stretches out and becomes half a finger long.
What bad luck!
At this time, the sky is completely bright, today is Monday, and there are classes at the university. For credit, he had to go to class.
After tidying up a little, I went out in a daze.
Sitting in the lecture theater, it is very big and there are many students in class. Everything is very casual. If you think the class is not good, or you think you can get enough marks in the exam without studying, you can leave.
Most of the students here don’t know each other. After all, there are many students in the university and no one cares about what you do or think. Unless you want to get acquainted, strike up a conversation and make friends.
F sat inconspicuously among the many students. The professor was lecturing below, trying hard to make the lecture lively and interesting, but he couldn't listen to a word. I didn't sleep well for two consecutive nights, my eyelids kept drooping, and finally I couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep on the table.
"Hey, hey~" Someone pushed him.
"Well... I'll get the cat today." F lay on his back in a daze, with snickers coming from all around.
After a while, there was a "dong-dong" sound on the tabletop, which woke F up.
He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, raised his hazy eyes, and half woke up.
The professor's face was blue with anger, and he tried hard to maintain his demeanor: "If you think my class is boring, please feel free to sleep. But don't snore so loudly when you sleep, which affects other people's listening to the class."
Laughter could be heard from time to time, which showed how loud the snoring was just now.
The professor was old, and his face was slightly slouched, but he was trembling with anger: "What's your name?"
"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." F stood up suddenly, hugged the book and ran outside: "I still have something to do." The professor shouted from behind: "It's useless to leave, I will remember you!"
If you want to remember it, just remember it. If you don’t know, you will forget it. Even if you remember, as long as you don't say your name, you will deny it when the time comes.
The sun is shining brightly outside, but it feels very dazzling. F raised his hand, covered his eyes, and rubbed his eyes. I can't study today. I'm so tired when I sit in class that I want to sleep. After thinking about it, let’s repair the bicycle first.
I went back to push the broken bicycle out. The front wheel was so damaged that it was deformed and it was very tiring to push it. He simply lifted the front of the car and pushed it forward with only the rear wheels. I'm just a little tired, but it's better than carrying the car on my back.
I finally found a company that was willing to repair it, and the price quoted was enough to buy a new one.
After haggling for a long time, the clerk and the small boss still refused to lower the price. He was so angry that he turned away!
"Hey, your car!" the guy called from behind.
"No more" I almost spit out, but I swallowed it. He went back and pushed the bicycle away. We can't leave the car like this to these two evil profiteers.
After pushing for a while, the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. As soon as he let go, the car fell to the ground. He raised his foot and stepped towards the car.
He was really angry, why was he so unlucky? He stepped on it hard, the lack of sleep made him more angry, and all of it was vented on this broken car.
Anyway, the repair cost of this car is so expensive. I can’t repair it, and I don’t want to leave it to others. He stepped on the good rear wheel and stepped hard. The wheel deformed and the steel bars in the wheel broke...
"Ah~" He screamed and stopped.
The steel bar in the center of the wheel tilted up and dug hard into his calf.
The injury on my knee hadn't healed yet, but it was injured again. This time the injury was more serious, it penetrated directly into the flesh, and it penetrated quite deeply.
The first responder took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the ambulance. After dialing only one number, it stopped. In this country, medical care is free as long as you pay social security, but he didn't. Even if it is paid, the money for the ambulance ride comes from private pockets. The price is horrifyingly expensive.
After thinking for a while, he switched his phone to the live broadcast room...
"Everyone, I was injured again. When I was looking for the cat, I had another car accident." He pointed the phone at his calf with steel bars, and said with all his strength: "It hurts so much."
Someone immediately jumped out: "Why are you injured again?"
"It looks like he's seriously injured. Call an ambulance." Someone sent flowers.
F continued to take real photos of the wound, and said in a very strong and heroic tone: "This small injury is nothing, I can solve it myself."
"(Surprised expression) Awesome."
"Pull it out yourself?"
"If you dare to pull it out yourself, I will give you flowers."
"I send balloons."
"Okay! It's agreed, send flowers and balloons. Everyone is watching, everyone is watching, and the gifts are coming." F encouraged in a very exaggerated tone. After all, he has been doing live broadcasts for half a year, and he learned these from other live broadcasts. of.
After enough publicity, it should be removed. If you don't pull it out, the wound will clot. If you really have to go to the hospital to cut it open and pull it out, the medical expenses will be even more expensive.
F continued to take pictures with his cell phone in one hand, and picked up the broken steel bars with the other hand. I cried out as soon as I touched it. It hurt. It didn't mean that the nervous system would be paralyzed in five minutes or that any broken bones wouldn't hurt too much. It was all a lie.
(End of chapter)