Chapter 55: As you sow, so shall you reap!

  It's precisely because of Grandma's overindulgence and overprotection that Autumn Cold is still as simple and pure as a blank sheet of paper. Tang Zhong's attitude is so serious because he realizes he will be the first man to make his mark on this blank sheet of paper.

  If he applies black, the color that appears on this paper will be black. If he applies red, the color that appears on this paper will be red. If he applies 'yellow', then she will give birth to a little baby belonging to Tang Zhong.

  As you sow, so shall you reap.

  "What's the matter?" Qiuyi Han wiped away her tears with the back of her hand again. She didn't turn her face away to gently dab at her tears like those elegant ladies, nor did she use a tissue to cover her eyes and then wipe them away like those mature women. When she cried, she was like a baby, and even the way she wiped away her tears was childlike.

  "Think about it. If you give each of the girls in your dorm an LV handbag, won't they all know that your family is very rich?" Tang Chong asked.

  "Hmm." Autumn nodded coldly. "None of them are using LV."

  Tang Zhong almost vomited blood. There are several students who can afford to consume LV during their school days?

  "If they know you have money, they may deliberately get close to you and try to please you. They want you to buy them more gifts and get all sorts of benefits from you. They won't treat you as a friend, but only as a walking ATM - of course, there's another term for this called 'sugar daddy'. Are you willing to be their walking ATM? Do you want to be their sugar daddy?"

  Autumn shook her head coldly. She didn't have the habit of thinking things were that complicated.

  "Even if you give them gifts, they may still laugh at you behind your back - idiot." Tang Zhong tried to put it more tactfully. Although this girl was a bit silly, her silly appearance was still quite cute. Sitting there like a porcelain doll, you couldn't bear to say harsh words to her. "It's better not to have that kind of relationship."

  "What can I do to gain their friendship?" asked Qiuyi Han.

  "Buy gifts. Buy inexpensive small gifts that won't break the bank - ideally under 100 yuan, such as the little trinkets you girls like to wear, perfume, CDs, scarves, or a book. This way, you can buy them often without spending too much money, but still show you care. Occasionally, take them out for a meal or bring some KFC or McDonald's snacks - they'll appreciate it."

  "Is that all?" Akane's dark pupils began to shine brightly.

  "Uh-huh. You'll know when you try." Tang nodded seriously. Looking at her sky blue jeans and black tight-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt, he said: "Of course, there's one more thing to pay attention to. When you buy those small gifts for them, it's best to also buy a set for yourself. Show that you really like it. Otherwise, if you buy a Mercedes-Benz for yourself and a BB gun for them, not only will they not accept your kindness, but they'll also think you're too stingy."

  "He pointed at the girl's clothes and said: 'These clothes of yours must be very expensive, right?'"

  "Hmm... Dior's T-shirt, Cucci's pants..." said Qiuyi Han.

  "Later you can buy some more ordinary clothes to wear. Even if you don't want to change, you have to tell them that these clothes were bought for you by your family members, not by yourself."

  "Why?" Qiuyi Han became even more perplexed. Why did he buy gifts for them when he himself couldn't wear good-looking clothes?

  "There is no why."

  “--”

  Tang Chong smiled, pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, grasped the railing of the bamboo pavilion and bent down, wetting the handkerchief with water, then wrung it out and gently wiped away the raindrops on the girl's face.

  Her eyes, cold as autumn, were wide open, staring tightly at Tang Zhong's face close at hand. Her long eyelashes blinked repeatedly, revealing her inner unrest at this moment.

  Then, her face slowly climbed up a layer of redness.

  "You're just like my grandmother," said Qiuyi Han.

  "You're nothing like my wife," Tang Chong said.

  Qiu Yi Han was shocked and said: "You're already married? Can students get married?"

  Tang Chong really lost to her.

  Help her wipe off the dust on her face, then crumple up that tissue and hold it in the palm of your hand.

  "Alright." Táng Zhòng said with a smile. "If you still feel wronged in the future, crying here is also a good choice."

  Qiu Yi's face turned red as she said: "I... I didn't think I would cry earlier."

  "It's not a bad thing for girls to cry." Tang Chong said with a smile. "Remember what I said, go back earlier."

  After finishing speaking, Tang stood up and prepared to leave.

  When his gaze left her, he frowned again and walked over to squat beside her.

  "What are you going to do?" the girl asked nervously. At this time, Tang Chong was crouching in front of her two legs, as if he was about to do something bad to her.

  Tang Chong grasped her loosened shoelace and said, "The shoelaces must be tied tightly, otherwise it's easy to trip yourself up. Look... first pull both sides to the same length, then cross over and tie like this, pulling two ends lightly... doesn't it look like a butterfly?

  "Ahah, yeah! You're really like a butterfly. Even grandma's shoelaces aren't as nice as the ones you tied."

  "After grandma is no longer around, you will have to do these things yourself." Tang Chong helped her untie and re-tie the shoelaces of her other foot, saying: "Grandma can't take care of you for your whole life."

  Then he stood up and walked out of the bamboo pavilion.

  "What's your name?" Autumn Cold shouted out loud.

  "Tang Zhong. The Tang of Tang Zong Song Zu's Tang, the weighty of weight." said Tang Zhong.

  "Can you... give me your phone number? I... if there's anything I don't understand, can I call you?"

  Tang Chong thought for a moment and still reported his own phone number.

  Waiting until Tang Chong walked far away, his figure had already disappeared on the long wooden bridge. Autumn Cold then withdrew her line of sight and saved the phone number that Tang Chong had reported to her own mobile phone.

  Looking down at his own shoes, the shoelaces that Tang Chong had retied seemed like two dragonflies flapping their wings, ready to fly.

  She seriously thought back to how Tang Chong tied his shoelaces, then untied them and retied them herself.

  "It doesn't look good." She shook her head.

  Open it again and try once more.

  Perhaps Tang Chong didn't know that he was just a little comfort when he was in a bad mood, but it made a little girl grow up overnight.

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  The next day, the sky cleared up. The military training that had been suspended due to the rain was to continue again.

  While attending military training, Tang Chong also had to be summoned by Principal Jiao Yuhe from time to time to learn psychological knowledge. As before, Jiao Nanxin was also there. The two were still at odds with each other, and they fought several times, almost coming to blows, but... Principal Jiao Yuhe did not intend to separate them for class.

  Since that day when Bai Su called and was hung up by Tang Chong, she didn't know if she had any reservations about Tang Chong, but she never called again. She only sent a message every day to ask about Tang Chong's life at school. Tang Chong sometimes replied, sometimes not.

  Lin Huiyin was quiet, and Zhang Heben stopped playing pranks after being counterattacked by Tang Zhong once. On the other hand, Ah KEN would occasionally call to chat with Tang Zhong, who would feel an urge to rush over and beat him up every time he heard his chuckling and "Ah yo" on the phone.

  Perhaps this is more unbearable for Tang Chong than military training.

  Everything is calm and peaceful.

  On the surface, Tang Zhong's joining of the Butterfly Combination had no impact on his life. Like millions and millions of other students, he silently and diligently accumulated power.

  Such a life lasted until the last day of military training. Tomorrow, after the military training performance, the one-month freshman military training will come to an end.

  Li Tieshu stood in front of a group of boys, his back straight as a pen.

  His gaze swept over each of the boys' faces one by one, then he cracked a smile.

  Ever since someone praised him for being cute when he smiled, he would occasionally 'act' cute in front of everyone.

  Of course, smiling is better than frowning.

  "Your performance these days-" Li Tieshu deliberately waited for everyone's reaction, seeing their smiling faces, he knew they couldn't be intimidated. Only then did he loudly exclaim: "I'm very satisfied."

  "Oh-"

  The boys screamed. It was really too difficult to hear words of praise from Hei Mian Shen's mouth.

  He raised his hand and the sound disappeared.

  "But if you don't get first place tomorrow, I'll be very dissatisfied." Li Tieshu said. "Why? Because you've trained so hard, because you're so dedicated to every move I've taught you, because you've fought for this goal for thirty days - if you don't come in first, who will?"

  "The first, first, first, first-" The passion of the boys was ignited by Li Tieshu's few words, and they shouted loudly.

  "Right. You must take the first place. You are the first." Li Tieshu was lavish with praise, just to give them encouragement for tomorrow's performance.

  "Whether you get first place or not, you are all number one in my heart." These words were left unspoken by Li Tieshu.

  He can't say it either. Too mushy.

  "You're all soldiers under my command, Li Tieshu. You're all good soldiers."

  Li Tie Shu's legs were tucked in, his body was stretched straight, and his right hand was raised above his eyebrow.

  A standard, handsome military salute.

  (PS: You reap what you sow. If you plant melons, you'll get melons; if you plant beans, you'll get melons. You've sown red votes, and next autumn, you'll harvest many red votes!)