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Are people calculating in practical teaching? I can also give you some advice Chapter 6
Author: Jiushijiu
Finally, all these troubles have been solved, and I can have a good rest... huh?
The real estate agent who was about to say take a good rest saw the supermarket, and he couldn't help but feel itchy.
Hmm...it shouldn't be a problem to buy a bottle of yogurt, right? Oh, by the way, there are still a lot of things that I haven't bought in the dormitory. I need to prepare all the necessary things first.
With this in mind, the housing agent entered the supermarket.
To be honest, he did need to buy a series of things such as towels, bath towels, shampoo, shower gel, toothbrushes, toothpaste, etc. He also made a special list for this purpose.
Turning on his mobile phone, the real estate agent looked at the note he had written and started to buy a series of things.
It also includes a series of things like kettles, pots and pans.
This college is very user-friendly. There is even a small kitchen in the small dormitory, which is great if you want to make some food yourself.
When I was a real estate agent in college, I liked to cook my own food, for no other reason than because I was poor. At that time, he was very obsessed with krypton gold, but his living expenses were so little, so he naturally had to spend some time to cook and eat by himself.
Let's just say it's the simplest, boil instant noodles and add some coriander and eggs, it tastes very good. Occasionally, he can treat himself to hot pot for one person. At that time, he was often coveting his roommates.
Now that I think about it, I feel nostalgic.
Um? What's going on over there?
The real estate agent who was reminiscing about the turbulent past saw a girl secretly...stealing something?
"Ahem."
The real estate agent coughed twice, which startled the girl.
By the way, why are you scared? You are stealing things around me because you are afraid that I cannot see you.
You even put your finger to your mouth to shush, do you think I'm going to complain?
"Here."
The real estate agent pointed not far away, and following the real estate agent's finger, the girl saw a surveillance camera.
It seems to be staring right here.
"Hey, if you want to steal something, you have to at least look around. You're really not afraid of that thing."
Chapter 12 I have stories and wine
The small and exquisite surveillance camera stood quietly in the corner, its head facing the housing agency. In other words, everything this girl did from just now was clearly seen.
"At least you have to avoid surveillance. You are too careless."
The real estate agent shrugged, and he took the thing over and observed it carefully for a while: "Oh, it's actually beer, from Asahi. How do you like this?"
"What I like has nothing to do with you, right?"
The blushing girl took the beer and put it aside: "I just planned to have a taste."
"I said, is this your first time?"
"What first time?"
Not understanding what the real estate agent said, she looked at the real estate agent in confusion, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Do you think this thing is easy to steal? Do you need me to tell you what will happen to you if you take away this beer today? Little thief?"
"you..."
The real estate agent's phrase "little thief" seemed to her a huge mockery. What a thief, he was almost noticed just now.
"Forget it, are you free? I happen to be a bit bored right now. Do you want to give you some knowledge about your future fate?"
As he spoke, the real estate agent picked up the can of beer, and he took two more bottles. After thinking for a long time, he finally chose to put down the cans and pick up a bag instead: "Let me think about what the villain should say at this time... Well...classmate, you don't want your theft to be known to the school, right?"
"Netizen, please take a look at the taste, thank you. So what do you want to do?"
"How about drinking a can with me?"
"?"
This female classmate has no idea what a real estate agency thinks. Is this some new way to strike up a conversation?
But no matter what, he just stopped his stealing behavior, and if he didn't like it, he planned to make it known to the public.
She didn't think she could hide this matter. As he said just now, the surveillance over there had already recorded this scene. If he was willing, he could know what happened at any time by calling up the surveillance. What exactly happened.
Therefore, she had to follow the boy to check out and leave the supermarket.
"Let's go to my dormitory for a drink."
"Are you a gangster?"
The female classmate wanted to leave, but the housing agent stopped her at this time: "Don't run away~ Otherwise I will let everyone know about this."
"As long as you know it, you know it, what's the problem..."
"Ah, that's true. Then you can go. Anyway, if you think there is no problem, then there will be no problem."
"?"
The female classmate was even more confused about what the real estate agency meant. She already felt that the boy in front of her was a psycho.
"Which class are you in? Class D?"
"How could I be from Class D?"
It's obvious that she looks down on the students in Class D.
"Is that from Class B? It's impossible. I understand Class B and there is no one who did this, so... Class A?"
Does the real estate agent know who this girl is? Of course he knows.
The person who has been treated as a tool countless times in the fanfiction is our thief Kamuro Masumi-san.
"Why don't you think I'm from Class C? So you're from Class C?"
"Yeah, are you disappointed? To be honest, I feel a little bored when I see my junior's unfamiliar skills."
"Junior?"
Listening to the real estate agent's words, Masumi Kamuro looked puzzled: "So you are a second-year student?"
"No, first grade, but when I say junior, I don't mean academic qualifications, but experience."
The real estate agent said, throwing a bag of beer to Masumi Kamuro: "I have a lot of things in my hand, please help me get it."
"Hey, I don't intend to make trouble with you."
"Then you can just throw the wine on the ground or leave with it in your arms. My junior, you have no idea what will happen if something big or small like this gets too big, right? Okay, I won't eat you. , but I feel a little nostalgic after seeing your behavior today. I have stories and wine. How about staying with me for a while?"
After the real estate agent said this, he walked directly towards the apartment. Seeing the real estate agent's appearance, Kamuro Masumi cursed a lunatic in a low voice and followed him.
It would be false to say that she was not confused and curious about the real estate agent. She would just listen to what this man would say.
"Here, go in, I'll make some food to go with the wine."
"Appetizers?"
"Don't you want to drink? How can you drink without food? Don't worry, my cooking skills are still good."
There is even a small space in this dormitory where people can cook. It seems that they are really afraid of people starving to death. Compared with the canteen, the food in the vegetable market is actually cheaper. There are indeed students here who buy food. For example, some female classmates will buy some tomatoes or cucumbers to eat back. After all, fruits in Japan are expensive, so eating some vegetables is refreshing. That's it.
There's nothing difficult about the food to go with the wine, just slap some cucumbers and some peanuts, that's enough.
The real estate agent had a set meal of wild vegetables in the evening. To be honest, he was not full. He had just bought some duck feet and other things suitable for drinking in the supermarket. Within a few minutes, he put the dishes in the small box. in front of the desk.
"There's nothing to eat, so just make do with this. Here, drink."
Very familiarly, he opened the beer and handed it to Masumi Kamuro. The real estate agent also opened a can of beer and took a few sips.
"Ah, I haven't had it for a long time and it still tastes like this."
He picked up the peanuts with chopsticks and ate a few. After eating a few peanuts, the real estate agent looked at Masumi Kamuro and did not move his mouth. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and looked at her: "Hey, why don't you drink it? Don't worry, it's not poisonous."
"It's not a question of whether you're poisonous or not, you're really a weirdo."
"Yeah?"
The real estate agent took another sip of wine, but he didn't think he was such a strange person.
"Yes, he asked a girl to accompany him back to the dormitory late at night. After returning to the dormitory, he went straight to make some cold dishes, and now he actually started drinking. What do you want?"
"Nothing, I just want to talk to you about what happened after the theft."
When it comes to theft, housing agents fall into silence.
He took another sip, picked up a piece of cucumber with chopsticks, and then continued: "In my second year of junior high school, I was caught by a convenience store employee."
"Because of theft?"
"Um."
"What was stolen?"
"Rice balls."
"Just rice balls?"
"Two months of rice balls."
"!"
Masumi Kamuro didn't expect that the real estate agent would answer directly, and his answer made her not know what to say.
He stole rice balls for two months?
"You didn't expect it, did you? I didn't expect that I would be caught after doing this kind of thing for two months, and it was just a matter of time."
Chapter Thirteen The past is like a needle, choking in the throat
The reason why he was so strange at night was because he saw Masumi Kamuro stealing something.
It looks like, it looks so similar to how I looked when I stole things on the first day.
But he was not in Japan when he stole things, but in China in his previous life.
In a 711 in the second ring road of the capital.
As for the reason... he was hungry, but the money was not enough to feed him.
His parents worked in the second ring road of the capital, but there were not only big companies but also small businesses in the second ring road. His mother was a cleaner and could only earn more than 3,000 yuan a month.
In order to give her children the best education, she sent her children to study in the Capital No. 5 Middle School, but the tuition fees were difficult for her. She had a lot of work every day. In addition to being a cleaner, she also washed dishes and swept toilets. As for his father? It got even busier. The tiles on the construction floor were so hot that it was too busy.
Because no one at home could take care of him, he did not go home after school. Instead, he followed his mother to work in a small business. He was hungry at night, so his mother gave him ten dollars so that he could have a good meal.
But the problem is that for ten yuan, you can buy several big buns, a rice bowl, and a bowl of hot noodles in a small county town. But what about in the second ring road of the capital?
Next to the company is a food street, including Japanese food, crayfish, Beijing shabu-shabu, and even some century-old brands.
But there is just no cheap home cooking. So he could only take ten yuan and go to the 711 to find something to eat.
What can he eat in 711? A soy sauce lunch box costs 3 yuan and fried rice costs 4 yuan. The quantity is only larger than a palm. He buys two soy sauce lunch boxes and a fried rice at a time. For 10 yuan, he can only buy these.
But he was greedy. Looking at the dazzling array of puddings, jelly, sushi, and rice balls, he was really greedy. Every night he could only eat unpalatable soy sauce rice and fried rice with just a little peas and corn. He was not full and it didn't taste good.
So one day, he committed his first crime - he stole two rice balls.
Fragrant, that's really fragrant. For the first time, he knew that rice could be so delicious.
In his opinion, the only difference between onigiri and rice is that there is a circle of seaweed on the outside. What is the difference between other rice balls and rice dumplings?
After the first time, there is a second time. The first time I stole rice balls, the second time I dared to steal sushi.
A portion of pudding costs 18 yuan, a drink costs 4 yuan, and a bag of candy worth 25 yuan. The more he steals, the more he steals.
Until one day, the usually kind cashier boy suddenly stopped him and asked him to wait a moment.
He was a little confused, but at that time he also felt the crisis. He felt as if he had been exposed, so he quickly put most of the things that had been secretly hidden in his arms back to their original places, but out of luck, he still hid two rice balls.
But it was no use, the surveillance had already captured all that.
His mother had to come to this convenience store and learned that her child had stolen items for fifteen days.
Fortunately, convenience store monitoring can only last for 15 days, but 15 days is still a lot of time.
Two rice balls a day, that's 30 rice balls in 15 days. He insisted that he only stole rice balls, and at that time the surveillance cameras could not clearly capture what he had stolen, so in the end the convenience store owner could only say that he had stolen 30 rice balls.
A rice ball costs 3 yuan, 530 yuan, which is 105 yuan. According to the regulations at that time, if someone stole something, he would be compensated 10 yuan, and his mother had to pay 1,000 yuan in compensation.
He was beaten that day. In front of the cashier and the boss, his mother slapped him hard twice. If the cashier didn't stop his mother at that time, he might have been beaten more.
His mother cried and begged the boss to reduce the fine because she really didn't have that much money. She was crying and spanking the child, and the cashier tried his best to stop the crying and angry mother. In the end, the store owner had no choice but to take only two hundred and let the mother and son go.
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