Chapter 63: Chapter 62: Teacher Zhou Buys Coffee Too
Su Xiaoxiao turned her head and found herself looking directly at Song Weidong’s handsome face.
"What’s up?"
Her tone carried a hint of impatience.
In this class, where he was a formidable presence, few dared speak to Song Weidong like that.
This little girl was pretty bold.
Song Weidong squinted his eyes slightly, tapping his slender fingers twice on the desk, and said casually, "Give me a packet of that coffee stuff you have."
While speaking, he directly took out ten cents and put it on the table.
So, he was here to buy something from her.
Su Xiaoxiao instantly switched her impatient tone to one of enthusiasm; she was extremely patient with her customers.
She immediately took his money, handed him a packet of coffee, and even thoughtfully explained the brewing process to Song Weidong.
However, after talking till her mouth was dry, she looked up only to find Song Weidong had ripped open the package and dumped all the coffee straight into his mouth.
He truly wasted her breath.
Oh well, as long as he’s paying, he can eat it however he wants.
Song Weidong symbolically chewed twice and swallowed the coffee dry, remarking, "It’s nasty."
Su Xiaoxiao thought, "Brother, this is not how you eat this stuff, okay?"
If you add some Coptis, it would taste even worse.
But she could only vent this complaint in her heart, considering the guy was the school bully.
If she upset him, she wasn’t afraid of losing a fight—she had plenty of tools to deal with a high schooler.
The main concern was that offending him might scare off other buyers.
Money talks.
Su Xiaoxiao put the money away, sat up straight, and continued listening to the lesson.
But she couldn’t help wondering why this guy suddenly decided to buy coffee from her.
Could it be that he was planning to start studying hard?
However, this was all beneficial to her.
Not only could she make money, but she could also avoid getting hit by chalk every day.
Thanks to this guy, her forehead always ended up getting hit by chalk multiple times a day.
The tale of her woes is indeed long.
The next class, all the students in High School Class 2 discovered something extremely alarming.
The school tyrant, who always slept through school, had actually started paying attention in class for once today.
Though he still appeared lazy, at least his eyes were open.
"What’s going on? Am I still dreaming, or has the school tyrant been possessed?"
"Nonsense, I saw the school tyrant buy coffee stuff from Su."
"Is that stuff really that miraculous?"
Chen Zhiguo, the coffee’s first beneficiary, came over smugly, "Of course! I used to get sleepy during math class. Guess what?"
"What happened?"
All the students focused their attention on Chen Zhiguo.
Chen Zhiguo was even more proud, "During today’s math class, I didn’t fall asleep once, thanks to Su’s coffee."
Upon hearing this, several students were instantly intrigued.
This was really something nifty.
During classes, mornings were manageable, but by afternoon, everyone was exhausted; besides a few academic overachievers, no one could keep their eyes open till the last class.
Upon learning of the coffee’s miraculous effects, they quickly swarmed Su Xiaoxiao, repeatedly requesting coffee.
"Su, I want a packet of coffee,"
"Su, give me ten packets,"
"Su, I want some too!"
Everyone clamored to buy coffee from Su Xiaoxiao, and soon coffee became the trendy item in the class, with nearly everyone having a cup.
When it came time for Mr. Zhou’s math class in the afternoon, he entered the classroom and was greeted by a strong, rich aroma.
Looking down, he noticed all the students had strange brown liquid brewing in their enamel mugs, wafting the smell from their cups throughout the office.
He was even more amazed to see Song Weidong, who usually slept through classes, actually lifting his head to listen attentively.
Was the sun rising from the west?
Perhaps it was due to the aroma, but Mr. Zhou felt particularly energetic during the whole class, a session usually filled with dozing students seeming unusually harmonious.
It made him not used to grabbing pieces of chalk without needing a target.
The class ended soon, and as the bell rang, several students hurried to find Su Xiaoxiao even before Mr. Zhou left.
"Su, I need to buy another packet of coffee, this stuff is incredible, even in Mr. Zhou’s boring lecture, I didn’t feel sleepy in the whole class..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ming felt a chill on his back and turned around to see Mr. Zhou standing behind him, looking serious.
Oh no, this Mr. Zhou was famously strict, and knowing Su was selling stuff at school, he might confiscate it.
They were counting on this stuff to improve their study efficiency.
Who’d have thought, amidst the shocked gazes of his classmates, Mr. Zhou would lightly clear his throat, "Su, give me ten packets of that coffee."
All the students: "..."
Thanks to Su Xiaoxiao’s coffee, students who usually fell asleep in class were now all full of energy.
When the headteacher walked past Class 2 in Grade 3, he couldn’t help but praise the vibrant spirit of the entire class.
After other classes learned about it indirectly, they also flocked to buy coffee from Su Xiaoxiao, causing her coffee business to boom.
With the booming coffee business, the stainless steel cups sold out quickly too; nearly everyone whose family could afford it bought one.
The enamel mugs left coffee stains that were hard to clean after prolonged use, but stainless steel cups didn’t have that problem.
A quick rinse, and they were easily cleaned.
The result was that Su Xiaoxiao had to carry large bags to school every day, almost like she was heading to Northeast China.
It can be said that suffering and happiness went hand in hand.
"So what, doesn’t she just have two good relatives?"
Outside, Su Xiaoxiao insisted that both the coffee and steel cups were purchased through her relatives.
Zhao Yanyan was unimpressed and thought she was unlucky to have a relative like Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao was selling at a price cheaper than the department store and didn’t even need tickets, so her relatives probably weren’t making any money and were busy for nothing.
It was baffling what this silly girl was aiming for.
Was it just to gain everyone’s admiration?
It was just putting up a bold front.
If Su Xiaoxiao heard this, she would confidently confirm the motive was obviously the 100% cashback.
Lately, with so many people coming to buy stuff from Su Xiaoxiao, Zhao Yanyan had hardly had the chance to talk to Song Weidong about the Golden Pen.
After holding back for two days, Zhao Yanyan finally noticed Song Weidong stepping out to smoke during the break.
She picked up the Golden Pen and, summoning her courage, went to find him.
After searching for a while, she finally spotted his tall and straight silhouette under the shadowy wall.
The man was tall, with distinct side facial features. Even his cigarette-holding fingers were extraordinarily long and beautiful.
Zhao Yanyan’s heart pounded with tension. She took a deep breath and walked towards him slowly.