While the two were devouring their food, someone knocked on the table softly.
Ye Qingxuan turned around and saw a strange young man.
The thin young man has a pair of slender hands, which look stable and firm. He was wearing a black dress with no decorations on the pitch-black dress, as if he was going to a funeral. But this is a college, and there will be no funerals that students are required to attend, so this outfit makes people feel out of place.
After he appeared, the temperature in the entire restaurant dropped, and the vague noises also subsided, and everyone retreated away.
"Are you the Oriental guy recently?" He looked at the young man carefully.
Ye Qingxuan nodded: "It's me."
"I'm Richard."
He stretched out his hand and shook it with Ye Qingxuan. The touch of his hand was iron-cold. He pointed to his clothes, his expression still calm, "Student Union, Executive Office. You definitely don't like me wearing black clothes."
Under the table, Charles gave him a quiet kick to signal him to be more serious.
Ye Qingxuan is of course serious, he knows what the enforcement office does.
If the 700 school rules in the college are legal regulations, the Enforcement Office of the Student Union is the department that enforces these school rules. This group of people has never been popular among students, because wearing black clothes means they are on the opposite side of all students.
They will keep a close eye on anyone who intends to violate school rules, and then catch him the moment he hits the limit and throw him into a solitary room.
Last semester, the chief who was expelled for smoking datura was one of the masterpieces of the executive department.
For several years, the school committee has insisted on taking back the enforcement power of school rules from the Enforcement Office, but has been blocked by the principal. The execution office is still the same as before.
Unkind, stubborn, ignorant, disinterested, and not allowing anyone to interfere in his own affairs.
In just five days of school, more than a dozen freshmen have already experienced the solitary confinement room. Naturally, Ye Qingxuan did not want to add a "one" to the detention number at the enforcement office.
So, caution is the best approach.
As if he was used to seeing those suddenly cautious faces, Richard didn't care. He just put a notice on the table and said gently:
"This is a notice issued by the school committee. The tuition deferment period is almost over. Is the other student named Bai Xi here? You need to pay the tuition within two days."
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
Ciel's expression suddenly changed:
—The dirty tricks of those guys have finally arrived.
…
As the only senior, Charles certainly knew that Ye Qingxuan's tuition fees had not yet been paid, and he helped Ye Qingxuan go through the postponement procedures.
But there was still a month left, but why did it suddenly come to this time earlier
Xia Er knew Ye Qingxuan's financial situation better than him. This guy's pockets were whiter and cleaner than his hair. After purchasing the necessary supplies these days, only a dozen pounds are left.
Even this meal was invited by Ciel.
Not to mention paying tuition
The tuition fees of the college have always been high. The annual price of 60,000 pounds is enough to buy a small house in the center of Avalon! Now he was suddenly asked to hand over his and Bai Xi's tuition fees, which was like driving them both out of the academy.
"etc."
Charles held down the young man who was about to speak and looked up at him: "Isn't it originally a month?"
"The incident you caused on the first day of school caused the school committee to reconsider the application for tuition deferment." Richard responded coldly: "The power of the nobles is very powerful. Many people don't like Ye Qingxuan's attitude very much."
"Attitude?" Ye Qingxuan frowned.
Richard nodded with a cold expression: "I knew right away when I saw you that you are the kind of person who is very good at causing trouble. Don't rush to speak yet - you have to know: being provoked by others is also a kind of trouble."
"Should I apologize for this?" Ye Qingxuan's face was expressionless.
"My younger brother is also in the first grade. He was implicated by you." Richard pointed to his calf: "I got hit here and I'm still not up yet."
Ye Qingxuan was stunned. After a long time, he sighed softly: "I'm sorry. This was not my intention."
"He told me it was the best fight he's had in years."
Richard shook his head: "So I don't care."
Ye Qingxuan and Xia Er were both stunned and speechless. They couldn't adapt to this guy's logic.
"Now that the paperwork has been brought, this matter has nothing to do with me."
Richard nodded, but looked at Charles: "Also, many people have complained to the people you owe money to. If this continues, Abraham will not be able to protect you."
Charles's expression changed, and the smile on his face seemed to have solidified. After a long time, it turned into helplessness: "Research requires investment. They have lost money. There is no reason to ask me to pay back the money, right?"
"You can stick to your ideas."
Richard couldn't comment and looked at Ye Qingxuan: "I heard that you confronted Mr. Bain about school rules on the first day of school?"
"kindness."
He nodded and asked: "Our minister likes your style very much. Are you interested in joining the execution department?"
Ye Qingxuan was stupid again. He felt that his brain circuit was a little weak. Under the table, Charles was kicking his thigh wildly, gesturing for him to agree quickly, but he still hesitated.
Finally, he shook his head: "Sorry, I'm afraid I don't have time."
"oh."
It was not a pity that Richard turned and left.
Ye Qingxuan watched his back walking out of the restaurant and couldn't help but sigh: "This man is so strange."
"That's weird. Is there something wrong with your brain?"
Charles couldn't help but cover his face: "You missed such a good opportunity to hug me. If you join the execution department, wouldn't it be possible for me to be lenient if I'm caught drinking in the future? Uh, okay, let's I won’t mention this, but what about your tuition fees!”
Perhaps because he realized that his voice was too loud, he lowered his voice and said with a serious expression: "We can't delay the tuition! Two days! Even if you die, you can't raise so much money!"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned and scratched his head: "Yes, this is also a problem."
"She's also your sister, obviously she is!"
He scratched his hair, feeling a little crazy. He counted with his fingers and nodded: "The teacher can lend you some money for the time being. It's not much, about 20,000. I can collect 5,000 here, but I can introduce you to it." Borrow some money. With your credit, you can borrow about 30,000 yuan. Bai Xi has no choice but to leave school temporarily. You should ask her to apply for a government student loan as soon as possible. It should be possible next year... "
"Can't you raise the money?"
A scoffing voice came from behind, making Ciel's expression ugly.
At some point, Bart, the guy who had issued the challenge on Edmund's behalf, stood near them. He looked down at the faces of the two people and couldn't help but whistle.
"Looking at your sad faces, what can I say? It's really interesting."
He marveled: "For such a small amount of money, you become like a duck that has lost its head." At this point, he also imitated a duck and quacked twice, his mockery was palpable.
"Are you in trouble too?"
Ye Qingxuan glanced at him: "It's okay, go away."
"Tsk, tsk, that's really unfriendly, but of course the black necks in Xiacheng District don't know etiquette."
Bart pretended to sigh, as if he was deliberately provoking trouble. He pulled up a chair and sat next to him. He wiped the table with his fingers and his expression became disgusted:
"If it's okay, I don't want to come to a place like this that smells like ditch water. Let's keep the story short."
Ye Qingxuan remained silent, just looking at him coldly. That look reminded Bart of his look when he held the murder weapon in his hand, cold and silent, like snow falling.
Bart was stunned for a moment and couldn't help snorting coldly. You are still stubborn now. How many more days can you be proud
"Edmund told me that if you are willing to apologize in public class next week, he can consider forgiving you and letting you go." Bart paused, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Apologizing is done on your knees. That kind of thing, you know?”
"Is it?"
Ye Qingxuan didn't respond and just said: "Well, if he is willing to kneel down and apologize to me, I can also consider letting him go."
The cold voice fell into Bart's ears, causing his sneer to solidify, and gradually turned into a ferocious tone: "Don't be ungrateful. I will bring you this sentence exactly as it is."
"It's better to let him do it by himself next time." Ye Qingxuan suggested sincerely: "After all, I won't always have bricks on me."
"A low-class person is a low-class person. Please figure out who you are. Do you want the Adrian family to look at you? You are not worthy!"
As he said that, Bart glanced at Ciel, "Besides, if you work with this kind of shame of the academy every day, I think the time is coming for you to embarrass the academy."
Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, but Xia Er's expression changed.
His expression made Bart understand something, and his smile turned vicious, "So that's it? You haven't said anything to him yet."
"None of your business." Charles responded coldly.
"It's okay, I understand. Are you afraid that he will know that you are a waste?"
Bart smiled strangely and looked at Ciel: "Although this is our first meeting, I have heard about it. It is said that a genius can go from apprentice level to rhythm level in one month, but he has been stuck in rhythm level for more than ten years and has been repeating the grade. Until now... you’re not even a musician! After all these years, you’re still shamelessly staying in the academy, don’t you feel embarrassed?”
Ciel was silent, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
Bart became more and more proud: "Don't forget, you still..."
boom!
There was a soft sound on the table, and silver light flashed.
Bart's voice was interrupted. He lowered his head in shock and was stunned.
He saw the boy's clenched fist slowly unclenching, and a fork trembling on the table.
But the fork was stuck between his fingers! When he was trembling, his fingertips felt the coldness of the metal, the remaining pepper, and the melted salt!
"Since this is our first meeting, if I haven't introduced him to you, then you shouldn't strike up a conversation without permission."
Ye Qingxuan told him softly, "This is not only rude, but also disrespectful. Do you understand?"
But Bart couldn't hear it at all, and all he could see was the shadow of the fork.
That fork! That fork! That fork!
The trembling silver light kept flashing in his eyes, causing him to finally react and stagger back, almost falling to the ground. His expression changed from blue with anger to red with embarrassment, and finally turned pale with fear:
"You, you dare to do it?"
"Why not? I also have a table knife here."
Ye Qingxuan looked down at the metal in his hand. The knife was spinning and jumping on his fingertips, and he suddenly said, "I just don't know if it is qualified for you to look at it."
"You're going to regret it, I promise."
Bart gritted his teeth, squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and left angrily.
…
Seeing him walking out of the door, Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, pulled out the fork from the table, and put it back on the plate: "What's the date today?"
"August seventeenth." Charles replied wearily.
"Oh, that should be almost done."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and stood up: "Let's go."
Charles was stunned: "Where are you going?"
"Go and get some money, pay the tuition, and help you pay back the interest on the loan shark."