PDLP Chapter 16: This tastes just right!
Chapter 16: This tastes just right!
After changing into a suit, Lin Qi and Qin Jiahui went back to the internet cafe.
Upon arriving at the front desk, the uncle almost didn't recognize Lin Qi, and was clearly stunned for a moment before reacting.
"Wow! You actually look quite presentable in my clothes!"
He craned his neck, looked Lin Qi up and down, and clicked his tongue in admiration.
Qin Jiahui had been waiting for his reaction the whole way, and she kept covering her mouth and laughing as she watched.
Taking the opportunity, Lin Qi advised him again: "Uncle, why don't you cut your hair and dress like me? Wouldn't that look good? You'd definitely look better than me in this."
"Give me a break!"
Zhang Xin flicked her precious side-swept bangs and sat back down: "I'm not wearing that outfit, it makes me look like an insurance salesman."
"..."
Lin Qi helplessly shrugged at Qin Jiahui, giving up on persuasion once again.
"Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Qi's clothes don't look like he's selling insurance!"
Qin Jiahui smiled and spoke up for Lin Qi while sizing him up.
Strangely enough, although the suit was indeed cheap, it gave Lin Qi an indescribable feeling when he wore it.
Just like when someone wears a suit, they rely on the clothes to make themselves look presentable; it's the saying that clothes make the man.
But when Lynch wore this outfit, it was as if the clothes benefited from the extra value, making it appear much more expensive.
"Uncle, turn on a computer for me."
Lin Qi came back to the internet cafe to surf the internet.
"OK."
Zhang Xin opened the backend system and made some adjustments, then indicated, "Go to number 18 and just turn it on."
Lynch found machine number 18, which was located against the wall.
My neighbor was a girl dressed in a non-mainstream, decadent style. She was on YY (a Chinese voice chat platform) playing Audition Online, banging her keyboard loudly.
As she typed on the keyboard, she kept cursing and swearing, using vulgar language.
Seeing this, Lin Qi returned to the front desk, wanting to change his seat.
But my uncle said that since there were no seats available there, he had no choice but to go back to number 18.
He pulled out a chair and turned on his computer.
After waiting for more than half a minute and watching the Windows XP interface spin for a long time, I finally managed to boot up successfully.
Fortunately, the internet speed was decent. He used a VPN to access major news websites both domestically and internationally and started browsing.
Although he has memories of his past life, he only has a general understanding of the world situation and important events of this period.
Aside from events closely related to his family, such as the garlic market, he didn't have a deep understanding of this era.
For traders, information is the most important weapon, bar none.
One of his talents is his sensitivity to key information.
The chaotic news on news websites seemed to him like scattered pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
By comparing his memories with those of his previous life, his understanding of the domestic and international financial markets of this era is rapidly deepening.
While he was engrossed in watching the news, he didn't notice that the sound of typing on the keyboard beside him had stopped.
Suddenly, he felt someone pat his arm.
Turning his head, he saw a non-mainstream girl with smoky makeup curiously looking at his computer screen.
"Hey handsome, what are you looking at so intently?"
"news."
Lynch gave a brief reply, showing no intention of chatting.
But this unconventional girl, ever the friendly type, continued to ask, "Can you understand all this English?"
"……Um."
Lin Qi didn't want to talk to her, but she didn't care at all and instead moved closer and closer: "Wow, that's amazing! Are you a college student? You're so handsome! Do you have a girlfriend?"
Seeing that she was pushing her luck, Lin Qi looked her straight in the eye and said seriously, "I have a girlfriend, and she doesn't want me to talk to other women."
The girl, who wasn't into mainstream fashion, was taken aback by his words, then immediately pouted unhappily and sat back down: "Tch! Who wants to talk to you?"
As she spoke, she put on her headphones, grumbling, "It's nothing, there's just a simpleton sitting next to me..."
Lin Qi naturally wouldn't get angry with a young, eccentric girl. He was actually happy to have some peace and quiet, so he continued reading the news.
After watching for a while, the girl couldn't resist and leaned closer again: "You really have a girlfriend? What does she look like? Let me see?"
"..."
Lin Qi glanced at her speechlessly and ignored her.
"Tch! What's with the attitude?"
She rolled her eyes: "You're definitely not as pretty as me."
As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest and stole glances at Lin Qi's expression.
Lin Qi was annoyed by her harassment. Just then, he saw someone get off the plane and leave at the door, so he pulled out a chair and got up to move over.
Before leaving, he deliberately leaned down and said, "I like women with curves in all the right places. You're too flat-chested; you're not my type."
The younger sister was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, but Lin Qi had already left, leaving her no chance to vent her anger.
Arriving at the front desk, Lin Qi asked his uncle to change the machine, then hung the ladder back up and continued watching the news.
The girl thankfully didn't follow us any further.
After watching the news for another two hours, it was already midnight, my overnight stay.
Lin Qi had to go to school tomorrow, so he asked his uncle for the keys and went home to sleep.
Lin Qi slept soundly until the early morning of the next day before being woken up by his alarm clock.
My uncle was fast asleep on the living room sofa, snoring loudly. I had no idea when he got back.
Lin Qi woke him up and told him to go back to his bedroom to sleep. He also reminded him to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China to open an account after he woke up.
Afterwards, Lin Qi changed into his school uniform, left the house, and headed straight for the school.
Along the way, there were day students wearing school uniforms everywhere.
Students lined up outside the breakfast shops near the school gate to buy breakfast.
Lin Qi randomly picked a shop, bought a few steamed buns, a tea egg, and a cup of porridge, and ate them as he walked. He finished eating just as he arrived at the school gate.
After throwing the trash into the bin at the school gate, Lin Qi looked at the familiar gate and felt quite emotional.
He remembered that the new campus of the city's No. 1 Middle School would be completed next year.
After that, all the new students went to the new campus.
This old campus was reserved specifically for senior high school students.
He had returned several times in his previous life, and each time he would visit his alma mater.
But the feeling on campus back then was completely different from now.
He is now a proper high school student and a member of the school community.
After a long pause, Lin Qi finally started walking towards the school.
But before he could even step into the school gate, a bell rang out from inside the school.
It's time for morning self-study.
The students who were still outside the school gate suddenly sprinted into the school like sprinters who had just heard the starting gun.
Upon seeing this, Lin Qi was suddenly a little bewildered.
In this situation, should he run or not?
He's a man in his thirties, there's no need for him to run away at the sound of the bell like these kids.
But then he thought about it again and realized he understood.
He's a high school student now!
If he's reborn and doesn't run around, then his rebirth would have been in vain.
With that thought in mind, he took off running, facing the rising sun, running with youthful vigor and high spirits.
However, even though he joined the sprint, he was still late.
He ran to the entrance of the teaching building, but was stopped by the director of the teaching affairs office who was guarding the entrance.
A dozen or so other students were also stopped.
"Always late! Always late!"
The head of the academic affairs office, hands behind his back, his face as hard as an iron pot, yelled: "Stand here! Wait for your homeroom teacher to come down and greet you!"
Upon hearing this, the late students all looked dejected, secretly regretting why they hadn't run faster.
Lin Qi, meanwhile, watched the director of the teaching affairs office with interest, suppressing a smile.
That's right, that's the kind of smug feeling I get, it's just the right flavor!