He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Seeing Chu Sheng's nonchalant attitude, Yang Guang gritted his teeth.

This fat guy won't act until he sees the rabbit; if he doesn't get a little something in return, he might just slack off tonight.

For the sake of his grand plan to purchase goods that evening, Yang Guang had no choice but to take a deep breath and make a difficult decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.

"Alright, alright!"

"Stop pretending to be poor to me."

Yang Guang glared at him, annoyed, and said in a low voice, "If you guys can help out tonight, I'll give you a bonus!"

"I'll reimburse you for your late-night snacks while I'm at it!"

"After all, your 20,000 yuan living expenses can't keep up with your daily spending sprees, can they?"

These words were spoken.

Chu Sheng's eyes, which were already small like mung beans, instantly lit up like two searchlights!

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Yang Guang.

It looked as if they had witnessed the eighth wonder of the world.

This is Yang Guang!

That modern-day Pixiu, who would hesitate for ages over a taxi fare and feel like he'd lost money if a single hair fell out!

This miser actually plucked his feathers today?

This is even rarer than a sow climbing a tree!

Even if we don't get anything out of the house tonight, just getting two yuan for a late-night snack from Yang Guang would be a huge victory!

The reluctant expression on Chu Sheng's face vanished instantly.

Instead, he wore an incredibly fawning smile; his face-changing speed was so fast that even a Sichuan face-changing master would have to kowtow twice to become his apprentice.

"hey-hey!"

"Brother Guang, you should have said so earlier!"

"If you had said there was an appearance fee, wouldn't this humble monk have had inexhaustible ox strength?"

"Exorcising demons and upholding justice in the world is simply the duty of us Buddhist disciples!"

"Where tonight?"

"Brother Guang, if you say the word, this humble monk will not even flinch, even if it means going through fire and water!"

Er Lengzi excitedly spun around twice, his tail wagging like a propeller.

"Woof woof woof!"

Its wise eyes seemed to say, "You must buy it two good big bones, or it will go on strike."

Looking at the greedy behavior of the man and the dog, Yang Guang sneered.

"Alright."

"Wait for me at the school gate after school in the evening."

"You all better watch your step. Anyone who messes up my grand plan to make a fortune will be boiled into meat broth and fed to the dogs!"

Upon hearing this, Er Lengzi immediately stopped wagging its tail and took two steps back.

That's not right.

It is a dog itself. If Chu Sheng were stewed and fed to it, wouldn't it become a man-eating demon dog?

That's so evil!

Just as Chu Sheng was calculating how much money he could squeeze out of Yang Guang to eat barbecue that night...

A piercing cell phone ringtone, like a hoarse gong, suddenly sounded.

"The vast horizon is my love..."

The vintage-sounding bell instantly caught the attention of several students eating breakfast nearby.

Yang Guang didn't seem to care at all, and casually put his hand into the pocket of his faded sweatpants.

I pulled out the screen, which had three large cracks and severely chipped paint on the sides.

The situation is comparable to a secondhand smartphone damaged in World War II.

The caller ID didn't even appear before it froze.

Yang Guang frowned. Who would call him so early in the morning?

Is it another insurance salesperson or a tea seller?

"Hello?"

Yang Guang swiped his thumb across the screen, trying to answer the call.

but.

This old phone is clearly getting on in years.

The screen not only didn't respond, but even the original incoming call screen started flashing wildly, like it was dancing disco.

"This damn thing is lagging again!"

Yang Guang cursed and swiped his thumb across the screen several times.

The jarring, broken bell continued to ring relentlessly.

Yang Guang's temper flared up as well.

He raised his phone, skillfully used the side of the device, and tapped it twice on the stainless steel dining table in front of him.

He's very familiar with this move!

In the past, when this old phone would freeze or crash, I could just pick it up and tap it on a hard object a couple of times, and it would come back to life immediately.

This is also called physical therapy.

Just like when we were kids watching TV, if there was static or no signal, we'd slap the top of the TV twice, and the picture would come back on immediately.

Yang Guang has mastered this physical repair technique to a very high degree.

"Connect me, young master!"

After Yang Guang finished typing, he picked up his phone again to look at it.

As it turned out, Yang Guang froze completely upon seeing what was happening.

The screen, which was originally flashing and playing disco music, was now completely still after he gave it a couple of "physical treatments".

A soft "click" sounded.

The three cracks that originally ran horizontally across the screen suddenly began to spread outwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Followed by.

Cracks resembling a spider web instantly covered the entire screen.

then.

A faint crackling sound of electricity.

The entire screen went completely black.

Even the raspy version of "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend" came to an abrupt end.

Besides that, everything else is practically smoking!

A deathly silence.

Yang Guang stared wide-eyed at the secondhand phone in his hand, which had completely turned into a black brick.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Chu Sheng, who was standing next to Yang Guang, was staring blankly at his actions, with half a fried dough stick still dangling from his mouth.

Er Lengzi tilted his head, looking at the rectangular brick that didn't glow.

A full five seconds passed.

A heart-wrenching, agonizing scream erupted from the first floor of the cafeteria!

"No!!!"

That sound was ten times more tragic than the sound of someone who had lost their wife!

Yang Guang held the black-screened phone in both hands, his fingers trembling wildly.

His eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed!

"I paid 300 yuan for this phone?!"

"That's a full three hundred yuan!"

"I saved up for two months and sold eight hundred mineral water bottles to earn this!"

"That's it?!"

Yang Guang stared at the shattered screen, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe.

Three hundred yuan!

That could buy so many kilograms of pork.

How many packs of spicy strips can I buy?

How many diapers can you buy for your future child?

Is that all? Just two taps and it's gone?

Yang Guang could hardly believe his eyes.

He pressed the power button hard, long press, short press, and repeated presses.

He even leaned close to the back of the phone and blew on it twice.

But no matter what he did, the broken phone was like an old man who had passed away peacefully, showing no signs of life whatsoever.

"It's over..."

"It's completely over..."

Yang Guang slumped onto a plastic stool, staring at the ceiling with a look of utter despair.

It felt like the whole world had lost its color.

The 300 yuan investment vanished instantly.

This was a devastating blow to the last Celestial Master who was obsessed with money!

Chu Sheng, watching Yang Guang's grief-stricken appearance, couldn't help but want to laugh.

But he knew that if he laughed out loud now, Yang Guang would definitely shove that broken phone up his nose.

Chu Sheng suppressed a laugh, coughed twice, and leaned forward to comfort him, "Um... Brother Guang."

Please accept my condolences.

"Out with the old, in with the new."

"Your phone is so badly damaged, it's time for it to retire honorably."

"At worst, I can just go to the secondhand market and find another one. I can probably buy one that's about 80% new for 200 yuan."