The Vanishing First Time

"What's the matter? Why aren't you going into the academy?"

Cheng Queyi blinked her eyes and said with admiration, "Senior, you really are amazing! Even Tiansheng Group couldn't do anything to you!"

"Bullshit!" Wang Wen quickly interrupted the young girl's romanticized notions. "They didn't even look at me properly; otherwise, I would have died eight hundred times over!"

He paused, and seeing Cheng Queyi still staring at him with stars in her eyes, he helplessly changed the subject: "How did you know it was Tiansheng?"

"I asked my dad to save you, and when he found out the party putting on the pressure was Tiansheng Group, he was at his wit's end," Cheng Queyi chirped.

"Your dad? I remember he opened a... no, why are you smiling so happily?" Wang Wen looked at her, speechless.

Cheng Queyi immediately put on a pitiful expression. "I know you're very busy, but I didn't expect that I really wouldn't get a chance for three consecutive weeks. It should be fine for me to skip class to invite you this week, right? Besides, you just got out of prison—oh, wait, you just escaped from the Guard Department. You must not have eaten or slept well after being locked up for over ten days. I asked my mom to make some delicious food to help you recover!"

"Tiansheng?" While Wang Wen was talking to Cheng Queyi on the surface, his thoughts had already drifted elsewhere. His peripheral vision swept over the bespectacled girl standing silently to the side, and he forcibly tried to recall what the Tiansheng mirror-user had said to her before they met last night.

At that time, the night was dark and the lighting was poor, and Wang Wen had been immersed in the tranquil atmosphere of the academy, so he hadn't noticed the two of them immediately. Now, forcing a memory retrieval, he could only vaguely pull up some scattered images.

He certainly couldn't hear the voices.

But by analyzing the lip movements bit by bit.

"Report," "Best friend," "Contact," "Itinerary," "Enter the tower."

After a moment of thought, Wang Wen suddenly looked enlightened.

"So I wronged Yu Zhi."

"No! I didn't wrong her! She also found people to block me, but Tiansheng beat her to it! That crazy woman should be avoided at all costs!"

Wang Wen pursed his lips and nodded in agreement, giving himself a thumbs-up for his own wisdom.

"Senior, you agree?" Seeing Wang Wen nod, Cheng Queyi cheered, "Great! The car is right over there, let's go now!"

Wang Wen's eyelid twitched.

He endured the discomfort in his brain to use memory retrieval again, recalling what the girl in front of him had just said.

And what exactly he had agreed to.

1.5 seconds later.

He looked at Cheng Queyi calmly. "I appreciate your kindness, but unfortunately, I already have other plans today. Let's talk about it another time."

"How is that possible? You just came back last night, and you already have plans for today?" Cheng Queyi widened her eyes in disbelief.

Wang Wen nodded. "Yes, they were arranged yesterday."

Heaven is also a fan of watching the drama.

Coincidentally, it sent Vice Chief Jiang to save the day.

He was seen rushing over from a distance carrying a pile of items, shouting, "Hey, what a coincidence! Since you're right here, I don't have to go into the academy to find you."

"Hello, students." The Vice Chief gave the two girls a casual greeting, then shoved everything in his hands toward Wang Wen. "I really couldn't afford a brain-computer! I got everything else! By the way, why do you need two mobile phones?"

He glanced cautiously at the two girls staring at him blankly, leaned close to Wang Wen, and whispered, "Dual SIM, dual standby?"

Wang Wen looked down and checked the bag to ensure nothing was missing, feeling satisfied with the Vice Chief's efficiency.

Ignoring his question, he said directly, "Thanks for the hard work. Tell me the total cost for these items, and I'll transfer the money to you later."

"Oh, there's no rush!" The Vice Chief pulled Wang Wen aside and lowered his voice. "The important thing is, what exactly are you planning to do? That little Chen, I don't know what he said to the Chief last night, but he entered the tower overnight!"

On the other side.

Hearing words like "brain-computer," "mobile phone," and "transfer," the eyes behind the bespectacled girl's lenses suddenly lit up.

She glanced thoughtfully at the bag containing the items, then looked back at Cheng Queyi, who was still waiting expectantly, and said irritably, "What are you still waiting for? Can't you see he doesn't want to deal with you at all?"

"He's not ignoring me." Cheng Queyi looked at the solemn-faced Wang Wen from afar. Although her tone was disappointed, she still made excuses for him: "He's just very busy, really very busy."

Over here.

Hearing the Vice Chief's words, Wang Wen raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "He entered it himself?"

The Vice Chief shook his head. "Not exactly. He went to find that so-called sworn brother of his, but this time he found a few more people to make up a standard five-man team. I guess his talk with that sworn brother didn't go very well, and he wanted to get more people he could trust."

Once Wang Wen heard that the head guard wasn't entering the tower himself, he immediately lost interest.

Just then, Cheng Queyi's voice rang out: "Senior, then you go ahead and get busy, we'll make plans another day."

He took the opportunity to walk up to Cheng Queyi, tore off the number from the new SIM card, shoved it into her hand, and said, "Stay safe on your way. This is my number; call me if anything comes up."

The Vice Chief chased after him and asked urgently, "What will happen to them this time?"

Wang Wen helplessly shrugged at Cheng Queyi and turned to answer the Vice Chief: "If nothing unexpected happens, still nothing."

Cheng Queyi checked the number a few times before leading the bespectacled girl away.

Along the way, she would occasionally take out her pink mobile phone to save the number, then take out a sticky note to copy it down all over again.

"Look, he's so busy, yet he still made time to care about me." She shook the note with the number on it, carefully folded it, and tucked it into her bag with a sweet smile on her face.

The bespectacled girl pretended to collapse with a long sigh.

The moment she lowered her head to cover her forehead, the image in her mind was the new mobile phone she had caught a fleeting glimpse of in the packaging bag when Wang Wen took out the new SIM card.

Modern "fashionable young women" all share a common superpower.

That is, the ability to recognize every single premium product priced above their monthly living expenses.

She was certain she couldn't be mistaken; that phone was the hottest flagship model on the market right now.

Price: 10,000 points.

It cost more than her entire year's living expenses.

The bespectacled girl remembered clearly that just over ten days ago, that guy was still a pauper.

His card balance was barely over four hundred.

A single meal of cake and milk had wiped him out.

How could he afford such an expensive phone after such a short time?

And have someone personally deliver it to the academy?

Was it a prince pretending to be a bumpkin, or a bumpkin pretending to be a prince?

Recalling the "fawning?" aura radiating from the middle-aged man who delivered the phone, and the corresponding calmness of Wang Wen.

She adjusted her glasses, licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, and a cryptic smile curled at the corner of her mouth.

"That mechanism is like a single-use switch." In the distance, the oblivious Wang Wen was still patiently explaining to the Vice President. The two stood at the academy entrance, tireless.

"The first person to trigger it gets the item inside, but the second person to trigger it will only find nothing." Wang Wen held up a finger, saying mysteriously, "And I have already sold that first time, or rather, given it away."