According to the Trope, There Should Be a Suddenly Ill Elderly Person Here

The bell rang, signaling the end of the morning classes and the start of another leisurely afternoon.

Fang Ran shot out of the classroom like lightning, successfully avoiding the peak crowd and snatching a Little Yellow Bike.

He then leisurely rode out of campus.

"Hmm? Not heading home? Oh, it's rare for you, this shut-in, to plan on going out."

Ling, inside his hood, chuckled mockingly at Fang Ran.

"Ahem, even I go out occasionally..." Fang Ran coughed awkwardly twice, turning his face away as he spoke.

Of course, as someone with severe procrastination, Fang Ran would never step out of his house unless absolutely necessary, just like most people who stay home during holidays, accompanied by their phones and computers.

However, there's always a 'but'.

He didn't have a phone.

Since Fang Ran's Xiao Mi phone died four days ago, he felt like he was living a secluded life of asceticism.

In the past few days, everyone around him had been talking about the news of the latest Little Sky Maiden idol, Shui Lianxin, bursting onto the scene. However, Fang Ran, with no means of accessing the internet, was completely bewildered, a face full of black-person question marks.

Huh? Shui Lianxin? Who's that?

So, after robbing... ahem, after confiscating money from criminals last night, the most important thing Fang Ran had to do today was...

Buy himself a phone.

"Heh, you spouted a bunch of grand principles last night, but in the end, didn't you still pick up money from those two?" Ling stared at Fang Ran through her senses, her eyes full of disdain.

Fang Ran guiltily turned his head away, muttering to himself in explanation:

"What do you mean 'picked up'... Anyway, if this money stayed in their hands, it would only fuel their illegal activities. It's better to fund me to use consumption to better promote enterprise development..."

"Keep making it up..."

Ling said with a cold laugh, then asked mockingly:

"Then tell me, righteous young man, you threw away the watermelon and picked up sesame seeds last night, how much money did you search out?"

At this question, Fang Ran's face broke out in a sweat, and he forced an explanation:

"Several hundred!"

Damn it! Seriously! They were supposed to be like gang bosses, why didn't those two guys have any money on them?! These few hundred yuan were still searched out from a man in a business suit...

"This isn't even considered 'pocket change', okay..."

Ling couldn't even be bothered to sneer.

"Pocket change..."

Fang Ran, a poor person whose monthly living expenses were only a little over a thousand, rolled his eyes:

"Then, Your Majesty the Queen, you talk so big, why don't you fund me a little? We're in this together now."

In the data space, Ling covered her eyes with her long sleeves, snorted coldly in disdain, and retorted:

"I'll give you my Swiss bank account number and password now. Can you withdraw the money?"

"Uh..."

Fang Ran was instantly speechless. After thinking for less than a second, as a good-for-nothing who only used Alipay, he decisively sighed and admitted defeat.

"I'm sorry, I was arrogant."

"Oh right, Queen, can you cure illnesses? Like difficult and complicated ones?"

"Don't call me Queen! And why are you asking this? Why would I know how to do that?"

"Sigh, because according to novel tropes, when you go out for the first time, you usually encounter an elderly person who suddenly falls ill, and that elderly person must be a big shot with money and power..."

"Will you die if you don't speculate about reality based on novels, you shut-in?"

Under the bright sun, Fang Ran laboriously rode his Little Yellow Bike to the city, arriving at a very bustling street. People came and went, noisy and prosperous.

"Sigh, I feel like I don't belong here."

Fang Ran locked his bike, then put his hands in his pockets and sighed as he looked at the crowd.

"Shut-ins only belong at home. Stop talking nonsense, hurry up. I need basic internet equipment."

Ling urged him from inside his hood. Fang Ran also found a phone store and walked in.

"Hey, you came to this kind of store. Who gave you the confidence that you could buy a phone here with a few hundred yuan?"

Ling looked at the store's very high-end decoration outside. Various brands of phones were displayed in glass cabinets, with detailed information placed next to them. It was clearly a store that someone like Fang Ran couldn't afford.

"It's hard to buy a phone anywhere with a few hundred yuan. Only large stores with complete brands like this will have low-end, cheap phones, okay?"

Fang Ran responded in his mind to the 'young lady who doesn't understand the lifestyle of poor people'.

Ling snorted and didn't refute him. At this moment, a female store clerk came up, showing a professional smile.

"May I ask what you need..."

"Ah, well, no Apple, don't recommend the latest model, don't need any new features, don't need any discounts, appearance is optional, brand is optional, plan is optional, as long as it can connect to the internet and make calls. Oh, right, preferably under a thousand yuan... Hey, what did you just say?"

Before the female store clerk could say her usual opening lines, Fang Ran had already finished stating his requirements in a decadent/listless tone, like a machine gun.

The female store clerk's mouth twitched. What did I just say? You've said it all, what else can I say?

But the professional quality required by her supervisor still made the female store clerk force a smile and politely say:

"Well, we might not have that here..."

"Don't lie. I have a friend who told me you definitely have it here. He bought one here last time."

Fang Ran continued to roll his eyes at her. The female store clerk thought for a moment, and finally racked her brains to say:

"Uh, customer, how about this one?"

Fang Ran looked over and saw a brand he was extremely familiar with from before. The female store clerk explained:

"This is the cheapest one we have here. Although the style is a bit old and outdated, customer, look, only this phone might meet your requirements..."

Seeing this phone, he was suddenly surprised.

Holy crap, isn't this the one that's supposedly fine even if you throw it from the sixth floor, the one that's a 'tank' compared to Apple?

It's a Nokia!

A legend in the mobile phone world, Nokia phones!

Seeing Fang Ran look a bit interested, the female salesperson immediately picked out the most expensive Nokia model to recommend to him.

"And, this phone, its functions are also excellent, very much in line with your requirements, um... um... and um, very sturdy!"

Completely unexpected that she would be selling this phone, the female salesperson had no idea what its advantages were, even saying something like "very sturdy."

But Fang Ran nodded with a serious expression, saying, Hmm, that's right, if I'm in a scenario, it's so dangerous, the phone naturally needs to be sturdier.

"Mhm, not bad."

"Then, customer, would you like to choose this one?"

Finally regaining her professional experience, the female salesperson asked with a smile.

Fang Ran nodded, then slowly spoke with satisfaction:

"Mhm, I want the cheaper one next to it."

Pfft!

The female salesperson felt like she had been stabbed in the chest. She even heard the new colleague next to her couldn't help but laugh.

The model Fang Ran chose was one the store was planning to get rid of. As for performance, it could only be said to have a smart appearance and be slightly better than a phone for the elderly.

That's why it was particularly cheap.

"Okay, then I'll get you this one."

As someone who had been trained, she never looked down on customers because they bought a cheap phone.

But the female salesperson felt so tired at this moment. She just hoped this guy in front of her would leave quickly.

Just as Fang Ran was waiting for his phone and enduring Ling's mockery in his mind, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a girl walked in.

Fang Ran subconsciously glanced back, then was slightly surprised.

Long legs wearing black stockings, a unique short skirt paired with cute black leather boots, an exquisite white lace shirt, and fluffy, curly flaxen short hair under a white small hat.

"Um, well, my phone accidentally broke, can it be repaired here?"

Although her appearance couldn't be clearly seen due to the large black-rimmed glasses and mask, when she spoke cautiously like a timid deer, she immediately attracted the attention of many customers.

Fang Ran was one of them, but he rolled his eyes and turned his head away, just like he didn't look at that beautiful woman much at the train station.

A girl dressed so fashionably, probably also incredibly beautiful, was not from the same world as him.

First of all, thanks again to XiaofireXiao Ge for the reward. You've already spent a lot of money supporting the author, thank you.

I wonder if you got a vague understanding of the protagonist from yesterday's chapter?

He has many other personality traits, which I will slowly describe later.

I will strive to write out the charm of each character in this lively, passionate, and interesting story.

I am still that Wish Heart, and I am still pursuing

Vivid characters and interesting stories.