Ding Ruola and Ling Zi were chatting animatedly when Bi Shuang came back.
Bi Shuang didn't come back to join the discussion but to tell Ding Ruola something.
"Dingding, I'm leaving first. We'll have Ms. Dong's class next. I've also taken your notes back to the dormitory for you," she drawled with a wrinkled brow. Ms. Dong was well - known in the School of Design. Everyone who came to study at University B knew the name of the "Devil Dong". Her failure rate was extremely high.
Ding Ruola couldn't help bursting into laughter at Bi Shuang's look.
Bi Shuang pursed her lips and grumbled about this heartless girl. But despite the grumbles, she didn't know if it was good luck or bad luck to be friends with such a genius.
Seeing Bi Shuang leave, Ling Zi also thought about leaving. But before he could express his intention, Ding Ruola had already arranged what to do next.
Ding Ruola took out her phone and sent a message to Fang Siyan. She still needed to report to Fang Siyan if she would be back late. A simple sentence seemed a bit plain, so she added a cute dancing bear emoji at the end. Fang Siyan, probably because of his busy work, only replied with a "Yes".
The click sound when the phone screen turned off reached Ling Zi's ears as he was in a daze.
When Ling Zi heard that Ding Ruola was going to take him to buy a computer and a phone, his heart skipped a beat. He only had about a thousand yuan on him at most. The money he had was from the bank card Ding Ruola had just given him.
When Ling Zi reached the entrance of the electronics city, he became even more timid and didn't dare to go in. Poverty was like that; it took away one's courage to go out.
Ding Ruola comforted Ling Zi, saying that she knew the staff here well, just to make him relax.
The first floor was full of phone stores. Ding Ruola walked around. The phones she liked all cost over 4,000 yuan. She thought that since they were out to buy these things, they should buy good ones.
Ling Zi's attention was mostly on the budget phones. Their appearance was not much different from some high - end models, but there was a big gap in memory and processors.
"This one has a Kirin 710F processor, which is similar to the Kirin 810..." the shop assistant said, handing a phone with a pop - up camera to Ding Ruola. Ding Ruola opened a few apps to test the phone's performance and thought it was still a bit inferior to the Orange brand phones.
Ling Zi used his phone to write, and there would surely be some important content stored on it. It would be inconvenient if he had to change phones in the middle.
Ding Ruola politely declined the shop assistant and dragged Ling Zi to the Orange phone store.
When Ling Zi reached the entrance, he stopped, looking down at his toes and muttering, "The phone just now was quite good."
It was good, but the drawback of domestic phones was their short service life. Ding Ruola told Ling Zi about her concerns.
"Maybe I should write you an IOU!"
Ding Ruola saw the boy's shy look. She knew that if she said no now, Ling Zi definitely wouldn't go in. So she simply agreed. After all, this was also a chance to see what kind of person he was. She always thought that this boy would achieve great things in the future. He was good - looking and hard - working. How could he not succeed?
Ling Zi followed Ding Ruola into the Orange phone store reluctantly. The shop assistant's outfit was no different from the previous one; these clothes were uniformly distributed by the electronics city.
"Look at that model over there!"
As soon as Ding Ruola entered, she noticed that the shop assistant was sizing her and Ling Zi up and down. She felt uncomfortable, thinking that such an exaggerated scrutiny was very impolite.
Ling Zi was even more sensitive than Ding Ruola. Afraid of making a mistake, he walked to the left counter as the shop assistant asked.
The cold white light shone on the phones, and the metal frames of the phones glistened. But this model, Ling Zi thought, wasn't it an outdated one?
The Orange Company had an unwritten rule to encourage its fans to change phones. Phones with a certain age couldn't be upgraded to the latest system. As a result, some new services wouldn't be available. Spending a lot of money on such a thing was not as good as buying the phone they saw just now.
Ling Zi turned his head and glanced at the shop assistant.
The shop assistant was chewing gum, and her cheeks puffed out like she was missing her lower teeth. A sneer appeared on her face as her lips curled slightly.
"How about..."
Ling Zi tugged at Ding Ruola's clothes. Before he could finish what he wanted to say, Ding Ruola spoke.
"Bring out your latest model."
Ding Ruola had seen the world and knew these phones well.
Seeing that this little girl was persistent, the shop assistant didn't want to be complained about, so she took out the phone.
The new model was quite different from the previous old ones.
"What do you think of this drop - shaped screen?"
Ding Ruola was about to pick up the phone and hand it to Ling Zi to feel it. But before her hand touched the phone box, the woman started making sarcastic remarks.
"If you don't have money, don't touch it!"
Hearing this, the smile on Ding Ruola's face froze instantly. Her hand paused in mid - air, and she turned to look at Ling Zi.
Ling Zi lowered his head, with his hands hanging on both sides of his thighs and his fingers pinching the seams of his pants.
The shop assistant, thinking she knew a few brands, saw Ling Zi's state when he first entered and sized up their outfits. She didn't see any famous brand logos.
Ling Zi was really poor. His clothes were all bought from the market and mostly not branded, so there were no eye - catching logos. Ding Ruola's clothes were all designed by herself and then made by the studio, so there were no logos either. Although Ding Ruola's clothes didn't have logos, they were no cheaper than common brands.
"What do you think?"
Ding Ruola simply ignored the shop assistant who was barking beside them.
Ling Zi nodded. He was already dizzy because of the shop assistant. After nodding, he heard a crisp sound.
A bank card was thrown on the counter.
Seeing the bank card, the shop assistant finally shut up, probably because she was shocked. This kind of card could only be obtained if one had over one million yuan in assets in the Construction Bank.
The shop assistant showed two faces. She immediately wrote the invoice and packed the phone. The whole process took less than a minute. Then she respectfully handed the phone to Ling Zi with both hands.
Ling Zi looked at the handbag in his hand, still in a daze.
"Do you want me to..."
"No need!"
Ding Ruola knew that the shop assistant wanted to help Ling Zi register an Orange account to make some extra money. Such a simple task didn't need someone like her.
She dragged Ling Zi out of the phone store. Ling Zi felt more awake after breathing the outside air.
"It's not necessary. Can we still return it?"
Ling Zi was probably used to being poor and didn't feel much about such insults.
Looking at Ling Zi like this, Ding Ruola sighed inwardly. She really wished he could be more ambitious.