Chapter 1 The Talking Phone(1/2)
"Hey, hey, what? You said my phone owes more than a thousand phone bills? Is it true? You and I have never called you before!"
"What? Have you called, or a foreign phone call? I can't speak German at all. Do you say I'll call a foreigner?"
"Hey, hey!"
"Sir, do you have anything else? If nothing else, please give us an evaluation of our service!"
"Hey, I'm so mad, don't hang up! I want to complain about your phone bills being deducted!"
"Sorry, if nothing else..."
"Dududu!"
"Grass!"
Ning Bufan angrily smashed his old Nokia phone on the sofa, looking at the ceiling with his eyes blank, feeling that his life was getting darker and less hopeless.
The future is bright...
It is rare for people who are so unlucky as he is.
I finally got into a key university from the countryside and went straight to the capital with 4,000 yuan of living expenses. Unexpectedly, before I even entered the capital, an old guy who sold fake treasures cheated him for more than 3,000 yuan to buy a piece of jade from the Warring States Period.
After running to the treasure appraisal club with great enthusiasm, Ning Bufan felt that he was about to get rid of the title of poor man, become a rich and handsome man, buy a small villa, marry a beautiful woman, and raise a small ** to become a winner in ginseng!
But reality is ruthless!
"Your jade is very roughly imitated, and the craftsmanship is very poor, about thirty!"
"This broken jade? You said it can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan? Are you sure you are kidding? Twenty, don't pull it!"
"Do you want it thirty?"
Ning Bufan remembered that the cold wind blew him so cold, like a soulless body.
My name is Ning Bufan. I should be as extraordinary as my name in my life, but your sister, what's your fault?
After being deceived, Ning Bufan felt very angry and wronged.
But let's smash the jade. Ning Bufan felt distressed again, and it was not worth it to sell it for thirty yuan. Finally, he put the jade in his pocket and let it ignore his life and death.
After the university report, Ning Bufan didn't have much living expenses, so in order to survive, Ning Bufan had to work in a small restaurant next to him to make money.
A sad life is just the beginning.
Ning Bufan felt that if he had made a choice again, he decided not to listen to the old man's foolings that he could buy 300,000 yuan of jade, and he would definitely not be greedy for any cheaper ones.
Because this is just the beginning of bad luck!
I just applied for a mobile phone card, but I was inexplicably owed 1,000 yuan less than a month ago. Originally, he thought it was because of the mobile phone card, so he cruelly threw it away and bought a new card, but unexpectedly, the newly bought card was not used even for five days...
His sister owes a thousand yuan!
How can I get the money to pay for phone bills?
Ning Bufan took a deep breath, he stood up, gritted his teeth, feeling that the small setbacks he suffered now would definitely be better in the future!
Who made his name Ning Bufan?
If a great responsibility is given to this man, he must first suffer his will...
With Ah Q's spirit plus self-hypnosis, Ning Bufan finally picked up the black and white Nokia phone!
"Forget it, buy a new phone, it must be a phone bill virus in this broken phone!"
Ning Bufan hesitated for a while and finally sighed. Although he couldn't bear to leave this phone that had been with him for several years, he made a difficult decision for the sake of the future!
"Ding bei!"
But just after I finished speaking, my phone suddenly vibrated.
What?
Can I still talk to the phone if my phone is down?
Damn it's unscientific?
Ning Bufan saw that it was an unknown phone number, and he pressed the answer button curiously.
"Ding bei!"
"Boss, don't throw me away. I know I'm wrong. I will never dare to do it again."
"What? Who are you?"
"Boss, my dearest boss, I know I'm wrong. I will never dare to chat with my foreign sister again."
Ning Bufan trembled and threw the Nokia phone to the ground. His face turned pale. The Nokia phone turned into two halves, and the battery fell out, but the black and white screen was still flashing happily...
A mobile phone that doesn't use electricity? I'll go, what's going on?
"Ah, it hurts, I know I'm wrong, boss!"
A tender voice came from the phone again, and this time Ning Bufan swallowed his saliva.
This is really a hell!
He was stunned!
After a long time, Ning Bufan came to his senses.
In the old dormitory, he trembledly picked up the phone that was still calling without a battery.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Boss, I'm not a human or a ghost. I'm a mobile phone. You can call me Nokia, or Little Nono, or Little Kiki, or Little Yaya." The screen of the mobile phone flashed happily, and made a childish and coquettish voice in an extremely humane way. "Boss, put on my clothes. I'll be embarrassed to stare at me like this..."
After saying that, he cooperated to emit red light, which looked like a child was shy...
"Damn it!" Ning Bufan felt that no matter how good his acceptance was, he couldn't help but shook his whole body again.
My broken phone has become a fucked person, is it true?
"Are you a monster?"
"Boss, can you put on my clothes first?"
"Oh!" Ning Bufan suppressed his horror, installed the Nokia phone with a power board, and then covered it with the back cover.
"Oh, it's much more comfortable. Boss, I'm a monster, but I don't know when I became a monster, but I don't think it's important. What's important is, Boss, I always think you are a broad-minded person and never petty, right?" The phone flashed gently for a few times, and then the screen of the phone dimmed.
Ning Bufan nodded blankly!
"Oh, then will you forgive a little mistake made by a naive, kind child?"
The phone lights up the keyboard.
"Of course, it's a child after all." Ning Bufan nodded foolishly again!
"Oh, that's great, boss, you won't be petty about my foreign sister chatting in your name!"
"What?" Ning Bufan, who was about to nod again, changed his face and suddenly became gloomy. "Damn it, you have made all my phone bills?"
"The boss is worthy of being extremely smart and wise. I think since I followed the boss, my waist will not be sore and my legs will not hurt. I will not be tired of sending 30,000 messages in one breath... Boss, I will still be with you in the next life!"
"Bang!"
Ning Bufan was so angry that he threw his phone onto the sofa.
"Boss, it hurts, it hurts. You said you will forgive me. Are you not a handsome and wise man?" The screen of the mobile phone flashed for a long time, and the childish voice kept ringing in Ning Bufan's ears.
"I... forget it, I'm a generous person, but don't you know if I'm not an example?" Ning Bufan shook his head in a daze, feeling his mind chaotic, "When is it now?"
"Report to the boss, it's four o'clock in the afternoon."
"Oh, what? It's four o'clock?" Ning Bufan's face changed, he grabbed his cell phone and rushed out of the house.
It was 4:30 that the college was put off, so Ning Bufan had to deliver takeout to the guests in the university dormitory. If the delivery was too late, he would probably be fired by the restaurant owner.
Now that I am short of money, I will starve to death if I lose this job.
…………………………………………
“Crunch, crunch, crunch!”
As the sun sets, Ning Bufan delivered his last takeaway and rode the shabby 28 bicycle toward the small restaurant slowly.
When passing by a remote alley, Ning Bufan's cell phone suddenly rang.
"What's the matter?"
"Boss, I'm hungry!"
"Are you hungry? What to eat?" Ning Bufan had slowly accepted the fact that his mobile phone became a sperm.
What can I do if I don’t accept it? Do you even tell others that I have become a fairy when I have a mobile phone?
It would be strange if you would not be sent to Qingshan Mental Illness Second Hospital that way!
"I want to charge! Also, boss, can you apply for a new mobile phone card for me? I feel lonely as snow when there is no mobile phone card!"
"You little devil also know loneliness? If you don't do it, I won't have money!"
Ning Bufan rode the bike downhill, slightly pulled the brakes, and shook his head speechlessly.
To be continued...