At noon, Ji Chuxing and Zhao Feifei went
out together.
Zhao Feifei had cracked her phone screen in
the morning, and by noon, it had completely died on her. She was visibly
frustrated, skipping lunch to get her phone fixed as soon as school let out.
After visiting four repair shops, none of them could fix it. Her frustration
boiled over, and she transformed from a vibrant, energetic person into a
dejected one, like a deflated balloon.
Ji Chuxing followed her, savoring a milk
tea she had just discovered. It was sweet with a variety of flavors, and she
planned to buy another one after finishing this one. This planet truly had so
many strange and delicious desserts. The food she used to eat, made in the lab,
lacked soul. However, the milk tea was quite expensive, costing eighteen yuan
per cup! Eighteen yuan! How many dimes would she need to earn to make that
back?
Feeling disheartened, Zhao Feifei said, "Boss,
it's too hot outside. Why don't you go back? I'll ask around some more, and I
might skip the afternoon classes."
The phone was very Important to Zhao
Feifei. It was given to her by her mother before she passed away, and she had
been using it for years. It was a unique model, not available in the market,
and she cherished it dearly. Today, It was damaged, and she felt heartbroken.
Ji Chuxing took another sip of her milk tea
and pointed to a small, unassuming repair shop across the street. "Let's try
there."
Zhao Feifei: "…"
It was scorching hot, and she really didn't
feel like going, especially since it was just a small stall with limited tools.
But since they were already here, and it was Ji Chuxing's suggestion, Zhao
Feifei trudged over with a drooping head.
As expected, the repair guy took one look
at Zhao Feifei's phone and waved his hand dismissively. "We don't have the
right tools to open it."
Zhao Feifei's face fell even further.
Ji Chuxing finished her last sip of milk
tea, tossed the empty cup into a nearby trash bin, and lifted her chin, saying
to the repair guy, "Lend me your tools."
Repair guy: "?"
Zhao Feifei: "??"
"Give it to me," Ji Chuxing held out her
hand for the phone.
Zhao Feifei, without much thought, handed
it over as if her hand had a mind of its own.
Five minutes later, Ji Chuxing put down the
tools, pressed the power button, and the familiar startup sound and screen
appeared. Zhao Feifei was almost in tears, moved beyond words.
She was still in a daze. She didn't
understand how Ji Chuxing managed to open the phone, what she did to the
internal structure, or how she restored it to its original state. In fact, it
seemed to be working even better now!
Zhao Feifei couldn't comprehend it, but she
knew it was impressive—she felt awestruck without fully
understanding.
"Boss, starting today, you're not my boss
anymore!"
Ji Chuxing: "Hmm?"
"You're a god! I'm not worthy to call you
boss. From today, you're God Ji!"
Ji Chuxing: "…"
That wasn't necessary, but… it sounded cool!
The repair guy was also confused. He had
fixed thousands of phones, and what Ji Chuxing did was more than just
repairing; she modified the core components using his tools. But… how could a young girl do that? And with such basic tools?
The guy shook his head, thinking he must
have imagined it, and praised, "You've got good skills, young lady."
Ji Chuxing mumbled, "Not bad."
If she had the right tools, she could have
made a new one for Zhao Feifei. "As long as you don't smash it, it can handle
water and drops without any issues."
Zhao Feifei's eyes filled with even more
admiration.
The guy laughed, "Don't make such grand
claims. No phone in the world can do that."
Zhao Feifei, indignant, snapped, "God Ji
says it can, so it can!"
Guy: "…"
Fine, you're pretty, so whatever you say
goes.
Ji Chuxing patted Zhao Feifei's shoulder to
calm her down.
However…
This phone was quite special. It reminded
her of a prototype from her lab, a flawed yet promising one.
"Where did you get this phone?" Ji Chuxing
asked.
Still basking in her joy, Zhao Feifei
answered, "God Ji, do you want one too? It might be impossible. My mom brought
it back when I was around ten. They say it's the only one in the world, a
prototype invented by a friend. I found it very useful, especially for gaming."
Initially, she had disliked it because it
was a prototype, but she quickly changed her mind. Even Lu Xing, who had been
eyeing it for a long time, never got to touch it.
Ji Chuxing responded, "Oh."
She was quite intrigued. It seemed there
were places in the world with inventions and technological levels that were
more advanced than commonly known.
They returned to school in the afternoon,
having skipped two classes. Skipping classes was common in Class 16, and
teachers usually didn't say anything. Most students were either rich or
powerful, and the rest might be "my dad told me he was rich when I turned
eighteen" types. Only Mr. Huang, their teacher, cared about these students.
When Zhao Feifei and Ji Chuxing returned,
the classroom was as noisy as a market. Wu Hao, who was about to rush out with
a basketball, stopped abruptly. "Boss, Mr. Huang was looking for you."
Just then, Mr. Huang, with his round belly,
hurried in. "Ms. Ji, come to my office. Your mother is here!"
Ji Chuxing paused: "Understood."