Chapter 57

Considering the invitation from his new friend Omar, Jin Xiantai thought it over and over again, and ultimately felt that he couldn't refuse.

After all, he was a transfer student, and Omar was the first friend he had made since joining the school. If he were to reject Omar's kindness, wouldn't it make Omar very disappointed?

More importantly, if he left a bad impression on Omar, this talkative Omar might spread rumors about him, saying that he 'doesn't fit in' or something, which would be very troublesome.

Although he had decided to keep a low profile, he couldn't appear too unconventional. It wasn't realistic to have no friends at all.

Even if he had a generation gap with these 'little kids,' he still needed to have a few 'friends' while studying.

Therefore, when Jin Xiantai was invited during lunchtime, he finally couldn't avoid the 'fraternity' anymore. In an instant, he considered the pros and cons very clearly and made a decision.

That decision was, "Oh, I can really join the fraternity? That's great, I'm so happy." Jin Xiantai automatically switched to his acting mode, and his exaggerated expressions and actions were undoubtedly terrible.

But the problem was that Omar, the black kid, couldn't see through the pretense at all. He just thought that his Asian classmate and new friend having such an 'excited and thrilled' reaction after being invited was very normal.

"Ha ha, don't worry, joining our fraternity will make your high school life very exciting," Omar said with a boastful look, patting his chest, which had very little muscle, making a promise that Jin Xiantai didn't believe at all.

In Jin Xiantai's view, a fraternity that a guy who steals his older brother's adult magazines belongs to couldn't offer much to look forward to.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. The kids in this 'fraternity' might all be like you, losers.

Jin Xiantai, who was silently criticizing in his heart, didn't believe Omar's promise at all and had very low expectations.

But to avoid appearing too unconventional, joining a fraternity and having a group of 'friends' seemed necessary.

Yes, at least Jin Xiantai saw it that way.

The school cafeteria operates on a buffet system, offering a wide variety of lunch options and ensuring that students get all the nutrients they need for their growth.

As long as you are a student at 'Monica High School,' whether in the elementary, middle, or high school section, you can come here to eat with a student card.

Each student card at Monica High School has a smart chip that not only identifies you as a student but also allows you to make purchases in many places on campus, making it very convenient.

Of course, you need to remember to top up your card.

The prices of snacks, school supplies, and lunch sold on campus are very cheap, clearly not for profit but for the convenience of students.

This point made Jin Xiantai secretly give a thumbs up.

Thinking back to his previous life, the school he attended also had a convenience store and cafeteria, but the prices were a constant source of complaint.

Basically, the school in his previous life was all about making money. The things sold at the school were even more expensive than those at the private convenience stores outside the school gates, and you had no choice but to accept it.

It was simple; the school gates were closed, and you couldn't leave.

So, you could only spend money at the school unless you waited until after school to leave.

Experiencing the parallel American high school life in this life, Jin Xiantai was truly amazed.

"Jin! Do you have a Twitter account? Add me, so we can stay in touch even after we go home."

Omar opened the packaging of his burrito, took out a smartphone from his pocket, placed it on the table, and asked Jin Xiantai for his Twitter account.

Although many things in this world were different from Jin Xiantai's previous life, they were just different in some aspects.

For example, the Facebook website existed in this world, but it was created by a college dropout named 'Sam' instead of Mark Zuckerberg.

Although Facebook had a different founder, it was still as popular among teenagers as in Jin Xiantai's original world, becoming the largest and hottest website in the United States.

Therefore, it was not surprising that Omar asked Jin Xiantai for his Facebook account.

After all, teenagers like to interact online, even in this parallel world.

Omar's smartphone was very 'cool,' and it was clear that it wasn't a contract phone. It must have cost a few hundred dollars, which was a significant expense for a high school student like Omar.

Seeing Jin Xiantai's gaze on his cool phone, Omar showed a faintly smug smile and said to Jin Xiantai, pretending not to care, "Big Banana 6s, the new model that came out last month. I sold my collection of treasures that I had kept for many years to buy this phone."

Jin Xiantai smiled and could only hypocritically say that he 'envied' such a loser, satisfying Omar's small vanity.

Then, Jin Xiantai took out his contract phone, which he had bought for $50 a few months ago to maintain contact with the publisher.

This contract phone was a no-name brand. Although it was a smartphone, it had a small screen and a very outdated appearance, and no teenager would buy it.

In China, such a contract phone would be equivalent to an elderly phone.

But Jin Xiantai wasn't a true teenager, so he didn't pursue the latest phones or new electronic products. As long as he had a communication tool, it could meet his needs for electronic products.

So, when Omar saw Jin Xiantai's phone, his face showed a look of 'you are so pitiful,' and he said to Jin Xiantai, "Oh, my God, you are so pitiful, using such an outdated phone. Don't your parents give you any pocket money?"

Clearly, Omar thought that Jin Xiantai's family was strict and didn't give him any pocket money when he saw the outdated phone.

"I'm an orphan. All the money I earn goes to paying rent and living expenses, so I don't have any extra money to pursue these things..."

Omar, who had initially felt sorry for Jin Xiantai, immediately changed his expression to a very serious one and apologized for his words when he heard that Jin Xiantai was an orphan.

"I'm sorry, Jin. I didn't know you were in such a situation. I apologize for my words. I didn't mean to offend you."

Jin Xiantai smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind.

Seeing that Jin Xiantai really didn't care, Omar finally felt relieved.

"Bro, since we are friends now, I, Omar, will definitely help you. Although I don't have much ability, I can still do some small things."

Jin Xiantai didn't really expect anything from Omar. Besides, his financial situation had greatly improved after his novel was published, so he didn't need this kid's help.

"Do you have any expertise in drawing?"

Omar moved his chair closer to Jin Xiantai and lowered his voice to ask.

Although he didn't know what Omar was up to, Jin Xiantai still nodded, "I'm pretty good. I've learned hand-drawing and have some confidence in my drawing skills."

Jin Xiantai wasn't exaggerating. In his previous life, he had indeed learned drawing, although he didn't achieve much, he could draw sketches without any problem.

Moreover, in this world, he had drawn some illustrations for the fairy tales he created, showing that he was quite competent in this area.

"That's great. To be honest, in our 'Human Studies' club, everyone uses their free time after school to create some drawings, which are then sold, and the customer base is quite large..."

So that's why.

Jin Xiantai finally understood why Omar asked him this.

"Work with us. Without exaggeration, you can earn a few hundred dollars a month. It only takes an hour of your time each day. I think this money can improve your life, right?"

This was introducing him to a way to earn money. In a way, Omar was quite thoughtful.

Of course, the premise was that Jin Xiantai could handle it.

If he had said he didn't know how to draw, this matter would probably have been dropped.

But no matter what, Omar's intention was good. When he heard that Jin Xiantai was an orphan and worried about his daily life, he immediately thought of introducing a way to earn money, which was quite a good friend.

"Really! Thank you so much."

Although he wasn't 'short of money,' Jin Xiantai still had to show that he was very happy and excited.

The two of them chatted while eating. After about twenty minutes, they finished their lunch.

"Let's go to the bathroom. Are you coming?"

After lunch, Omar felt the urge to go to the bathroom.

Jin Xiantai thought about it. He hadn't gone to the bathroom since he got up this morning, so he might as well go together.

So, Jin Xiantai and Omar went to the cafeteria's bathroom together.

"Bang! Bang!" Before they even got close to the bathroom, Jin Xiantai heard a series of dull sounds, like something being hit.

Jin Xiantai didn't think much about it and continued walking towards the bathroom.

"Get down on the ground and crawl like a dog!"

"Ha ha ha! Look at him, isn't it funny? He really looks like a dog, doesn't he?"

"You're right. Let's keep him in this position, and I'll take a photo. I'll post it on Twitter."

"Damn, are you crazy? Do you want to leave evidence for the police?"

Just as Jin Xiantai and Omar pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom, they unfortunately encountered a bullying incident happening in the school...

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