Migrant workers who entered the system refused to work overtime

If there is no engagement, there will be no dropout; if there is no dropout, there will be no fight; if there is no fight, there will be no resistance;

Chen Tong wrote and drew on the paper, listing the ABC of the plan.

Plan A: Burn the mandarin ducks that the stepfather messed up.

Plan B: Find the male lead and explain things clearly.

Plan C: Call the police.

Yes, call the police.

Fang's stepfather doesn't necessarily have only one copy of the mandarin duck book. If there is a spare item, she doesn't have the energy to knock on the door one by one to disturb; If his stepfather used this to manipulate him, Fang Chusui would definitely go the same way again.

Plan C...

Although it is no longer the stage of nine-year compulsory education, but with the testimony of the teacher, this school should not be able to retreat.

After much deliberation, if necessary, call the police for help.

As time went by, Chen Tong and Fu Jing were fighting each other, the former was thinking about how to go in the future, and the latter was thinking about how to slip away every day.

slip what?Skip class.

Chen Tong dragged her to Fang Chusui and Fu Xuchen's table, so that the three of them were extremely awkward when they met.

Fu Jing: ...

"Is making the body the same as drinking water?"

Chen Tong sat on her shoulders carelessly, "Otherwise, you have to learn by yourself, after all, it's not me who is waiting for the exam."

Fu Jing supported her forehead, she dared to feel that she was being hypocritical.

Fu Jing's approach to Fang Chusui was a very dangerous signal to Fu Xuchen.I saw him pulling the man behind him, frowning and staring, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Jing looked at him coldly, and suddenly burst into a playful smile, "I also like Chu Sui, fair competition, brother~"

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, and the word "brother" frightened Chen Tong, "Are you disgusting him on purpose???"

Fu Jing shrugged, "You think so."

Chen Tong panicked, "Reject Lily, reject Lily!"

"Come on, how can sisters be inferior to Fu Xuchen?"

Fu Jing listened to two sentences after three sentences, and listened to one sentence after two sentences. Her big head was in professional classes, and she didn't need to sleep only five hours a day to work hard like Fang Chusui.

It's just that every time I think of Chen Tong's "prophecy", Fu Jing, who has witnessed Fang Chusui's hard work, feels very uncomfortable: If it is really impossible to change in the end, then how much is Fang Chusui indebted to?

Chen Tong tore up the calendar to pass the time.

The girls' time is vivid and vivid, while Chen Tong's time is ten years later.As for whether it will change, only the future will know.

At this moment, the witnesses of the "future" are squeezed into the small gap with the four timelines and stare.Little A poked the little thing's face, and looked suspiciously at No. [-] who was holding it, "What is this?"

"996's 'Daughter'."

Little Anahan, “This is the trouble in her mouth?”

"Hey," No. [-] calf protector said, "Little baby can't hear that."

No. [-], who couldn't see it, turned his face away and couldn't help complaining, "The plot hasn't changed, isn't this kid growing up?"

Number Three: "Amen."

Grasping the point, little A pulled over the seemingly reliable number two, "Let's make it clear first."

"The foothold of the timeline is called the frame, and the frame of number four consists of two major transitions, and as you can see, we are now approaching the first."

"One is engagement, what about the other?"

"I don't know, she didn't tell you?"

Little A's heart skipped a beat, "She only said that she wanted to disturb Huang Fang's early marriage, why is it still there?"

Number two spread his hands regretfully, "Then we don't know."

The more changes, the more bugs, the settings and results that cannot be tracked in the timeline, I can only pray that the acting writer will see the tricks.Little A looks at the child, and the child is also looking at it.

It closed its eyes after only a moment, as if it was in a deep sleep.

"Ah, how did this happen." Mao Maosong's No. [-] poked his head out and exclaimed.

Little A looked back suspiciously, "Is this a failure?"

"Not necessarily." Number Two patted Number Four's head, "Just fell asleep." Although the timeline of falling asleep is similar to death, there is still a possibility of rejuvenation for the former.

"A-san, there is a bug!"

Disconnected EEG reconnects.

"I didn't have time to change anything, and I just played with a hammer. What a waste of time!"

Plan ABC was useless, Chen Tong got up from the bed depressingly, and noticed something was wrong with vigilance—how did she sleep in the place where Fang Chusui was supposed to be in the villa she finally escaped from? !
"I'm home?"

Little A scanned the new file, it was fine, but the file showed an error.

No. [-] knocked on little A, "The heroine performed very well in the college entrance examination, but she still broke up with the hero. You remember to mention an agent. The current assistant director is not her, but the heroine."

The Butterfly Effect assumes that latecomers have higher authority, and the changed plot even impacts the pre-set identity given by Xiao A to Chen Tong.At this moment, Chen Tong has to be open even if she is not open, after all, she is the most discussed among the contestants.

Ah, that's great, I lost my work when I woke up.

Chen Tong:Subway Elderly Mobile Phone.jpg.

"In the end what happened?"

Little A sighed, "The system file is damaged."

Chen Tong was speechless.

At the same time, in the gap, the little girl in a white nightgown is old-fashionedly pulling the thread with her hands behind her back.The thread is bright and shiny, and everyone's past and future books are listed on it, interwoven with each other into brocade, and cut into satin.

"The latitude and longitude are too messy here. It's better to list each one separately. The three of you are full of patches. It's amazing that you haven't had any conflicts after coaxial rotation for so long."

Number two struggled for a moment, "You obviously..."

Number four kept moving.

"Obviously dead?"

Number Two didn't expect her to be so straightforward, so she nodded subconsciously.

No. [-] chuckled, "The author who created me still has the authority, how could I die? Someone is willing to help, so naturally I can't live up to their 'good intentions'."

No. [-] realized that the acting writer from their point of view, for No. [-], just confirmed No. [-]'s phrase "my daughter".

Before he said anything, number four had already coiled the silk thread into a knot, and threw it to number three who was paddling in anger, "Brother, help."

No. [-] hurriedly waved his hands against No. [-]'s probing gaze, "Sister, you can take medicine and talk nonsense, and the four of us are not the same mother."

"Does it matter?" Number four put the shuttle in the middle of the brocade, "According to the distance of time, I am the orthodox timeline. As a fragmented plot that was glued together by that person, you acquiesced in his existence and gave him permission to build, not Ashamed?"

The three were silent at the same time.

"How much do you know?"

Number Four pulled the weft thread apart, "If he can find you, of course he can come to me. Fang Chusui needs to go her own way. Before that, no one will give me whole industrial saccharin."

"You are insulting the fruits of labor of the writer."

"Insult? If it wasn't for her copying here and there and modifying the settings many times, how about the three of you coming out?" Number Four held the warp threads into a bunch, "Be careful not to break the character design."

So what, I will write it for myself first, this book is used to accumulate experience bars _(:з」∠)_