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Chapter 220 Chapter 02
Qiao Yi successively found a job as a resident singer in two bars—going to bar A in the first half of the night, and going to bar B in the second half of the night.Coming and going all night, I was a little tired, but at least it was a temporary foothold in this city.

He rented a small house with Ono in an old community.It is a shared low-rent housing, three families share one room, share a toilet and a kitchen.Ono also found a job near their rented house - working as a waiter in a Northeast iron pot stew, going to work at 4 pm every day and leaving get off work at 10 pm.

When not at work, Ono began to follow Qiao Yi to get to know people in their circle, help Qiao Yi arrange the time and place of performances, and act as his half-hearted and unprofessional manager.With one person taking care of the outside world and the other taking care of the inside, Qiao Yi's career began to improve gradually.

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Our eyes returned to Youzhou.

Chu Mo soaked half of himself in the bathtub, holding a small knife in his hand.

She gestured back and forth on her wrist, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of saliva, but she still couldn't let go.

She put down the knife, took a deep breath, and rested her head on the edge of the bathtub.

Chu Mo's inner monologue: "Is this really useful for me? ... Not necessarily, but from now on, all my calligraphy skills will be ruined.

I have been learning calligraphy since I was two or three years old, and I have written more characters with a brush than with a hard pen since I was a child.I grew up soaked in ink, so it would be a pity if I completely ruined my kung fu.

However, I can't bear to let the child not be caught by the wolf..."

Chu Mo coughed the breath out of his mouth, made up his mind, and stabbed the knife hard into his wrist.

Pain engulfed Chu Mo's whole body in an instant.Chu Mo's wrist trembled, and tears flowed down his face.

One knife is not enough, another knife.

Chu Mo groped to find the large ligament of his right wrist, and picked it with a small knife.Suddenly, Chu Mo felt that a very elastic thing broke off at once, and retracted straight from the wrist to the depth of his arm.Chu Mo knew that he was done.

She was trembling constantly under the severe pain, like a grasshopper with a broken leg, the frequency was ridiculously fast.

She saw something red rushing out of her wrist, she didn't dare to delay, she took out her mobile phone to call Wang Langtai.

After calling for the first time, Wang Langtai saw that it was from Chu Mo, so he hung up on her immediately.

A blind tone came from Chu Mo's cell phone.

"Hello, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

Chu Mo hung up the phone in a panic.Wrap your arm with a bandage to reduce the frequency of bleeding, and then call Wang Langtai.

This time Wang Langtai seemed to have turned off the phone directly.

"Hello, the user you dialed has been turned off, please dial again later..."

Chu Mo was so angry that he slapped the surface of the water with his still good left hand, and the water splashed more than a foot high.

Chu Mo gritted his teeth and thought: "Wang Langtai ignores me, so what should I do? Do I have to call 120 and go to the hospital by myself? This is a bit embarrassing..."

After thinking about it again and again, Chu Mo suddenly thought of Wan'er who had been looking for her a few months ago.Chu Mo blinked, and dialed Wan'er's phone like a ghost.

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Here Wan'er is doing evening self-study in her class.The class had just changed seats, and she took advantage of her good studies to choose her own seat, which was right in the middle of the last row, with Zhuge Ji on the left and the water dispenser on the right.

Wan'er thought it was pretty at first.Wan'er doesn't like to listen to the teacher's lectures in her studies. She can't listen to what the teacher says, so she prefers to study by herself.Wan'er felt that with such a favorable position, she would no longer have to worry about being caught by the teacher if she took up English homework in math class and Chinese homework in English class and math homework in Chinese class.

But it's a pity that Wan'er missed it. There is still an empty aisle behind the last row.It wasn't until Wan'er sat down that she realized that the class teacher, teachers of various subjects, and various school leaders often poked their heads through the back door of the class, and after poking their heads, they often wandered around in the last row.Wan'er didn't feel at ease sitting in the last row, instead she was a little nervous.It would be better to sit in the middle of the class and fish in troubled waters.

In the evening self-study for physics in the last section of the day, the physics teacher was talking about the problems on stage, and Wan'er was doing her math homework under the stage while feeling sleepy.While doing the questions, I suddenly found that the watch in the class seemed to have stopped.He took out his phone and wanted to check the time, but suddenly Zhuge Ji gently pushed his wrist.

Wan'er is clever.Wei Wei turned her head back, only to see that the dean of their school had joined their class at some point, standing not far behind Wan'er.

Wan'er showed Zhuge Ji a "thank you old man for saving my dog's life" expression.

Zhuge Ji signaled Wan'er to finish her homework with her eyes.

Wan'er nodded, and dazedly picked up the pen, but at this moment, a magical singing sound came from her desk pocket.

"Poor Chacha sings about sunrise, Poor Chacha sings about sunset, Harry Potter flies on a broomstick, and my broomstick can only clean up garbage dumps, this is Happy Planet~"

The sound is not loud, but it is enough to attract all the attention of the people around.

The hairs all over Wan'er's body stood on end with a snap.She quickly reached into her desk pocket and hung up the phone that was urging her to die.

With the corner of my eye, I glanced at the dean behind me, only to find that the dean didn't seem to question me.But the dean seemed to have heard Wan'er's bell, so he walked up behind Wan'er in small steps, and stood still there as a warning.

Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and wished the dean a good life and a safe life.She grabbed the pen, and was just about to pretend to write the physics paper, but heard another sound coming from the desk pocket.

"Poor Chacha sings about sunrise, Poor Chacha sings about sunset, Harry Potter flies on a broomstick, and my broomstick can only clean up garbage dumps, this is Happy Planet~"

Wan'er gritted her teeth, and quickly hung up the phone again without getting angry.

Wan'er scolded in her heart: Who is this?Are you sick, do you have to call now?Do I have to ask the dean to confiscate my mobile phone today to be happy?
Wan'er didn't see it, and the teaching director behind her rolled her eyes, and finally sighed softly, and left Wan'er's class.

He knew that Wan'er had a cell phone with her.But Wan'er, a little girl, has always been serious about studying, has a good personality, and is good at studying.Therefore, he was actually too lazy to have the same knowledge as this elementary school bully.

If it was someone else, the mobile phone would have been confiscated on the spot.

Wan'er watched the dean leave from the corner of her eye, and kept saying silently in embarrassment: "Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

While thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone from his desk pocket.When he saw the two missed calls, his face suddenly became stunned.

(End of this chapter)