Rebirth and daily cultivation

"Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. At that time, the Changqingye Building Square will hold a Shangyuan cultural celebration. You can eat glutinous rice balls for free, set off fireworks, and win prizes by guessing lantern riddles. Interested students can participate, and remember to pay attention to safety."

Xin Youling released the latest news about the urban area to the class group.

As a monitor, she gradually understood that if she wanted to replace the 'White Moonlight' monitor in the hearts of her classmates, she must become a red rose and turn the white moonlight into white grains of rice.

To this end, Xin Youling specially opened up new business during the winter vacation.

Suddenly, she received a private message from Miao Zhe on QQ, and Xin Youling quickly edited the message and sent it to the group:

"Epic winter socks are put together at a good price. The actual payment is 7.9 yuan, and you get 30 pairs of socks. You can get 50-40 coupons first, and then buy more to make up the order... and finally return it... I am so slow!"

Lu Qiqi was just about to say, ‘I’m laughing so hard. Can I wear socks with a quality of 7 yuan and 9 yuan? ’

As a result, Yu Wen was one step ahead of her and sent a red envelope: "I'm responsible for everyone's winter socks!"

In an instant, the crowd was in a turmoil, and countless evil little hands eagerly opened the little red envelopes.

"Hold the grass, 16 yuan!" Zhang Chi was extremely excited, and he had a meal of braised chicken!

Just as he was sighing, Yu Wen sent another red envelope and opened it again. It was 8 yuan and 8 yuan, and breakfast was ready.

Zhang Chi burst into tears with gratitude and wished he could worship Yu Wen as his adoptive father.

Duan Shigang, Liu Chuandao and others also made various flattering remarks.

Yu Wen was in a good mood and rewarded her with red envelopes.

For a time, the group was full of kind words, and Yu Wen liked to mention the ‘Eighth Class Eight Heroes’ experience card.

Shen Qing'e held her mobile phone and witnessed the whole process. Three big red envelopes worth two hundred yuan were squandered, and six hundred yuan was squandered!

Six hundred yuan! It’s more than Shen Qing’e’s monthly pocket money.

As a member of the small group of good sisters, Lu Qiqi pulled a group of three people together at this moment. Cricket: "What's so great about Yu Wen? Isn't she just a lackey who won 300,000 yuan?"

"After tax is deducted, it's only 240,000. I wonder who she is showing her with her tail raised so high!"

Apparently, Lu Qiqi had accumulated a lot of resentment and was jealous of Yu Wen's luck. She also made a rare remark from an ancient Chinese saying: "If God wants her to go crazy, she will surely die!"

Jiang Yanan was silent. It could be seen that Qiqi was really angry. Qiqi, who never memorized the text and often cheated in exams, actually pulled the ancient text.

She helped to correct him: "Qiqi, if God wants her to die, she will go crazy."

The originally intense atmosphere suddenly became suffocating, and the embarrassment lasted for a long time.

Soon, Shen Qing'e received a new group invitation.

As soon as she entered the group, she found that she and Lu Qiqi were the only two people in the group.

Lu Qiqi continued to accuse: "Could Yu Wen's money come from a good source? Qing'e, let's show her some face in the future! Let her recognize her position!"

Shen Qing'e, who has experienced the copy of "Being under someone else's roof", is also not a simple girl. She spoke cautiously: "Yeah, okay, it's up to you."

Lu Qiqi was dissatisfied: "Jiang Ning ran a marathon before and made hundreds of thousands, but basically donated all of it. Why doesn't Yu Wen donate? It's selfish!"

Shen Qing'e: "Yeah."

However, one thing to say is that Yu Wen is indeed very charming recently.

A few days ago, Shen Qing'e came to the city. Yu Wen looked at her as if she were inspecting a village beauty entering the city, and her words were full of arrogance that she had not had before.

Later, Shen Qing'e learned that she had won 300,000 yuan.

Yu Wen used to be her best friend, but when they got along, Yu Wen unconsciously looked down on her because of her outstanding appearance. Now Yu Wen has swelled...

Shen Qing'e has a sense of hesitation about the future, and her best friend's success is really heart-wrenching.

…

Evening, river dam.

"Master, please get in the car!" Xingxing tied the reins and there was a four-wheeled carriage behind him.

Lin Zida couldn't stop laughing, with a smile on his fat face, and said to Zhuang Jianhui, Wei Zishan and a few others next to him: "Haha, look, someone called me Young Master!"

During the recent Chinese New Year, Zhuang Jianhui had been gathering with friends at home and abroad. He hadn't been to Heba for a while. He looked at the little boy who was the driver: "Are you new here?"

Xingxing was beaten by Dongdong for six days, and he has evolved from a bad boy to a loyal and good boy: "Yes, Dongdong is my leader."

Zhuang Jianhui felt a sense of magic: "Dongdong has been promoted?"

Lin Zida thought of the little fat boy and couldn't believe it: "Why did Dongdong get promoted?"

Xingxing replied: "Because of me."

"..." Lin Zida was speechless.

The 'good girl' version Wei Zishan next to her shouted: "Something's wrong, he's still a child! Is the job suitable?"

Xingxingru saw justice and looked forward to it: "Yes, yes, I am still a child!"

Wei Zishan patted her butt: "I haven't made a child-pulled car yet, let's go."

The light in Xingxing's eyes dimmed, and he turned back into a cart-pulling Xingzi, loaded Wei Zishan on his back, and bravely headed eastward.

Zhuang Jianhui, on the other hand, looked at the door of Xue's house and found no trace of Jiang Ning, but he didn't say anything. Although he was saved by Jiang Ning and his kindness could not be forgotten, in the end, they were not in the same circle after all.

At the same time, Jiang Ning’s cabin.

Xue Yuantong was playing games and talking on the phone with Shang Caiwei on his iPad.

"What, you said you want to play professionally? Become a distinguished professional player?" Xue Yuantong couldn't help but raise his tone.

Shang Caiwei's weak voice came from the loudspeaker: "Well, I quite like playing games, and now I'm in the king tier. My brother says I have talent."

Xue Yuantong didn't understand: "But it's difficult to play professionally, right? How can I play professionally?"

Jiang Ning added next to him: "You need to join the club and participate in some youth training."

Xue Yuantong said without hesitation: "Weiwei, you are so timid. What if you are bullied during training?"

Shang Caiwei stammered: "No one should bully me, right?"

"Why, you look easy to bully?"

Shang Caiwei: "My brother said he would help me set up an e-sports club..."

‘No, sister? ’ Xue Yuantong was silent. After a while, she said: “Jiang Ning, I also want to become a distinguished professional player!”

Jiang Ning was very calm: "Give me your phone."

"what?"

"I'll help you get a loan to form a club." Jiang Ning crossed her legs.

"Hmph!" Xue Yuantong was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Why don't you let me repay the loan?"

Jiang Ning: "When you win the championship, you will definitely be able to pay off your debt, right?"

Xue Yuantong was angry: "Isn't this the same as Xingxing's loan to make money by renting our trucks?"

Jiang Ning said calmly: "Yes, you came up with it. It's so smart."

"You are so despicable Jiang Ning!" Xue Yuantong accused him.

When Shang Caiwei heard the two people arguing, she still looked humble: "Tongtong, you are very good at playing games. If you want to play games, I will leave a place for you."

She felt that if she said it, her brother would agree, right?

Xue Yuantong met Shang Caiwei's brother Shang Zhengyu, who was an arrogant man with upturned nostrils.

In the past, when there was no Jiang Ning, she was groveling, but now that she has Jiang Ning, she is no longer groveling and relying on others!

Xue Yuantong declined: "Forget it, I'm going to study hard."

Jiang Ning questioned from the side: "You, study?"

Hearing Xue Yuantong's refusal, Shang Caiwei decided to do the next best thing: "How about you be a substitute? I will always leave you a substitute position. I will choose the substitute."

Xue Yuantong didn't care much and boasted: "Okay, when you meet a strong opponent in the game in the future, I can reluctantly go on the court to play for you."

Shang Caiwei became more confident when it came to her career, and she was in high spirits:

"Tongtong, my AD is very strong, very strong, very strong, and my brother said that I will find a professional player to be my sparring partner in the future. Be careful not to be too far away from me!"

‘It’s over, Weiwei, you are floating, it’s your brother again? Humph, since Jiang Ning doesn’t have a loan, do you think he is really weak? ’

Xue Yuantong pretended to be calm and calm: "Weiwei, you are too immature. A true genius is invincible from the beginning!"

Shang Caiwei heard Tongtong's arrogant words and said nothing. Although she was timid and timid, she also had a persistent dream.

She likes to play games. Only in the world of games can she be herself freely.

She wants to become a star-level professional player, more powerful than Uzi in the S4 season!

Although Tongtong's little murloc is powerful and can be called a unique skill, the professional arena is very cruel. If the little murloc is banned, what should Tongtong do?

Moreover, LOL is always a team game.

In the e-sports style bedroom, Shang Caiwei sat on her pink e-sports chair, took a deep breath, and vowed in her heart: 'Tongtong, one day, you will see me on the stage of the S game! ’

That grand arena that attracts thousands of people’s attention and is famous all over the world!

Of course, Tongtong couldn't see it now. She only saw her small mobile phone being oppressed by Jiang Ning's mobile phone.

Xue Yuantong was unhappy and asked, "Why did you press my phone with your phone?"

Jiang Ning just thought it was fun to pile them up. Seeing Tongtong's dissatisfied look, he joked: "Make a little mobile phone."

Xue Yuantong pouted: "Who wants to have a baby with you?"

Jiang Ning tested: "Then I look for Chu Chu?"

"Don't go!"

"What's wrong?"

Tongtong said: "Chu Chu's cell phone is too broken."

Fortunately, Chu Chu is not here, otherwise she would have sadly changed her phone case.

…

After playing the game, it got dark and lights came on in front of the bungalow house.

Aunt Gu is not at home. There is a Lantern Festival event held in Changqingye Square tonight. She went to help, leaving Tongtong alone at home.

Xue Yuantong's little face showed a little melancholy: "School starts tomorrow night, and I will have to work hard to go to school again."

Xue Chuchu: "You? Are you struggling?"

She pursed her lips. Sometimes she really envied Tongtong. She jumped into the car with her calves, closed her eyes, and arrived at school.

'If I were in No. 4 Middle School...' Immediately, Xue Chuchu put her thoughts away. After all, she could only rely on herself.

Teacher Qian was holding a bowl and sitting at the door eating glutinous rice balls.

Xue Yuantong looked at him and asked, "Teacher Qian, do you know what the customs are during the Lantern Festival?"

Teacher Qian immediately put the bowl aside and introduced enthusiastically: "You are the right person to ask, this Lantern Festival, the moon is full in the sky, the world is reunited, thousands of houses are lit up, the moon is beautiful, we can eat Lantern Festival and make lanterns, Guessing lantern riddles, lion dancing, and chasing mice...My old favorite is guessing lantern riddles..."

Xue Yuantong: "Chasing rats?"

Teacher Qian is very educated: "In ancient times, every household raised silkworms, and rats often stole silkworms to eat at night. So people chose to feed rats rice porridge on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so that they would not eat silkworms for a year."

"Hey, don't worry about this. I'm old money, but I still like to guess lantern riddles..." He stroked his beard and prepared to recite poetry.

Xue Yuantong interrupted his spellcasting and said angrily: "Why should the rats eat my silkworms and I feed them rice porridge? I want all the rats within ten miles to die!"

"Silly!" she began to call.

Xue Chuchu pointed out: "Little stupid is still hiding from the limelight."

Xue Yuantong: "Jiang Ning, let's go catch mice!"

"Not going."

"Go ahead~"

"No, catching mice is no fun. Let's catch bamboo rats." Jiang Ning said.

Xue Yuantong's eyes lit up: "Is it the kind of chubby, stupid, and explosive bamboo rat?"

Jiang Ning: "Yes."

Xue Yuantong snorted: "It must be delicious!"

Xue Chuchu explained from the side: "Bamboo rats eat bamboo. Domestic bamboo rats may be fatter, but wild bamboo rats are full of fine meat, which tastes very good and has the fragrance of bamboo."

Xue Yuantong couldn't wait. He went back to the house, picked up a small wooden stick, broke the sack, and urged: "Go, go!"

Jiang Ningle: "Those who didn't know better would have thought you were begging for food!"

Chu Chu next to her was more knowledgeable and even brought a flashlight.

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Ning walked eastward, passing by Dongdong's house, and found that Dongdong had made a homemade lantern.

Although this boy is bad, he can indeed be called a little genius. He has been able to make slingshots, bows and arrows, whips, and wood-cutting swords on his own before. His hands-on ability is perfect.

Jiang Ning used the loan as an excuse to requisition Dongdong's lanterns in a friendly manner.

He walked in front holding a red lantern, and Xue Yuantong read behind him in a crisp voice: "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with the candle."

He looked like a watchman on night watch.

Today is the Lantern Festival. Two bonfires were lit in the open space on the east side of the farmhouse. The flames were crackling and many guests gathered nearby to warm themselves up.

Zhuang Jianhui, a group of boys and girls, were playing cards and playing Landlords. When they heard the sound, they couldn't help but cast a glance.

Tongtong shut up immediately.

Lin Zida greeted: "Hey, Jiang Ning, are you hunting?"

Jiang Ning: "Yes, let's try some game."

The pure version of Wei Zishan recognized Jiang Ning, and she quickly winked and chatted up: "Handsome man, I am a foreign girl, so wild and delicious!"

‘Little shabby guy. ’ Jiang Ning was too lazy to care.

Xue Yuantong declared his status: "We are hunting edible game."

Wei Zishan burst out laughing: "Can't I eat it?"

Jiang Ning and the others bypassed them and continued moving forward.

…

When Jiang Ning and others disappeared, someone in Zhuang Jianhui's group looked back, paused, and said: "Damn, there was a girl just now who was so pretty, can she compare with Shu Yan?" ?”

Lin Zida answered with a smile: "She, Xue Chuchu, is a different type."

"Do you know me? Send me your business card."

"Not familiar." Lin Zida just wants to play games now and is too lazy to add a girl.

"What about you? Jianhui."

"No." As for the arrogant Zhuang Jianhui, with his handsomeness, he never takes the initiative to add girls.

"Okay." The young man was a little frustrated and asked: "From No. 4 Middle School?"

"No, Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School." Lin Zida answered.

"I said I want to transfer to No. 2 Middle School."

Wei Zishan took a sip of Coke: "Isn't it just a matter of your words?"

What is the provincial key point? In their eyes, the strongest high school in a prefecture-level city is just for those who want to get into it. To be precise, it is not just high school, but all universities in the province.

"Forget it, my dad specified that I go to No. 4 Middle School."

The rise of Changqingye in recent years has affected the layout of cities in the province. Yuzhou now plans to build a regional central city. The opportunities can be imagined.

However, most of the benefits brought by the rise of many industries have fallen to some sections of the population.

"Which class do you want to change to?" Lin Zida asked.

The man asked again: "Yongzi, which class has the most beautiful girls?"

Wang Yong did not hesitate: "It must be Class 8."

I recommend a book called "Unbridled!" I am a cultivator! 》

Introduction:

The upper nine streams include Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and the lower nine streams are hundreds of craftsmen.

But in troubled times.

Immortals are not immortals, demons are not demons, monsters are not monsters, and Buddhas are not Buddhas.

Fortunately, Lin Ke is here.

All the skills of witch doctors, musicians, and musicians are used, integrating the supreme cultivation method.

"There are eight million geniuses throughout the ages. I have been silent since I was born."