Rescue Little White Flower

It was a tall person. She stood in the alley against the light. The sunlight cast a long and narrow figure in front of her, and the end of the shadow was pulled to Shangguan Junhong's feet.

She threw a stone back and forth, and Shangguan Junhong stared at her, "What are you doing here?"

"Is this road yours? Why, you can walk... I can't walk?"

"Zhao Xingyue?!"

Shen Qingwei, who was blocked by Shangguan Junhong behind her, made a surprised voice.

As Xueba, Shen Qingwei and Zhao Xingyue have been classmates for more than a year. Of course, the relationship between the two is not familiar, and the degree of friendship is limited to knowing each other. They may nod their heads when they meet on the road.

But Shen Qingwei is no stranger to Zhao Xingyue's voice.

Compared with her hard-working scholar, Zhao Xingyue is the kind of scholar who can find the correct choice in multiple-choice questions with her eyes closed. There are not many classmates around, but Shen Qingwei often asks her questions. This kind of tone is slow and arrogant. After hearing it, there are 800 sentences without a thousand sentences, and she is too familiar with it.

Zhao Xingyue was also surprised at how Shen Qingwei would be here. She held the falling stone and suddenly cold her face, "Come here."

Shen Qingwei immediately took advantage of the effort of holding her two boys to get out of the wall and ran to Zhao Xingyue's side.

"Why don't I know, when have you been so nosy?"

"I always talk about four beauties, unity and friendship. I don’t see anyone doing anything that violates discipline." Zhao Xingyue chuckled, but his smile was not warm. From now on to maintain social harmony and stability, are you right, classmate Shangguan?"

Nonsense.

Who is Zhao Xingyue, others don't know, don't Shangguan Junhong still know?

The good students in the eyes of everyone, fight harder than anyone else.

The first time the two met was a fight.

Different from them fighting for the purpose of mixing society, in Shangguan Junhong’s opinion, Zhao Xingyue’s fight is purely a vent after being overwhelmed by learning. She does not find good students, specifically looking for them to fight with the social gangsters who collect protection fees. If you are in a bad mood, you can find a few fights, but the strength is outstanding, and the start is so ruthless that all people who have fought with Zhao Xingyue will go around the road when they see her.

Who the **** dare to provoke this evil spirit.

"Who is this, Brother Hong?" asked Shangguan Junhong's arm uninterestingly.

"Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao doesn't know you, the society where you **** shit." He slapped the interrogator's head, vented his aggrieved anger, and stared at Shen Qingwei with malicious eyes, "Today Fortunately, if you fall into my hands next time..."

Zhao Xingyue naturally took over his words, "If it was her, oh no, if it was in our class, I found out that something happened to one of my classmates, I would count it all on your head, would you say this is okay?"

Shangguan Junhong's face turned blue, purple and black.

His expression changed for a while before he uttered ruthless words like a defeated dog, and ran away with his little brother with his tail between them.

Shen Qingwei stared at the changes before her eyes dumbfounded.

The expression she looked at Zhao Xingyue changed several times in just a few seconds.

She felt that her outlook on life, world outlook and various outlooks had undergone tremendous changes in just a few minutes.

The **** is called Zhao Xingyue and Sister Zhao.

The gangster is very afraid of Zhao Xingyue.

Zhao Xingyue can deter a group of people by standing.

She always felt that such Zhao Xingyue had a difference between heaven and earth, and the cold and noble scholar in her cognition.

She really couldn't think of how to fight with those white and slender hands holding a pen to calculate three-dimensional geometry on white paper.

Zhao Xingyue has adapted well to her new identity.

And I don't feel that there is a problem with people at all.

In order to avoid changing the world too much, when doing the task, the mansion told them to do the task according to the personality template of the person who possessed him as much as possible.

For example, if the object of possession is a rough guy, he cannot be turned into a beautiful flower in seconds. If the object of possession is a conservative, he cannot immediately take a **** and hot route. Changes can be made, but they must be logical. It is consistent with the memory and growth experience of the character.

She analyzed the original memory she got.

Compared with her task object, her possessed object, except for dying early, only looking at the fate of the parents, it is not a half-point.

Father Zhao, the owner of the Zhao family across the enterprise, is among the top ten richest people in the country, and he has so much money to kill people.

Zhao's mother, the red N generation, is currently the director of the Education Bureau of S City, and her life plan is to develop towards the central government.

But these two people did not give the original body a happy life.

Father Zhao was busy with business and socializing. Although he didn't look for anything outside, he was too busy to get his feet on the ground, and he didn't even think about giving it to his daughter.

The same is true for Zhao's mother.

In the words of Zhao's nanny, both of them put more energy on the country and people's livelihood than on their daughters.

However, their requirements for Zhao Xingyue are very strict. Every time the exam must be first, the first in the class is not enough, it must be the first in the grade, and the first in the exam is not good. The paper score must be as close as possible to the full mark. If it is wrong, then In two places, you have to write a long essay explaining the reason for your mistake.

Under this kind of high-pressure policy, Zhao Xingyue's performance has been very good, and his performance has been well-behaved. As a child of other people's family, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother have added a lot of light.

But under the cleverness is the rebellion that comes out of his bones.

Fighting, smoking, drinking.

Zhao Xingyue secretly did everything that a good student shouldn't do.

And if the excellence of others is one of the best, she is blooming everywhere, whether it is studying or fighting and drinking, she is outstanding.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Hearing Zhao Xingyue's voice, Shen Qingwei recovered. The money in her hand had been wet and soft by the sweat in her palms. Only then did she realize that she was completely safe.

It was Zhao Xingyue who rescued her.

She said to Zhao Xingyue from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you."

She rubbed the money in her palm and breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saved it.

"What are you thanking me for?" Shen Qingwei raised her head in surprise, but saw Zhao Xingyue kick a stone away, leaned against the wall, slowly took out a cigarette from her trouser pocket, put it in her mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath. , She spit out a circle of white smoke, and her voice came out of the white smoke, "I did nothing."

Shen Qingwei understood what she meant.

"Go back if it's okay." Zhao Xingyue said, "Your family should be anxious."

No one in her family cares about when she will go back.

Shen Qingwei thought, she moved her steps out, turned her head, and said: "Smoking is not good, it is harmful to health."

Zhao Xingyue gave her a nosy look through the white smoke.

Shen Qingwei sullen her head and left.

Seeing that the person in the corner of her eye disappeared, Zhao Xingyue held a cigarette and pressed it directly on the wall.

The body was so familiar with the memory of smoking that she subconsciously took out the cigarette, but she didn't like this addictive feeling.

Hara loves to indulge, she prefers to control.

Control everything in her own hands-smoking, which will increase the chance of cancer, is obviously not in her control, even if the number of lives written by her is continued, she will not get cancer.

In Zhao Xingyue's sight, Shen Qingwei carried her schoolbag and walked into a low shanty town.

Above her head, the number followed by the degree of change of fate was five percent.

Zhao Xingyue turned over the mission record of her last world. Generally, when the first key point was reversed, the degree of destiny changed the most among all the key points. Yes, five percent was already considered to be too much.

There are two ways to greatly increase the degree of change. One is to quickly solve the evil spirits in this world. Without external interference, the degree of destiny change will naturally increase. The growth rate of the task object gives it the ability to counter evil spirits.

Zhao Xingyue has always liked to do both.

Seeing Shen Qingwei's drunk and swaying father came home with the wine bottle, Shen Qingwei hid in the corner silently doing her homework, and she narrowed her eyes.

It's still a long time, take your time.

What's more, she also has her own business to deal with.

Zhao Xingyue originally hoped that the monarch could arrange for herself a person whose parents have died like in the previous world, so that things will not be disturbed by various factors such as family. It is very difficult for the world to find a body that matches her fate and fits with her. Compared to those who can only possess the body of an animal to do tasks because the human body can't find a fit at all, she can be called the lucky one.

When she got home, the babysitter immediately came forward and took her schoolbag, even though there was nothing in it.

"Where's mom?"

She asked.

"Sister Lin said that there will be a meeting in the afternoon, and she won't be back for dinner in the evening."

"Oh."

She opened her door, looked at the white tone of a bedroom, and suddenly felt the loneliness emerging from the heart of the original body.

This is an emotion that Zhao Xingyue has never had in the past.

She smiled, children all need to be paid attention to, but she is not a kid anymore and doesn't need this thing.

As soon as she closed the door, her eyes froze.

It wasn't because something in the room attracted her attention, but because she was watching Shen Qingwei, something went wrong.

"No money? No money! I think your mother just went out to raise wild men, bitch, bitch, she just doesn't want to give me money, no money, all excuses!"

The sudden anger from her father frightened Shen Qingwei, and she didn't recover until her hair was tangled up.

She struggled desperately, but her thin arms and legs, under the fists of a drunkard, were of no avail.

Zhao Xingyue, who had just entered the door, hurried out again.

The nanny greeted in the kitchen, "It's all going to eat, where are you going?!"

"Classmates invited me to dinner, I'll be back later."

The babysitter wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, looked at the open door, and mumbled: "One of them has no family..."