Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

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

She threw a stone one after another, 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, made a surprised sound.

Both Xueba, Shen Qingwei and Zhao Xingyue have been classmates for more than a year. Of course, the relationship between the two is not familiar.

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

Compared with her hard-working academic master, Zhao Xingyue is the kind of student god who can find the correct option in multiple-choice questions with her eyes closed. There are not many classmates around, but Shen Qingwei often asks her questions. This tone is slow, but it also reveals an arrogant voice. After listening to a thousand sentences, there are eight hundred sentences, which is so familiar that it can't be more familiar.

Zhao Xingyue also looked very surprised that Shen Qingwei would be here. She held onto the falling stone, and suddenly turned cold, "Come here."

Shen Qingwei immediately took advantage of the distracted effort of the two boys holding her down, got out of the crowd and ran to Zhao Xingyue's side.

"Why don't I know, when did you become so nosy?"

"I have always emphasized five things and four beauties, unity and friendship, and I don't see anyone doing something that violates discipline." Zhao Xingyue chuckled, but the smile did not have the slightest warmth, "After all, I just joined the regiment, so I must From now on, maintain social harmony and stability, don't you agree, Shangguan?"

Nonsense.

Who is Zhao Xingyue? Others don't know, but Shangguan Junhong still doesn't know?

A good student in everyone's eyes is more ruthless than anyone else in fights.

The first time the two met was a fight.

Different from their fights for the purpose of messing around with the society, in Shangguan Junhong's view, Zhao Xingyue's fights are purely for venting after being overwhelmed by her studies. She doesn't look for good students, she only looks for gang fights like them who collect protection fees from the society If they were in a bad mood, they would find a few to fight, but they were so strong and ruthless that everyone who had fought with Zhao Xingyue would take a detour when they saw her.

Who the hell dares to provoke this evil spirit.

"Who is this, Brother Hong?" You poked Shangguan Junhong's arm ignorantly and asked.

"Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao doesn't even know you, you're a shitty society." He slapped the interrogator's head, vented his aggrieved anger, and stared at Shen Qingwei with malicious eyes, "Today Good luck to you, if you fall into my hands next time..."

Zhao Xingyue took over his words naturally, "If she, oh, no, if it's our class, I find out that a classmate has an accident, I will blame you for it all, do you think it's okay?"

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

After changing his expression for a while, he said harsh words like a defeated dog, and ran away with his younger brother with his tail between his legs.

Shen Qingwei stared dumbfounded at the changes before her eyes.

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

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

The little gangster is called Zhao Xingyue, sister Zhao.

The little gangster was very afraid of Zhao Xingyue.

Zhao Xingyue can intimidate a group of people just by standing there.

She always felt that there was a huge difference between Zhao Xingyue like this and the cold and noble schoolmaster she knew.

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

Zhao Xingyue adapted well to her new identity.

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

In order to avoid making too many changes to the world, when doing missions, the Fujun has given them thousands of instructions to do missions according to the character template of the person he possesses as much as possible.

For example, if the person possessed is a rough guy, you can’t make him become charming in no time. If the person you possess is a conservative, you can’t immediately take a sexy and hot route. Changes are possible, but they must be logical. Consistent with the character's memory and growth experience.

She had analyzed the memory of her original body that she had obtained.

Compared with her task target, her possessed target, in addition to dying early, is not a little bit better depending on the fate of her parents.

Zhao's father, the owner of the cross-border enterprise Zhao's, is one of the top ten richest people in the country, with so much money that he can kill people.

Zhao's mother, 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 didn't give the original body a happy life enough.

Zhao's father was busy with business and entertainment. Although he didn't look for anything outside, he was too busy to keep his feet on the ground, and he didn't have the heart to share it with his daughter.

The same is true of Zhao's mother.

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

However, their requirements for Zhao Xingyue are very strict. Every exam must be the first. The first in the class is not enough, it must be the first in the grade. If there are two places, you have to write a long essay to explain the reasons for your mistakes.

Under this high-pressure policy, Zhao Xingyue's grades have always been very good, and she behaved well enough. As a child of someone else's family, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother added a lot of glory.

But under the well-behaved, there is a rebelliousness that comes out from the bottom of his heart.

Fighting, smoking, drinking.

Zhao Xingyue secretly did all the things good students shouldn't do.

And if the excellence of others is said to be the only one, she is blooming everywhere. Whether it is studying or fighting and drinking, she is the best.

"What are you still doing?"

Hearing Zhao Xingyue's voice, Shen Qingwei came back to her senses, the money in her hand was wet and soft from the sweat of her palm, and she realized that she was completely safe.

It was Zhao Xingyue who saved her.

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

She stroked the money in her palm and breathed a sigh of relief, she finally kept it.

"What are you thanking me for?" Shen Qingwei looked up in surprise, only to see Zhao Xingyue kicking a stone away, leaning against the wall, slowly took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it, and took a deep breath , she exhaled a circle of white smoke, and her voice came out of the white smoke, "I didn't do anything."

Shen Qingwei understood what she meant.

"Go back if you have nothing to do." Zhao Xingyue said, "Your family should be anxious."

Her family doesn't care when she goes back.

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

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

Shen Qingwei walked away sullenly.

Seeing that the person in the corner of her eye disappeared, Zhao Xingyue pressed a cigarette directly against the wall.

This body is so familiar with the memory of smoking that she subconsciously took out the cigarette, but she doesn't like this addictive feeling.

Yuanshen likes to indulge, but she prefers to control.

Control everything in her own hands - smoking, which increases the risk of cancer, is obviously out of her control, even if the life she continues to write will not cause cancer.

In Zhao Xingyue's line of sight, Shen Qingwei walked into a low-rise shantytown with her schoolbag on her back.

On the top of her head, the number followed by the degree of change in fate is 5.00%.

Zhao Xingyue looked through the mission records of his last world, and generally when the first key point was reversed, the degree of change in fate was the most among all key points. Yes, 5.00% was already considered a lot.

If you want to greatly increase the speed of change, there are two ways. One is to quickly eliminate the evil spirits in this world. Without external interference, the speed of fate change will naturally increase. The growth rate of the task target makes it capable of fighting against evil spirits.

Zhao Xingyue has always liked to do both.

Seeing Shen Qingwei's drowsy father returning home with a bottle of wine, Shen Qingwei hid silently in the corner doing her homework, she squinted her eyes.

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

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

Zhao Xingyue originally hoped that the Lord Fu would arrange for herself a person whose parents both died like in the previous world, so that she would not be disturbed by family and other factors when doing things like this. It is not easy for people in the world to find a body with the same fate as her, and compared to those who can only possess themselves in animal bodies to do tasks because they can't find a match in their human bodies, she can be called the lucky one.

When she got home, the nanny immediately came forward to pick up her schoolbag, even though there was nothing in it.

"Where's Mom?"

She asked.

"Sister Lin said that there is a meeting in the afternoon, and she won't come back for dinner tonight."

"Oh."

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

This was an emotion that Zhao Xingyue had never felt before.

She smiled, children need attention, but she is not a child anymore, she doesn't need this thing.

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

It wasn't because there was something in the room that caught her attention, but something happened to Shen Qingwei who was watching her.

"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, it's all an excuse for not having money!"

Shen Qingwei was frightened by her father's sudden anger, she didn't recover until her hair was pulled up.

She struggled desperately, but her thin arms and legs were useless under the fists of a drunk.

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

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

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

The nanny came out of the kitchen wiping her hands, looked at the open door, and muttered, "One or two are homeless..."