The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Faced with Ma Xiaoping's doubts, Rong Ling couldn't help but laugh. Fortunately, she trusted herself and did not suspect that she stole the money.

"I didn't pick it up, I earned it myself." Rong Ling said, taking out a book.

Her sci-fi article was published after being serialized, and the magazine also sent her a physical book.

The reason why Rong Ling didn't say it before was because he was afraid that what he said as a child would not be convincing. Instead, Ma Xiaoping would worry that it would affect her study, so she wouldn't let herself write it down.

Now that he has received the university notice, he has proved his strength, so Rong Ling doesn't have to hide anything, and he tells the story that he has been making money since he was in junior high school.

Ma Xiaoping was taken aback when she heard that. Although she didn't know a single word, she happily took the book and flipped through it.

The title page of the book is also written as a gift from the magazine to Rong Ling.

Ma Xiaoping didn't know any other characters, but she could still recognize Rong Ling's name. Her voice was trembling with joy: "My family Cui'er is more promising than your father and your mother. She is just a scholar."

Rong Ling accepted her compliment with a smile, but refuted her words: "Who said that I am more promising than you? Our family's life can be so prosperous because of your ability, Mom. I can't do it." .”

"You're right..." The two flattered each other, and Ma Xiaoping said, "Mom will go to the town tomorrow to pull some cloth and make you new clothes, so that I, Tweety, can report to school beautifully."

"Okay..." Rong Ling nodded heavily, his eyes full of longing for the future.

Now, half of the tasks assigned by the system to him have been completed, and the other half is still missing, just waiting for the time to come.

Rong Ling wrung his fingers and calculated, he still had two years of adulthood, and by that time, he could do many things well.

When they went to the provincial capital to take the train to register at the university, when passing through the city, the Rong Ling family would of course visit the third grandma's house.

Seeing Rong Ling's notice, the third grandma said cheerfully, "Tui'er is indeed a lucky person, and she must continue to work hard when she reaches university. It will be even better when grandma brings a grandson-in-law back."

The old man just likes to talk about these things, Rong Ling's brow was sweating, and he hurriedly sneered to deal with it.

The third grandma was too old to have legs and feet, so she only sent Rong Ling to the door, and then Wei Yijia sent the family to the station.

Before getting into the car, Rong Ling turned around and said, "Sister Wei, take care, you have to pay attention to your health by yourself, you can't just stay up late and work overtime."

"Hmm..." Wei Yijia nodded, "You too."

"When I get to school, I will write to you and Third Grandma. Sister Wei remembers to check."

"no problem……"

Even though he was full of things he wanted to ask, when it was time to part, he didn't seem to know what to say. The driver was already urging people to get into the car. Rong Ling hugged Wei Yijia heavily: "Goodbye, Sister Wei, I will miss you."

After speaking, Rong Ling turned around and got into the car.

Sitting by the window, Rong Ling saw Wei Yijia still standing outside, and she waved at her.

Wei Yijia's eyes showed a soft light, and he waved to Rong Ling.

The university in the capital is so lively, Rong Ling is like a butterfly strayed into the colorful world.

I go to and from get out of class with my classmates every day, practice playing the guitar in the dormitory, and when I have nothing to do on weekends, everyone rides bicycles together to go out for fun.

Of course, Rong Ling did not forget his promise, and would send a letter to Wei Yijia every half a month.

I can see new things every day in school and in big cities. Probably because I am used to writing articles for magazines, Rong Ling can't keep up with the letters, and sometimes he can't finish two or three sheets of paper.

In contrast, Wei Yijia's letter was much simpler, only a few words, and briefly talked about the situation of her and the third grandmother.

Rong Ling put away every letter and neatly clipped them together with a big clip.

During the first semester of college, Rong Ling suddenly received a bad news.

The third grandma passed away.

The third grandmother played mahjong three times in a row, and when she was happy, she suddenly tilted her head and fell to the ground.

By the time Ma You rushed her to the hospital, she was already out of breath.

According to the doctor, it was a cerebral hemorrhage caused by excessive excitement.

The third grandmother was 76 years old when she died, which is considered a long life among the elderly.

The moment he saw the letter, Rong Ling still couldn't hold back his tears.

With tears in her eyes, she saw Wei Yijia's letter saying that since the third grandmother had passed away, there was no need for her to stay in the local area, and Wei Yijia planned to return to her home.

It was only then that Rong Ling remembered that Wei Yijia's home happened to be in the same city as Rong Ling's school.

In other words, I can also meet Wei Yijia.

It just so happened that according to Rong Ling's plan, she didn't plan to go back during the summer vacation and stayed outside to earn money.

After arriving at university, although Rong Ling continued to write manuscripts, he was not as lucky as before, and did not receive any invitation letters from magazines.

Rong Ling realized that it was too unrealistic to expect to make a lot of money by writing manuscripts, so he changed his mind to other things.

Every time he went out, Rong Ling could notice with sharp eyes that there were more and more fashionable ladies on the street.

The clothes and trousers they wear are not the dusty clothes made by themselves in Rong Ling's hometown, but well-tailored, well-styled shirts and jeans.

Most of these jeans are bought in clothing stores, but if you go to the wholesale market to buy them, they will be at least one-third cheaper.

Rong Ling has capital in his hands, so it is not a problem to go to the wholesale market to buy a batch of goods, but he has no time to sell the goods. Now that the summer vacation is here, it is a good opportunity to do business.

Just do what she said, she applied to stay in school during the summer vacation, and then went to the wholesale market to buy goods.

Because there was no warehouse, Rong Ling only bought a hundred pairs of jeans on the first day.

Dragging the goods by bicycle, she set up a stall near the department store with the busiest traffic that day.

There are more and more people doing business now, and there are many people setting up stalls on the street, so Rong Ling doesn't have to worry about security guards or urban management coming to chase him away.

She has a slender figure and a charming appearance. She can attract countless eyes just by standing there without shouting.

In addition, Rong Ling was wearing the jeans he wanted to sell, and the tight-fitting jeans made the girl's figure even more uneven, and soon someone came up to ask for the price.

Rong Ling's asking price was not high, and these young girls were willing to spend money on dressing up, so many people didn't even talk about the price, and the business was closed.

If someone wants to haggle over the price, Rong Ling will use his trump card: "Don't worry, my pants are the same style as those in the store, and the quality is exactly the same, but they are more than twice as cheap as theirs."

Even if some people don't believe it, they went shopping in the mall, and when they came out, they paid for it from Rong Ling.

The only drawback is that Rong Ling's clothes stand is open-air, and there is no place for people to change and try on.

However, she had already prepared a soft ruler. After measuring the waist circumference of the other party, she could recommend a size that was roughly suitable for them, and promised that if it was too big or too small, she could return it to her.

After the first day, Rong Ling did the math, and he actually made a whole 50 yuan!

This is much more profitable than writing manuscripts, but I am exhausted.

But Rong Ling was not afraid of getting tired, and the next day she continued to set up a stall and sell clothes like a chicken blood.

One day, when Rong Ling was arranging his clothes with his head down, there was a sudden voice in front of him: "How do you sell your clothes?"

When Rong Ling heard the voice, he raised his head instantly: "Sister Wei!"

She stood up happily: "Are you back?"

"Hmm..." Wei Yijia nodded, "Did I interrupt your business?"

Wei Yijia came, and Rong Ling was still doing business, she hurriedly closed the stall: "Has sister Wei eaten lunch? Let's go eat together first."

"Okay..." Wei Yijia said, "I happen to know that there is one nearby..."

"What are you doing with that wasted money?" Rong Ling took out his student ID card, "I invite you!"

In the university cafeteria, Rong Ling and Wei Yijia each took a plate of student meals, one meat and one vegetarian, and found a seat to sit down.

Along the way, the two of them inevitably ran into acquaintances, and Rong Ling happily introduced to them that she was her neighbor's sister.

elder sister……

Feng Xihui didn't like this simple relationship very much.

But Rong Ling didn't notice that when she was eating in the cafeteria, she still excitedly told her interesting things about her business.

Wei Yijia listened quietly on the surface, but looked at the girl in front of him calmly.

Rong Ling is more eye-catching than a year ago.

Her eyes are black and bright, the corners of her lips are always smiling, and her high ponytail is swaying with her movements.

It's just that there is still a bit of childishness.

After talking about his own affairs, Rong Ling remembered to ask about Wei Yijia's situation: "By the way, what kind of work does Sister Wei plan to do now?"

"I didn't leave my job, but I was promoted to a national newspaper and continued to be a reporter."

"It's amazing..." Rong Ling sighed.

However, with Sister Wei's talent, Rong Ling was not surprised: "So we can meet each other often in the future, right?"

However, Wei Yijia's answer was beyond Rong Ling's expectation: "I'm afraid not for the time being."

"Huh?" Rong Ling's eyes widened, "Is it because my sister is busy with work?"

"It should be very busy, and I was sent to Central Asia as a war correspondent."

War reporters, that is to say, will get news in the hail of bullets, Rong Ling's heart suddenly raised: "Isn't that very dangerous?"

"I will pay attention to safety."

In fact, before coming here, Feng Xihui didn't consider whether to accept this task.

But after meeting Rong Ling, Feng Xihui realized that going abroad first seemed like a good idea.

In this way, there will be a long enough distance between her and Rong Ling.

It was so far away that Rong Ling realized that he was not only a sister next door who treated her well, but also an independent individual.

Otherwise, Feng Xihui couldn't help but suspect that in another ten or twenty years, Rong Ling would not realize what identity he wanted to be by her side.

It was supposed to be a joyous meal, but Rong Ling ate his head listlessly.

Rong Ling still regretted sending Wei Yijia out of the school.

It's not a pity to treat sister Wei to a good meal if I knew it earlier.

Wei Yijia didn't seem to notice her loss: "I'm leaving, I will come to you when I return home."

"Sister Wei, you must come back." Rong Ling looked at her eagerly.

Wei Yijia couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I'm just going to be a reporter, not to fight a war, of course I can come back."