Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Just when Li Rong thought that some secrets were about to be revealed, Cen Xiao calmly avoided his gaze and opened the distance between the two of them.

Only that vague attitude made Li Rong clearly realize that it was not his illusion just now.

Jian Fu leaned over, put his elbow on Cen Xiao's shoulder, and asked curiously: "What are you two whispering, can't you tell us?"

Cen Xiao wrote lightly: "Nothing?"

Li Rong stabilized his mind, his sharp and thoughtful eyes stayed on Cen Xiao for a few seconds, and then slowly retracted.

He let go of Cen Ling's sleeves, and said calmly: "It's nothing, you guys relax for a few days, go wherever you want, and I will accompany Cen Ling to prepare for the exam."

If you don't want to say it, then don't say it for now.

It just so happened that he didn't think about how to face it.

But judging from what Cen Wei meant, although Du Mingli's city is extremely deep, he is not something to be afraid of.

No wonder when I met Du Mingli for the first time in the training hall, Cen Wei just hated him, but he didn't take Du Mingli seriously.

As long as Cen Xiao is prepared, he will be relieved.

In July, the north wind in City A had just settled, and the continuous drizzle came one after another.

The air carried the dullness of midsummer, the ground was drenched, almost not completely dry, and the evaporated water vapor was not fresh, instead it was hot and sticky.

The unified closed examination of the nine districts is set up in the economic and cultural activity center of City A.

The exam lasted for three days. During the three days, candidates temporarily lived in the designated dormitory, their mobile phones were turned off, and they were not allowed to communicate with the outside world.

Ten working days after the end of the exam, the Nine Districts will release the admission results through the official website of the Blue Pivot Chamber of Commerce. In the early years, the admission results were supervised by enterprises and the public, but in recent decades, as the Blue Pivot territory has become larger and larger, monopoly The trend is becoming more and more obvious, and the results of the publicity are meaningless, because the applicants and those responsible for the review are all related personnel of the United Chamber of Commerce or the Hongsuo Research Institute.

If you judge yourself, you will inevitably be biased.

In fact, to a certain extent, Du Mingli's worries are not unreasonable. The number of enterprises joining the United Chamber of Commerce is gradually increasing, and the threshold for the nine districts is also getting higher and higher. Enterprises are even more afraid to question, for fear of offending someone and being marginalized by the chamber of commerce.

The reputation established by the leader of the first generation of ghost eyes has also been continuously consumed with the development of the times and changes in the situation.

Although on the surface, Han Jiang is fair and just.

The night before the exam, it was rare for Cen Qing and Xiao Muran to be at home at the same time.

The family relationship of the Cen family is indifferent, and they seem to be inseparable from each other, but the blood relationship is hard to part with, otherwise they would not have been entangled for more than ten years.

In fact, Cen Qing thought of giving up more than once.

He thought that Cen Wei could gradually figure it out according to his expectations, but what Cen Wei wanted was obviously out of the safe range.

The reason why Cen Ling wanted to enter the Ninth District was not because of him, but because of Li.

But he was constrained by Cen Wei, because of his family affection, he had to get involved in this muddy water.

Cen Qing took a deep breath, trying to find a cigarette and light it, but then he thought, this is at home, Xiao Muran hates the smell of cigarettes extremely, if he smokes, he will have to quarrel again without talking about the business.

Cen Qing felt that he could afford to hide, so he had to withdraw his hand.

"I hope you're ready. It's not easy to work in the Ninth District while studying at university. The tradition of 'uppers rule the lower, and the lower restrains the upper' is still preserved in the Ninth District. If you don't do well enough, you will still be eliminated. I won't help you."

Cen Wei pulled his lips and chuckled, squatted down halfway, and rubbed the blue-gold gradient that came to his leg out of curiosity.

Forget-me-not raised her charming cat eyes, tilted her head, and sniffed fiercely beside Cen Xiao's legs.

While sniffing, it swept its tail slowly, opened its mouth lazily, showing its sharp teeth, and whined twice.

It smelled a stranger's breath from Cen Xiao, and it was very close and friendly.

It was true that Cen Wei had just separated from Li Rong. When sitting in the car, Li Rong deliberately rubbed his calf with his raised ankle.

Cen Wei rubbed the cat hair off his fingertips, stood up straight, and said casually, "If I'm not sure, I won't take the exam."

"Why on earth did you take this muddy water!"

Xiao Muran has lost a lot of weight in the past few months.

Since Li Qingli's hypothesis was published, she has been in great emotional ups and downs.

As a visiting professor at University A, she also heard about the series of follow-ups caused by the theft.

When she heard that Jiang Weide lied, and that Li Qingli's son had worked so hard to publish the influential hypothesis, she felt even more painful.

In July and August last year, when Li's family had an accident, Xiao Muran ran away cowardly.

She turned off the Internet, flew to a small island thousands of kilometers away for vacation, and did not receive any bad news.

For the sake of the Cen family and the Xiao family, she couldn't ignore it, she couldn't say a single word of justice, and put her family in trouble.

She has too many worries, burdens, and obstacles, so she clearly understands Li Qingli's personality, but she can't stand up.

She didn't get anyone related to her into trouble, only herself, constantly being backlashed by pain and guilt, exhausted physically and mentally, and unable to sleep at night.

At the sorority meeting that day, she suddenly heard that Li Qingli's hypothesis had been published, and that it was contributed by the Hongsuo Research Institute. She did feel a false sense of relief.

She thought that the Hongsuo Research Institute knew that Li Qingli was wronged, so she submitted a paper on Li Qingli's research under pressure.

This was the only consolation she had gained in those months, making her feel that the situation was not so bad.

But in May, even this comfort was shattered.

No one cares whether Li Qingli was wronged or not. All of this has been settled with the collapse of Li's family. If it weren't for Xu Wei, Li Rong and the aunt who set up the stall, this hypothesis would have disappeared and never seen the light of day.

Xiao Muran has read a lot of books since she was a child, but the older she is, the more she realizes that no matter how many books she reads, she still can't understand this truth.

Looking at Xiao Muran's teary eyes, Cen Wei felt helpless and sad.

His mother is like a well-protected flower in the Garden of Eden. She has never suffered much since she was a child, and she doesn't have the courage to throw all her eggs in one basket. When encountering injustice and blows, she will only be silent and torture herself.

But this is normal. There are many ordinary people in this world who are accustomed to bear and endure. Courage is a very rare thing.

"Because I have the ability and am prepared to bear the consequences." Cen Wei said lightly.

Xiao Muran closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, his face was full of burnout: "You just graduated from high school, do you know what the consequences are? Your grandfather said..."

"What my grandfather said, you have always regarded as the standard, I am different from you." Cen Wei looked at Xiao Muran calmly. At any cost."

Xiao Muran's face paled instantly.

Cen Qing finally couldn't listen anymore, and said in a low voice: "Okay, the matter has come to an end, it's useless to say anything now."

The next morning, the sky was as dull as ever.

Li Rong deliberately rushed to the economic and cultural activity center to send Cen Xiao into the examination room.

"Have you eaten yet?" Li Rong lowered his head, put the toe of his shoe against Cen Xiao's, then raised his neck, watching Cen Xiao from a close distance.

He had a smile in his eyes, his eyelids were lightly folded, and the hair that was not smoothed in time was fluttering in the wind, hanging on the bridge of his high nose.

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows lightly, looked down at Li Rong's soft lips, and asked meaningfully: "What kind of food are you talking about?"

Li Rong's smile deepened, his knees bent slightly, and he kicked the toe of Cen Xiao's shoe: "The kind that fills the stomach."

"That's why I ate it." Cen Wei stepped forward an inch, and almost smelled the sweet smell of the yogurt stick in Li Rong's breath, "I want to eat something else."

Li Rong licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, his eyes rolled, and he put one hand on Cen Xiao's chest, preventing him from approaching any further: "Aren't you afraid that you will not perform well in the exam?"

Cen Wei sighed: "I'm afraid, that's why I told you not to come over. I'll call you after the exam."

Li Rong's smile became more serious, his palm relaxed, and slowly slid down from Cen Ling's chest: "I also have the urge to accompany you for a second longer."

"Oh! We meet again!"

When a hearty voice came from not too far away, Li Rong subconsciously distanced himself from Cen Wei, and followed the source of the sound warily.

Du Mingli had a smile on his face, with a transparent file bag between his arms, and wearing a more formal shirt and trousers, he looked between Li Rong and Cen Wei.

Probably because he often went out to exercise in summer, his complexion seemed to be darker again, and even the light brown scar on the back of his hand was not so obvious.

Cen Wei's attitude towards Du Mingli has always been neither cold nor indifferent, and when he heard him take the initiative to say hello, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at him, without any intention of opening his mouth at all.

Li Rong glanced at the gate of the economic and cultural activity center.

Outside the gate is an empty parking lot, and the gate protrudes from the parking lot, with an angle of at least 200 degrees radiating outward. Such a wide space is scattered for candidates to enter, and it is almost difficult to get together.

He and Cen Xiao are located in a relatively remote place, still some distance from the gate, if they can meet Du Mingli in this way, then it is really... a coincidence.

Li Rong smiled lightly: "Oh, what a coincidence."

Du Mingli's smile was still gentle: "After entering the Ninth District, there will still be opportunities to meet each other."

Li Rong: "Are you so sure that you can enter the Ninth District?"

Du Mingli looked at Li Rong, he confirmed that he was just a kid who just graduated from high school, but he could always feel indescribable complex emotions.

He has always been very accurate in seeing people, but Li Rong made him feel extremely contradictory, both beautiful and contradictory.

Du Mingli said frankly: "Yes, I not only want to enter the Ninth District, but also strive to become No.1, and do my best for social development."

Li Rong glanced at Cen Wei, and lightly said, "No.1, we want it too."

Du Mingli smiled, but his tone suddenly became strong: "I just heard by chance that the son of the president of the third district will also take the exam for the ninth district."

Cen Ling knew what he was implying, but he just smiled casually: "You think too much, and you can't get to the stage of putting together the background."