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The girl exchanged her own death for the whole people to re-examine this matter. On the day the man was finally sentenced, Sang Tian went downstairs to the girl's house once, bought the egg tart she wanted to eat before she was alive, and sat on the side of the road to eat it silently. over.

The puff pastry residue fell all over the floor, and when Sang Tian squatted on the ground to wipe it, he finally couldn't help but glance at the downstairs of the girl's house. The clean blood stains that hadn't been cleaned up in time looked like a blooming flower in the midday sun.

Sang Tian's tears dripped on the concrete floor in big ones, and soon evaporated as the afternoon sun baked them.

That was the first time Sang Tian felt that being a reporter was actually quite powerless.She can pay attention to some things, but she is powerless to change some things. It seems that the thing like using a pen to make a gun is just a passionate fantasy of the news people.

Can't really do it.

Sang Tian's steadfast desire to be a salted fish in this life is probably related to this incident.

So when she saw a drunk girl on the side of the road today, no matter how much she told herself not to mind her own business, she still couldn't do it.

After Sang Tian fell asleep in a daze that night, he dreamed that he went back to the downstairs of the girl in the previous life, and the blood of the girl who hadn't had time to clean up was like a blooming flower.

Sang Tian woke up very early the next day. When the drunken girl woke up last night, she had already washed up and was sitting at the writing desk searching for information on her mobile phone.

The girl said "ah" behind her.

Sang Tian turned around.

The girl grabbed the quilt and covered her chest, looking like a weak little white rabbit: "Why am I in the hotel?"

Sang Tian: "What do you think?"

The girl covered the quilt on her chest even tighter: "You, you, you won't take advantage of me while I'm drunk, will you?"

This awareness is correct, and now the same sex is not safe.

Sang Tian asked the girl: "Look at your clothes, do they look like they've been taken off?"

The girl glanced at her and smiled: "I'm joking with you. You said that your sister is also the same. Since you brought me to the hotel, it's good to do it to the end. Help me take off my clothes so that I can sleep more comfortably."

...She still has reason.

Sang Tian asked, "Do you still remember what happened last night?"

The girl recalled: "I was drinking in Trouble, and I drank a slice, and then..."

Sang Tian told her: "It was true that someone wanted to belittle you last night, but it wasn't me, that's why I brought you to the hotel."

The girl was shocked: "Really?! Who is so shameless?!"

Sang Tian: "Well, it's quite shameless. If you want to drink in the future, don't go to that trouble shop, lest it will be unsafe."

Girl: "Yeah, I see, what's your name, sister?"

"what?"

"You saved me, I have to know your name!" The girl smiled, her big curly hair sleeping like a feather duster: "If you have to do good deeds without leaving your name, I can only call you Sister Ultraman .”

"..."

Sang Tian felt that such a hot-blooded name was not suitable for her who was determined to be a salted fish in this life, and she didn't look like a bad person, so she said, "My name is Sang Tian."

The girl said: "Sister Sang Tian, ​​hello, my name is Qin Lele, and I'm a makeup master. Sister, you look so good-looking, do you want to be famous?"

...Why are you still in business?

Sang Tian resolutely refused: "I don't want to."

Qin Lele asked again: "When I woke up, what were you searching for?"

"look for a job."

"Why are you unemployed?"

"No, but I'm not busy at work, and I feel like I have time to do some part-time work."

In fact, Sang Tian was looking for a part-time job in order to save more money. The reporter did not earn much. After she applied to be transferred to the sports team, her income dropped sharply. Considering that Sang Jia has now been diagnosed with breast cancer, in order not to pay for imported medicine in the future Worrying, Sang Tian felt that he couldn't be idle.

Qin Lele regained her spirits all of a sudden: "I'm familiar with finding a job! I've done everything before being a beauty makeup master. What specialties do you have, sister?"

Sang Tian thought for a while: "English."

Because when Sang Tian was in college, he had a very good idea. He always thought that he would have the opportunity to go abroad to be a war correspondent or something, so he went to the self-study room every day and passed the English test. The reality is very skinny.

Qin Lele asked: "Is it good enough to teach children?"

Sang Tian: "...how old is the child?"

Qin Lele: "Ninety-one or twelve years old."

Sang Tian: "... How old are you?"

She knows that school-age children are seriously introverted nowadays, and if junior high school students are taught by professional foreign teachers, she dare not boast freely.

Qin Lele thought for a while: "Generally no more than ten years old."

Sang Tian: "That should be okay."

Qin Lele slapped her hands like a seal: "That's such a coincidence! Come with me!"

Sang Tian was taken aback: "You want to introduce me to a job?"

Qin Lele: "That's right. I happen to have one here. She works as an English teacher for a few little girls in a training school. The class is every Tuesday and Thursday night, plus one Saturday afternoon, okay?"

"Time is fine." Sang Tian said, "But how do you know that I can teach at my level?"

"I'll take you to an interview and then I'll know? When are you free?"

Until now, Sang Tian was still a little confused. How could she introduce a part-time job to her after saving a drunk girl on the side of the road last night?Good people are rewarded too quickly.

But there is no delay in earning Sanjia's medical expenses, so she asked, "Can we go tomorrow night?"

"Row!"

******

After getting off work that day, Sang Tian bought vegetables and went home and wanted to stew chicken soup and scrambled eggs for Sang Jia, but he almost burned the kitchen.

Sang Tian faced a large oil stain on the chest of his white shirt: "..."

In her previous life, her talent and skill points were not developed in cooking at all. She hoped to improve a little in this life, but it turned out not at all.

Why is it that other people are reborn with golden fingers, but she was reborn lonely.

Sang Tian changed her clothes and hurried out, packed chicken soup and scrambled eggs for Sang Jia at a Cantonese restaurant passing by, and specially told them to serve the patients, and make them light.

In the ward, Sang Tian looked at Sang Jia leaning on the bed and drinking chicken soup: "Old lady, why do I feel that you have gained weight in the past few days in the hospital?"

Sang Jia was furious: "Get out! How can I get fat when I drag my old sisters in the ward to dance square dances every day? I will always be a flower in the square dance world!"

Sang Tian saw that he was not there, and Sang Jia was having a good time with the old sisters in the adjacent ward, so she asked, "Do you think it's okay for me to work part-time every Tuesday and Thursday nights, plus every Saturday afternoon?"

Sang Jia glanced at her while biting a piece of scrambled egg: "Why, short of money?"

Sang Jia was an architect before retiring, but she was not the kind who made a lot of money by making a lot of money. It sounds like it sounds good, but it is a poor word.

Sang Jia told Sang Tian: "I have checked for my disease. I don't have to use imported drugs, just use those that can be covered by medical insurance."

The old lady, on the surface, was inconspicuous, secretly afraid of burdening Sang Tian, ​​she actually did a lot of investigations secretly.

Sang Tian felt a little sad, and said to her: "Don't worry about money, I didn't go to a part-time job for money, didn't you urge me to find a partner? I just want to know more people."

Sang Jia immediately smiled: "Go, go! I support you!"

******

After getting off work on Tuesday night, Sang Tian and Qin Lele made an appointment to meet at the subway station.

Qin Lele looked much better today, her big wavy hair was combed and she finally looked like a makeup master, she looked at Sang Tian with a glint in her eyes: "Sister, why do I feel like I haven't seen you for a day? Pretty?"

Sang Tian was wearing a white shirt with hip skirt and high heels, with dark brown curly hair hanging softly on her shoulders, standing at the subway entrance was indeed eye-catching.

She smiled: "You don't have to be so sweet, even if it wasn't you but someone else who got drunk last night, I will save you."

"Ah, really?! I thought it was because I was good-looking!"

Sang Tian smiled silently and walked forward.

"Sister, which face cream do you usually use? Why is your skin so good? You tell me, I'll give it to my little friends who have one button and three consecutive times..."

Qin Lele chatted all the way, and then said cheerfully: "It's here!"

When Sang Tian looked up, he saw a signboard of "Yingtian Ice Art Center".

"Ice Art Center?"

"It's the ice school that teaches figure skating. I told you yesterday that those ten-year-old girls all learn figure skating here. Sister, are you familiar with figure skating?"

"Not very familiar."

"Flower skating was not very popular in our country before, but it was Chu Lingxue who brought it a lot of enthusiasm. In recent years, women's singles is not very good, but the results of pair skating are not bad, which has somewhat brought the popularity of the event. One thing, there are quite a few little girls learning figure skating now, and they all want to be Chu Lingxue's second."

"Going to school and learning figure skating is hard enough, why do you need to add English classes?"

"Sister, you don't know this project, so you don't know. The best figure skating in the world is Russia. If these children can skate abroad, they must learn from the fighting nation. But isn't it practical to learn Russian? So Parents want their children to learn English well."

Qin Lele added: "Besides, it's not an English class. This ice school has always offered English classes. It's just that the previous English teacher is going back to her hometown. She is the one who will interview you tonight."

Sang Tian nodded: "Okay, thank you, I will try."

Qin Lele took Sang Tian to the former English teacher's office.

When Sang Tian came out of the interview, Qin Lele was waiting for her in the corridor: "How is it?"

Sang Tian smiled: "No problem."

Qin Lele was overjoyed at once: "I knew you were fine! Just looking at you, you look very cultured!"

... What does a particularly cultured person look like?

For some reason, Lin Xue's face suddenly appeared in Sang Tian's mind. She had such a cold appearance, but she was doing such a ws thing. She couldn't help but seriously warned Qin Lele: "Don't be superstitious about people's appearance, know people's faces I don't know!"

But Qin Lele obviously didn't listen to her serious warning, because Qin Lele was waving enthusiastically at the side of the ice rink: "Lin Xue!"

A figure with long hair in silver gray stood by the side of the ice rink, turning his head lazily.

After Sang Tian was reborn, for the third time, he felt a "click" in his heart——

I c, why is Xue Lin here?

And what's more, did she really know Qin Lele? !

The author has something to say:

Qin Lele: After finally having a name, continue to be a qualified tool person

感谢在2021-12-1715:43:08~2021-12-1815:21:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Zhaohai;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: qr1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!