Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

Knowing that Shen Zhaoxi was in charge of the registration, Song Qianxi thought that if she signed up, the other party would be grateful, but never expected, Shen Zhaoxi let out a oh, stuffed the bookmark into the original document she was reading, pulled out the registration form, and read After taking a look, he said: "All the applications are full, what do you want to participate in, I will write it down for you later."

Song Qianxi, who still remembered the registration situation last time, had a mouthful of blood in her throat, and watched Shen Zhaoxi write her name behind the 3000 and [-] meters, the only vacant places.

The words Song Qianxi were squeezed together, revealing an inexplicable grievance.

At least it was registered, Song Qianxi squeezed out a smile, and said in a lively tone: "Thanks for your hard work."

Shen Zhaoxi put the list back in his notebook and kept it in his notebook, ignoring her at all.

Song Qianxi could only limp and return to her position in aggrieved manner.

And He Chaozheng was thinking about the filming results sent by Mr. Min.

It is said that he becomes a doctor after a long illness. He plays a lot of basketball and gets injured a lot. He can still look at simple X-rays. The hidden injuries that often occur on people who exercise can't be seen.

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on Qian Duoduo who was talking to Shen Zhaoxi again. The swollen palm marks on the fat girl's face had not completely faded away, and four slender fingerprints could be vaguely seen, which was a bit scary.

He Zhaochun was a little simple, but he wasn't really stupid. The slap that Song Qianxi slapped Qian Duoduo not only shocked the whole class, but also scared him.

Even though he defended Song Qianxi at first because of his love for her, Shen Zhaoxi's questioning sounded like an alarm bell in his heart.

He secretly took out his mobile phone, glanced at Song Qianxi, who was smiling sweetly on the screen, and then at the girl sitting not far in front, with her head bowed and writing, and suddenly felt that she was a little strange.

"He Zhao's admiration value -1, Xueba point deduction x 5."

Song Qianxi turned her head and looked at He Zhao in disbelief. He Zhao, who was thinking about his own thoughts, avoided her eyes with a guilty conscience.

Jiang Ling, who was startled by Song Qianxi's big move, asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Song Qianxi smiled palely, "It's nothing."

She ignored Jiang Ling and clenched her lower lip unconsciously, thinking about what went wrong, which actually made He Zhao lose a little of her admiration.

After much deliberation, she still attributed the problem to Qian Duoduo's slap.

Although she was usually savage towards He Zhao, and she was very disrespectful when joking around, but for a young master like He Zhao, he probably hadn't seen a girl slapped very often, so she was frightened.

She must think of a way to erase the bad image of herself in He Zhao's mind.

But the most important thing right now is to register for the physics competition first.

Song Qianxi has not participated in many competitions, but she still knows the general process.

Generally speaking, the teacher in charge of the subject usually informs the class, and then distributes the application form for the competition, and it is enough to take the exam when the time comes.

She is now waiting for the physics teacher to bring the competition sheet to the class.

As for why Shen Zhaoxi was called to the office alone to participate in the competition, Song Qianxi didn't think about it.

After all, she doesn't really want to see Teacher Yan alone now, because the cheating was exposed, and even the whole school notified her, whenever she thinks about physics now, an indescribable embarrassment emerges in her heart.

This wait is three days.

Physics classes are not held every day, but in three days, there are also two classes.

But Lao Yan never mentioned the competition, and the other students in the class tacitly acted as if they didn't know.

On the third day, Song Qianxi had a bad premonition in her heart, so she stopped Teacher Yan just as he was leaving get out of class, and asked, "Teacher, I heard that there is a physics competition recently. Are there any conditions for participating?"

"Oh, you mean the Zhenhua Cup physics competition? There are no entry requirements, as long as there is a teacher's recommendation, you can participate."

Song Qianxi took a step back and subconsciously made way for Teacher Yan, without further questioning.

Teacher Yan must have recommended Shen Zhaoxi, so don't even think about it...

She began to think about who she should ask for this recommended spot.

Last semester, in order to build a good image of the students, she went to the office a lot. Sometimes when the teacher of Class 1 was not there, she often asked other people for advice. Apart from Lao Yan, she also knew a few physics teachers. indivual.

But who to look for is still a problem.

She still hasn't forgotten the looks she received when she went to the office of the physics group that day.

After school was over in the afternoon and He Zhao was sent away, Song Qianxi found a hidden place in the school and took out her phone.

"Hello, is this Teacher He? It's me, I'm Song Qianxi... Please, please... Teacher, you are the best... Mmmm... No problem... Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qianxi supported the tree and couldn't help retching.

The physics teacher she contacted was He Yang, a middle-aged teacher in the third year of high school.

He Yang's teaching level is actually good, but he is lustful by nature and loves to touch female students, so that he has a bad reputation.

When Song Qianxi asked him a question, he found an opportunity to put his shoulders and rub his chest, so he always thought he was disgusting. If it wasn't for participating in the competition, he wouldn't have asked him for it.

Although it was disgusting to flirt with an old man, Song Qianxi was finally relieved after finishing the list.

After making the phone call and leaving the school gate, those who want to go home have almost left.

Considering her foot injury, Song Qianxi decided to take a taxi without hesitation even though taking the bus would not take much effort.

Anyway, she has good grades now, and the pocket money given by her family is also high. There are more than 1000 and nearly 2000 yuan a month, which is enough for her to buy some beautiful clothes and then eat and drink. Although she told her mother that she bought it with her own money Learning materials—Mother Song has no education. She works on the assembly line in the factory and can count all the words she knows. Song Qianxi just needs to show her the original price of the books she bought at a discount.

After a few more visits, Song's mother completely believed her words, so she didn't care how many of the books she bought were counseling materials and how many were classic romances in her collection.

Reaching the second floor with a cane, Song Qianxi heard crying inside before opening the door.

"What should I do? I am laid off at a young age, where can I find a job..."

"Our family, Xixi, is still going to college. I lost my job. Where did my family get the money..."

"I'm wronged, I really didn't steal anything from the factory, I'm really ashamed...I've been innocent all my life..."

Song Qianxi was tired of hearing it, and she knew that as soon as she opened the door, she would be greeted by Song's mother's endless complaints and nagging, and the same words that she must study hard, and only after studying can she get ahead. She thought for a while, leaned on crutches, turned around and left with a limp.

She's sprained her foot, it's bad enough, she doesn't want to hear about this shit.

"Don't be sad, your Xixi family is so big, and you'll be going to college in a year or so, so it will be easy." Director Yang of the neighborhood committee comforted Song's mother by patting her on the shoulder.

She is a warm-hearted and kind woman around 40 years old. Seeing Song's mother returning home before off-duty time with a crying face, she followed her.

"It's so easy, it's time to spend money when you go to college..." Song's mother said, "The annual tuition fee is ten thousand yuan, plus living expenses."

Director Yang's family has children who are in college, and they understand these things fairly well. She said, "Don't worry about the tuition fees. Doesn't the country have loans? At that time, let your children borrow money once a year. If you borrow more, you will have living expenses. Besides, college students, with so many part-time jobs in school, living expenses can still be earned..."

Song's mother sighed, "How can I get a loan? The child has not yet graduated from college, and he has a debt. How will he live in the future?"

"How do you live? I haven't taken the photo." Director Yang is more open-minded, "If you confess, we as parents will do our best. We are completely adults and have the qualifications to be responsible for ourselves. After graduating from university, we will slowly return to work. Anyway, the interest-free loan will not be repaid for a few years."

No matter what Director Yang said, Mother Song was still terribly worried.

She just suffered from being uneducated and has been doing hard work. She hopes that her child will be able to stand out and be able to sit and work in an office in the future.

When Song Qianxi's grades were poor, she didn't count on it. She only hoped that her child would grow up safely, find an honest man to marry and have children, and live an ordinary life. Delivered to her.

Their family's income is not high. She works as a worker on the assembly line, and her salary is calculated by piece. She works hard for 4000 days from the beginning to the end of a month, and she can only get a little over 6000 yuan. Her old man's salary is higher because he is a skilled worker. , with a little craftsmanship, I can earn [-] yuan a month, and the family only has an income of about [-] yuan.

But if you are not in charge of the family, you don’t know the price of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, human relations, water and electricity bills, food, drink, housing, and transportation, which do not cost money. The life of the family is extremely tight every month...

Now that the income of 2000 yuan is suddenly lost, Song's mother just needs to calculate the monthly expenses, and she feels that her eyes are dark.

Not to mention that Song Qianxi will go to college in the future, and the high tuition fees and living expenses that she inquired about are like a big mountain, weighing heavily on her body.

As for the loan mentioned by Director Yang, Song's mother, who has never spent ahead of schedule, has never considered this issue at all. How can she let her child borrow money from the state to study!Can the children who pay for their own education be the same as the children who borrow money to study?When she arrived at school, wouldn't Xixi at her home want to bow down...

In addition to the pressure of life and finances, there is another thing that the honest mother Song can't figure out. She has worked hard in the factory all her life, and she has worked hard without credit. Has the title of "stealing" been kicked out?

She has always taught her daughter to be honest and down-to-earth, but she never thought that she would end up with such a reputation.

I don't know what the good sisters who usually compare each other to their family children will think of themselves.

Thinking of this, Mother Song couldn't help crying again.

Director Yang naturally comforted her in every possible way, and promised to help her pay attention to the new work.

Only then did Mother Song thank her nonchalantly.

On the other side, with a broad heart and a fat body, he smiled and thanked the Maitreya Buddha's father Qian, and thanked the person on the phone with a smile on his face.

"Old Xie, I'm so sorry for you. I'm just such a daughter. I'm usually very good-looking. Who knew that I was bullied like this at school. If a teacher hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known..."

The old Xie on the phone said: "Oh, what is the relationship between us when you talk about this? I watched Duoduo grow up, and I hugged her when she was born. Someone bullied her. As an uncle, how can I come forward?" , is that still uncle?"

Father Qian laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you're right, you're right, it's you, the uncle, who should contribute. When come to my house, I'll make you a braised elbow."

"The elbow you made, the taste..." Lao Xie exaggeratedly sucked his saliva, "Definitely, definitely."

After the courtesies, I hung up the phone.

Father Qian, who was like a Maitreya Buddha, his face sank.

Dare to bully his daughter, and don't look at how many eyes Prince Ma has.

As a daughter-in-law, on the first day Qian Duoduo entered Jingying, he visited Jingying's teachers one by one, treating those who could treat guests, and giving gifts to those who should give gifts. Live comfortably and happily in school.

Song Qianxi called Qian Duoduo and within 5 minutes, a teacher who knew about it called him.

What the hell... A little girl, not to mention that his daughter just accidentally knocked her down, even if Qian Duoduo did it on purpose, he doesn't think Song Qianxi can play Qian Duoduo.

His daughter, he himself was reluctant to touch it.

Thinking of his daughter being wronged at school, Father Qian was so distressed that he couldn't sit still. He called the driver without saying a word, and went home first.

Father Qian and Qian Duoduo went back home.

No matter how big-hearted Qian Duoduo was, he was beaten for no reason, his face was swollen and sore, and he had just passed the exam, so he didn't have the heart to continue his evening self-study with a slapped face.

She lowered her head and unscrewed the door. Just as she kicked off the shoes on her feet, she saw a pair of familiar shoes on the ground.

She said in surprise, "Dad—"

Father Qian, who was cooking in the kitchen, threw down the spatula, ran out wearing a bear apron, opened his arms to Qian Duoduo, and exaggeratedly said: "My precious daughter, you are back, you miss me so much."

Qian Duoduo threw down his schoolbag and crashed into his father's arms, tears falling down uncontrollably.

Father Qian was at a loss for a moment, and while looking for paper to wipe her tears, he pretended to be ignorant and asked, "My dear, who bullied you, tell Dad, and Dad will call you back..."

Qian Duoduo burst out laughing, her father's concern warmed her heart, she was not really sad, but seeing her father, she felt that she had a backing, so she was inevitably wronged.

She took the paper to wipe her tears and said, "It's nothing..."

Father Qian gasped carefully when he saw her wiping her slapped face, thinking that he didn't see it, his heart was about to break, and he couldn't help but continued to ask: "It's nothing, then what happened to your face?" thing?"

Qian Duoduo covered his face, feeling guilty, "It's just a misunderstanding..."

She didn't dare to tell Father Qian that she was beaten by Song Qianxi.

After all, her father is the most talkative person. If he says to help her beat someone, he will help her beat someone. Even if the bully is a three-year-old kid, her father can shamelessly push him.

Qian Duoduo realized this when she came home crying for the first time and told her father that someone was bullying me. Father Qian rushed out and pushed the little kid who pushed her to the ground.

In her father's heart, there was no concept of bullying the small and being ashamed.

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Father Qian didn't ask, but said, "Have you applied the medicine? I'll give you the medicine, and I made your favorite braised pig's trotters and sweet and sour pork ribs today..."

"Dad, you are the best."

Even though his heart was still heavy, Father Qian laughed out loud and said, "You know who loves you the most."

Qian Duoduo said loudly, "It's Dad."

Father Qian twisted his fat body, turned around and went to the utility room to get the medicine box.

Qian Duoduo is usually considered an elf, but after all, unlike Father Qian, the thousand-year-old fox has become a master, and the two are not of the same order of magnitude at all.

What's more, she has no resemblance to Father Qian at all. The two father and daughter usually talk about everything. They are both fathers and friends. Therefore, it is very easy for Father Qian to take what happened between Qian Duoduo and Song Qianxi. That thing was completely done, but Qian Duoduo didn't notice it, and he kept showing off his friend to his father, "...you don't know how handsome Qiuqiu is, with so many people, she made it Stand up all at once, block me behind, point at Song Qianxi and start cursing, it's so cool. By the way, Qiuqiu, do you know? I told you before that she is very good-looking and has very good grades That Yun Qingqiu..."

Father Qian rubbed the medicine on his daughter, and said, "My baby is the most beautiful girl in the world."

Qian Duoduo rolled his eyes and refused to listen to his father's flattery, "You have too little knowledge, my Qiuqiu is the prettiest, next time I will bring her back to show you!"

Father Qian passed the name Yun Qingqiu in his mind, and said thoughtfully: "Okay, next time you invite this classmate Yun to our house for dinner, I will personally cook for her."

Qian Duoduo hugged his father's neck and said, "I love you!"

……

As the weather gets colder, night falls earlier and earlier.

Not long after six o'clock, the sky gradually dimmed, and the lanterns on the street were lit up one after another.

Song Qianxi found a dessert shop near the school, ate a hearty meal, and spent as little as 200 yuan. The depression caused by cheating and sprains was finally healed by expensive desserts.

She didn't want to go to study at night, and she didn't want to go home. For a while, Song Qianxi didn't know where she should go.

After thinking about it, it seemed like she hadn't gone to an Internet cafe for a long time since she entered high school. After pinching the extra money in her pocket, Song Qianxi found a familiar Internet cafe and went in.

The Internet cafe she went to was a so-called black Internet cafe. It didn't have a business license and was opened in a residential building, but the advantage was that it didn't require an ID card, and minors could surf the Internet, and the price was not expensive.

In addition to the environment is not very good, others are not bad.

The Xueba system controls her very strictly, besides reading books all day long, I wish she was a 24-hour learning machine. Every exam, like the sword of Damocles, hangs on her from time to time. The top of the head, waiting to fall at any time.

She was afraid of being punished in the past, and she didn't dare to perfunctory the requirements of the Xueba system. Now that she has been punished once, thinking about another punishment at night, she suddenly feels that she has too much debt to worry about, and feels broken.

After clicking on the familiar game icon and playing two games quickly, Song Qianxi let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at Gao Gao's evaluation marked with three S's, she was a little proud. It seemed that even though she hadn't touched the game for more than a year, she still felt the touch.

Seeing that others were eating snacks, she skillfully summoned an errand runner, took out 100 yuan and slapped it on the other's hand, letting him figure it out.

"If I can't finish eating, I'll take it back with me. The ten yuan is yours."

At this time, she didn't care about acne or not, whether she was healthy or not.

A prisoner sentenced to death must have a good meal before going to Shatou. How about some snacks for her?

What she didn't notice was that when she was taking out the money, two boys on the computer in the back row happened to drop their mouse and stood up.

"Fuck, it's time again."

Song Qianxi's melodious voice attracted the attention of the two of them. What was more touching than Song Qianxi's voice was the faint redness in it when she took out the 100 yuan from her wallet.The two looked at Song Qianxi's high ponytail, short coat, jeans and white clean white shoes, looked at each other, and saw the burning greed in each other's eyes.

Playing games is always easy to make people forget the time. In the blink of an eye, Song Qianxi spent three hours.

Seeing the pop-up window with the logo of the Internet cafe, she violently dropped the mouse, took out her phone and checked the time.

"09:30, it's time for self-study next night, it's time to go home."

Although I was still a little irritable in my heart, in general, most of the negative emotions were vented out with the game.

As soon as she stepped out of the Internet cafe, the late autumn breeze blew away the filth in the air. Song Qianxi took a deep breath and said to the system, "Let the horse go, I'm not afraid of you."

Isn't it just a punishment?

So what.

The heavens will send great missions to the people, and they will surely suffer their wills, starve their bodies, and exhaust their muscles and bones...

Sooner or later, I will become a master, and sooner or later someone will pay the price for what I suffer now.

She was thinking triumphantly, but she didn't notice that two tall figures walked out of the shadow of the Internet cafe.

Because she was afraid that people would find her surfing the Internet at an Internet cafe, Song Qianxi found an Internet cafe far away from home.

This is her way of earning a living, and it is not easy for her to be caught by the parents who are looking for their children because she is far away from the Internet cafe.

Anyway, so far, Song's parents haven't found out about her skipping classes and going online.

Even if she hasn't walked for more than a year, she is very familiar with this road, turning left and right in the alley, and knowing how to go home with her eyes closed.

While walking, two figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley not far away.

Song Qianxi paused, feeling a little uneasy, but her past experience made her feel relieved.

This is Brother Qinglong's territory, she knows Brother Qinglong, and Brother Qinglong's people will not rob her...

But when they got closer, Song Qianxi's heart still lifted.

The figure on the left whistled, "Beauty, where are you going?"

As the whistle sounded, the two gradually surrounded her.

Song Qianxi grabbed her schoolbag tightly and asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

The two unscrupulous youths looked at each other and said with a hippie smile, "Guess?"

Song Qianxi had spent a lot of time with this group of people before, and she was quite familiar with them. She was not intimidated, but calmly said: "You ask me to collect protection money, does Brother Qinglong know? I am the one under Brother Qinglong's protection. "

"Brother Qinglong?" As if hearing some funny joke, one of them reached out and squeezed Song Qianxi's face, "How old are you? Qinglong entered the palace last year and was sentenced to 20 years. Brother Qinglong covers you, what kind of cover do you use? A condom?"

The two laughed loudly. Song Qianxi never expected that such a big change would happen after she hadn't been here for a year.

Without support, she felt extremely uneasy, glanced left and right, and prepared to escape when she saw the right opportunity. Anyway, she was very familiar with this place.

However, before she could take any further steps, a hand grabbed her arm firmly.

A malicious voice rang in her ears: "little sister, where are you going?"