Two high school students sit in a cafe and discuss developmental issues.
Blooming ghost grass is a very troublesome thing. Not only do you have to face a series of physiological changes, but you also have to face the hunt of ferocious beasts—that is a very large underground gang, which is as harmful to monsters as human traffickers. The Demon Management Committee has sent spirit beasts many times to suppress and clean them up on a large scale, but they often disappeared at the time, only to resurface after a while, like a bad sore that cannot be healed, causing headaches for the public.
However, in Jincheng, which is personally guarded by the Qilin family, there are not many vicious monsters who dare to kidnap directly. At most, they are like the gangsters tonight, relying on the number of people to trap Ge Hao, and then grab his spirit body The flower buds or roots are used to make wine and sold on the black market for ill-gotten gains.
But that's enough to break down! Ge Hao cried and said, "I really don't have any rare medicinal value, do you think those people are stupid?"
"Pangolin has no medicinal value, so what happened?" Ji Xingling leaned back on the chair, "And your name is Wangyouhua."
Wangyouhua, just these three beautiful and happy words are enough to fool a large number of uneducated outburst monsters scrambling to donate their wallets, otherwise you can call it "crying on the spot after drinking flower" to ensure that no one will harass you .
Ge Hao sighed, the flowering period of plants is generally around twenty-five years old, which also means "you can better protect yourself when you grow up", but he was so unlucky that he was sixteen years old.
Not yet of age.
I haven't taken the college entrance examination yet!
Ji Xingling suddenly remembered another important thing: "Have you ever lost your monster certificate?"
"Of course not." Ge Hao took out a silver and white card from the middle of his schoolbag, "How could it be lost?"
It will take at least three months to report the loss of the monster card and reissue it, so it should have nothing to do with what I picked up. Ji Xingling signaled the other party to put away his things, and stood up with two schoolbags in one hand: "Let's go, I'll take you home first."
…
Jiang'an Bookstore is very quiet at night.
If you stand in the garden and look up, there are only rows of neat orange eye-protecting lights.
Ji Minglang's wife, the former famous movie star who was selected as the "No. 1 vase on the screen" for three consecutive years, and now a good wife and loving mother, Ms. Hu Meimei, is sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring at her watch in a bad mood , the nine snow-white tails behind him swung back and forth, almost setting off a small-scale hurricane.
eight thirty.
nine o'clock.
nine thirty.
Near ten o'clock, the door lock finally heard a beep.
Ji Xingling quickly caught the sofa cushions flying towards him, and said in time: "I sent Ge Hao home today."
Hu Meimei's thoughts were clear: "Did you break his leg?"
Young Master Ji is in a very complicated mood, what kind of ghost image am I in my mother's heart.
"Forget it, I don't want to hear your excuses." Hu Meimei stood up and ordered her son, "Hold the gift box on the table and follow me to 1302."
Ji Xingling's eyes widened: "Why do you want to go to 1302?"
"Your uncle told me in the afternoon that the girl bird was working next door." Hu Meimei said, "Let's go and see if we can poach the wall."
"No." Ji Xingling spoke uprightly, "How could uncle do this? It's immoral to use his position to obtain monster files."
Hu Meimei retorted: "It's very moral for you to get 300 points in the exam to anger your mother."
Ji Xingling: "..."
I was wrong, you continue.
"Even if you can't dig a corner, you have to have a good relationship with the next door." Hu Meimei put her tail away, "A child who can be liked by Gu Huo Niao will definitely not be bad at studying. If you communicate with them more, you may be able to pass the 700 exam. .”
Ji Xingling:
mom
"Okay, I know you won't be able to pass the seven-hundred-hundred-hundred-thousand exam, right?" Hu Meimei stuffed the gift box into his arms, "Be happy!"
Young Master Ji was unwilling to move half a step, it was called a resistance in his heart.
"Mom, my classmate next door has just transferred this semester."
"Extremely careless, throwing monster certificates everywhere."
"Still greasy, likes to lie!"
"Hypocritical cleanliness!"
"I dont go!"
Hu Meimei found a new entry point: "They're all monsters, how can they get seven hundred and three in the exam, and you can't even get three hundred and seven?"
Ji Xingling emphasized: "I got 380 in the exam, I'm not bad enough!"
Hu Meimei felt her heart hurt.
So she said, "Are you sure you don't want to go? Then from next month, you will have no pocket money."
Ji Xingling: "..."
Ji Xingling: "Just go for five minutes."
You can bend and stretch, Brother Xing.
Lin Jing is eating supper.
The light and sweet walnut and lotus seed soup not only nourishes the brain but also clears the fire. While cleaning the kitchen, Aunt Jiang reminded him: "Don't read while eating, it's bad for your eyes."
"Yes." Lin Jing agreed, continuing to flip through the English materials. Next week's exam, because the progress of the two schools' courses is different, the math may be a little bit more difficult. In case of accidentally losing points, he is most sure to make up for it with English scores, so he has been studying the papers for the past two days.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, there will always be some unknown sensitivity and vanity. After all, who doesn't want to be a blockbuster in the exam and become the envy and discussion object of the rest of the students—not to mention the fact that from the first day of kindergarten, the Lin Jing, who started to get excellent little red flowers continuously.
He put down the empty bowl: "Auntie, I'm going back to my bedroom to continue reading."
"Get off early—"
Before he could finish his sentence, the doorbell rang.
Who will this point be? Jiang Fenfang pressed the intercom in doubt: "Who is there?"
"Hi, we are new neighbors who moved in next door." Hu Meimei spoke beamingly, "Aren't you bothering me?"
Lin Jing: "..."
Jiang Fenfang opened the door.
Hu Meimei smiled all over her face.
Jiang Fenfang felt that this jeweled lady looked familiar, as if she had seen it in a magazine before.
The identity of the monster is kept strictly confidential. Even the relatively lively monster management committee has a small, dark and hidden reception window. More than a dozen yakshas take turns in shifts. The masses were eager to flee quickly, and they were even less in the mood to peek through the windows. When face-to-face communication is really necessary, the staff will also appear in the form of spirit bodies. Ying Longxuangui Chongming Luduan gathered together, and it is not clear who is a teacher and who is a doctor, or other social identities, of course there are not many The demon knows that Qilin, the guard of Jincheng, and Mr. Ji Minglang of Renrui Group are actually the same person.
So even if Jiang Fenfang racked her brains, she could only think of Mrs. Ji's identity as a movie star.
When Hu Meimei saw Lin Jing sitting at the dining table, she immediately became more enthusiastic.
"You are Xiao Jing, are you still studying so late?"
Lin Jing greeted obediently: "Hello, Auntie."
"I heard from Xiaoxing that you are in the same class." Hu Meimei directed her son to put the gift box away, "His grades... Auntie thinks so, if you are free at school, can you teach him a few more math problems? The full score is one hundred and fifty, at least you have to get a fraction out of it, right?"
Jiang Fenfang was very sympathetic when she heard the words. Parents whose children can be satisfied with fifty points in the exam are indeed heartbreaking.
"Mom." Ji Xingling couldn't stand the room full of brilliant students, and offered to apply, "I want to go back to study."
Lin Jing's expression was visibly distorted.
Ji Xingling: "..."
What a joke, I can't study!
Hu Meimei was in full bloom, feeling that the curative effect of Bai Zejia's first grade was indeed immediate, so she continued to work hard: "Xiao Jing, can I let Xiao Xing read with you tonight?"
Lin Jing: Why? !
Young Master Ji's first reaction was, of course, fuck me, I won't come!
But before refusing to blurt it out, he caught Lin Jing's bewildered and resistant face in time.
Then this is very interesting.
So he said very sincerely: "Aunt Jiang, classmate Lin, can I come?"
Classmate Lin didn't speak, and every pore of Classmate Lin's body was exhaling.
Ji Xingling succeeded in provoking again, and turned around in a good mood: "Mom, I think he's busy—"
"I'm not busy, really, welcome." Lin Jing interrupted him, "What do you want to learn, English?"
Ji Xingling: "..."
Ten minutes later, Lin Jing showed up at 1301 with books and papers.
As for why he changed places, it was because Lin Jing never liked letting others into his bedroom. How should I put it, Ji Xingling didn't like it either, but a scumbag has no human rights.
Hu Meimei personally cut a plate of fruit and brought it in.
Lin Jing opened the English book: "How many words have you memorized in the college entrance examination?"
Ji Xingling babbled nonsense: "One or two thousand."
"What does abnormal mean?"
"..."
Lin Jing reminded: "The ab- prefix has the meaning of reduction and removal."
Ji Xingling tried to regain his place: "I haven't recited the rest yet."
"But this is the word on the first page."
"..."
Hu Meimei felt that if she stayed here any longer, she might faint on the spot.
Ji Xingling snatched the vocabulary book, and abnormal was indeed on the first page.
He protested dissatisfied: "No, why did you pick the longest one to test me?"
"You memorize words and still choose the length?"
"Of course, otherwise if you ask me a, I must know what a means."
Hu Meimei returned to the bedroom weakly.
She urgently needs to call her husband on a business trip and ask him to share the thunderstorms on the road to parenting.
"Okay, you keep your words silent, and I'll do the paper." Lin Jing threw the draft paper and pen to him, "One hour, are these three pages okay?"
Ji Xingling: "There is a problem."
"Whatever you want." Lin Jing plugged in a single earphone, "But if Auntie asks, I won't lie for you."
Thinking of pocket money, Young Master Ji had no choice but to bear the humiliation and turn to the first page.
The silent clock on the wall went round and round.
The desk is very large, and the two of them occupy one side without interfering with each other.
But I can't help but someone is really active.
In the first half an hour, Ji Xingling first ate an orange, then forcibly took a pen from Lin Jing's pen bag, and finally felt too tired from sitting, so he half-lyed on the chair, holding a book in both hands and reading hard .
Lin Jing is doing a reading comprehension course, the content of the article is too obscure, he can't understand it, and he is not in the mood to deal with the troublemakers opposite him for the time being.
Ji Xingling simply dragged the chair and sat beside him.
"Hey, why did you agree to help me with tutoring?"
"I didn't promise to help you with tutoring, I just studied with you."
"Why?"
"I don't want your provocation to succeed."
"..."
Competitiveness is quite strong.
Lin Jing completed the multiple-choice questions, got a pair of answers, and got four wrong.
"What does your distressed face mean?"
"It means I got four questions wrong."
Ji Xingling gave a thumbs up: "There are only four mistakes in so many questions, awesome."
Lin Jing: "..."
He will be pissed off too.
Ji Xingling continued to speak silently, and the dog was flying like a dragon and a phoenix, almost flying off the edge of the paper.
Lin Jing happened to be writing a composition too, neatly looking like a print, Ji Xingling stared at it for a while, and found the next topic smoothly: "I found that your hands are quite pretty."
Lin Jing didn't even raise her head: "Why don't I look good?"
Young Master Ji fell into silence: "Why are you such a good student that you are not humble at all?"
"Have you finished memorizing the words?"
"...you repeater."
"You BB machine."
"You attack personally!"
"The BB machine is a great leap forward in the history of human communication, why use it to attack you, a person who doesn't even know what abnormal means!"
"I know! Pervert!"
"You're a pervert!"
"Fuck, I said that word to mean pervert."
"..."
Lin Jing choked for a moment, and deeply reflected on whether he drank too much fake wine, and why he lost in such a mentally retarded quarrel.
Ji Xingling proudly tore off his schoolbag, and then took out the monster card: "Here, take it back, it's yours."
Lin Jing's psychological shadow suddenly increased. Distributing identity cards to gang members is already very shaky, and he is still so tireless. It is simply unreasonable for him to lose a fight with such a person.
"Let me see this broken card again." He pointed at the monster card, "I'll watch you recite words every day."
Ji Xingling couldn't understand at all: "What's wrong with you?"
It was past twelve o'clock, and Lin Jing felt that time flew by, and that she should go to bed early instead of making boring multiplied by two car wheels on the boring topic of "whether you want to join the bad gang headed by Ji Xingling" discuss.
So he yawned, holding the books and papers in tears, and went back.
"Thank you for the fruit, Auntie. Goodbye, Auntie."
"Xiao Jing won't drink a glass of milk—" Hu Meimei watched him push the door away, turned around and raised her eyebrows, "Ji Xingling, are you bullying your classmates again?"
Young Master Ji wanted to vomit blood: "I didn't."
"Then why are his eyes red?"
"I don't know, maybe I shed tears of joy because I saw that my study has achieved remarkable results."
Hu Meimei: "..."
She doesn't want this son anymore.