The thunderstorm in late summer is just about to come.

The entire Jincheng was covered with wet mist. The taxi master parked the car at the entrance of the alley and pointed forward: "Stay two steps from here and turn the corner to the back door of the school. Go quickly."

Lin Jing looked out the car window, and the heavy rain was still falling down "crackling", smashing out a dirty muddy puddle, so he decisively leaned against the car chair: "I just saw a convenience store on Yangshu Road, so please send me to buy an umbrella first."

"You have to go back and go around." The rental master kindly reminded, "There is a grocery store in the alley, and you can buy umbrellas there."

But Lin Jing had already tied his seat belt again. He was wearing a goose yellow T-shirt and black hair covered his forehead. He looked particularly youthful and pampered, and he just wanted to write the word "cleanness" on his face. The driver had to turn the steering wheel and take him to buy an umbrella again. He went back and forth and for more than half an hour.

"Aren't you afraid of being late?" the driver asked while seeking change.

"I will not start classes tomorrow." Lin Jing opened the car door, "Come here to go through the transfer procedures today."

Shanhai High School is a provincial key point. If you can transfer to this school halfway, whether it is academic performance or family background, you have to account for the same amount. Lin Jing belongs to the former. His original high school was not worse than Shanhai. This time, he transferred to the second year of high school because of his parents' job transfer.

A strong wind blew towards him, and Lin Jing's trousers were mostly wet. He frowned and wanted to avoid under the eaves, but accidentally pushed open a half-covered wooden door.

It's a grocery store.

The store is dimly lit, and you can pretend to be an antique family by changing the sign. A group of bad boys are smoking. After hearing the wind chimes at the door, they all turned around.

Lin Jingmin opened the cold drink cabinet without looking sideways, and did not give Shamatt a look. The gangsters ignored him and continued to discuss how to "teach Ji Xingling a lesson". They also divided the labor in detail about whoever bought hemp rope, who put sacks, who beat sticks, who extorted, etc., and completely ignored the innocent people shopping at the scene. After Lin Jing scanned the code to pay the money, he turned around and went out and called 110. As a result, he ran into someone on the face and almost staggered into the mud.

"Boss, run away! Ji Xingling is here!"

The other party trembled with a whimper, without the deep joy of "the target of kidnapping himself into the trap". Lin Jing stood firm with the door frame, and when he looked up, the gangsters were already rushing out of the grocery store, running wildly like running away from the alley.

The fat boss of the grocery store was not surprised, and waved his palm fan in his hand and signaled that Lin Jing was fine with his eyes. At this time, the rain had been a little lighter. Another group of people came over from the corner. The young man in charge of the trouser pocket was inserted into his trouser pocket with one hand, and a school uniform was randomly worn on his shoulder. His short hair was soaked in the rain, and he was slightly wet in a mess, revealing a pair of shiny eyes. He was tall and tall, with two long legs, and the little brother who was responsible for holding an umbrella around him had to run, and said breathlessly: "Brother Xing, do we really want to skip class to the Internet cafe?"

The boy held a lollipop in his mouth and asked him casually: "Even if you don't go to the Internet cafe, can you understand math class?"

The little brother holding an umbrella looked shaking, I couldn't understand.

That's really better than playing games.

A group of people were walking out in a quarrel. Lin Jing hesitated for a moment and still called out: "Ji Xingling."

The other party stopped and looked at him hesitantly: "We know each other?"

"I don't know." Lin Jing organized some language, "but there was a group of young people in society just now, and they planned to kidnap you here."

"puff."

“…”

When ordinary people hear that they are going to be kidnapped, they should at least be nervous even if they are not panicked. Lin Jing couldn't understand what the other party's contempt was, but the obligation to notify him had been fulfilled. He didn't want to have in-depth conversations with the person in front of him who knew that the six exams were scored in total at a glance, so he held up his umbrella again and hurried to the school.

The moment he passed by, Ji Xingling suddenly smelled a very light fragrance on the other person's body, which was clear and clean, like the misty mountains and forests in late spring and early summer.

The person next to him wondered: "Brother Xing, what are you stunned?"

"Nothing." Ji Xingling came back to his senses and wanted to continue walking forward, but Yu Guang swept a small silver card with a vague pattern engraved on it, which looked like a cheap toy for primary school students who cost five yuan. It was blown by the wind and drifted all the way to the sewer.

Ji Xingling quickly stepped on it with his feet and looked back.

Lin Jing happened to turn around at this time. He was just curious about whether the grocery store owner would remind the other party again, but unexpectedly, he had a precise look. The misty rain and eyes met. Ji Xingling was about to open his mouth and call him back, but Lin Jing had already taken two steps back and rushed to the distance.

Ji Xingling: "..."

What are you running away? I don’t know if I have lost the monster certificate?

"Brother Xing, hurry up, the car I called has arrived!" a group of people shouted at the entrance of the alley.

"Here you." Ji Xingling picked up the card and stuffed it into his wallet. There was another ID there, flashing with a black metal light, which looked a little higher than that of ordinary monsters. It was Ji Xingling's identity card. He was a little kirin who was about to become an adult, the majestic.

But at present, this kind of majesty is limited to shaking to the person in the mirror. The identity of the monster cannot be disclosed casually, otherwise it will cause social panic. Therefore, even if the number of monsters in this city is growing year by year, some experts even predict that there will be a population in fifty years... No, the monster mouth | explosion, everyone is careful to cover each other, and no one will take the initiative to publicize it. In fact, my whole family is not a human being.

Ji Xingling was sitting in a taxi and was still thinking about the monster certificate just now. According to the code, the other party should be a plant, and the birthplace of the plant is generally in sparsely populated and steep forests, commonly known as remote areas. This can explain why he could even lose the monster certificate - because he has never seen the world, of course he doesn't know how many cumbersome procedures it takes to get a new certificate in a big city and how expensive it costs.

Maybe he didn't even figure out where the Monster Management Committee was. While thinking about this, Master Ji shook his head.

Lin Jing has not yet known that he has been implicated as a poor country monster who has entered the city for the first time, and is still busy filling out various information forms. The head teacher of Class 1 of Grade 2 is named Wang Hongyu. He is wearing a blue shirt that is quite popular among middle-aged male teachers. When he smiles, his eyes will narrow into a thin line. A colleague next to him jokes: "I've come a top scholar, I'll be happy to see Lao Wang."

"Of course I'm happy." Wang Hongyu sealed the information bag and said to Lin Jing with a smile, "Your original class teacher and I were old classmates. For this matter, he also called to nag for a long time. Let's take you to familiarize yourself with the campus environment first."

As a provincial focus, Shanhai High School’s hardware facilities are first-class, but because it was raining, Wang Hongyu only took him around the teaching building. The bell rang just now, and several girls were chattering about what happened to Teacher Wang and his new classmates in the corridor just now.

"That boy is really handsome!"

"I heard that he is the first in Ningcheng No. 3 Middle School!"

"We met him when we participated in the English competition last year, and the squad leader even took a photo with him."

The squad leader of Class 1 of Grade 2 was Wei Xue. He was originally looking at the English test paper. When everyone asked, he lazily supported his cheeks: "Yes, I'm taking a photo. If you want to see it, thirty times. If you need to cut me off, you will only look at the handsome guy, and add fifty."

A group of girls protested and condemned the class monitor for not serving the people. The boys were not very interested in Lin Jing. At most, they started to clamor for the first place in the current grade and lamented in unison that Brother Li’s status was about to be lost. The math teacher came in with a stack of exercise books and knocked on the podium when he saw this: "Why are they all surrounding Li Moyuan? I know that the exam next week is difficult, so I wish Mr. Li in advance?"

After saying a word, there was a roar at the bottom immediately, and there was no mood to make trouble again. They sat back to their seats to prepare for class. Wei Xue found a photo with Lin Jing and took the initiative to hand it to Li Moyuan: "Come on, academic master, take a look at the strong enemy you are about to face."

The boy on the screen narrowed his eyes and smiled like the May sunshine. Li Moyuan turned his pen and was about to express his opinions. The math teacher coughed twice on the podium - good students always have preferential treatment. For example, now, although he was still looking at his mobile phone before class, he was reluctant to blame him. The same preferential treatment was also reflected in Lin Jing. Wang Hongyu not only accompanied him to complete all the cumbersome procedures, but also said three or four times, "If you have any difficulties, just look for the teacher." Then he took the person into a taxi and hummed a small song and returned to the office.

The rain has stopped.

Dr. Lin called and asked about his son's new school.

"The school environment is good and the teacher is good. Uncle Liu is going to work today, so I didn't ask him to send it." Lin Jing reported in detail, "I just went to the bookstore for a while. I'm going to have dinner now. Where are you and my mother?"

"There are two surgeries and I haven't gotten off work yet." Dr. Lin wiped his hands dry. "Your Uncle Liu just called. My mother and I have not been in Jincheng for the past six months. You have to take good care of yourself."

"Don't worry." Lin Jing saw a Haidilao on the street, so he signaled the driver to stop. He should have a hot pot first when he came to Jincheng. The service guy was enthusiastic. Seeing that he had only one person to eat, he even specially brought a big doll to accompany him.

So when Ji Xingling entered the store, he saw Lin Jing sitting opposite a giant panda in the left corner eating hot pot. There were many empty dishes on the table, and the pot was still simmering. Boys of this age were already growing up, and Lin Jing had been hungry all day, so it was normal to double their appetite. But in Young Master Ji's eyes, how could he say that a small rural monster who had never eaten good food, did not forget to place one on the opposite side while eating... Maybe it was a childhood playmate to boost courage? Just like that, he made up a little love for himself.

Ji Xingling skipped class with two friends. The umbrella was named Ge Hao, who was currently flipping through the menu. He raised his foot and kicked the other side: "Brother Xing, what do you think? Why is the expression so hard to describe?"

Ji Xingling leaned back on the leather sofa and casually cut his phone: "Mediate in other people's business, order your dishes."

The app of the wave icon is called "Shan Hai Wei". The editorial department is located opposite the Monster Management Committee. There are many news pushes every day. The political version "The Dragon King and Xie Zhi met cordially to promote judicial reform in the East China Sea", the sports version "The tortoise participated in a marathon and climbed fifty meters in half a month", the popular science version "Why does the mysterious snake board the tree because it doesn't want to wear long pants"... It covers all aspects of life and is very popular among the demons.

Ji Xingling was watching a social news. Recently, a monster sneaked out of Lunqi Mountain. Because he had not received human social education systematically, he caused a lot of trouble. He was finally sent to the shelter by the police as a homeless man. For this reason, the president of the Monster Management Committee solemnly called on parents to do a good job in popularizing relevant knowledge before their children were school-age, jointly maintaining social stability, and seeking harmonious development of shemale...uh, harmonious development.

The president of this Demon Management Committee is the adult Kirin Mr. Ji Minglang. As his only son, Ji Xingling felt that it was necessary to remind him that the careless little monster at the next table should not cause trouble in the future, because this is directly related to the performance appraisal of the Demon Management Committee, and directly to Ji Minglang's mood, and directly to Ji Xingling's quality of life and the amount of pocket money.

Lin Jing stared at the duck intestines in the pot and focused on it for a few seconds.

Ji Xingling sat opposite him and squeezed the panda doll into the corner.

Lin Jing was a little surprised by a thief from the sky. He guessed that he was probably trying to ask about the kidnapping, so he took the initiative to describe: "That group of people were wearing green school uniforms, but I don't know which school it was. There was a camera outside the grocery store, so the police could adjust the surveillance."

Ji Xingling went straight to the point: "Where did you come from?"

Lin Jing was confused when asked: "...Ningcheng, what's wrong?"

Ningcheng Ji Xingling quickly recalled the mountains and ridges there, but he didn't recall anything - he hated the geography when he was used, so he had to hum in a broad way: "On the mountain?"

The duck intestines in the pot had been cooked into rubber bands, and Lin Jing was just thinking about sending this person away as soon as possible, so he said "Yes".

Ji Xingling asked again: "Do you have money?"

What does this have to do with you? Lin Jing is alert: "No."

Ji Xingling sighed deeply when he heard this, and he saw that I knew you didn’t.

Seeing the other party's regret after the failure of blackmail, Lin Jing unlocked his phone under the table and started recording and collecting evidence without hesitation.

Ji Xingling didn't realize that every word he said would become a certificate in the court, and continued to question: "How do you go home if you don't have money?"

“Take a bus.”

"Do you know what to throw into the plastic box when taking the bus?"

The question was quite roundabout. Lin Jingyu Guang swept to the nut plate on the table and answered without thinking: "Chestnut."

The sympathy in Ji Xingling's eyes was almost overflowing. Nowadays, there are even monster villages that use chestnuts as circulating currency?

How behind!

He stood up and said, "Wait for me."

Lin Jing agreed, and after he left, he immediately packed his schoolbag and left. Unexpectedly, Ji Xingling came back very quickly. In fact, he just went to the cashier. He failed to escape, so Lin Jing had to sit back and pick up the chopsticks and scoop up the pot.

Ji Xingling put two one-yuan coins on his table: "When taking the bus, throw this into the box."

Then he took five more hundred-dollar bills: "When buying things, pay for it."

And a book: "Study hard."

Finally, there is a silver-white card: "Don't lose your ID, otherwise there will be trouble."

After saying this, Ji Xingling put his hands in his pockets with one hand and returned to the door with a handsome look, without giving the little monster in the countryside a chance to cry and feel grateful.

Lin Jing was confused and didn't understand what the magical direction was. In the end, he had to roughly summarize it as "the poor student group heard that they had excellent academic performance, so they tried to use money to buy convenience for cheating in the exam." The silver card was probably a symbol of the secondary status of Ji's bad gang. As for the book... the cover was printed with big words "Take You to a Fashionable City".

The title of this rustic book is actually the product of the hard-working plan of the monster editorial board. Because there are always careless monsters that will make people lose their lives, we cannot use the name "The Book of Monsters' Survival" that will make people uneasy. As for the content, of course, it is also the honest migrant worker Xiao Zhang to refer to monsters, which introduces a series of basic survival issues such as elevators, how to cross the road, and how to apply for bus cards. A thick book is originally Ji Xingling's fighting tool, put it in his schoolbag and swing it. The effect is comparable to a brick, and now it just comes in handy.
Chapter completed!