——What? She used to be an international class?? (Confusing face)
——How did she get into the exam?
——Everyone tells me that the second shift is the worst, and I was forced to drag an aircraft carrier
——Class 2 Student Committee: I was so annoyed that my grades in our liberal arts class were dragged down by her. This time I got better. I got zero points. She cheated alone and we would be ridiculed.
——Bai Shaoqi replied to the second class committee member: My sister has gone to Xiangcheng
Here is the screenshot of everything.
The original owner did not add Bai Shaoqi to WeChat, nor did Song Min’s.
The dog friend then sent a message to Bai Zi: [I was so angry that she deliberately replied to the second class school committee. Everyone was going crazy. What was going on? Are you really in Xiangcheng?]
Bai Zi: [As you see, people are in Hunan City]
Dog friend: [You are a fool, go to that corner?]
Dog friends:【???】
White squid:【[Smile]】
Dog friend: [You smile me?]
Miss Bai doesn't understand the smiles of modern people very much.
She called a question mark and returned to Qiandu and searched for topics she was interested in.
Ji Heng does not live in the community, he lives in Qingshui Street.
In the undeveloped slum kiln in Xiangcheng, there is a large bungalow, dark and humid, and there is a block outside. No matter where the area is, there is a bar at the end of the street, and there is everything in the black market, which is very chaotic.
The river that is far away from Qingshui Street is the junction between the two countries.
This is particularly chaotic, and the police dare not care about most of the situation.
Today, I could see several police officers swaying, a small piece of his waist bulging, which was equipped with a gun.
Ji Shaojun glanced at it and was surprised: "Who is patrolling today?"
"It's only been there during this period." Ji Heng took his pipe and walked towards an alley.
Ji Shaojun nodded. It would be better to have a police officer, at least to ensure safety here.
After all, Bai Zi's face is quite dangerous in this area.
The alley here is narrow and dim, with stone roads, and piles of garbage that have not been cleaned up at the corners. When the stone slabs under your feet are occasionally squeezed out, black water will be squeezed out. They are two worlds with the bright light North City.
Bai Shi was very quiet all the way and did not express any opinions on the conditions here.
After walking around several alleys, I finally arrived at Ji Heng's residence. There were low bungalows next to him. Ji Heng took out the key and opened the door to a small courtyard.
The yard is not big, with a sycamore tree planted in the middle, and under the tree is a stone table and a well.
Ji Heng took out the cigarette pole and pointed to the room on the right, "That is the room your mother lived in before, so just sleep there. The conditions are like this. If you can't get used to living, go back to the Bai family."
After saying that, Ji Heng turned his head and entered his room.
Ji Shaojun smiled comfortingly at Bai Zi. Seeing that she had no objection, he breathed a sigh of relief and took her suitcase in.
Although the room is a bit old, the items inside are well preserved and cleaned.
Bai Zi opened the suitcase, took out a pile of books inside, and placed it on the desk by the window.
"Ah, you..." Ji Shaojun thought the box was her clothes or girls' cosmetics, but he didn't expect it was a box of books. He was stunned for a while before whispering, "You don't have to worry about school affairs,
We will find a way.”
He went out to find Ji Heng.
Bai Zi leaned her legs against the table and flipped out the book, pulling out the math that she was most interested in.
From mathematics to geopolitics, and then to English, English is the language she least wants to read. She briefly turned it over and looked at the last one-
history.
The original owner will have history when he learns literature.
After about five minutes, she took out one of the history books, and a test paper was taken away by her and fell to the ground. She bent down and picked it up casually, but her eyes touched an exercise above--
[20. Briefly describe Liang Zewen's tax service system, what impact did it have on the Changzhi year of the Dayong Dynasty? Why did his death push Emperor Jiang Wu to the top?]
"Ba"
Bai Su suddenly put the test paper in the history book.
Her breathing was rapid, and her fingertips deformed the history book. Her rounded fingernails were white and her long eyelashes drooped, covering her trembling pupils.
**
"Do you want me to accompany you?" Ji Shaojun saw Bai Zi going out from afar, so he walked out of the door and explained, "It's a lot of here."
Shen Qing and the others don’t remember the road.
Bai Su reached out and put on the hat of the sweatshirt and shook his head.
"As soon as he saw that she seemed a little silent, and guessed that she might have slowed down because the Bai family was in a bad mood, "Don't go far, call me if you can't find the way, be careful."
"good."
Bai Feng walked out along the original path. She had a good memory. Although the road was complicated, she would never forget it even after walking it.
In the past, many maps were drawn by her when she marched.
"Two pieces." The middle-aged man at the convenience store on the street gave her mineral water, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel around his neck, "Little girl, aren't you from this piece?"
She looks very good, has a special temperament, and her outstanding figure is obviously different from ordinary people. The boss can tell at a glance that she is not from here.
This Qingshui Street is an old city with a bluestone road more than three meters wide. There are gambling halls and black market bars at the end of the street, and it is mixed with fish and dragons.
One kilometer further ahead is even more complicated, the two countries have a border.
Eight, no matter where the area is, it is not uncommon even if someone disappears.
Bai Zi nodded, and she scanned the code for Huami mobile phone and paid, and her eyes fell on the huge banyan branch next to the store.
The banyan tree is in a temple in front, and the low houses next to it are all covered with thick branches.
The three-meter-long street was lazily crossed by a branch.
There are several red silk hanging on it.
"The tree god is over 1,300 years old," the owner continued to move the boxes piled up outside the store. When he saw the white squid looking at the banyan tree, he explained, "It is our guardian god. If you want to see it, you can walk forward two times.
Step by step, we will enter the main entrance and be our tree temple.”
Her long white hair fell from the side, and she leaned against the wall to look at the trunk, with a bit of laziness in her eyes: "It's been more than a thousand years."
I felt a few gazes next to me.
The shop owner put down a box of things, turned around, and couldn't help but squeeze the towel hanging around his neck.
Several people appeared on the street. It was not too hot, but the leader was wearing a white vest.
The white vest approached and didn't care.
But after looking at Bai Zi's delicate face that made people want to conquer, he took a cigarette from the boss's store and asked the boss, pulling out one and biting it: "Who is she?"
The boss was stunned for a moment and said nervously, "She is my niece."
"You have an egg's niece!" The white vest sneered, kicked him away, and approached the white squid.
The boss was kicked aside, "There are people patrolling these two days, yeah, you..."
Several younger brothers surrounded him. They were obviously very familiar with this scene, and did not take Bai Zi seriously. They stood aside and smiled at the farce.
Bai Zi glanced at Bai’s vest and said, “Look for me?”
Her heart was thrilled by her eyes and she strides forward.
He looked up and down at Bai Shi, his eyes were like a sticky poisonous snake, and he lit the cigarette: "Do you know if you have to pay the protection fee when you come to Qingshui Street?"
"Protection fee?" Bai Sheng bounced away the leaves floating to her shoulders calmly.
She turned her head and smiled, as if there were stars in her eyes.
Sweet and well-behaved.
It makes people feel conquered.
"Yes." The white vest was unbearable and reached out to touch Bai Zi's face.
In just one breath, Bai Zi twisted up the empty bottle and smashed it into the trash can.
When he turned sideways, he reached out to pinch the white vest's arm, and folded the man's arm with great force, grabbed his hair with his back hand. The white vest screamed and wanted to resist, but was poured onto the wall behind him!
With a "bang", his head was smashed hard towards the wall!
Blood immediately oozed out of his forehead.
The white vest was so distressed that his facial features were twisted. He was frightened to find that he could not move, so he could only stare at her with wide eyes, "You..."
Bai Zi grabbed his hair with her hands, and she smiled lazily, while using huge thrust to force his head to hit the wall again!
"Bang--"
Another sound, more blood flowed out, and the white vest had a golden flower, and she had lost the ability to resist.
It's like a rabbit that can be pinched and rolled flat.
No one doubted her skills. The white vest was the one they could beat the most, so they became the eldest brother. The three younger brothers next to her shrank aside.
Bai Zi retracted her gaze.
Turning attention back to the white vest.
She was actually a little curious about what the cigarettes that a bunch of people in this world smoked.
Bai Su took away his cigarette box in the frightened gaze of the white vest and slowly pulled out one from it.
Her bright red lips gently bit the cigarette butt, and her eyelashes drooped casually. The little brother next to her immediately came up to light the fire for her.
The girl's hair was a little messy, and thin smoke was spitting out of her mouth. One hand was loose and holding the cigarette, her fingers were shiny white, clean and slender. The other hand lazily grabbed the hair of the white vest, and the blood was passing through.
His face hit the ground drop by drop, and she slugged the ashes lazily: "Then-"