——What? She was in the international class before?? (confused face)
——How did she get in?
——Everyone, listen to me, the second squadron was the worst, being forced to tow an aircraft carrier
——Student Committee of Class 2: I’m so annoyed that the grades of our liberal arts class are dragged down by her. This time it’s even better. We got zero points in the test. She cheated all by herself and all of us in the class were laughed at.
——Bai Shaoqi replied to the second class academic committee: My sister has gone to Xiangcheng
This is a screenshot of everything.
The original owner did not add Bai Shaoqi's WeChat account, nor did he add Song Min's.
The dog friend then sent a message to Bai Qian: [I was so angry that she deliberately replied to the second-class academic committee message. Everyone went crazy. What happened? Are you really in Xiangcheng?]
Bai Qian: [As you can see, people are in Xiangcheng]
Dog Friend: [Are you an idiot? Go to that nook and cranny? 】
Dog friend:【???】
Bai Qian: [[smile]]
Dog Friend:【You smile at me?】
Miss Bai doesn't quite understand modern people's smiles.
She put a question mark and returned to Qiandu to search for topics she was interested in.
Ji Heng does not live in the community, but lives on Qingshui Street.
In the undeveloped slums of Xiangcheng, there is a large area of bungalows, which are dark and damp. Outside is a block, a bar zone, and at the end of the street there are bars and black markets. It is very chaotic.
The river facing Qingshui Street is the border between the two countries.
This area is particularly chaotic, and the police dare not intervene in most situations.
Today, we can see a few police officers wandering around, with a small bulge on their waists showing their guns.
Ji Shaojun took a look and was surprised: "Is there anyone patrolling today?"
"It was only available during this period." Ji Heng took the pipe and walked towards an alley.
Ji Shaojun nodded, it would be better to have a policeman, at least it would ensure the safety here.
After all, Bai Zian's face is quite dangerous in this area.
The alleys here are narrow and dark, with cobblestone roads, and there are piles of garbage that have not been cleaned up at the corners. Black water will occasionally squeeze out when you step on the stone slabs under your feet. It is a completely different world from the brightly lit North City.
Bai Zian was very quiet along the way and did not comment on the conditions here.
After going around several alleys, we finally arrived at Ji Heng's residence. There were low bungalows nearby. Ji Heng took out the key and opened the door of a small courtyard.
The yard is not big, with a plane tree planted in the middle and a stone table and a well under the tree.
Ji Heng took out his cigarette stick and pointed to the room on the right, "That's the room your mother lived in before. You can sleep there. The conditions are like this. If you don't get used to it, go back to Bai's house."
After saying that, Ji Heng turned around and entered his room.
Ji Shaojun smiled comfortingly at Bai Qian. 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 kept and cleaned.
Bai Zian opened the suitcase, took out a pile of books and placed them on the desk by the window.
"Aji, you..." Ji Shaojun thought that the box contained her clothes or girls' cosmetics, but he didn't expect that it was a box full of books. He was stunned for a while and then whispered, "You don't have to worry about school.
We will find a way."
He went out to find Ji Heng.
Bai Zian leaned on the table with his legs bent and flipped through the book, pulling out the mathematics he was most interested in to read.
Switching from mathematics to geography and politics, and then to English, English was the language she least wanted to read. She flipped through it briefly before looking at the last one——
history.
If the original owner studies literature, he will have history.
It took about five minutes before she took out one of the history books. A test paper fell to the ground with her hand. She bent down and picked it up casually, but her eyes touched an exercise question on it——
[20. Briefly describe Liang Zewen’s tax system and what impact it had on the Changzhi years of the Dayong Dynasty? Why did his death push Emperor Jiang Wu’s seizure of the throne to its peak? 】
"Snapped--"
Bai Zian suddenly tucked the test paper into the history book.
She was breathing rapidly, pinching the history book out of shape with her fingertips. Her round fingernails were white, and her long eyelashes drooped, covering her trembling pupils.
**
"Do you want me to go with you?" Ji Shaojun saw Bai Qian going out from a distance, so he walked out of the door, and then explained, "It's quite winding here."
Shen Qing and the others don't remember the road.
Bai Xian stretched out his hand to buckle the hood of his sweater and shook his head.
"Sure," Ji Shaojun saw that she seemed a little silent, guessing that she might be in a bad mood because of the Bai family, so he softened his voice, "Don't go too far, call me if you can't find your way, and be safe."
"good."
Bai Zian walked outside along the original path. She has a good memory. Although the road is complicated, she will never forget it once she walks through it.
She drew many maps during previous marches.
"Two yuan." The middle-aged man at the canteen on the street gave her the mineral water and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the towel around his neck. "Little girl, you are not from here, are you?"
She has great looks, a special temperament, and an excellent body shape that is obviously different from ordinary people. The boss can tell at a glance that she is not from here.
This Qingshui Street is in the old city. It is a bluestone road more than three meters wide. At the end of the street there are gambling halls and black market bars, a mixture of good and bad.
One kilometer further on, it's even more complicated, as the two countries meet the border.
8. Regardless of the zone, it is not uncommon for people to disappear.
Bai Xian nodded. She scanned the QR code with her Huami phone to pay, and her eyes fell on the huge banyan tree next to the store.
The banyan tree is in a temple in front, and the low houses next to it are all covered by thick branches under the crown.
The three-meter-long street was lazily spanned by a branch.
There are also several red silk threads hanging on it.
"The tree god is more than 1,300 years old." The shop owner continued to move the boxes piled up outside the store. Seeing Bai Zian looking at the banyan tree, he explained, "He is our protector god. If you want to see it, you can go two steps forward."
Step forward, and after entering the main entrance, you will find our tree temple.”
Her long white hair hung down from the side. She leaned against the wall and looked at the tree trunk, with a bit of laziness in her eyes: "It's been more than a thousand years."
I felt some eyes on me from the side.
The shopkeeper put down a box of things, turned around, and involuntarily tightened the towel hanging around his neck.
Several people appeared on the street. It was not a very hot day, but the leader was wearing a white vest.
The man in the white vest approached, but he didn't care at first.
But after taking a look at Bai Qian's delicate face that made people want to conquer him, he casually took a pack of cigarettes from the boss's shop, asked the boss, took out one and bit into it: "Who is she?"
The boss was stunned for a moment and said nervously, "She is my niece."
"You have a niece!" Bai Zhi sneered, kicked him away, and approached Bai Xian.
The boss was kicked aside, "There have been patrols these two days, you guys..."
Several young men gathered around him. They were obviously very familiar with this scene, and they didn't pay attention to Bai Zian. They stood relaxed and laughed at the farce.
Bai Zang glanced at Bai Zang's vest, "Looking for me?"
The white vest made her heart skip a beat when she saw it, and she strode forward.
He looked Bai Qian up and down, his eyes like a sticky snake, and lit the cigarette: "Did you know that you have to pay protection fees when you come to Qingshui Street?"
"Protection money?" Bai Qian calmly flicked away the leaves that were floating to his shoulders.
She tilted her head and smiled, her eyes seemed to have stars.
Sweet and well-behaved.
It makes people want to conquer.
"Yes." Bai Wei couldn't bear it, and reached out to touch Bai Xian's face.
In this moment, Bai Zian twisted up the empty bottle and threw it into the trash can.
When he turned sideways, he reached out and pinched the outstretched arm of the white vest. A strong force broke the man's arm, and grabbed his hair with his backhand. The white vest screamed and tried to resist, but was pushed headfirst into the wall behind him!
There was a "bang" sound, and his head was hit hard against the wall!
Blood immediately seeped out from his forehead.
The white vest was so painful that his facial features were distorted. He was horrified to find that he couldn't move. He could only stare at her with wide eyes, "You..."
Bai Xian grabbed his hair, she smiled lazily, and used a huge push to hit his head against the wall again!
"boom--"
There was another sound, more blood flowed out, the white vest's eyes flashed, and he had lost the ability to resist.
Like a rabbit that can be rounded and flattened by anyone.
No one doubted her skills. Bai Wei was the best one in their group, so she became the eldest brother. The three younger brothers next to her cowered aside.
Bai Zian withdrew his gaze.
His attention turned back to the white vest.
She was actually a little curious about the taste of cigarettes smoked by a lot of people in this world.
Under Bai Shit's horrified gaze, Bai Zian took away his cigarette case and slowly pulled out a cigarette from it.
She gently bit the cigarette butt with her bright red lips, her eyelashes lowered casually, and the boy next to her immediately came up to light the cigarette for her.
The girl's hair was a little messy, and a thin layer of smoke came out of her mouth. She held the cigarette loosely in one hand, and her fingers were shiny white, clean and slender. The other hand lazily grabbed the hair of the white vest, and blood flowed down it.
His face hit the ground drop by drop, and she flicked the ashes lazily: "Then--"