The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 144 Junior Sister, I'm Ashamed
The sun dispelled the coldness from her body, Hua Wei stopped where she was, and spread out the note written to her by the manager of the beverage store in her hand.

There are no obstacles in the way ahead, and you still have to walk your own way.

She tore up the light yellow sticky note without hesitation, and gave it the final destination in the recyclable bin on the side of the road.

The afternoon sun was still warm, and the temperature was vastly different from the day Shi Su left.

She raised her hand to catch the ginkgo leaves falling from the air, with a rare relief on her lips.

——Junior Sister, do you still love to eat snail noodles this year?Why don't you, sister, make some milk tea for you?

Sitting on the lab roof that night waiting for the results, she looked at Shisu's favorite snail powder in the past, and finally discovered that there is an emotion in the world called 'regret'.

This emotion is different from her not being able to get the last piece of sauerkraut fish, and it is different from her not being able to get the last trial quota of the Prisoner's Land; this emotion is full of powerlessness and pain.

At that time, she really felt how terrible it was because of the difference between her emotions and desires and normal people, and she lost her important fellows.

——Junior Sister, I am ashamed.

She saw in Song Qi the same ending as Shi Su in the future, the light could not shine into the gate of darkness, and the growing flowers of evil devoured the land, turning the innocent youth into her nourishment.

The status of Professor Hua in the Seventh District is sensitive, and various regulations are advising her not to be troublesome.

However, she no longer wanted to make the same mistakes again.

Some mistakes are made once.
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Nanlian Private School is located in Xunan, Xucheng. The school covers almost one-seventh of the land in Xunan. Since the school was established, it was merged from several major schools, so it was named Nanlian Private School.

But at that time, Yusong Private School was not as famous as it is now. On the contrary, there were more rumors about the bad school at that time.

The success of Yusong Private School today is not due to high-level reflections and changes in teaching methods; it is due to a student named Yan Ziping decades ago; Stereotypes have changed the school's admissions rules for many years and laid a solid foundation for subsequent development.

And Fu Dou's original name was Yan Ziping.

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"Hi! Qu Xiaolin, you're lying there secretly listening to music again, aren't you?"

During the 10-minute break between classes, Jiang Hongfeng purchased food from the school supermarket non-stop, but he didn't know that his buddy who was walking without strength just now was listening to the song leisurely with headphones on.

Can this be tolerated?
Adhering to the first principle that a dead friend should not die a poor one, he picked up the white bread in the bag and threw it at his buddy; who would have thought that the next second Qu Xiaolin raised his head with a mournful face, and accurately caught the one that almost hit him. face bread.

"Brother, how many lives do I have? Dare to listen to the song," he picked up his mobile phone screen and showed it to Jiang Hongfeng, "I haven't memorized the English article arranged by Lao Zhangtou yesterday, the next section is his Class is over, so I don't have to hug Buddha's feet temporarily."

His friend looked at him with great joy, he stuffed the snack bag between the two seats, and mysteriously leaned forward and pulled his friend's earphones, and said in a low voice: "Did you hear that when school was over yesterday? There was a murder case in the alley opposite Qingqing's milk tea shop, I heard that several police cars and ambulances came."

Qu Xiaolin tore open the bread bag and took a bite: "I heard that, who doesn't know about such a big movement."

(End of this chapter)