Xie Ying took the middle school entrance examination, Hu Baozhu was even more nervous than her. She carefully checked the various stationery and admission tickets that Xie Ying brought, and also thoughtfully prepared mineral water and towels for her, as if Xie Ying was not going to the examination room, but going to take a job.

Contest.

On the day of the exam, Xie Ying's family did not wait outside. Hu Baozhu handed in the paper early and was almost the first to rush out of the examination room. Then she waited at the entrance of Xie Ying's examination room. Xie Ying was still packing things in the examination room, so Hu Baozhu left.

The expressions of good sisters are used to judge whether she is doing well in the exam.

Xie Ying said tiredly: "You are more worried than my mother, and my mother just called me last night."

"You are not a classmate with your mother!" Hu Baozhu stamped her feet anxiously: "Xiaoying, you must go to No. 2 Middle School, let's continue to be classmates!"

"If I get into a key class, we won't be classmates!" Xie Ying said mercilessly: "I have inquired with my brother, and there are no sports students in the key class."

"If you enter the key class, I will find a way to go to the class next to you! In short, I just want to be with you." Hu Baozhu almost burst into tears and said pitifully: "Although I am for your brother.

I just wanted to go to No. 2 Middle School, but you also want to go with me! If you don’t go, there will be no meaning at all.”

Xie Ying hugged her good friend: "Be good, we will definitely be together."

After three days of the exam, Hu Baozhu was worried for three days. She was worried that someone would do anything bad - for example, Xie Ying's admission ticket was stolen, Xie Ying's water cup was drugged, etc. Hu Baozhu seemed to have the delusion of being persecuted.

Symptoms, the classmate coughed, and she was worried that it would delay Xie Ying's answering questions.

She is like the best agent, protecting the artist she cherishes most meticulously.

After the exam, the students were packing things in the classroom. Zhu Fangting and her sisters were reunited, sometimes mysterious and sometimes loud. Hu Baozhu clearly heard one of them say--Isn't her father a martyr?

?Even if she fails the exam, the martyrs can bless her to pass!

The "she" here must refer to Xie Ying.

Hu Baozhu can no longer control her power, and Xie Ying was also very sad, but she said calmly: "They are right. My father's reputation has brought me a lot of benefits, so I can't say it yet.

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The group of sisters said again, "How many points do martyrs have to add?...I heard that martyrs' children choose schools at will, so there is no need to take the exam... Stop talking, my grandfather doesn't often appear in the province.

Is it in Taiwan News? Didn’t she let her choose the good schools in the province?... Alas, our school originally had fewer places to get the second middle school entrance exam, and it was really unfair to have someone who had to take over the back door..."

Bang!

A loud noise broke the peace of the classroom. It turned out that Hu Baozhu broke his water cup. Xie Ying was so scared that she trembled all over and suddenly remembered "Water Margin". Before the heroes made trouble, they usually drank a big bowl of wine.

Then smash the bowl to pieces.

With this fall, the momentum will rise.

Hu Baozhu stared at her blood-red eyes and walked to the podium angrily, looking down at the gossiping female classmates, shouting: "Would you like to trade your father's life for ten?"

A girl named Wu Xinlei stroked her hair and said, "Of course I'm willing! Even if I don't give me a share, I don't want to save my dad's life."

...

This won't hurt Hu Baozhu.

Everyone started to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

It was Xie Ying's voice. She almost never spoke to her classmates in such a low and angry tone.

Xie Ying approached the group of gossiping classmates and said, "Wu Xinlei, what kind of person is your father and what kind of person is my father? Don't you know? Are you pretending to be confused? Use me to emphasize it again?"

Wu Xinlei curled his lips and whispered: "Didn't your dad be lucky and saved a few people? You seem to have won the gold medal of avoiding death, and you go sideways."

Hu Baozhu was furious again and almost knocked the table on the podium apart.

Xie Ying asked again: "How much is your life worth? Are you willing to exchange your life for eight lives?"

Wu Xinlei shook her head, disagreed, and even ignored Xie Ying's words. She deliberately turned around and asked Zhu Fangting where she bought her hairpin. But Zhu Fangting was worried about Xie Ying's counterattack, absent-minded and had no confidence in speaking.

"Human life is priceless!" Xie Ying suddenly raised his voice: "My father's life is priceless. He saved the lives of that caravan of people, and their lives are priceless! Don't use your father's value,

Come and belittle my father’s value! Wu Xinlei, remember, my father is a martyr! If you talk nonsense again, then I will sue you for slandering the martyr!”

All the classmates were frightened by Xie Ying's aura. She should be very angry, right? Otherwise, her body wouldn't have trembled so hard. Zhu Fangting was frightened, and she wanted to clarify--she didn't say anything about Xie Qingyi just now

The rumor told Xie Ying not to hurt her by chance. But Xie Ying pointed to the circle of people around her and said, "I remember all of you. If I hear someone insulting the martyrs again, I will call the police immediately.

Don't tolerate it!"

Some people were silly silenced, but as soon as they met Xie Ying's stern eyes, they immediately became timid.

The classroom calmed down. When everyone was exposed, Xie Ying lay on the table and cried sadly: "I don't even know what my father looks like. I miss my father so much, but I have never seen him once.

, Our family doesn't even have a family photo... My father is such a good person, everyone likes him and respects him, but who did he save... Will they be grateful to my father? Still think my father is for them

He deserves it if he dies..."

Xie Ying burst into tears, Hu Baozhu panicked. She was at a loss and simply praised the great hero Xie Qingyi: "Xiaoying, don't the people saved by your father go to your house to send holiday gifts every year? They must be

I am very grateful to your father... When it comes to the great hero Xie Qingyi, the whole country knows that those who are stinky are just jealous of you having a heroic father!... Xiaoying, no matter what others think, Xie Qingyi is the one I admire the most!

He will always be the great hero in my mind. In the future, I will tell him this way if I have children!"

Xie Ying was unmoved, and all the toilet paper on the table was used to wipe her tears and nose.

Hu Baozhu changed her strategy and began to curse the gossiping girls, scolding their names all over. As soon as she started to scold, she became extremely powerful: "The little bastards raised by the bitch are ignorant every day and are full of swearing.

Dust, that is, you, the dove of peace. If they dare to provoke me, I will press their heads into the cesspool to let them taste whether it is feces, urine, or their mouths…”

Xie Ying couldn't help but retching.

Hu Baozhu immediately came up and asked, "Is it okay?"

"That's right!" Xie Ying couldn't help laughing: "You are so beautiful, don't say such ugly words."

"Get orders!" Hu Baozhu saluted a military salute mischievously: "However Xie Ying is happy, you can do whatever she wants!"

"Brother Chen!"

"Um!"

When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.

But no matter who it is.

Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.

Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.

Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.

Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.

Have the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.

Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.
Chapter completed!