Change your life: I leave my life to God

On Friday morning, Wei Yingxin drove to get the packed jujube cakes. She took a bite and nodded with satisfaction. She opened the trunk. The neatly packed jujube cake boxes with the words Su Ji printed on them were piled up little by little by Da Yan and Chai Yurao in this not-so-small space.

Han Meihui looked at the car in front of her in surprise and reached out to touch the hood: "Teacher Wei, can you drive?"

My ancestor, Liao Cong hurriedly grabbed her paw. Can you touch it casually? Didn't you see the three letters "Don't Touch Me" clearly?

Wei Yingxin replied: "I learned it when I was in college."

Seeing the license plate number of this car, the little rich woman label that Liao Cong had attached to Wei Yingxin was instantly upgraded. Some things can't be bought with just money, but with great wealth. Liao Cong's attitude towards the socialite Wei Yingxin became a little more respectful.

"If there's no room, put it on the back seat." Wei Yingxin had already started eating the second piece, and casually ordered, looking at the full Su Ji box, smiling: "Liao Cong, I bought so much, don't you give me some benefits? Give me a painting of Samoyed!"

"There are no ready-made paintings, they were all given away, let's have it at noon."

Wei Yingxin pouted: "I'm leaving soon, you can give it to me when I come back from vacation, remember, you owe me one!"

Liao Cong hesitated for a moment, shouted to wait, and went to the canteen to get a box of special spiritual water jujube cake: "New flavor, rare ingredients, for the sake of old customers, I'll give it to you."

The effect of the jujube cake with added spiritual water is the same as that of spiritual peach, which can slightly alleviate the torture of heaven's punishment for a certain period of time. For ordinary people, the effect is even more amazing, which can make the eater energetic and accelerate the recovery of injuries.

Wei Yingxin, who was enjoying breakfast, opened the box and immediately looked at Liao Cong. It looked no different from the others, but it lacked the embellishment of preserved fruits. The jujube cakes were packed, so she took it and put it on the passenger seat, and quickly settled the bill with Chai Yurao. It was a pity that the canteen did not accept bank cards, and cash transactions would affect the temperament of a socialite... No wonder there was a thick stack of hundred-yuan bills in the wallet!

"Let's go!" Wei Yingxin smiled and waved to a few people. She had no classes in the morning, so she could be considered to have an early holiday. She got in the car, turned around skillfully, and lowered the window to wave goodbye to Liao Cong and the others.

Han Meihui chirped: "Brother, Teacher Wei's family is so rich!"

"Teacher Wei should just come to our school to experience life." Liao Cong murmured. Just based on the license plate number, Teacher Wei could not have been teaching in a third-rate vocational school. Liao Cong guessed that she might follow her husband and wait to see where the soldier in her family will develop.

And Wei Yingxin is a master's degree, and many teachers in vocational education are still secondary school graduates.

The small Lian City is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

Liao Cong's heart was full of emotion about the class. From ancient times to the present, and even in the future, the class has always existed. The simple words "scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans" are known to those who have been to school, but how can ordinary people imagine how powerful the top class of the pyramid is? Today's scene awakenedLiao Cong's understanding of the power of capital in the future: a mediocre person is bound to a system with many restrictions, so he should just be an ordinary person.

So when Guo Qi, the braided boy, came again at noon and handed over a few photos of the same person being beaten up, Liao Cong did not feel happy, and did not even look at the photos. It was good enough for the matter to end like this, and there was no need to make any more trouble.

The formula was written to Guo Qi, and he promised to teach him if there was anything wrong. Then Liao Cong saw the two stacks of money handed over by Guo Qi, looked up at him, and asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"

Guo Qi's attitude was still respectful: "Nothing else, the 20,000 is the money to buy the formula. If others ask, please say the same thing, Brother Liao, the people in the photos have nothing to do with us."

Liao Cong understood. None of these people who have made it to the top are stupid. It is better to let others know than to let others see. Liao Cong did not refuse and reached out to take the money.

Guo Qi left with satisfaction. Liao Cong looked at the money in his hand and was filled with emotion again. The mind, vision, means, and resources are all possessed by capable people. The process of survival of the fittest is very cruel. Liao Cong feels that if he tries to get in with his brain, he will probably be cannon fodder.

Keep a distance, keep a distance!

Putting the money into his backpack, Liao Cong walked into the classroom slowly. There were only two classes in the afternoon before the holiday. Most of the students came to the classroom with their bags.

Backpacks and suitcases were piled up in front and behind the classroom. Liao Cong was in a sensitive period. He couldn't help but compare the rich and poor gaps of his classmates from the bags. Realizing that he was a little crazy, Liao Cong hurried to the back row to listen to the gossips of Ji Ye and others, so as to change his mind.

"Xiao Zhao, did you take the basketball back?" Lu Yuantao asked while sitting on the desk: "Hey, Ji Ye, who will our class play against in the next round? When will the game be?"

"There are two games next Sunday afternoon. The first game is against the liberal arts class 1, and the second game is not sure whether it will be against the science class 2 or the science class 4. Let's see who wins." Zhao Jiye, the sports committee member, is quite competent. He leaned on Nan Hongpo's shoulder: "Xiao Zhao, practice well. It depends on you and Xiao Lizi. No one else can do it. Alas, if Brother Gou recovers from his illness, it will be safe!"

Shen Xiongfei gently hit Liao Cong: "You usually look strong, why do you get sick all the time?"

Hu Xiao Kai said with a wicked smile: "You don't understand this? Brother Gou has lost his virginity, and his virgin kung fu has broken..."

"The leader should seize the opportunity." Seeing that Liao Cong didn't care, Zhao Jiye crossed his arms and teased: "Take the bus home together and help sister Feiyan carry the luggage. Serve her attentively. Maybe you can really get the moon first. Let you break your kung fu, maybe you can grow taller, right?"

Shen Xiongfei shouted in a childish way: "Horse tramples on flying swallow!"

"Fuck you!" Hu Xiaokai blushed for a rare time, and jumped up and down to knock down Shen Xiongfei and Zhao Jiye. It was obvious that he was angry. Who doesn't like beautiful girls? This action obviously confessed.

Li Xiaoning had a unique laugh and was lying next to Jiang Shilin to tease him. This kid...He stared at Guo Feifei in a trance, and soon he didn't know what sentence had irritated Jiang Shilin. The two chased and played around in the classroom. Whenever they ran to the boys' side, someone would help stop Jiang Shilin from time to time, and cover Li Xiaoning with laughter.

A meal of wine made the people in the two dormitories closer, teasing each other and laughing constantly. This atmosphere also attracted several outgoing girls in the back row to join the chat group. The joy of being funny is the purest civilian atmosphere. Ding Hong and Niu Xiaoliu were amused to blush. Niu Xiaoliu, who was nicknamed "General Niu" because of Mulan's military painting, angrily grabbed the short Hu Xiaokai and the foul-mouthed Shen Xiongfei to fight. Obviously, the slapping sounded, but the two who were beaten laughed even louder. Liao Cong, who was watching the excitement, also felt a lot more relaxed and temporarily forgot the messy thoughts in his mind. People get redder when they are close to red, and being close to laughter can also make people feel happy.

Hu Qianjin's dormitory people also started a chat group. Xu Huizhi was talking about his family's National Day travel plan. He was summarizing the scenic spots and historical sites he had visited before, which ones were beautiful, which ones were fun, and which ones were not worthy of their reputation. What he said was very meaningful and attracted a group of girls.

Wu Junli also pulled Hu Qianjin and others to make plans for a small gathering outside the school during the National Day holiday. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this girl liked Hu Qianjin. Lianshi was naturally the first choice for a gathering. National Day was a national holiday, and there would definitely be many fun and lively activities at that time.

After a month of getting along, the barriers of the original small group were gradually broken, and after integration, a new group based on the dormitory was formed. Zhao Jiye and Yan Yunfei's two dormitories often talked and laughed with a few lively and outgoing girls. Hu Qianjin's dormitory people also often got together with a few other girls who had a good relationship with them. The rest were girls like Shi Xuexia and Guo Feifei who turned a deaf ear to the outside world and only read the books of saints. The core few led the marginal figures who sat on the fence to form these three circles. Perhaps it was because of Liu Haitao's pressure that they could get along peacefully on the surface, and the atmosphere of the entire liberal arts class 4 gradually became harmonious.

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