Chapter 7: Helping Brothers?

The sponsor of this year's literary contest is Hengrui Group, which is one of the world's leading consortiums, with a wide range of business and generous prizes.

Qin Jiaming, the male protagonist of this novel, is the illegitimate son of the major shareholder of Hengrui Group, who was assassinated from birth, and lived in several countries and cities, and was found every time.

The majority shareholder simply went the other way, not allowing him to go to the developed area and throwing him into this inconspicuous county. Qin Jiaming and Bai Ruyue's sweet and abusive love begins.

There are several communities under construction in the county that are being developed by Hengrui Real Estate, and most of the time this bold literary contest is held to build momentum for the opening.

"Today is the last day to sign up, and I heard from the teacher that there are only more than 500 people in the youth group, and there are more than 700 people in the youth group. ”

Yang Xiaofang was embarrassed to admit that since she signed up five days ago, she has come to guard every day to see if there are any competitors she knows, and she is well prepared.

"There are people in your class and in our class, by the way, your brother has also registered. ”

"Huh, Xie Guibao?"

Lin Zhifeng saw her nodding, and couldn't decide for a moment whether to laugh out loud or roll her eyes.

As far as Xie Guibao's composition level is concerned, who can't read it and exclaim garbage out loud? He only wants to play games, and his ears don't hear the books of sages, why did he suddenly come to participate in this kind of competition?

"Your mom brought him here, and he signed up on the first day. Yang Xiaofang knew that she had a bad relationship with her family, otherwise she wouldn't have known about the competition until now.

Lin Zhifeng was speechless after hearing this, Wang Tingmei is really in the water, whether she wants to earn bonuses or fight for face, she shouldn't pin her hopes on Xie Guibao, right?

Even if you have to do this, can you just call your two daughters dead?

Xie Zhaodi and Xie Laidi are both in the top ten of their grades, and there are many times when their compositions are used as model essays, and Wang Tingmei doesn't know it. Secretly brought a useless son to sign up, as if he was afraid that his daughter would rob him of everything.

It's disgusting.

"Don't be discouraged, you can't stop it. Yang Xiaofang patted her shoulder very understandingly and sighed quietly.

"You don't know, my mother is still looking for a goddess to tell my third brother's fortune, and recently she turned into a talisman water to force me to drink, saying that she wanted to transfer the third brother's madness to me. ”

"You'd better pour it quietly, that thing is useless, but if you drink it, it will definitely make you sick. Lin Zhifeng knows that superstition in the mortal world is terrible, and superstitious people are even more terrifying. "Your mother is making this trouble, is your third brother serious again?"

"Well, lately he has been saying that he is the reincarnation of the river god, and if he can't stand it, he will jump into the fish pond, and he will go to the pigsty to meditate at night. Alas, in fact, the third brother is quite pitiful. ”

Yang Xiaofang studied in the county and lived in the house of the eldest brother and sister-in-law who got married, and her brother and sister-in-law were very good to her and never gave her a look.

It's just that her mother always came from the countryside to stuff rune paper for her, and once invited a big team to dance for her, and gave her third brother a catastrophe to resist the disaster.

"If you have this money to tell fortunes and ask God, it's better to take a look at the psychiatric department in the city as soon as possible, maybe there is a possibility of cure. "Lin Zhifeng knows that in a godless world, you have to rely on science, and she is not a goddess without knowledge.

"My parents didn't say that my third brother was not sick. My eldest brother is busy with work, and my second brother is working in other places, so he can't protect me. My sister-in-law had the heart to help me, but I was drenched in dog blood several times, not scolded, it was a real dog bloody, alas, suffocated to death. ”

Yang Xiaofang's eyes were red, they were all born in the same belly, why was her life so different?

When she met the sisters of the Xie family, who were also pitiful, she was able to pour out the bitterness in her heart.

If other students were to listen to it as only gossip and jokes, or they would just look incredulous and say, "No, no, no, no, there are still people like this."

"My mother recently borrowed a large amount of money, saying that it was a newly found immortal, and my third brother needs to get married and be happy, as long as he finds the destined person, he can rush it all at once. Do you think this is a human talk? Just like my third brother, isn't it harmful to find someone to marry?"

Lin Zhifeng frowned, and found that things were not simple.

That night in the alley next to KTV, she heard Xie Yaozu say, "Fools don't owe debts, right?" Fools, Third Brother Yang, are in a hurry to get married, and now it's all right.

"Zhao Di, why are you more angry than me? It's okay, my mother will definitely not find anyone to be happy, even the poorest second uncle Wu in the village refuses to cheat his daughter like this. ”

"I'm just angry. Lin Zhifeng inquired casually, "Where did the great immortal you said come from?

"It is said that he traveled from the west, and rented a yard on the side of the mountain, which was the former Uncle Sun's house. ”

Yang Xiaofang didn't notice her intentions, and was still describing the great immortal she saw when she went back one day.

"The old woman in her sixties has a white face and a red mouth, which scares her to death. Painting like that didn't affect her eating melon seeds, I swept for half an hour after she left!"

After Lin Zhifeng wrote it down, he had a more perfect plan in his heart.

At the beginning, she planned to use Aunt Bao to publicize the matter, let the melon-eating crowd spray Xie Yaozu to death, and then there was a double kidnapping of law and morality, and he couldn't sell his daughter if he wanted to.

But that would not cause actual harm to Xie Yaozu, but he would lose a sum of money that he did not have, and he would be beaten by Brother Jinlian again, which was really unforgiving.

Now that I know that the buyer is the Yang family, and I have heard about the "Great Immortal", it is much easier to make him suffer again.

Yang Xiaofang's mother is a well-known fierce woman in the village, six sisters in her mother's family, and often forms a women's army to attack all men, women and children who are not used to it.

They not only splash, but also slander, once they rely on it, they will never stop without cutting the skin.

The topic of the two quickly returned to the game, Lin Zhifeng did not forget to inquire about the situation of the youth group, Yang Xiaofang is worthy of being a person who has observed for five days, and remembers the impressive players clearly.

"The newspaper and the school teachers have signed up, and the competition in the youth group is not small. In their words, it's deep!"

The two sat in the shade of the tree and chatted until almost 12 o'clock, and made an appointment to meet at a fast food restaurant for breakfast on August 8, and then go to the Cultural Palace to compete together.

"I'm going home for lunch, and don't forget to see you at seven o'clock in the morning on the 8th. ”

"Okay, goodbye Eight. ”

Lin Zhifeng waved his hand, turned around and returned the way he came, calling out the sealing system. "What are the topics of the Literature Contest?"

"Host, it's not right to cheat. "Life is not easy, the system sighs. "Why can't the host be good?"

Lin Zhifeng raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "If the answer is wrong, I will give you another chance." ”

The tone is not good, and the system is finished. After a half-second pause, the mechanical voice sounded without a hint of hesitation.

"Topic of the juvenile group: wishes, the number of words shall not be less than 800, except for poetry. Youth Group Topic: The ultimate beauty in my eyes, the number of words shall not exceed 2,000, and there is no limit to the style except poetry. ”

"Got it. Lin Zhifeng adhered to the spirit of throwing it away when it was used up, and sealed it again.