Thanks to hcaizx for the tip. 2 more today. Tomorrow's holiday is over, and there are not many manuscripts saved, so I can only resume a normal update tomorrow.

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The system says: [Although the host does not build yì to frequently brush the progress on the same face-slapping object, but in view of the fact that the onlookers are different every time, the progress of this task is valid. Current mission progress is 13/999. 】

In two days, I brushed 4 points of progress from Huang Xiaodai's body, which was converted into an average of half a day, Qu Qi looked at Huang Xiaodai's suffocated face behind her, quietly made a V-shaped gesture, and left the school with her schoolbag under the gaze of a group of students.

Fu Yuke is gone, but Huang Xiaodai is still there.

In two days, Qu Qi used the same incident to slap Huang Xiaodai in the face in public four times, and each time it was wonderful, so that the audience was amazed and forgot to return.

With such a targeted behavior, if you didn't know that Huang Xiaodai had played Qu Qi's piano in the art show, it is estimated that the public opinion in the school should be biased towards Huang Xiaodai's side.

"There are still 2 points of progress to get another stat value. Qu Qi calculated, feeling happy.

[Yes.] Come on, host!]

There is nothing that makes the system feel happier than the host starting to brush the task seriously, but at the same time, the system also has to give further advice: [However, there is always a time when the progress of Huang Xiaodai's face slap is counterproductive if she is too diligent in consumption. Host, it's time for you to target other people in the face. 】

Qu Qi also has a plan for this, but there are few people in the face slap objects she binds. The midterm exam is coming up next month, and Qu Zhen goes back to her room to review her book as soon as she finishes eating every day, and she has no idea where to start.

Fu Yuke is gone.

Cousins and cousins are not in an active range.

Zhao Yangxia...... Although both of them were in school classes, she hadn't seen Zhao Yangxia in the past few days. Besides, she didn't want to face him that much.

Therefore, there is only one Huang Xiaodai left, who has become the most unlucky and ready-made object.

It's a pity that Huang Xiaodai didn't know that she had become an important person now, and she was secretly glad that the principal had been replaced, and the amnesty didn't need to be remembered in the world, but where did she know that the big mistake was not remembered, and her face was lost among her classmates again and again.

As soon as he stepped out of the school gate, Qu Qi was blocked by someone.

When I looked up, I was quite familiar, and I had only seen it two days ago.

Beckham Plane Chief, Lei Zihong.

"Hi, classmate Qu, right?" While greeting, Lei Zihong waved his hand at her.

"Hello. Mr. Lei. ”

The system suddenly sounded: [Good product. 】

"Huh?" Qu Qi didn't comprehend the system's words for a while.

[The man in front of you is a good product. 】

Lei Zihong, Jiapin, Qu Qi couldn't help but look at it again, to be honest, he didn't see where the watershed was.

The girl in front of Lei Zihong looked at herself, and couldn't help but straighten her back, "Classmate Qu, I don't know if I have time to say a few words to you?"

Qu Qi thought about it for a few seconds and readily agreed.

"I'll treat you to something. Lei Zihong turned around to see if there was a café or something nearby, but unfortunately, except for food stalls and small noodle restaurants around Lizhi Middle School, there was no high-grade café or tea room at all.

Lei Zihong, who is a good product, was also stumped for a while, and wanted to take the little girl to the city center?

Not going to unsafe places with strangers, especially drinking drinks, has always been the primary safety taboo for girls. In addition, seeing that Lei Zihong was troubled, Qu Qi simply pointed to the milk tea shop in front of him.

"Let's go to the bubble tea shop in front. With that, she took the lead and led the way.

Lei Zihong didn't recognize it, so he had to follow.

Although the bubble tea shop is small, the business is good, especially after school hours, there are many students who come to buy milk tea. But fortunately, they were all bought and taken away, and there were still empty seats in the store.

Lei Zihong drank Huaxiaguo's bubble tea for the first time in his life, nested in a small milk tea shop, sitting on a plastic stool, with a few yuan a cup of bubble tea on a folding table in front of him, and he was still wearing a suit, which was completely incompatible with the store environment.

He felt wonderful, and a little distressed. Looking at Qu Qi on the other side biting the straw and taking two sips, his own cup didn't move, he didn't like milk tea drinks too much, and it was the first time in his life to invite the opposite sex to drink such a cheap drink.

Fortunately, this is in Huaxia, if it is seen by classmates and friends in the United States, they will definitely be able to laugh until the New Year.

Qu Qi quenched her thirst after two sips and put down the milk tea, curious about what the other party was going to say to herself. But seeing that the other party's brows were so entangled that he just looked at the milk tea in front of him, he couldn't help but remind him: "What are you going to say to me?"

Lei Zihong was pulled back to his thoughts, and then he remembered the purpose of his trip, "Fu Yuke has applied to join our school's college preparatory department, do you know this?"

"I know. "The system has already told her, and it has spread all over the school in the past two days.

"Don't you want to be like her?"

Qu Qi shook his head without thinking about it.

Lei Zihong couldn't help but be curious: "Why?" Other people's children sharpened their heads and wanted to enter, but she shook her head directly without even thinking about it.

"Who would want to be like a thief who steals someone else's work without permission. ”

Lei Zihong: "......"

"I mean, don't you want to be like her in our pre-college program. ”

In the past two days, Lei Zihong has nothing to do in the academic forum of Lizhi Middle School, and then watched the program of Qu Qihui again, the more he watched, the more he felt that this student could, should be taken to the Conservatory of Music to teach well, and he recommended him to admit, maybe in the future he can get the title of Bole of a certain master.

It's a little exciting to think about.

But Qu Qi's answer was the same as just now, "I don't want to." ”

"Why?" Lei Zihong's voice raised an octave from just now.

"First, I'm not here. Second, my family can't afford it. Third, I have read your school's introduction, and English scores are a hurdle. Fourth, I don't want Fu Yuke to plagiarize my music again in the future. "The main thing is money and English scores.

After knowing that Fu Yuke and The Juilliard School were going to cooperate, Qu Qi specially checked on the Internet, and then was first shocked by the school's requirements, and then was stunned by the tuition fees for studying abroad.

If you don't want to pay for tuition, you can apply for a scholarship, but it's difficult. I can't get into the scholarship, and the cost of studying abroad is scary. Qu Qi knew the hardships of making money in her previous life, and she also knew the economic situation of her family, so she would not be stupid and hot-headed by the person in front of her.

Qu Qi listed four points, but Lei Zihong only noticed the last one.

He deeply regretted this, "The cooperation with Fu Yuke is the decision of the college, and I am only responsible for the submission of the agreement. What you mentioned about her plagiarizing your music is not part of our cooperation. ”

Moreover, he will not obstruct the cooperation because of her one-sided words, after all, this is a one-sided statement.

Speaking of this, Lei Zihong expressed his opinion of Qu Qi, "I think you are a gifted child, you have talent, why don't you choose someone to help you guide it correctly? Believe me, you deserve the violin." ”

Although Lei Zihong said sincerely, Qu Qi had nowhere to complain.

The system couldn't help but say something cool: [Maybe the host can choose to take a basic violin course. 】

"Go aside, what's wrong with this spare money? Her goal is not to become a musician.