The first task, it seems, is not that difficult. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as you ensure two points, first, protect yourself from hanging up in advance, and second, entrust the inheritance clearly.

Regarding the first point, the creek was intended to brake with static. If everything is like in the video, whether the car accident is an accident or not, it should be tomorrow.

There is no discrepancy between the items in the schedule and what you see in the video, Qin Xi is a very punctual person, attending foreign trade fairs from 9 to 11 in the morning, having lunch with Natalie and Jerome at noon, going to the factory from 2 to 5 in the afternoon to check samples and placing orders, and attending a cocktail party held by the consulate of country M from 7 to 10 in the evening.

It's almost eight o'clock now, and Qin Xi is already on his way to the exhibition at this time. The exhibition will be held in the large exhibition hall in the eastern part of the city, and you have to drive through the small half of the city, and it is not too far to travel for half an hour during the rush hour.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxi put down her phone, turned around and walked quickly into the bathroom.

Today is a very busy and grand day, Qin Xi has always been meticulous about her image, since this is the last day of "her", no matter how tight the time is, she must also bathe and change clothes.

The brook entered the shower, turned on the warm water, and carefully washed the white. The walls of the bathroom are pasted with mirrors, and from the mirror, you can see that Qin Xi's figure is well-proportioned, the convex place is convex, the flat place is flat, and he is more than one meter and six meters tall, not tall or short. Straight and smooth long black hair, melon seed face, delicate skin on the face, without a trace of wrinkles and dark spots.

God is really unfair sometimes, and some people are born with beauty and wisdom. Xiaoxi hated to remember that Ling Xiaoxiao had such a low opinion of her soul. Anyway, she is also a bachelor's and master's degree from a key university, although she has not yet obtained her doctoral diploma, but it is only a matter of time. Although she herself admits that she does not look like a sinking fish and a goose, she is absolutely pure and cute. She has always had small freckles on her face, I don't know if she stayed up late on the computer, and her complexion is not so tender and smooth.

Well, shouldn't this depressed patient be getting thinner and thinner, mentally poor, and tormented by world-weary emotions over and over again? Looking at Qin Xi like this, it doesn't look like deep depression at all. Or is this depth not the degree of depression, but the depth of latent depression? Why did you want to commit suicide so early on, but never carried it out, and still work so diligently?

Anyway, the system accidentally captured Qin Xi, and she really didn't want to live anymore, after being hit by a car, she was still struggling with how violent and bloody she died, and she gave her soul just to arrange her death.

But why is there a 24-hour time limit? Is it proposed by Qin Xi, or is it stipulated by the system? Does having a time limit mean that the sooner the better?

Hey, a bunch of questions, and my head is about to explode again. Xiaoxi looked at the mirror, and the "Qin Xi" in front of him was also frowning, and he was worried. With a thud, she couldn't help but laugh. What's there to worry about, in the final analysis, she walked carelessly, and every extra minute of her life was a gift from God.

The creek is almost washed, and after bathing, the body is fresh and natural, with only a faint aroma of French pure natural bath gel.

She took a bath towel to dry the water, put on a bathrobe, and used a hair dryer to dry her hair first. When I opened the closet, I saw a long black and gray suit, and the only few brightly colored dresses were squeezed into the far corner of the closet. In the end, Xiaoxi still took the light gray slim dress that Qin Xi chose, put it on the hanger of the jet iron, and ironed it regularly.

It's not a pleasant experience to spend the morning on an empty stomach. Since it's late, I don't care about the few minutes of breakfast. There was bread, milk and juice in the fridge. The creek slice the bread and put it in the clay driver, and the milk went into the small milk pot and warmed for a minute.

She spread jam on the hot bread and was about to put it in her mouth when her phone rang.

The caller ID was Nathalie, who put down her bread and held up her phone, hesitating to pick it up.

I have the impression that Natalie and Jerome are both French, and the conversation with Natalie is basically English and French. Xiaoxi has learned both languages, English is very proficient, but French, can only be spoken, hehe.

She stubbornly decided to pick it up.

Sure enough, a pleasant female voice came: "Salut, Cici!" (Good morning, Brook!)

Qin Xi's English name is Cicilia, which is neither an English nor a French name, but an Italian name. People who are familiar with her call her Cici directly, and when she pronounces it in Italian, it is similar to the pronunciation of "Qiqi", which is very similar to Xixi.

The brook replied, "Salut, Nathalie! Cava?” (Good morning, Natalie!How are you?)

It's still easy to say hello in French, and these sentence patterns are the most proficient sentences in Xiaoxi's two years of French class.

They said, "Cavabien!Tuviens?"

"Oui!" (yes!) After saying the word, I don't know how to say it in French, and the stream stopped for three seconds, so it might as well say it directly in English. The brook opened its mouth, but before it could say anything, it said in French, "Great, see you in a moment!"

There was a noisy voice on the phone, and it was almost nine o'clock at this time, and the pavilion was about to open, so she was probably quite busy, and to make a long story short, she didn't notice the difference in the creek.

But for Xiaoxi, this is really a brain-racking conversation, and the last sentence is actually guessed. French was learned by Xiaoxi when she was an undergraduate, and it has never been useful since then, and she has not bothered to spend any more time, and now she has almost forgotten it.

Thinking of having lunch with the two French people at noon, the creek was a little big, and Qin Xi's English, French and Italian were quite proficient. It's a pity that this system can't directly add other people's skills to Xiaoxi.

I really can't deal with them, I can only deal with them in English, anyway, when they talk, there are both English and French.

The French like to use French more often, but in China, there are not as many people who are proficient in French as there are people who know English, so basically they are also trying to use English, and only in Qinxi, who also knows French, French is used more.

Xiaoxi tossed all these thoughts aside. After the bread and milk were in the stomach, the skirt was ironed and waited there.

She changed into a long skirt and it fit perfectly. With a long-tailed diamond necklace and studs, Qin Xi originally chose light-colored stiletto heels, but Xiaoxi was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold it, so she gave up, and finally chose a pair of simple flat shoes with the same color of the skirt. Qin Xi is not short, Xiaoxi is used to being a student, and he is very busy today, and under the trade-off, flat shoes are the safest.

Qin Xi's foundation is so good, he still wears makeup when he goes out. Xiaoxi had thought about it with her friends in the dormitory before, so she looked in the mirror, put light makeup on her face, and finally put on rosy lipstick.

Qin Xi's lips are red and his teeth are white, he doesn't wipe lipstick, and his lips are delicate enough, but after he puts on rose red, the whole person becomes more vivid and exquisite.

Creek finally winked in the mirror and smiled, it was time to go out.

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No one is static, I don't know what kind of state of mind I will be in half a year or a year from now?

Actually, if you have a lot of time, it's also a pleasure to write a book, right? I regret that when I used to be very free, I only cared about reading novels every day, but now that I'm busy, I start to squeeze in time to write again. I just kept abusing myself ...