Jiang Qi felt that before creating a big career, he needed to have an in-depth communication with his golden finger.

'I'm not your golden finger. ’

Panda disagrees with her.

And she had a glimmer of hope for it: 'Why? Because as you told me before, you can't change your fate lightly, otherwise you will be punished by the Heavenly Dao? ’

There is no shortage of such settings in many fantasy novels, mainly because Goldfinger is too rebellious, and there are fewer places for the protagonist to develop. Conquer the universe from the beginning, so what's the fun? The coolness of the upgrade stream is not to dominate, but to pretend and capture the treasure before domination.

'You want me to help mortals?' I am also a panda with requirements and pursuits. ’

Tell me about it. ’

'Long hair is big │ wavy. ’

Although this answer made Jiang Qi want to slam the panda against the wall, the request it made was not too harsh, so she asked, "Only one request? Then tomorrow I will start to grow long hair, and when it grows, I will perm curly hair. ’

The next second, she could feel her flat chest being glanced at critically: "No, it's three requirements, long hair, big waves, and waves." ’

‘……’

Jiang Qi grabbed the panda full of dirty thoughts with an expressionless face, and lifted the bed curtain: "Tongtong, are you going to take a bath?" Help me take this panda to the coin-operated laundry and wash it, it's dirty. ”

'You, you, you, you, you, you, this is a crime! ’

"Okay,, this thing looks like a ghost."

With some disgust, Tongtong picked up Panda's little short legs, hung them upside down, and stuffed them into a plastic dish full of bath towels, soap, and shampoo.

Jiang Qi smiled: "Thank you!" ”

Half an hour later, the wet Panda was caught by a wooden tong by the tail and hung on the balcony with his roommates' underwear to dry: 'You are murdering a national treasure......

'Oh. ’

Jiang Qi didn't really want to pay attention to this blind panda that sold cute, mainly because it was not cute.

Since the opening of the Haijiao community and Jinjiang, her daily workload has increased, and the popularity of Haijiao cannot be wasted, she has adopted a compromise method to reduce her workload - she opened a theme post, and every once in a while she picks out the experiences in fan letters and writes them, most of which are unfinished, similar to the future 'South American Spit Bad' model.

She tries to pick out some controversial experiences, such as

[I got married and found out that my husband slept with my mother-in-law every night, it feels weird, am I too careful?] ]

[What should I do with my miserable life after marrying my husband in the north?] ]

[I want to form an anti-coriander coalition, what do you think?] ]

Jiang Qi may just throw bricks, but Haijiao is full of talents, and the collision of ideas will inevitably produce interesting angles, but it is better to be able to sort out it with systematic and attractive words - this makes her pick up the cheap, she picks up the jade fragments, adds her own opinions, makes a long picture and posts it in the post, easy to read, and even sorts out a compressed dehydration package every five issues, which can be described as a one-stop service.

Her popularity and popularity are never willing to let the by-products divert from her.

Gradually, there is a group of regular fans, chasing her updates like a serial, her posts are always high, and some people even lobby her to compile the content of her posts into a book - Jiang Qi politely refused.

Just kidding, most of the content of the post comes from fan contributions, all of them are flesh-and-blood people, not that she has a conscience, what if these people see that she has made money and want to discredit her? Although she has no shortage of sunspots, since her posts have been on fire, there are often people who open another post to provoke her to fight for the top position, but it often quickly sinks into it.

There is only one way to monetize popularity and conform to the most basic morality, which is to learn to receive advertisements like the marketing accounts of later generations, and wait for Weibo to appear a year later, it will be easy to do, she will become the first person to eat crabs, and now these people who are chasing her posts are the first cash cow she transferred to Weibo.

Thinking of this, when faced with some mentally handicapped postes, Jiang Qi calmed down a lot.

Who is going to have trouble with money?

On the other hand, the steady work and rest and moderate exercise did make her whole person look much healthier, the dark circles under her eyes that had been stayed up late in the past were much lighter, and even her pale face was a little more red and bloody, maybe it was really useful to increase her physique points in a thousand machine boxes, and after she woke up, she found that she could hold on to a longer distance in the morning run, and she was no longer panting like a cow,

As if he was changing for the better, Jiang Qi chose to go home on Sunday.

Thinking about her mother's return to the pot, she didn't make any surprise raids, and called early to inform herself that she was about to return home - the older the person, the more she found that the surprise could be avoided, otherwise it was easy to be happy and sad, and turn the surprise into a fright.

It's been a long time since I've been back.

The old house that Jiang's mother worked hard to save for most of her life to buy is actually not beautiful, not even spacious, with two bedrooms and one living room, like dried tofu. The house in this year is not expensive compared to the inch of land in the future, but it has enough to empty the savings of a low-level laborer. Of course Jiang Jingguo wants this house, not to mention appreciation, although this house is old, the location is good, it is a school district house, and it is sold at a high price, and most parents are willing to take over at a high price.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qi's eyes couldn't help but heat up.

As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by the smell of meat in the room, mixed with the aroma of fried chili peppers, so fascinated that she quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, changed into household slippers, rushed to the kitchen, hugged her chubby and short mother from behind, so big, raised her with both hands, how did she lose so much weight that she was skinny?

Jiang Qi was ashamed to find that she couldn't remember.

"Mom, I'm back."

Mother Jiang was startled: "Ouch, you child, you walk like a cat, I didn't even notice that you came back, the meal hasn't been cooked yet, you go to the living room and sit for a while and wait." ”

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"You will use the microwave oven to thaw, the baby who does not divide the grains, and I want to help my mother," said this, Jiang's mother smiled all over her face, and reached out and pinched her daughter's face: "Okay, okay, go sit and wait for eating." ”

Seeing that her mother was determined not to let her help, she had to go back to the living room and sit and watch TV - indeed, as she said, Jiang Qi was a person who couldn't cook at all, and then her mother died, she would rather order takeout than cook by herself, and she just wanted to lie on the sofa after work every day, open the refrigerator and take out a bucket of ice whiskey to add ice to it, which has exhausted her strength.

When the food was cooked, she ran into the kitchen and insisted that she should bring out the dishes and rice by herself, and her mother only had to sit down and eat.

"Qiqi, why did you suddenly think of going home?"

As if thinking of some bad things, a touch of melancholy jumped between her eyebrows: "Is it that you don't get along well with your classmates, you are bullied, and you don't want to stay in the dormitory?" You haven't been very good at getting along with people since you were a child, and then you ...... You also know that although your mother is incapacitated, if you are wronged, you must tell your mother. ”

"No, I have a very good relationship with my roommate, and they invited me to eat fried rice cakes before, their family runs a restaurant, and it's delicious, and, Mom, you see that my face is ruddy and red, which looks like being bullied, and I am a heartthrob wherever I go."

Jiang's mother looked at her suspiciously, she was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, so she took the initiative to rub her face, kneading it like a dough, which was very funny, which made Jiang's mother laugh, but also dispelled her doubts: "Mom knows that you are not wronged, so I can rest assured, you, although my mother misses you, but I still study more on weekdays, don't leave my homework behind." ”

In my mother's heart, there is no difference between college and junior high school and high school, you have to study diligently, what makes your roommate take the roll call on her behalf, she can't fall in love with class, and playing with her mobile phone in class is simply unimaginable for her who has never been to school, and it is painful - when she was young, she wanted to have a chance to go to school.

There's an old saying that you'll know when you're older.

Yes, there are too many things that you really have to experience to know.

No matter how much advice you listen to, how many books you read, it's useless, you should suffer, you should hit the wall, and you will still be covered in blood.

In the face of the harassment of her ex-husband, Jiang's mother once gritted her teeth and yelled at him with a kitchen knife, she asked for money or not, she wanted to die, she was not afraid that your brother would lose his official position, although she came to harass, she ran to the capital and hit her head in the downtown with the paper.

This uneducated woman used her only market wisdom and the courage to die in exchange for several years of peace.

And Jiang Qi at that time always felt that her mother was not decent enough, why couldn't she give in to her father? She really wants a complete home.

By the time she understood, her mother was gone.

"Mom, I'm going to have a chance."

Jiang Qi raised her eyes, she was always hippie and smiling, full of low-level fun, and occasionally dabbled in elegant philosophy ♀, but in her mother's affairs, she was serious and awe-inspiring like a protagonist who could really shoulder the task of rebelling against the sky, and could control her own destiny.

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'Panda! ’

Jiang Qi returned to the dormitory in a hurry, and the first thing he said was to call in his mind that she was not very qualified, maybe because she was not charged with money and was very weak because of the golden finger, and the latter didn't even bother to vomit: "You are in such a hurry to find me, can you relieve me first?" I'm going to get my head bleeding. ’

She smiled awkwardly and freed it from the pile of underwear, pressing it in passing: 'You should have cotton wool inside.' ’

"Hey, you earthlings, you don't have a sense of humor at all," seeing that there was no one around, the doll jumped on Jiang Qi's bed very arrogantly, with its simple and rough design, it was actually able to make a vivid action of picking feet, which shows that the copycat product also has a flexible side: "Say, what's the matter?" ’

"Nowhere to Run" is almost over, her inspiration is at the end of her life, and she needs a new meme.

She took a deep breath and said, 'I want to survive. ’

In her consciousness, she was silent for a second, and the panda doll with an embroidered expression looked at her quietly, with a gentle and tolerant look with a hint of surprise: "Do you know that when you say this, it's like a wage earner saying 'I want to work overtime', which will make me want to pour holy water on you." ’

'Why?' ’

'I suspect you're a ghost. ’

‘……’

'OKOK, don't throw me in the washing machine anymore, although I have a spiritual energy to protect my body, it's hard to turn it into a comfortable massage, why did I suddenly become dedicated?' ’

Jiang Qi recounted the reason, and Panda muttered: "I don't mind if you rush to do coolies for me, but you also have to do what you can, keep using thousands of boxes, and experience other people's lives, which will be a great burden on your spirit. ’

She reluctantly took this sentence as a concern, and nodded: "I have my own measure. ’

Mentally made a big burden? If you start over and live mediocre and mediocre, then you are really sorry for everyone. She has a wide heart, and can look at the memories poured into her mind in the third person, except for the seasickness at the beginning, she doesn't feel that uncomfortable.

'Well, then I'll put you to sleep tonight.' ’