A few days later, Ning Zhiwei received an EMS courier.

"What is this?" Xie Qinan leaned over, saw that Ning Zhiwei had no objection, and took a look, "Copyright registration certificate, and a remittance slip, wow, there are many zeros, is it Mr. Ye?" ”

Ning Zhi nodded slightly and handed her the letter, "After Mr. Ye won the award, he led the team to perform abroad non-stop, so he sent the things over. ”

Last time, Mr. Ye said that she would not suffer a loss, but it turned out that this was what it meant, with Mr. Ye making a name for dance music, coupled with a steady stream of copyright income in the future, it was still her earnings.

"Weiwei, you are developed, you must have a treat."

At this time, everyone in the dormitory was there, and Li Shuang couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is developed?" ”

Xie Qinan explained the cause and effect with both dancing and vinegar, and unsurprisingly got the envious expressions of Li Shuang and Zhou Yi.

"Where do you want to eat?" Seeing that Xie Qi Nanyue was going too far, Ning Zhiwei had to interrupt her performance.

Xie Qinan laughed and rubbed his hands, "What's the matter, you have to invite us to a five-star hotel for a big meal, are you right?" ”

Zhou Yiyi and Li Shuang didn't respond to her eyebrows, the relationship between the two of them and Ning Zhiwei was mediocre, but they didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Ning Zhi glanced at Xie Qinan lightly, and in the latter's flattering laughter, his lips opened slightly, "Yes." ”

Xie Qinan covered her little heart and breathed an exaggerated sigh of relief, it was not easy to beg for food, if it wasn't for the fact that she spent too much money in Panjiayuan last time, she would not have thought about going out to fight tooth sacrifices recently.

But then again, Weiwei's eyes seem to be getting more and more powerful, comparable to X-rays, no matter what careful thoughts are hidden under her eyes, cold and indifferent strange infiltrates.

In order to comfort the frightened little heart, Xie Qinan chose the Roman garden of Wangfujing Hotel, ate a French meal, went to KTV for an afternoon, and then had afternoon tea before reluctantly leaving.

"This is simply the life of a fairy."

After a day of running, Xie Qinan collapsed on the bed in the dormitory after taking a bath, smashing today's happy itinerary, and sighed sincerely.

The corners of Ning Zhiwei's mouth twitched, if the immortal really lived such a life, she would rather not cultivate the immortal. Not to mention the dry and auraless food, Xie Qinan's ghost crying wolf howl, which was out of tune to 108,000 miles, was even more uncomfortable than the magic sound of the Demon Sound Gate.

Suffering and suffering, I really don't know what's good, she followed her master to a Yuanying Da Powerful Mansion as a guest, and what she got was a fairy-like hospitality.

Forget it, she still doesn't care about Xie Qinan, an ignorant little girl, she still has to get rid of the impurities she ate today, she has to come to this one every day, it's really not an ordinary trouble.

At this moment, Li Shuang and Zhou Yi's mood is also very complicated, both of them are from ordinary families, Zhou Yi's family background is even poorer, in the past, the living expenses were counted and spent, today I finally saw the life of rich people, spending money is like running water, the consumption of an afternoon tea is more than their living expenses in a month, under the huge gap, how can there be no ideas in my heart.

In a letter written by Lin Huiyin to Hu Shi, he asked him to persuade Xu Zhimo not to let Beijing's life spoil Xu Zhimo; In a letter to Shen Congwen, Zhang Zhaohe also said that he was spoiled by Beijing. Prosperity and wealth are confusing people's eyes, and it has been an obstacle since ancient times.

Ning Zhiwei looked at the thoughts of the two of them, but he was noncommittal, such an unfirm heart is a taboo for immortal cultivators, naturally she doesn't like her, and the heavy ones are more witful, and they are not as straightforward and cute as Xie Qinan.

Zhang Yuzhe's "charity sale" finally officially started in one weekend after sufficient preparations.

Every club organization has a small stall, Ning Zhiwei was pulled over as a live signboard, in Zhang Yuzhe's words, "this is an advertising effect", she had to sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman, and went out early in the morning to endure the devastation of the cold wind.

Although her body is not invaded by cold and heat, but the cold wind blows on her face is still uncomfortable, she decided to make some windproof charms next, no way, who let the aura of this world be so lacking that it can't even support the aura cover.

Although the weather is cold, it can't stop the fiery passion of the students of Guangzhou, and the charity stalls are set up in the square with the largest flow of people, shouting back and forth, which is more lively than the vegetable market.

It is said that the literati are high, and the boys of the calligraphy club headed by Zhang Yuzhe are more skilled at drilling camps than the people in the business school, and they have simply lost the face of the Chinese department, and Ning Zhiwei has lived for so long, and he has never seen them such a cheeky person.

"Let's take a look, this stall has the original brush of the Chinese department of flowers for sale, and some peripheral products are on sale, the price is affordable, Bao Jun is satisfied, walk by, don't miss it."

Zhang Yuzhe stood at the stall with a pink horn and shouted at the top of his voice, while the other boys were beating gongs and drums on the side, helping to abuse.

And Ning Zhiwei, who was surrounded by the boys behind the stall in the form of stars and moons, had a stiff face the whole time, so cold that she could almost drop ice slag - she had never been so embarrassed in her two lives.

Ning Zhiwei's reputation as a "cold beauty" is outside, and it is rare to have a chance to admire the beauty at this time, and everyone can't care about the cold and the cold, so they all come up, planning to learn from Zhou Youwang's daughter to buy a smile and earn a beauty to review for a while.

Zhang Yuzhe was probably poor in the previous sessions, but this time he had the opportunity to raise his eyebrows, and the black-hearted Cheng dù approached the unscrupulous businessmen in the news reports. The first character written by Ning Zhiwei was raised to 10,000 yuan by him in the name of his debut work, and the other four were all 6,000, not to mention the peripheral products that even she didn't know where they came from.

As the old saying goes, the second devil is more devil than the devil, and Zhang Yuzhe's talent for collecting money has room to play, and it is really outrageously cruel.

There are still a lot of local tyrants in Capital University, except for the first painting, no one bought it, and the others were just snatched up in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuzhe counted the money until his hands cramped, and his eyes were about to squint.

Among the accomplices, there is a person whose conscience has found it, and it is still the boy with acne on his face last time, who looked at the pile of banknotes in the hand of the cheap president with trepidation, and muttered worriedly: "Brother Zhe, isn't it too kind for us to do this?" ”

As soon as the words fell, his head was slapped, Zhang Yuzhe picked up the banknote and rolled his eyes at him, "How can I have such an unconscious member as you under my subordinates, with Senior Sister Ning's attainments, it is a matter of time before she becomes famous, and her words will be more than worth this price in the future, and it will be too late for those people to thank us, you say that we are not kind." ”

The acne man nodded his head firmly, and replied categorically: "Kind! ”

Ning Zhiwei, who listened to it on the side, couldn't cry or laugh, how could she not know that she would become famous in the future, their self-confidence was too inexplicable.

However, her heart still moved uncontrollably slightly, such a groundless worship and trust in her was too similar to those teachers and nephews of the sect. At this moment, she realized how much she missed the sect, the stern and gentle master, the sincere and lovely fellow, and even the thousand-year-old poker face of the master, which was incredibly warm and warm at the moment.

Ning Zhi's short-lived warm smile amazed the onlookers. No wonder people in the world say that the most can't resist the gentleness of the glacier, and the people who are usually cold and cold laugh are simply fatal.

The effect of the beauty's smile was that a boy who was still a little hesitant was suddenly fascinated, patted the table without blinking, and said with righteousness: "Ten thousand yuan, Lao Tzu bought it!" It's just a month's worth of instant noodles, and Lao Tzu can afford to eat it! ”

"Okay, Brother Tai is really a real man!" Zhang Yuzhe also patted the table excitedly, and the banner shook three times, "Where don't we meet in life, this brother has a vision, and I Zhang Yuzhe has made up my mind as a friend of yours." ”

"It's refreshing! My name is Li Zhen, and I am a sports student. Li Zhenpu's fan-like palm slapped on Zhang Yuzhe's thin shoulder, which instantly made the latter take a step.

But Zhang Yuzhe is also an extraordinary person, his face remains unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Although Brother Li is a sports student, he loves calligraphy and is a member of my generation, so you can visit our calligraphy club more in the future." ”

Li Zhen didn't expect such benefits, and patted Zhang Yuzhe's shoulder more and more enthusiastically to call him a brother, and showed a sincere and bright smile to Ning Zhiwei.

Ning Zhiwei was completely speechless, this person is what Xie Qinan said about his black belly, seeing him toss Zhang Yuzhe's small body, it is unbearable to look at.

However, for Zhang Yuzhe's sake, she didn't remind him that young people should exercise more.

Because of Ning Zhiwei's joining and Zhang Yuzhe and others' performances, the calligraphy club's charity goods were sold out first. When Zhang Yuzhe slapped the banknote in front of the president of the student union with an indifferent face, the latter's face was so wonderful that the onlookers couldn't help but applaud Zhang Yuzhe's death-

This guy can be admitted to Capital University, it's really a smoke from the ancestral grave.

As soon as something happened, Ning Zhiwei, who originally thought he would be able to go back to the dormitory, unexpectedly received a phone call.

"Shopkeeper, is there any news on the rice paper?" As soon as he received the call, Ning Zhiwei hurried to Panjiayuan, feeling nervous and expectant.

The old shopkeeper really didn't disappoint her, and pushed a stack of rice paper over, "Little girl, this is the rice paper you want." ”

Ning Zhiwei sensed it, and sure enough, it was the aura rice paper, and he paid the money happily, and at the same time did not forget to ask: "The shopkeeper, I don't know who the maker is?" Can you introduce me? ”

"The little girl has a lot of heart, the old man opens the door to do business, and there will be contacts in the future, so naturally she will not deceive you, a hired customer, so why bother to beware." The old shopkeeper squinted at her, "As for the maker, you can naturally meet if you are fated, and you want my old man to introduce you to what to do." ”

Ning Zhiwei knew that he was unhappy, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all, no matter how much a monk didn't want to be controlled, killing people and snatching treasures were common, and she was just asking.

Fortunately, she is open-minded, not a treacherous profit-seeker, and has always held the belief that I am fortunate and lose my life, and it is best to make friends with that mysterious person, and I can't and won't feel sorry.

Not to be happy with things, not to be sad for oneself, to have a clear heart, and to abide by one's nature is the right way in the world.

At this moment's epiphany, Ning Zhi Wei Lingtai was clear, the aura was agitated, the Dao heart became stronger and stronger, and the realm that had just broken through all the way up, until the seventh layer slowly stopped.