Mu Aizhen grimaced and wept silently.

Outside the house, Sun Xiaomei was also howling.

Recently, the life of the Mu family has been very stretched.

Before, Mu Siping's salary was okay, Sun Xiaomei is now making a payment in a company, and the salary is not low, and there is a large amount of subsidies from the old couple of the Mu family.

Even if you have to enroll your two children in cram schools, interest classes, and provide for them to go to school, life can still cope well.

Sun Xiaomei also has the spare energy to dress up herself, her husband, and the two children beautifully and clean up the house.

But since Aizhen couldn't stay in No. 1 Middle School and transferred to Wanhua, the living conditions of the Mu family have plummeted visibly.

She is a mother, in addition to going to work every day, she has to find as many places as possible to work part-time, and she is tired to death every day.

When you are so tired, how can you still have the energy to do housework when you go home? Mu Siping is another oil bottle, and he doesn't take a hand when he pours it.

This Wanhua Middle School is simply a gold-swallowing beast.

If it weren't for the fact that it was only three years, she wouldn't have been able to hold on.

Sun Xiaomei closed her eyes and tried to convince herself that she would give Aizhen three years for her to study abroad.

Most of Wanhua's students study abroad.

In the future, the child will return to China after completing his studies, with a high degree of education, and his classmates will be celebrities, so he will not lose at the starting line.

Sun Xiaomei didn't have the strength to quarrel with Mu Siping, sat down slowly, looked up, and saw that Mu Qingyun's face on the TV was just in front of her, and her chest was suddenly blocked.

After listening to it for a few seconds, Sun Xiaomei's face glowed green, and she was dizzy - the top student in the college entrance examination!? Just her!

Why is she? Why is it not her Aizhen, Aibao?

Sun Xiaomei still thinks of Mu Qingyun, and she still has the impression of a gray little girl in the countryside.

She couldn't believe that the stinky girl could still have such luck.

What's even worse is that Sun Xiaomei feels that her good daughter has recently rebellious.

Academic performance is declining, and spending more and more money.

Sun Xiaomei looked at her daughter's door, sadness came from it, and she regretted it for a while.

Shouldn't she let Aizhen go to Wanhua Middle School?

Could it be that in her future life, she will be trapped in the current predicament and cannot be extricated?

Seeing that the quarrel in the living room finally calmed down, Mu Aizhen took out her mobile phone and hesitated, and sent a WeChat message to Gao Xiaowei - can you lend me 20,000 yuan?

Summer vacation is coming, and she is going on a trip with her classmates.

20,000 yuan is not enough, and I will have to borrow it again in a few days.

Gao Xiaowei heard the exclusive WeChat message ringtone belonging to Mu Aizhen, but he sat in his chair and did not move.

Mu Qingyun on the tablet in front of him, every look was full of sarcasm.

Just before this year's college entrance examination, he still used the last 'magical' incense.

He didn't dare to ask for anything too excessive, he just took the college entrance examination a year in advance this time, and seriously asked for the title of provincial champion in the college entrance examination.

He didn't even tell anyone in the know, he just walked around the streets of Peach City with incense to gain the trust of strangers.

But—still failed.

He only scored 307 points, which is very different from his usual results.

Gao Xiaowei raised his hand to cover his eyes, trembling slightly, his father who was a driver and his mother who was a nanny comforted him, saying that he was only a sophomore in high school, and he would have a chance next year.

"Opportunity?"

Gao Xiaowei brushed the tablet off the table, as if awakened by a sweet dream, and the rest was as desolate and helpless as ashes.

There is no chance.

After he got the incense, he imagined so many beautiful things, and from now on, they all became delusions.

The progress of the small script "My Boyfriend Can Refine Fake into True" is 100, the script is settled, and the evaluation: excellent. Settlement reward: 1 incense stick (remnant, uncontrollable, please use with caution.) Free attribute point 1

Almost put Sun Xiaomei, Mu Aizhen, and that Gao Xiaowei, Mu Qingyun, who vomited blood, stared at the system, carefully tasted the sunny mood, and couldn't help but smile.

It's finally over!

Gao Moumou's brain is broken, she is not a normal person, she can't communicate, she really doesn't want to think about this person at all, if she can choose, Mu Qingyun would rather go to the snow for three days and three nights than 'intrigue' with him.

Stretching his waist and moving his shoulder blades, Mu Qingyun squinted his eyes and continued to 'shoot'.

That's right, archery.

Still in the gym.

Mr. Qiao happened to go downstairs to drink coffee today, and by the way, he went to the boxing gym to do some archery activities, and Mu Qingyun followed the coach.

Qiao tilted his movements very casually, which was in stark contrast to the standard standing movements of the coach next to him.

After a while, the coach asked Mr. Qiao to go to the small room upstairs to play by himself.

Elite monsters like him, who pick up the bow, don't care about vertically, horizontally, squarely, backwards, two-handed, one-handed, looking at the target or not, and can shoot very accurately, don't appear, so that the little newcomers are hit.

After a while, Mu Qingyun was also driven into a small room to be with the elite monsters.

She looks obedient and a beginner, but with a bow and an arrow, she is stunned to play with the momentum of a meteor falling...... Ahem, in short, it's not suitable for newbies either.

Let these two mythical beasts play on their own.

There are also all kinds of targets in the small room.

Mu Qingyun bypassed Mr. Qiao and monopolized the target in the south.

She liked to play by herself, it was more comfortable and quieter, and she had just shot two arrows.

"Accuracy and strength are fine, but they are not fierce enough."

Suddenly, a calm, unfamiliar voice sounded behind him.

Mu Qingyun's hair exploded suddenly, her pores tingled slightly, there was a bang in her ears, and the muscles in her body almost couldn't help but tense, she instinctively evened out her breath, and shot the remaining eight arrows out in turn with her hand.

A small and delicate circle was drawn on the target, and the circle was so round that just looking at it, it seemed that you could see how calm and relaxed the archery shooter was.

The person behind smiled and didn't say much, Mu Qingyun picked up the water cup casually and turned back naturally.

The other party is a twenty-four or five-year-old young man, flat head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking very upright, wearing a traditional Ming costume, which is obviously quite complicated, and he is stunned to wear a clean and neat feeling.

I can't see it from the outside, the sense of crisis that made her creepy just now, like seeing a natural enemy, was given to her by this person.

The young man nodded at Mu Qingyun: "Old man Mu will celebrate his birthday next month, and I will be at the Mu family to wait." ”

Mu Qingyun: "?? ”

After the man finished speaking, he smiled, and went downstairs and out of the gym unhurriedly.

Mu Qingyun exhaled slightly.

"Fang Heng has really returned to China, classmate Mu, classmate Mu, you are not very old, your ability is really not small, dare to provoke Fang Zhilong's head, tsk, trouble has come to the door?"

Mu Qingyun turned his head, and it was a red-haired young man who was talking at this time, with a face that didn't look like a good person at first glance, his hair was slightly fried, and his face was slightly pointed.

"Fang Zhilong? Who? ”

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

was obviously sent here by the coach to shoot arrows alone, how can any bull ghost and demon god come out?

"Who?"

The redhead stumbled at his feet and almost didn't fall to the ground. Stared at Mu Qingyun for a few moments, then looked at Qiao Tian, and gave a thumbs up: "Okay, Niu, then I'm looking forward to the wonderful showdown between Classmate Mu and Fang Heng." ”

"Tsk, the heir of the uneven sword is a candidate for the heir of the Shang Mu family, and the major events in the world in the second half of the year may be the only one." ( Wise House Chinese No pop-up window, update in time )