"It's all my fault for accidentally ......" Chen Ting said with a look of annoyance, "The newly bought mobile phone can fall to the ground, why am I so stupid?" ”

Yes, of course you are stupid, you actually came to provoke me.

Although I don't have Brother Qu to cover it, it's still more than enough to deal with you sluts.

These three painful years were a deep ordeal for me.

Not only did I have to learn professional parenting, but I also had to learn piano and painting.

Watching those sluts learn so hard, I just feel sick to my stomach.

How could anyone like these things?

What's the use of drawing no matter how good it is? Will others be afraid of you?

How good is the piano? Can you make money?

It seems that their lives are like this, sad and pitiful.

I am fundamentally different from them, I know exactly what I need.

A strong man can save me countless efforts, and since Brother Qu is gone, I need to find another man.

I got to know the gangsters at the school gate, but to be honest, they were too cowardly, and I told them to rob them, let alone beat them.

Powerful men were hard to find, so I had to choose another path.

That's the rich man.

Whether it's a lawyer, a doctor, or a boss, as long as they have money, that's my goal.

Whether it's brand-name cosmetics or expensive mobile phones, as long as they have money, it means that I have money.

I downloaded a lot of dating apps on my phone and started picking my prey.

I have to say, it's a lot simpler than I thought.

As a high school student, as long as I take the initiative to meet, those old men can't resist the temptation at all.

I made a lot of money.

Those sluts in the class worked hard to learn knowledge, and in the end they had to work for others, so they were really miserable.

I can make so much money in just one month, so why do I need to work?

I finally got my makeup and my phone.

Cosmetics can make me more beautiful, and then I can take beautiful pictures with my new phone, and I can continue to make more money.

Three years passed quickly, and most of my classmates were isolating me, and I knew they were just jealous because I couldn't use up my cosmetics and my phone was constantly renewed.

Even if I draw on paper with an eyebrow pencil, or play with foundation on the wall, I can't give them my makeup.

After all, I am not the same as them, and I will have a better life than them.

I haven't cut their faces in the past three years, and I have already given them enough face.

For the rest of my life, I didn't get along with them for the rest of my life, and I didn't need them to accept me at all.

After graduating, I had more time to pick my prey.

But gradually I realized that this was not a good thing.

For some reason, most men only ask me out once, and the money they give me is far from enough for me.

Why was it that I was able to meet so many people when I was a student...... But not now?

And why, all I got was a few poor people?

They don't even want to give money, thinking it's in love.

What kind of character am I, Xiao Ran?

Want to fall in love with me without spending a penny?

After thinking about it for three days, I came up with the answer.

It's "identity"!

I'm not in a good position now, I'm a vagrant, so wouldn't I become a specialized "special practitioner"?

Don't be funny, I'm not like the cheap people who come out to sell, I'm educated, I'm much more noble than them.

But what identity should I get for myself?

After thinking about it, I went back home, and I told the old woman that I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher.

She cried again.

It's really weird, every time I have a new idea, she cries.

She took my hand and said that I had grown up, and that I would definitely fulfill my wishes, even if it was to smash pots and sell iron.

But I didn't expect the two of them to really smash the pot and sell iron.

The family's house was mortgaged out by them.

It is said that my education is too low, and if I want to go to kindergarten, I have to spend money.

It doesn't matter to me, it's not my money that's being spent anyway.

As long as I can have a proper identity, the rest of the matter will be much easier.

After paying 100,000 yuan to the principal, I successfully became a kindergarten teacher.

I also met my high school classmate, my tablemate, Chen Ting.

It's just that she's not the same as me.

She is now a college student and has been sent to this kindergarten for an internship, but I am already a regular employee.

That's the difference between me and her.

She is not as smart as me and chooses the farthest path no matter what, while I am different and I will take shortcuts.

"Xiao ...... Xiao Ran? Chen Ting's expression was very complicated when she saw me, and after being silent for a while, she still showed a relieved smile, "I really didn't expect to meet you here, you really like children very much, and finally became a kindergarten teacher." ”

"yes." I smirked and nodded, "We're all the same!" ”

On the first day of work, Chen Ting and I were assigned to the same small class, I was mainly in charge of management, and she was responsible for assisting.

I don't understand what is so honorable about this group of twittering children? They need me to take care of them?

On the first day of lunch, I sat at the lectern and played with my phone, and by the way, I changed my information, and I needed to tell them which kindergarten teacher I was right away to make my information look tempting.

It didn't take long for Chen Ting to push the door in, showing a displeased expression after just a glance.

"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment, "Xiao Ran, why don't you care about the children's meals?" ”

"What do you need to take care of when you eat?" I didn't look up, and asked nonchalantly.

Chen Ting sighed, hurriedly rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the children.

When I looked up, I saw that most of those annoying children didn't know how to use spoons, and rice and vegetable soup were spilled everywhere, and one child didn't even eat, and kept sitting in his seat crying, which was really annoying.

Why don't they die?

"Okay, okay......" Chen Ting touched the little boy who was crying and said, "Don't cry, tell the teacher what your name is?" ”

The little boy whined and said something he didn't understand.

"Is your name Chen Ran?" Chen Ting smiled and said, "If you don't cry, the teacher will tell you a secret." ”

The little boy sniffled a few times, and sure enough, he stopped crying: "W-What secret?" ”

"Teacher, my surname is Chen!" Chen Ting slowly picked up the spoon and put it in the little boy's hand, "Do you know? Among all the people surnamed Chen, everyone doesn't cry when they eat, so you have to change it quickly. ”

The little boy looked at Chen Ting blankly and did not speak.

"If you don't believe it, think about it carefully, is your father also surnamed Chen?" Chen Ting's voice was very gentle, and many children in the class quieted down to listen to her, "Isn't your father crying when he eats?" As a little man, you have to learn to eat by yourself so that you can grow as tall as your father. ”

"Hmm......" The little boy showed an aggrieved expression and nodded seriously.

Disgusting.

I shook my head, it was disgusting.