Chapter 84: Unkind Visitors

Qin Mengmeng really felt that such a road was boring.

Killing people is something that everyone does, it is not difficult at all. The only problem with killing people is that they will be punished by law afterwards, but legal punishment is delayed. The current level of technology has not developed to the point where the police will come to your door the next second after you pick up a kitchen knife.

Anyone who doesn't want to live anymore can at least take away two lives from this world, one is his own, and the other is that of the unlucky person who is closest to him and has no defenses.

As long as one has the intention to kill, killing is no more difficult than the dormitory head painting the wall white as a trick.

The really difficult thing is to save people.

Saving others is a difficult task that only saints, saviors, or true heroes can do, and kindness is only the most insignificant thing.

This is very interesting.

You need to have kindness, ability, an understanding of human nature, and many, many other things.

A stupid person can easily kill people, but can never save anyone. In essence, killing and saving people are two completely different things.

So, Qin Mengmeng just smiled at Qin Chuan's panic.

"Honestly, you think he's a cannibal, but I already know he's no match for me."

"What kind of person would eat people? Do you think he's a bad person? Yes, he is a bad person, but he is essentially a person who has nowhere else to go. We don't talk about morality, we only talk about ability." Qin Mengmeng said boredly, "He is definitely not my opponent."

A person who needs to eat humans to survive, and a person who can fill his stomach without eating humans, both in a year of famine or a peaceful society, no matter what you think... Qin Mengmeng feels that she has won.

Doesn't she have the ability to follow the other side's cannibalistic path?

She does.

She already knew where the kid's grandmother, the dormitory head's father, and the physical education teacher's wife and daughter were. She thought that they would never be willing to put the people they cared about in danger.

But…what’s the point of that?

She doesn't like destruction, she prefers construction.

She prefers to watch a tall building rise from the ground rather than see it collapse.

"Anyway," Qin Mengmeng said, "Don't worry about me too much. You also said that he is abroad. I don't think he can get into the mirror and come to Xincheng. Even if we have a conflict and fight, it should be fought in the underworld through the app, and it won't affect you and your parents."

Qin Chuan listened to her outburst, and his reason seemed to be convinced by her, but he felt very uncomfortable emotionally. He felt a lump in his chest, unable to speak a word. After a long while, he said coldly, "I'll just make you angry to death."

He turned around, went to the kitchen refrigerator, got a can of iced Coke and went back to the bedroom.

Qin Mengmeng: “…”

Like she said before, destruction is really simple.

I have no idea what happened and how I offended him again.

Still need to build it.

"Hey, there are apples in the fridge. If you eat one, maybe you'll feel better and relieve the fatigue after staying up all night."

Qin Chuan said: "No."

Qin Mengmeng: “…”

What's going on? Isn't she telling the truth? Why is she so angry? She would never be so open with anyone about such a truth.

The last time she did that, Xiti's only good friend declared a farewell...

Qin Mengmeng was confused. After thinking about it, she decided to just ignore it and think it would be fine in a few days.

It was a rare day that the schedule was not tight, so Qin Mengmeng went back to her room and had a good sleep. When she woke up in the afternoon, she went to Xincheng High School to check it out after school.

This time she mixed in with the crowd leaving school, walked towards the teaching building, and stood next to the bulletin board at the bottom of the building.

That is the place where Xincheng High School posts notices, punishments, and praises.

There were three brightly colored photos at the top of the bulletin board. They must have been taken not long ago. Qin Mengmeng actually recognized two of them.

One of them is naturally Lin Chaoying. As an outstanding student representative, she not only has a photo, but also a speech by the outstanding student representative below the photo.

The photo shows a girl with her chin raised, looking straight ahead, and the corners of her mouth raised politely, but it is obvious that she is not smiling at all. She is not good-looking, but looks energetic, neat and tidy.

He is the kind of good student that you can tell at first glance is a good student.

Below the photo it says: "Don't make excuses for failure, find ways to succeed."

Qin Mengmeng smiled slightly.

For someone of Lin Chaoying's age, it is only natural to have such thoughts and say such words.

She looked away and looked at another photo.

It turned out to be Chen Liu’s.

This kid won the third prize in a science and technology innovation competition, which brought great honor to the school. He deserves special praise.

But the maxims he wrote were obviously just to make do. There is a saying that goes "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" and it is obvious that they were just written casually to be presented to others.

Qin Mengmeng became interested and took out her mobile phone to search for the so-called science and technology innovation competition. After a closer look, she fell silent.

Very outrageous.

The so-called technological innovation competition has levels and is very formal, but what it is competing for is... starting a self-media account within a month... Can this also be called technological innovation???

But if you think about it carefully, you will understand the trick.

This kind of competition is simple and easy to operate, and distributing awards is just like distributing pork. It paves the way for the future. When it comes to awarding prizes and judging excellence, no matter how mediocre your performance is, you have reached the level anyway.

You dirty sir, I just don't know how Chen Liu got a share of the pie in this pork-sharing competition.

It must not be because of their background. Who with a background would let their children go to vocational high school?

Is he really a self-media genius? Has she, a fake self-media person, met a real self-media person?

Qin Mengmeng found Chen Liu’s self-media account through the competition and fell into deeper silence.

It's an account that follows the trend of shooting cheesy short videos, doing awkward dances, and occasionally shouting into the mic. It's... very much the kind of account that people imagine vocational high school students would create. It doesn't require any creativity, or even superb editing skills. It just requires constantly surfing the Internet and following hot topics.

He has 30,000 followers.

The number of fans even exceeds the number of people in the live broadcast room. So far, the number of people in Qin Mengmeng's live broadcast room has been growing steadily, but it has not exceeded four thousand. It may exceed four thousand tonight, or it may take tomorrow.

Is he really a genius?

Qin Mengmeng stood in front of the bulletin board, lost in thought, but she soon came to her senses from her sudden desire to win.

How can this be generalized?

Besides, she didn’t come to Xincheng High School today to compete with Chen Liu in the number of Internet fans, she came to find someone.

She had already found out Lin Chaoying's class from Lin Chaoying's father, and there was also information about Lin Chaoying on the bulletin board. It was just after school, so she went to take a look.

However, Qin Mengmeng has not yet figured out a specific reason to contact Lin Chaoying. The reason to fool her father should not be able to fool herself.

Qin Mengmeng walked towards the teaching building and followed the house number to find the rocket class where Lin Chaoying was taking classes.

As the only key class in Xincheng High School, it is specially used to sprint through cultural courses and aim to go to college. They are still in class when others have finished school.

Qin Mengmeng stood far away outside the glass window, looking for Lin Chaoying.

The best seat in the class is usually in the middle of the third or fourth row, near the aisle. Qin Mengmeng looked directly towards that center position and saw Lin Chaoying sitting in the fourth row.

The other students around her were listening to the class attentively and looking up at the blackboard, but she was the only one who had her head down and was writing something else on a piece of paper with a black pen.

Even Qin Mengmeng saw it, so it was impossible for the teacher on the podium not to have seen it. However, the teacher on the podium turned a blind eye and pretended not to see anything.

This is the privilege of being a good student.

The most outrageous thing was that the person standing on the podium was the familiar teacher Wang.

Thinking of the hatred between Teacher Wang and Lin Chaoying that she had seen before, Qin Mengmeng found it quite funny.

Qin Mengmeng smiled muffledly, took a photo from a distance, saved it in her phone, then turned and left Xincheng High School.

After dinner, Qin Mengmeng received a screenshot of the transfer from Xiaomei, as well as a little yellow bean man with a wry smile from Zhang Sanri.

"Something happened?" Qin Mengmeng felt very calm.

She knew that Zhang Sanri's trip back to Kyoto couldn't just be for his daughter's parent-teacher meeting. Of course, he probably wasn't lying, but he must have done something else along the way.

Zhang Sanri said: "Fortunately, it's not a big deal, but it's a little difficult to handle."

Soon after that, he sent a long string of voice messages. Qin Mengmeng clicked on them and listened to them bit by bit.

Voice is usually more time-consuming than text, so the voice-to-text function came into being. However, the tone of voice when people speak is also very important hidden information. So if she is not in a hurry, Qin Mengmeng would rather listen to the voice.

Just like today's Zhang Sanri.

His tone was a little awkward and difficult, but he was not in a hurry. Qin Mengmeng understood what was going on.

After all, it’s still about live streaming.

Just as Qin Mengmeng had speculated before, after the live broadcast room stabilized and no longer continued the original horrific style of one death a day, some people came to want to get a piece of the pie.

Zhang Sanri did not specify the other party's identity and background, but he should be someone he could not refuse. This time he wanted to come back with him and help in the live broadcast room later.

Of course, saying it’s helping out is just a nice way of putting it, but we don’t know what will happen in the future.

Zhang Sanri had no way to refuse, but he hinted to Qin Mengmeng that she could refuse.

Qin Mengmeng did not refuse.

"Let him come."

As a host, one more person in the live broadcast room means one more person competing for the attention of her few viewers, which number less than 4,000.

But as a worker, one more person means more strength and more time to complete the work earlier.

As for the fact that the visitor is a celestial dragon, he cannot do the work on the construction site?

Absolutely not.

As long as he is not physically disabled or mentally retarded, he can always find a job.