[Exclusive release from Jinjiang] Zhang San's Execution in Four Steps

The weather is nice today.

The thunderstorm a week ago seemed to have become a complete dream. After waking up, it seemed that only Luo Shiqin remembered its thrilling appearance.

She took advantage of the rare free time in the morning, took out her tea bag, and sneaked to the water dispenser to wait for the hot water to boil.

The sky at the end of April already felt a bit like early summer. The sky was cloudless, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and Luo Shiqin's hair, which was spread over her shoulders, was coated with a layer of fine golden light.

Watching the hot water gurgling, her thoughts were drawn back to the day that ended a week ago.

After the dinner, Luo Shiqin asked a few more questions.

The younger students seemed to have forgotten the details of what happened.

What is the world of immortal cultivation, the ruthless way, Shang Kaixun, Fan Ji...

They have no memory of these people.

But not everyone has forgotten everything.

"Senior,"

That night, the people in Room 502 gathered together and walked on the dark campus road. Yan Yurong suddenly spoke, wrapping her knitted black and white shirt tightly around her body, and spoke thoughtfully:

"I seem to have been having a dream recently."

Luo Shiqin looked at her: "What dream?"

"Dream," she said, and suddenly raised her right hand. Through the gaps between her open fingers, she saw the starry sky.

The schoolgirl laughed and said, "A very determined girl slowly climbed up from the bottom, and she climbed up a very high step."

"It was a long and tiring climb. Most importantly, she was the only one on the trail at the beginning."

"Later, she had a lot of people around her."

Luo Shiqin was stunned.

“…I see.”

Yan Yurong turned her head and looked at Senior Sister Luo who was behind them. Senior Sister Luo lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. Half of her body was covered by the shadow of the tree.

Then she heard a soft laugh.

Senior Luo walked up to her, hooked her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Isn't that great? From being alone at first, to having more people do the same thing with her later."

“They all have the same goals and ideals.”

She gently wiped the tears from the little school girl's eyes: "Everything has changed, right?"

Yan Yurong looked at her in a daze, then smiled and said "hmm".

"What she wanted has already been achieved."

"--drop."

The sound of boiling water brought Luo Shiqin back to her senses. She put the teacup away and watched the boiling hot water fall into the deep cup.

Although Yu Yu later complained that Yan Yurong's dream sounded like a college student raiding Mount Tai overnight, Luo Shiqin knew what the little school girl dreamed of.

It seems that although everything is over, it is not without a trace.

After returning to the dormitory, Luo Shiqin checked the local news again.

Mr. Jiang from Wolong Road and his friends were taking an afternoon walk when they saw a motorcycle with brake failure. The driver of the motorcycle made a sharp turn without hesitation and narrowly missed the four people.

Fortunately, the motorcyclist reacted quickly and wore a helmet of good quality and properly. Apart from minor scratches on his limbs, only the motorcycle was seriously damaged.

A taxi driver happened to be driving by the driving section. After discovering the danger, he immediately checked the condition of the injured with the people on the scene and sent the person to the hospital for bandaging to stop the bleeding.

Luo Shiqin read the small title carefully over and over again.

#The motorcycle broke down and turned over! The driver and passers-by helped! #

She couldn't help laughing.

"Sure enough," Luo Shiqin closed her phone and let out a long breath, "It's better to have a normal life."

The water dispenser made another beeping sound.

After a cup of fragrant strong tea was brewed, Luo Shiqin took the cup and sat in front of the computer again.

[——And then? ]

The computer beeped and the message speaker blared.

When Luo Shiqin clicked on the message, she saw that her pen pal was already extremely excited and was scratching his head.

[After life returned to normal, the protagonist hid all his achievements and fame? ] The pen pal shouted that it was boring, and even a little disappointed that they could not make it.

[Such good material, why don’t you write more! ]

[Because the protagonist only wants a stable life.] Luo Shiqin took a sip of tea and squinted her eyes comfortably. She typed out a sentence in two or three strokes and sent it over. [Compared to the ups and downs of the novel plot, the protagonist prefers the plain but warm daily life.]

【Boring.】

My pen pal sent me an emoticon pack with the word [thief and scoundrel].

【Not many readers like this kind of bland plot nowadays. It’s too niche.】

Luo Shiqin said uncomfortably: [It doesn’t matter, I didn’t write it for them to read—be honest, you want to read it yourself, right?]

Penpal: [……[It doesn’t matter, I’m a little tired.jpg]]

Penpal: [But seriously, are you really not planning to start a new novel? ]

Luo Shiqin: [Don’t make it sound like I’m writing my last chapter… Senior, do you understand what a senior means? ]

Now my thesis can cost me half my life, and serial novels too?

Thank you, I haven't lived enough.

She closed the message board, ended the brief chat, opened the Word document and began a desperate struggle with her thesis.

The tutor had already urged her to finish the first draft of the thesis. If she continued to urge him, Luo Shiqin was afraid that the tutor would crawl to the window of their dormitory on the fifth floor in the middle of the night and ask quietly, "Luo Shiqin, have you finished your first draft?"

It’s scary to think about it!

After taking a sip of strong tea, the eyes of the graduate with dark circles under his eyes glowed again, and his fingers left afterimages on the keyboard.

It was already 1pm when I finished writing this.

The people in dormitory 502 finished their lunch one after another and returned to the dormitory.

The first thing everyone who entered the dormitory saw was a familiar senior working on a familiar thesis.

Yu Yu couldn't help but lean over to Yan Yurong's ear, and the two whispered in each other's ears: "Is Senior Sister staying up all night again?"

Yan Yurong glanced at the several tea bags thrown into the trash can with a lingering fear: "I guess so."

'Is the thesis so terrible?!'

The two of them trembled in their hearts, leaving a deep shadow on the future two years later.

The sight of the senior student rushing to finish her thesis was so abstract and scary that the two people in the dormitory subconsciously became quiet.

I don’t know how long it took, but the dormitory’s dilapidated security door was pushed open, making another creaking sound—

"Eh? Sister Qin, are you still busy?"

Shi Enle, with her hair tied into a bun, held three cups of milk tea in her right hand and a cup of milk tea filled with ice in her left hand.

"Here, Sister Yu, Rongrong," Little Sun happily passed the milk tea in his hand to them, "I'll treat you to some milk tea."

The two thanked him and sipped their milk tea together with Shi Enle.

"New?"

Yu Yu drank the grape pulp and looked down at the cup - the grape pulp almost filled more than half of the cup. After taking a sip, his lips and teeth were filled with the taste of grapes.

Shi Enle: "Well, the new milk tea in the store is made of fresh grapes, so I added some extra for you."

Yan Yurong: “Cough, cough…!”

Hearing her say this, Yan Yurong coughed, then looked at the seven-tenths full cup in disbelief: "Order...?"

Little Sun was just pushing the last cup to Luo Shiqin when he raised his voice when he heard this.

She even thought about it, and finally said affirmatively: "Not much."

"Thank you,"

Obviously, this cup of milk tea was a typical example of timely assistance. Luo Shiqin pinched her nose tiredly and took the milk tea.

The cool touch cooled her hot palms, and she sighed with comfort.

"I'll bring you some barbecue when I go to the printing shop tonight," she saved the first draft and sent it to the instructor, then looked up at Shi Enle with a smile in her eyes, "Will you have a thrilling horror tea party tonight--"

With mosaic block fonts on his head, Shi Enle said happily, "Great, great! I've read a lot of short stories recently, and I'll share them with you tonight."

Someone behind her shuddered and bit the straw tightly.

Yan Yurong looked at her sympathetically, then patted someone on the shoulder and said, "Good luck to you."

"Lucky? Of course I'm lucky!" Yu Yu forced a fake smile, "I'm not afraid - funny, who, who would be afraid of something that doesn't exist!"

Shi Enle: "Senior sister?!"

Yu Yu: “Ah——?!”

Lele's sudden shout scared Yu Yu so much that her voice broke, and the milk tea in her hand almost spilled onto the floor.

But this is indeed not Shi Enle's fault, it is mainly because Luo Shiqin behaved too strangely.

The senior student closed her eyes tightly, as if she had seen something dirty and refused to open them. At the same time, she pressed her chest tightly with her right hand, looking weak.

Considering that the senior sister had been staying up all night and had a reversed schedule in the past few days, Shi Enle almost thought that the senior sister was going to die!

"It's okay," Luo Shiqin breathed out, then opened her eyes forcefully, "I——"

She couldn't bear to look at the large characters on the mosaic.

Forget about the previous "Seeking Destiny and Asking the Way",

Luo Shiqin felt extremely miserable.

What is this "abnormal relationship" of yours? !

Oh my god, it’s only been a few days since we last met?! Can you please give me some time?!

But with the experience of "Seeking Destiny and Asking the Truth" as a precedent, Luo Shiqin took a deep breath and then forced a stiff smile.

"Le Le, there's something on your head," she stood up and gently rubbed Shi Enle's little head, "It's a bit of bad luck, I'll clean it off for you now."

Shi Enle: “?”

Little Sun didn't understand anything and just rubbed his head obediently.

"Abnormal Relationship", the name sounds abnormal!

Luo Shiqin was so angry that she gritted her teeth, thinking that if a scum like Monk Fan Ji appeared again, she would slap him in the face without saying a word!

"By the way, Lele," Yan Yurong asked curiously while chewing a grape, "what did you do after class this morning? Why did you come back just now?"

"Ah?" Shi Enle turned around. "A friend of mine is not feeling well today. The milk tea shop she runs is short-staffed today. Since it's Friday, I went to help out for half a day this morning."

"The milk tea I brought you is my salary~"

Little Sun happily shook the milk tea in his hand.

"I added a little more topping to the new product," she said proudly. "Originally my friend wanted to bring me a bag of grapes, but I thought grapes were expensive, so I emptied out her milk tea shop, which didn't make much money."

"Yo!" Yu Yu was happy, "Another new skill has been unlocked?"

Little Sun: "Hey, I'm awesome, right?"

Shi Enle smiled with her eyes narrowed. Her face was chubby. As the youngest, she still had baby fat on her face. She looked like a child pretending to be an adult. Her smiling face made Yu Yu couldn't help but come forward and rub her face, which felt so good in his hands.

"Next time I go to a milk tea shop, I'll ask you, the insider, first," Yu Yubei smiled and pressed his mouth into a goldfish shape, "If you confess, I'll treat you leniently; if you resist, I'll treat you severely. Tell me, is there anything fun in the milk tea shop?"

Shi Enle: "There are a lot of people on Friday, so it's very busy... But there is indeed something going on, but it's not fun. Um..."

She frowned and thought for a moment: "It's weird at best."

"How strange?"

"Well," Shi Enle recalled the strange man, and then spoke seriously, "Rich customers can drink milk tea like porridge."

Yu Yu: “?”

“You can also add a cup of topping to take away!”

Yu Yu: “???”

This chapter drops fifty small red envelopes~

There is one more chapter before twelve o'clock. Darlings, please read it tomorrow morning.