"So, what exactly happened?"
Xiao Ye took out her phone and showed a photo to Sister Hong and the others.
As the photos appear, the plot unfolds slowly from Xiaoye's perspective.
It turned out that in that very short time, Xiao Ye had run into the stationery store next door and quickly glanced at its rules.
[Hope Stationery Store Rules:]
Our store offers genuine products at fair prices, and we treat everyone honestly!
Customers are requested to pay their bills and obtain an invoice before leaving the store.
Please ask the staff member wearing a red uniform to pay your bill;
If you see staff wearing white in the store, please leave the store immediately.
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Xiao Ye quickly glanced at the rules and randomly picked out some stationery from the shelf. Just as she was looking for the sales clerk in red to pay, the sales clerk in white appeared from the back.
At this point, if Xiao Ye doesn't leave, she will be in violation of the rules; if she leaves, the red-clad shop assistant hasn't finished issuing the invoice yet, which will also be in violation of the rules.
The shop assistant in white walked towards Xiao Ye with a blank expression; anyone could tell that Xiao Ye was about to suffer.
Xiao Ye suddenly reached out and clutched her chest, feigning excruciating pain. Her body convulsed like a fish, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood!
The bright red blood sprayed all over the white-clad shop assistant's head, leaving him stunned.
It turns out that while choosing stationery, Xiao Ye secretly took a bottle of red ink from the shelf, gulped it down, and held it in her mouth.
The white-clad shop assistant's white shirt turned red, and her expression instantly returned to normal. The two men, fearing that Xiao Ye might die in the stationery store and then try to extort money from them, hurriedly issued Xiao Ye a receipt and told her to take the pile of junk and get out of the store.
The pen that Xiao Ye just handed to Lingling was her trophy.
Hongjie and the others were speechless. The fat man stammered, "But there's no red stuff on your teeth..."
Xiao Ye was startled as the music suddenly became urgent.
"We can't worry about that now," Xiao Ye wiped her mouth, "escaping is the priority."
Huang Feizhang, however, was thinking about something else: "You're carrying such a big backpack, don't you have a single pen in it? Why don't you use your own pen?"
Xiao Ye froze, glancing out the window. Lingling was drawing on paper, a stick figure. A long line stretched from the stick figure's body, the other end connected to a pen. The image on the paper quickly disappeared.
Xiao Ye swallowed hard: "The rule for the first page of a book is related to 'blank space,' so it must not be easy to draw on it with an ordinary pen. But the pens in stationery stores are 'genuine and of good quality,' so of course they can write words on them."
Xiao Ye took a deep breath: "The shops on this street look pretty much the same, they should all be at the same level. I think, adjusting the rules between shops at the same level might be useful..."
What a brilliant example of fighting poison with poison!
If the pen can't write, it's like expecting the stationery store to sell a defective product to a customer, violating its own rule of fair pricing and undermining itself; if the pen can write, and Lingling can draw smoothly on the paper, then the first page of the book is naturally not blank!
The shops on this street all belong to Happiness Street, so there's no distinction of high or low status. Xiao Ye used the opponent's own tactics against them, sending the stationery store to attack the bookstore. Like two steel bars collapsing and colliding, they created a triangular safe zone.
Nevertheless, Hongjie's maternal instincts quickly made her realize something: "Are you experimenting on my daughter?"
Xiao Ye was taken aback, seemingly not understanding what Hong Jie was angry about: "Even if I don't do it, Lingling has already broken the rules. It's better to give it a try—"
Sister Hong's eyes widened in horror: "That's my daughter! A human life!"
"Sister Hong! Sister Hong!" The fat man quickly hugged Sister Hong and gestured to Huang Feizhang to pull up the corners of Sister Hong's mouth. "No, no, no, let's talk this out! Xiao Ye did it for all of us!"
Hongjie stared blankly at Xiaoye, who stood there. She was so kind, gentle, and polite. She could give up her newbie protection period for Lingling, and she could also use Lingling's life without hesitation to test the rules of Happiness Street.
Is she a saint or a devil?
Hongjie's eyes gradually turned cold.
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