Sylvie and Her New Owner

"Okay." Si Kongqing was responsive at this time.

And this kind of responsiveness will turn into the response she gets when she asks for it from the other party.

Not only does it not lose money, but it also earns blood.

She brought a new set of clothes and put them by the pillow, and the person in the bed said again, "You go out first." She smiled, now that Hill was the oldest, so she returned to the living room honestly.

The door was closed.

Hill breathed a sigh of relief, but there was some emotion in his heart called loss.She was startled and quickly dispelled this thought.Without the habit of being naked, she was very uncomfortable being naked.Putting on her clothes quickly, she walked out the door, and the man was waiting for her on the sofa.

...No, as soon as she saw the sofa, where the crime happened, she would start thinking about it.

"Have you dressed?" Sikongqing smiled pleasantly, "It's beautiful."

"Oh……"

She was dressed by Si Kongqing, full of youth and purity. Looking at the foul-looking beautiful image in the mirror, her face was a little hot, especially after being praised by Sikongqing.

"But I still like the way Hill looks in a wedding dress."

The man started again.

But Hill has grown resistant to words of this magnitude.She kicked off her slippers, sat cross-legged beside Si Kongqing, and said angrily, "Wear it yourself if you like."

Now thinking of the scene where Si Kongqing wore a suit and her routine, I still feel a little indignant.

"But Hill dresses better than me."

"That's why you lied to me?"

Sikongqing raised his hand and retreated, not arguing with the petty Hill.In fact, she didn't like suits either, she just wanted to take advantage of Hill. As for what she wears in the future, she doesn't mind, "Then next time I'll wear a wedding dress too."

"Then I want to wear a suit!" Hill took the opportunity to attack.

"This can't be done," Sikongqing insisted, "how can a bride wear a suit?"

There are several types of wedding dresses she wants to prepare for Hill. What is a suit?

"Also, you promised to give birth to a daughter for us."

She suppressed a smile and looked at Hill's belly.

Shirka was dumbfounded, and the memory seemed to go back to the moment a few hours ago, and the picture of himself saying "yes" couldn't be clearer.

She's going to...have a baby.

Maybe even breastfeeding.

Too exciting to imagine.She covered her face in self-defeating, and didn't intend to go back on it. No matter what, it was after graduation from university, and there were still several years left. Don't panic, don't panic.

Maybe Si Kongqing wants to give birth again by then?

She had no memory of her fantasies of "making money by herself while Sikongqing nurses her children at home" a few days ago.

It's just a fantasy after all.

"Hill, go back to the apartment often in the future, okay?"

"……it is good."

The opening month of September, especially the end of the month, is the most festive time for students.The reason is that the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday has just ended in the middle of the month, and a longer National Day holiday will soon be ushered in.It is said that the school originally only wanted to leave for three days, but the Provincial Education Bureau made a surprise inspection and strictly enforced make-up classes, so the school reluctantly temporarily changed the holiday to five days.

Other prestigious schools also expressed their fear of not obeying, because they were afraid of being reported by their peers.

In other words, students can go straight home to enjoy their vacation after class on Tuesday.

The teachers are so worried that they have five days off. This group of worry-free students can fly. How can they be relieved if they don’t leave a little homework?

Not to mention that the festival performance is scheduled for Tuesday, which is equivalent to six days off.And going home from vacation is the first monthly exam.

In other words, the second class will produce the first batch of students who are eliminated.This high pressure also cast a cloud over the originally pleasant long vacation.

Can you still have fun?

Lower-ranked students groaned.

-- but not Hill.

Although he was injured and escaped the examination for the beginning of the school year, and although he never listened carefully to the homework and relied on copying, Hill had a kind of unhurried self-confidence. .

What about being eliminated?Anyway, I can make money by writing books in the future.

Her learning energy was exhausted in the previous life, and now she just wants to be a salted fish, and would rather spend her energy on coding.She also took the initiative to ask the volunteer group to sign up for a National Day volunteer, and excitedly encouraged Si Kongqing:

"Guofeng concert! It seems that there are many stars!"

The concert was held in Panlong Gymnasium, and the volunteers' job was to check tickets at the gate.According to the seniors, after checking the tickets, volunteers can go in and watch, and if someone leaves early, they can even sit on the seat.

Prostitution is the most beautiful thing in life.

"What kind of prostitution," Sikong Qing poked Hill's forehead with his finger, "doesn't your labor count?"

The little maid is really confused.

"Uh... This is the unexpected joy of volunteering..." Hill tried to argue for face.

"How many celebrities have you invited? You are not from this circle, how many do you know?" Sikongqing smiled, "Hetu, Dai Quan?"

Hill froze and rubbed her head awkwardly. She had only heard of these two.

When I went there, I just wanted to listen to the live version of "Wukong" by Dai Quan.

Sikongqing checked the Internet and found that the ticket price was in the early [-]s, although it had already been sold out.She sighed, she could make money as a tutor for an hour, and asked her to stand and check the ticket to blow the cold wind... She is not stupid.

It's nothing more than that the organizers can't make money, so they found some free labor that uses love to generate electricity.

"That's not right, I want to volunteer to watch the concert, and the organizer also saves money. Isn't this a win-win situation?" Hill felt confused, she looked at Si Kongqing, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

"Don't go."

Si Kongqing has a sense of sight that a scumbag "will not cherish it anymore".

"Then I'll find Han Yueru and the others." Hill grimaced and ran away.

On the seat, Si Kongqing rubbed his shoulders.She could have imagined how boring that kind of concert would be, and she could imagine Hill shouting "Thank you" and going home complaining.

This kind of star concert, if it is only for a singer, is really boring, even a kind of torment.

What's more, volunteers cannot leave early.

Feeling a little bit of a headache, Si Kongqing looked out the window. The yellow leaves were swept down from the tree by the strong wind. It was only the end of September, and it was already the season to start rubbing his hands in the cold.

She stared at it silently for a while, then took out her phone and thought about it, she still logged on to the "sodium-water-hydrogen" account that she hadn't used for a long time, and there was a crackling officially certified celebrity label behind her name.

Then, fans across the country received a notification, surprised to find that the account they thought had forgotten the password had posted a long-lost update.

"Two tickets for the Yuhua City Guofeng Concert at a high price, private chat if you are interested."

Chapter 92: Hill's Chicken Soup for the Soul

"Where's the lighting engineer you're looking for? It's been a while!"

"He...he doesn't answer the phone..."

"Where is the Department of Culture and Sports? Please confirm the order of appearances, according to the morning rehearsal!"

"Which class is that? Don't rehearse here, go backstage!"

Xia Yingzhen was out of breath, today was her busiest day since high school.

The school has contracted the art festival to the student union. This is the biggest festival of the year. The pressure can be imagined. The only convenient thing is that it does not need to be sponsored like other activities. .

"Xia Yingzhen," the head of the Culture and Sports Department was a literary and artistic girl with long hair. She was wearing a white dress and holding the manuscript in her white-gloved hands, "Let's go over the words again."

"How many times have you been right," Xia Yingzhen laughed, "You can simulate it in your own mind."

All in all, she's very, very busy.

Also not easy are the performers of various classes.

"Grandpa and grandma, why are you here!" Hill hurriedly greeted the two old people, a little caught off guard. She thought that it would be very difficult for Su Na and Sikong Ruoshui to take time to come, but now...

She is definitely not a surprise!

She was only worried that the scene of the two granddaughters kissing for a while would not have too much impact on the two old people.

"Anyway, we have nothing to do, why can't we come?" Grandpa smiled, "Isn't welcome?"

"No no..." Hill said shyly.She remembered that her grandfather's legs were not very good, and quickly found a seat for them to sit down.

At the same time, she saw Sikong Ruoshui in the distance talking with the head teacher Ban Yun, a successful person with a fortune in the shopping malls, who did not know how mighty he was on weekdays, but now he nodded and bowed at the people's teacher, as good as a student.

It's amazing.

According to the plot in the novel, shouldn't it be the snobbish teacher who flattered the rich and powerful parents?

As they were talking, they seemed to look at Hill again, their eyes were full of worry and anxiety. It was most likely that Ban Yun was making a small report, saying how Hill was doing in class, and she was so frightened that she quickly turned her head away, out of sight.

"Hill," Suna came over at some unknown time. She patted her daughter's shoulder and said something that every child had a shadow on, "I just talked to your physics teacher..."

Why do you need to go to a cram school? It's better to stay at school for evening self-study, and don't use mobile phones for your children.

Slowly, Hill became numb.

"Mom knows that you usually like to write novels, but now you still focus on learning."

Hill nodded, which she agreed, because she often prevaricates book friends who urge more updates like this.

Sikongqing watched the excitement on the side, ignoring Hill's eyes for help.Then I heard Suna say to Hill, "I heard that many boys in school are chasing you?"

Hill wanted to deny it, but Suna immediately added:

"Mom doesn't object to you finding a boyfriend, but you must protect yourself, understand?"

She had already discovered the abnormal atmosphere between her two daughters, and the standard for allowing her daughter to fall in love once went to college has also been relaxed to high school.

But her daughters' answers made her feel more complicated.

"Mom, we won't find boys to fall in love in high school, don't worry."