After Becoming a Little |

"Of course not." Khaki's wild expression showed no contempt, but a little bit of embarrassment: "I don't want to be an accomplice of 'no business, no killing'."

"...You are a special person." Ying Zhao Ji put away her deck, and propped her chin with both hands: "But it's useless, I only do this business because the money comes in quickly, it's convenient and easy, there's no pressure, what's more it is good?"

"Just that?"

"Otherwise - do you want to make up a bitter drama about being forced into the industry? I have said that that kind of thing is in a small country in Southeast Asia. In Japan or your republic, most people rely on their hands to pass through hard work. opportunity to make money."

Ying Zhaoji took a sip of the lemonade as she spoke, showing a contented expression.

"You are still a student."

"...Many dispatch service practitioners will say that they are students." Ying Zhaoji's eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "I am no exception, it seems that I am not a bad disguise?"

"I can tell more than a dozen marks of students on your body, such as the obvious pen callus on your right middle finger. If this kind of callus will soften after you leave the high-intensity writing on campus, it is not easy to maintain the current appearance."

Khaki wildly raised his cup: "As I said, I'm not interested in your background identity, I just want to get a more realistic social research sample."

Ying Zhaoji put down her glass and was silent for a moment: "Yes, I'm still a student."

"Have you fallen behind in your studies? Will doing this line of work affect your studies?"

"... Yes, but in comparison, if it is a part-time job or something, will it affect your studies?" Ying Zhaoji stirred the lemon slices in the cup with a spoon: "I don't want to argue that girls should choose this way Get money faster and don't want anyone to agree that I'm doing the right thing, I just think I'm doing okay now."

Khaki was silent for a moment, then turned off the recording program of the phone: "It seems that I was abrupt."

"So are you going to count the money for me?"

"I will."

"Hehe..." Ying Zhaoji looked at the wild khaki color with a determined look between her eyebrows: "Although I don't know what you are thinking, but if I was still in high school, I would definitely like you. Seriously, it’s really heart-warming.”

"Are you still planning to do this in the future?"

"In the later stage of transformation, you should try to do other things, such as a professional co-production job with me, or be a Yu-Gi-Oh card duel player-my grades in professional courses are very good!"

The little brother who loves paper next to him made a startled voice: "Eh? Did you really want to study?"

"Otherwise? This business is just a part-time job. Do you think I can still have a few years of youth?" Ying Zhaoji smiled genuinely: "And our country is different from your republic. The custom industry is semi-legal here. , so if I make a transition, the pressure will not be too great."

Niu, who was watching quietly from the side, looked down at the cup in her hand, shook the juice in it and disagreed with this way: "Why bother."

The khaki wild look away from the other party's not gorgeous new clothes, and ignored the slightly rough hands of the other party: "If the country's economy develops and prospers, the social welfare security, medical care and pension system are perfect enough, and the education level is popularized to Women are empowered to engage in mental work."

He raised the water glass in his hand and drank it down, then put it heavily on the table: "In this way, the awareness of gender equality in society can really develop to the point where women are no longer objectified, and women can freely choose the division of labor and roles in the family." , then their career choices will be much wider..."

"...Brother, I—" The little brother Wei Ai's paper man shrank his shoulders and wanted to say something.

"It has nothing to do with you, it's him who started to find his own way again." A voice came from behind, and a slender white hand pressed on his shoulder, soothing his emotions.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Ai Xiaobaihua also came over at some point. Her beautiful black hair, like a dark cloud falling slightly, was draped behind her, and pressed on the brocade cloak, which was embroidered and prosperous. harmony.

"The evolution of a person is not only about the body, but more about the mind." Ai Xiaobaihua pointed to her head: "When you have your own values ​​and worldview, no matter how perfect it is, it will be It’s something worth celebrating, and your elder brother is perfecting this kind of thing right now—Buddhists call it Obstacles of Knowledge, Taoists call it Moral Realm, and novels call it Enlightenment.”

She said with a smile in her eyes, looking at the light of the other party's soul: "And in my opinion, this is called SSR star promotion..."

Khaki shook his head wildly: "I just figured out some things—you talk, I'll go take a rest."

"We don't need to be saved!" Ying Zhao Ji looked at his back and shouted, "And you should wake up from your middle school dream, you can't change anyone!"

The khaki-colored man stopped wildly, and looked back at her, with a scorching brilliance in his eyes: "Then I will go and change the world!"

"..."

Everyone looked at this scene without knowing why, but Moses split the sea and opened a way for Khaki to leave wildly. The rest of the people looked at Ai Xiaobaihua, waiting for her reading comprehension.

Ai Xiaobaihua looked around: "Yo ho? And Moutai?"

A few old bottles of Moutai on the table next to her attracted her attention. Although she didn't like to drink and had no interest in drinking, she still picked it up with interest.

Sister Niu pursed her lips: "The hotel sent it today, saying that it was exported from Moutai to this book in the last century, their treasure."

"To whom?"

"...for you."

"Me?" Ai Xiaobaihua was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the gift was not Ai Xiaobaihua, but Alia, the eldest lady of the Leah Foundation.

It is estimated that the roar of the Far Eastern Dragon really scared these guys, and I heard that the Leah Fund was going to buy their hotel, but it didn't matter in the end.

Ai Xiaobaihua, who had no psychological pressure on accepting the gift, opened the bottle of precious old wine on the spot: "Come, come, for us... well, what can we celebrate recently?"

"The cooperation with the Dongdu Students' Federation has achieved staged success?"

"Good reason!" Ai Xiaobaihua picked up the wine bottle: "One cup for boys, half a cup for girls, there is only so much, let's have a taste."

Ying Zhaoji tilted her head to look at the girl, and asked in confusion, "Are you their... president?"

Ai Xiaobaihua looked back and raised the wine in his hand: "You want some too?"

"……thanks."

"You're welcome." Ai Xiaobaihua took a small wine glass and poured her half of it: "I am their president, my name is Alia, and I am an ordinary sophomore."

"Ordinary?" Ying Zhaoji looked at the gang of ghosts and snakes from the Dongshan University Student Union: "I don't think you are ordinary."

"It's called distance that creates beauty, just like we don't know Ying Zhao Ji's life." Ai Xiaobaihua said this with a natural tone and a frank expression.

Ying Zhaoji frowned: "You... don't seem to despise me very much?"

"Different people look at things from different angles." Ai Xiaobaihua shook the bottle, handed it to Sister Niu, and took a sip of the wine herself: "Have you read a book called "Dealing in Desire?" " book?"

"...No." Ying Zhaoji followed her example and took a sip of her wine, then frowned subconsciously.

"The author of that book, you can call her Kim, I'm not sure if she has the same work in Blue Star." Ai Xiaobaihua leaned against the long table: "She is a professor of sociology at the University of Chicago, and she was a doctoral student at the University of Berkeley. I spent five years collecting materials in Ho Chi Minh City, and wrote a book about practitioners like you in Southeast Asia."

"..." Ying Zhaoji was silent for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Another one who wants to be a hero?"

"No, she just wants to be an academic." Ai Xiaobaihua looked at her: "Besides, you are different from the practitioners here. They are all soft-spoken, why are you so serious?"

"I just--"

"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing." Ai Xiaobaihua took the absolute initiative in the conversation and just waved her hand: "But what you said about being a hero is also common in this industry, and it has even become a kind of backpack that specializes in dealing with European and American backpacks." customer's means."

In fact, SEX travel in Southeast Asia should be traced back to the period when American soldiers established military bases. This kind of thing can form an entire service industry, and even a mature transnational travel route. It is not just a simple purchase and sale of money .

"As you said, the economy in Southeast Asia is backward, women have no way to obtain higher education, no way to learn professional employment skills, they can only choose to work as female workers in factories, and their monthly salary is only a few hundred dollars— —If the money goes to the bar, it will be earned in one night.”

Ai Xiaobaihua raised the small wine glass in her hand and looked at the crystal chandelier in the hall: "The factory is completely exploited. You work more than ten hours a day, and your wages are confiscated, and you even have to suffer second-hand punishment from unscrupulous bosses." A squeeze... At this time, they change their way of survival, and it becomes a way to change their lives."

Ying Zhaoji opened her mouth: "I mean...the doctor..."

"Listen to me." Ai Xiaobaihua felt the warm liquid flowing down her throat, and the warm current came back up, and she couldn't help exhaling: "What Westerners want to see is a poor and backward country that fits their impression. Southeast Asia, so practitioners conform to their preferences and satisfy their stereotypes..."

She briefly talked about these routines. It is nothing more than practitioners fabricating a miserable life experience to win the sympathy of these guys. After all, the latter live in the first world of well-dressed clothes. With a natural aloofness, why not spend some money to satisfy your superhero dream in the form of charity?

"In the society they live in, there is no such thing as spending a thousand or eight hundred dollars to make someone grateful to him." Ai Xiaobaihua's words were not without ridicule: "But in those poor and backward areas, even if it is just It was a show—so they should thank those women for giving them a chance to regain their glory."

"...sounds like a Broadway version of Miss Saigon."

"Oh, they're good at it." Ai Xiaobaihua shrugged. She really didn't understand why Miss Saigon's opera, which expresses surprises between the East and the West under colonialism, was still rated as one of the four famous musicals.

It is probably similar to the selection of the Nobel Prize for Peace Prize?

Ying Zhaoji stopped talking, with confusion in her eyes.

"So do you understand?" Ai Xiaobaihua turned her head and looked at her: "All you see is yourself, the city and the pool in front of you, but what the man just saw was the world behind you One corner, what he wants to do is not just saving so-and-so such small things."

"He, or we, want to see more, see the world, and change it—maybe for the better, maybe for the worse."

As she spoke, she moved her small wine glass over and touched the small wine glass in Ying Zhao Ji's hand: "But no matter what, we choose hope~"

It's as if she raised the blood-stained flag in the chaos of the other world, changing the future of the human race and the pattern of the other world.

"You... mean?" Ying Zhaoji asked subconsciously.

"Here—" Ai Xiaobaihua pointed her chin to the little friends who were tossing around: "These are the people you saw. Although I am on vacation, I don't mind taking care of the healthy growth of these leeks."

"A student from Dongshan University?"

"No." Ai Xiaobaihua raised her hand and patted her on the shoulder, meaningfully: "It's the new generation of the Republic."

"..."

Ai Xiaobaihua tossed the cup in her hand casually, and Ying Zhaoji watched it draw an outrageous parabola, and then bounced off the table not far away, and stood firmly, without looking back. Walking outside the crowd, humming unfinished scattered lines while walking.

"The Road to the End of the World~ Retreat and Lose~ All the bones are turned into dust..."

"Leaving the sheath sword ~ ​​Baihong Guan ~ full of sunrise! It pierces the loneliness! Only the most affectionate and the most sexual can live up to it—"

Ai Xiaobaihua, who was humming a fragmentary tune, received unanimous applause from her friends.

"it is good!"

"Miss sings really well~"

"What song is this? I don't think I've heard it before?"

"Miss, one more!"

Handsomely pulling up his embroidered cloak, Ai Zhaojun gestured to the posture of water sleeves under Ying Zhaoji's gaze, with a playful voice: "Don't worship the mighty heaven and earth ~ Heshan Yongwei ~ Don't worship Gaotangji Qinghui!"

"Bless me only for a thousand years~ It's absurd this time! I'm not the one in the palace tonight—"

The back in front of Ying Zhaoji's eyes gradually blurred, it seemed that what she saw was not a young girl, but a carefree and carefree nobleman in luxurious clothes.

But in the next second, Mr. Gui chased a little bear and ran out.

Eh?bear?

Ying Zhaoji turned around and looked at the figure running in front of her, and then realized that it was not a bear, but a loli who was dressed like a bear.

Xiong Luoli fled frantically in front of her with a small cup in her arms: "Why don't you let me drink it! I'm also a student at Dongshan University! You don't worry about being few but about unevenness!"

Ai Xiaobai was so angry that he didn't hit a single point: "Drink a fart! You don't know what the hell you look like after drinking? Let me put it down!"

It's a pity that there are too many people here. Xiong Luoli took advantage of her height and kept shuttling under the skirt of a kind of young lady. She raised her neck and suffocated half a glass of white wine in the small cup, and then called Hiccup.

Ai Xiaobaihua and Lianhua, who had just chased over, changed their expressions instantly.

Only the muscular sister Gui Aige looked at the Moutai bottle on the table, thought for a while with a slightly subtle expression, but stopped and didn't move.

Aliya caught up with Loli Xiong and was about to slap her unconscious, but she didn't expect that the latter was already in a daze and wanted to sleep.

"Ok?"

Confused, Aliya thought for a while, and lifted Xiong Luoli to look at it. The other party softly gestured her small arms and short legs in the air, and finally they all fell into her hands, like a lying on the ground. fish down.

After shaking the bear loli, Aliya tried to put it on the ground to see if the other party would touch the ground, and then regained her vitality and started running.