Mu Aizhen frowned and cried silently.

Sun Xiaomei was also howling outside the house.

Life in the Mu family has been very difficult recently.

Mu Siping's salary was not bad before, but Sun Xiaomei now works as a cashier in a company, and her salary is not low, and she gets a large subsidy from the Mu family.

Even if I have to enroll my two children in cram schools, interest classes, and send them to school, I can still cope with life well.

Sun Xiaomei also has the spare time to dress herself, her husband and two children beautifully, and keep the house clean.

But since Aizhen could no longer stay in No. 1 Middle School and transferred to Wanhua, the living conditions of the Mu family have plummeted visibly.

As a mother, in addition to going to work every day, she also has to find part-time jobs in various places as much as possible. She is exhausted to death every day.

How could he still have the energy to do housework when he got home when he was so tired? Mu Siping was another person who didn't help him when his oil bottle fell.

This Wanhua Middle School is simply a gold-eating beast.

Gao Xiaowei flicked the tablet off the table, as if awakened from a sweet dream, and what was left was an ashes-like desolation.

After listening to it for a few seconds, Sun Xiaomei's face glowed green and she felt dizzy - the top scorer in the college entrance examination!? Just her!

Why should she? Why is it not her Aizhen and Aibao who are so beautiful?

Sun Xiaomei still thinks of Mu Qingyun as a dusty country girl.

Mu Qingyun bypassed Mr. Qiao and monopolized the southern target.

Just before this year's college entrance examination, he used the last 'magical' incense stick.

Sun Xiaomei closed her eyes and tried hard to convince herself that she would give up Aizhen in three years so that she could study abroad.

Shouldn't she let Aizhen go to Wanhua Middle School?

The other person is a young man in his twenties or fives. He has a flat head, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks very upright. He is wearing a traditional Ming Dynasty costume. It is obviously quite complicated, but it makes him look clean and neat.

Stretching and moving his shoulder blades, Mu Qingyun narrowed his eyes and continued to 'shoot arrows'.

Still in the boxing gym.

The young man nodded to Mu Qingyun: "Mr. Mu will celebrate his birthday next month. I will set up a ring at Mu's house to wait for you."

Sun Xiaomei looked at her daughter's door, feeling sad and regretful for a moment.

He didn't even tell anyone who knew about it, he just took the incense and walked around the streets of Taoshi to gain the trust of strangers.

"Fang Heng has really returned to China. Classmate Mu, ah, classmate Mu, you are young and very capable. How dare you provoke Fang Zhilong? Tsk, are you in trouble?"

Elite monsters like him who can shoot accurately with a bow, regardless of whether it is vertical, horizontal, forward, backward, with two hands, one hand, looking at the target or not looking at the target, don't show up, let Xiao Mengxin

They were devastated.

Seeing that the quarrel in the living room had finally calmed down, Mu Aizhen took out her cell phone, hesitated for a moment, and sent a WeChat message to Gao Xiaowei - Can you lend me 20,000 yuan?

Summer vacation is here, and she is going to travel with her classmates.

Gao Xiaowei raised his hands to cover his eyes and trembled slightly. His father, who was a driver, and his mother, who was a nanny, both comforted him, saying that he was only a sophomore in high school and would have a chance next year.

He actually only scored 307 points, which was a huge difference from his usual scores.

Mu Qingyun: "??"

It’s finally over!

The man behind smiled and said nothing more. Mu Qingyun picked up the water glass and turned around naturally.

But——still failed.

After a while, Mu Qingyun was also driven into a small room to keep company with the elite monsters.

Most students in Wanhua go to study abroad.

She actually liked playing by herself, it was more comfortable and quieter, and she just shot two arrows.

A small and exquisite circle was drawn on the target. The circle was so round that just by looking at it, one could see how calm and composed the archer was.

After a while, the coach asked Mr. Qiao in a roundabout way to go to the small room upstairs to play by himself.

He didn't dare to ask for anything too excessive. This time he just took the college entrance examination a year in advance and seriously sought the title of provincial champion in the college entrance examination.

…

She refused to believe that that stinky girl could still have such a fate.

Mu Qingyun on the tablet in front of him, every look in his eyes was full of sarcasm.

In the future, when your children return to China after completing their studies, have a high degree of education, and their classmates are all celebrities, then they will truly be considered as not losing at the starting line.

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, feeling helpless.

After the man finished speaking, he smiled and walked downstairs and out of the boxing gym in a hurry.

Mu Qingyun, who almost made Sun Xiaomei, Mu Aizhen, and Gao Xiaowei vomit blood, stared at the system, savored the sunny mood carefully, and couldn't help but smile.

Qiao Qing's movements were very casual, which was in sharp contrast to the standard standing movements of the coach next to her.

What's even worse is that Sun Xiaomei feels that her obedient daughter has recently reached the stage of rebellion.

Sun Xiaomei didn't have the energy to argue with Mu Siping, so she slowly sat down, looked up, and saw Mu Qingyun's face on the TV, and her chest suddenly felt tight.

My academic performance has been declining, and I am spending more and more money.

Suddenly a calm and unfamiliar voice sounded from behind.

There are also all kinds of archery targets in the small room.

Mu Qingyun then let out a small breath.

Mu Qingyun turned around, and the person speaking now was a young man with red hair. He had a face that didn't look like a good guy at first glance. His hair was slightly blown up and his face was a little bit pointy.

"Fang Zhilong? Who?"

That's right, archery.

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It was completely invisible from the outside. The sense of crisis that made her hair stand on end, as if she were seeing a natural enemy, was given to her by this person.

Mu Qingyun's hair suddenly exploded, her pores stung slightly, there was a bang in her ears, and her muscles almost tightened uncontrollably. She instinctively calmed her breath, and steadily shot out the remaining eight arrows in sequence.

.

"It's accurate and powerful, but it's just not fierce enough."

If she hadn't thought it would only be three years, she wouldn't have been able to hold on.

She looks obedient and looks like a beginner, but with a bow and an arrow, she can act like a falling meteor... Ahem, in short, she is not suitable to be with novices.

Let these two mythical beasts play by themselves.

Will she be trapped in the current predicament in her future life and unable to escape?

Gao Moumou's brain is damaged. She is not a normal person and cannot communicate. She really doesn't want to think about this person at all. If she could choose, Mu Qingyun would rather freeze in the snow for three days and three nights than be with him.

Intrigue'.

Twenty thousand yuan is not enough, and I will need to borrow it again in a few days.

No chance.

Gao Xiaowei heard the exclusive WeChat ringtone belonging to Mu Aizhen, but he sat motionless on his chair.

Mr. Qiao happened to go downstairs to drink coffee today and stopped by the boxing gym for some archery practice. Mu Qingyun followed him to rub in with the coach.

After he got the incense, he imagined so many beautiful things, but from now on, they all become delusions.

"Chance?"

He was obviously sent here by the coach to shoot arrows alone, how come all kinds of monsters and monsters can appear?

"who?"

The red-haired man stumbled suddenly and almost fell to the ground. He stared at Mu Qingyun for a few times, then looked at Qiao Qing, and gave a thumbs up: "Okay, awesome, then I'm looking forward to the excitement of classmates Mu and Fang Heng."

Duel."

"Tsk, if the successor of Bupingjian faces the candidate of Mu family's heir, I'm afraid this will be the only major event in the world in the second half of the year."
Chapter completed!