Chapter 338: Doomsday Hunter 4

So the mother and daughter waited for nearly an hour.

After that, Mu Lin will call Ji Zhengqing's house and ask him to pick up the schoolbag.

This time, Hua Hua threw his schoolbag on his shoulder and said on his back:

"No wait, go home."

It's getting dark, and the school has begun to clear people. If you don't leave, you'll have to be invited out.

Come back to school in the next few days, if Xiao An doesn't come before she gets on the spaceship, she won't care.

It's not that she doesn't want to abide by the agreement, but that she only knows Xiao An's character name and doesn't know any other information. It's the first time she's received a gunman's text, so she's not familiar with the rules of this style, and she doesn't know how to find it. he.

You can only go according to the general trend of the plot.

Before leaving, Hua Hua suddenly remembered and asked the head teacher Mu Lin:

"Mr. Mu, does Ji Zhengqing have a quota for interstellar immigrants?"

When Mother Dong heard the name, she looked at her daughter fiercely and wanted to say something, but she swallowed it.

Mu Lin was also a little surprised that she would ask this question, because in her impression, Dong Qinxin, a well-behaved and obedient student, had little communication with Ji Zhengqing.

The two sometimes met in the office, and they both pretended not to know each other, and their relationship seemed to be very stiff.

Those who didn't know thought they were not in the same class.

Dong Qinxin has never taken the initiative to ask about Ji Zhengqing like this.

Although it felt strange, Mu Lin shook her head regretfully and said, "No."

"Why?" Fancy blurted out.

Although Ji Zhengqing's reputation in school is not very good, he often fights and skips classes.

But his performance has always been among the best, and before the catastrophe, he also won many awards in major youth science and technology innovation competitions across the country, which has added a lot of glory to his alma mater.

Before Mu Lin spoke, Dong's mother said solemnly:

"Qinqin, now we just need to take care of ourselves."

Then he nodded to Mu Lin and said politely:

"Mr. Mu troubles you today, we'll go back first."

"Ah, oh well, be careful on the road," Mu Lin said.

On the way back, Fancy sat in the co-pilot with his schoolbag and stared straight ahead in silence.

It was getting dark, and the streets were lit up with colorful signs.

Most of them are "against interstellar immigrants!"

"Fair and just, everyone has the right to live!"

.....and many more

From time to time, a small group of scattered marchers passed by outside the car window, holding up light signs and shouting slogans day and night.

Government fighters armed with guns drove around to prevent them from entering the heavy ground and destroying the spacecraft.

But no matter how hard they were driven and suppressed, there were still groups of demonstrators who marched day and night against interstellar immigrants.

The Great Immigration Program is a paradise for the rich, a trip to the stars.

For others, it is hell, a torture device that deprives them of their right to live.

Fancy looking back.

None of her business.

She is not the protagonist of this book, and she is not needed to save the people.

"Why did you go to school alone today?" Dong's mother suddenly asked.

She asked very calmly, and could not hear any special emotions.

Fancy said: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye? The female classmates who played with you better went home a few days ago, and they didn't come today." Dong's mother said.

Fancy frowned and said, "You still investigate my friend?"

In Dong Qinxin's memory, her mother managed her very strictly, not only worrying about her studies, but also restricting her from teaching friends.

The desire to control is particularly strong.

But Fancy did not expect that even if she nodded her head, she would investigate all the friends she could make friends with, and even know when they left the school.

Impressed.

No wonder Dong Qinxin was raised so delicately.

Anyone who has three hundred and sixty degrees of supervision from a young age must grow into a good boy who is obedient and obedient.

Dong's mother didn't say a word. She took out a small packet of fudge from the small drawer next to the steering wheel and handed it to her. Then she said patiently:

"Qinqin, you must understand that you are not a child of an ordinary family. Your father and I are doing confidential work. Your social circle must also be clean, so that our family can live a safe and secure life."

After speaking, she glanced at the schoolbag in her daughter's hand.

Huahua knew that she was making a pun and reminded her not to get too close to Ji Zhengqing.

Fancy knows the reason, it is nothing more than that Ji Zhengqing has a father who is sitting in prison, and the background is not clean.

The Dong family works for the country, and they must be clean from head to toe.

Isn't this the exact opposite of Ji Zhengqing?

If had known that this body was in such a family situation, Fancy would definitely have asked the gay guy named Ginkgo to replace it for her.

"Got it." Fancy said.

Then stop talking.

Dong's mother only treated her daughter's temper, and didn't bring up the topic again.

Back home, Dong's father hasn't come back yet and is still working overtime in the research institute.

Dong's mother ate something casually, and brought another meal to go back to work overtime.

The spacecraft was about to take off, and all the research experts were dizzy for a while.

After a fancy meal, I opened the refrigerator to look for a drink, and saw that it was stuffed with my favorite food, and a note attached to the side.

It was written by Dong's father and Dong's mother, and the content is probably to instruct her to eat something that is too cold, and to eat less food that contradicts asthma, or not to eat it at what time.

Written very clearly and carefully.

In the end, Dad Dong also drew a simple stick figure of a family of three holding hands.

Fancy stared at the note for a while, and the warm picture of a family of three getting along kept flashing in his mind.

I have to say that although the husband and wife are very busy with their work, they have not missed the education and company of their daughter.

Especially before the catastrophe, squeezed out all the time from work to travel the world with daughter to broaden horizons.

Dong's father and Dong's mother are definitely first-class good parents.

Dong Qinxin is the kind of girl who looks obedient and obedient on the surface, but is actually a little extravagant and aloof.

This is the result of material and spiritual enrichment since childhood.

Fancy sighed, grabbed a bottle of ice Coke and went upstairs to his room.

The room is actually half empty and most of the stuff is already packed and waiting to be taken to the new home.

Fancy drinking Coke, lying in bed thinking about what happened today.

The original owner went to school today for Ji Zhengqing.

In order to apologize to him, it can be regarded as the last goodbye.

Things have to start from the time of the first year of high school before the catastrophe.

Dong Qinxin has studied well since he was a child, and it is not ordinary, the kind that can throw off the second place by several tenths.

But since she was in the same class with Ji Zhengqing, her long-standing sense of superiority collapsed in an instant.

She finally felt the powerlessness of being dumped by the first place.

Also, this first place doesn't seem to study hard, either fighting or playing with robots all day long.

Most importantly, he didn't even look at her!

Over time, the name Ji Zhengqing almost became a thorn in her heart.

Pull it out with blood, don't pull it out and pierce your heart.

The reaction was that she didn't have a good face for Ji Zhengqing, and she couldn't help but speak coldly to him in front of her classmates.

This is very different from her usual character as a good girl.

Ji Zhengqing felt it too, but he didn't care, he still had a bad face on everyone.

But everyone felt that the two scholars were incompatible and their relationship was rigid.

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