end of ten days.

Chapter 200 Pure Evil

"It's all my own carelessness..." Chen Ting said annoyedly, "The newly bought mobile phone can fall on the ground, why am I so stupid?"

Yes, of course you are stupid, you actually came to provoke me.

Although I don't have Brother Qu to cover me anymore, it's still more than enough to deal with you bastards.

These painful three years were really a deep torture for me.

Not only do I have to learn professional parenting knowledge, but I even have to learn piano and painting.

Watching those whores work so hard makes me sick to my stomach.

How could anyone like these things?

What's the use of drawing well?Will others be afraid of you?

So what if you play the piano well?can earn money?

It seems that their life is like this, sad and pitiful.

There is an essential difference between me and them, and I know exactly what I need.

A strong man can save me countless efforts. Now that Brother Qu is gone, I need to find another man.

I got acquainted with the gangsters at the gate of the school, but to be honest, they were all too timid. I asked them to rob them and they would not dare to rob, let alone beat someone.

Strong men are extremely difficult to find, so I had to choose another path.

That's rich men.

Whether it's a lawyer, a doctor or a boss, as long as they have money, that's my goal.

Whether it's designer cosmetics or an expensive cell phone, as long as they have money, it means I have money.

I downloaded a bunch of dating apps on my phone and started picking my quarry.

I have to say, this matter is much simpler than I imagined.

As a high school student, as long as I take the initiative to meet up, those old men simply cannot resist the temptation.

I made a lot of money.

Those sluts in the class are working hard to learn knowledge, and in the end they have to work for others. Thinking about it this way, they are really miserable.

I can earn so much money in just one month, so why do I need to work part-time?

I finally bought cosmetics and a mobile phone.

Makeup can make me more beautiful, and then I can continue to make more money by taking beautiful pictures with my new phone.

Three years passed quickly, and most of the classmates in the class were isolating me. I knew they were just jealous, because I couldn't run out of cosmetics, and my mobile phone was often replaced.

Even if I use eyebrow pencil to draw on paper, even if I use foundation to paint on the wall, I can't give them my cosmetics.

After all, I am not the same as them, and I will have a better life than them.

In the past three years, I haven't scratched their faces, which is enough to give them face.

For the rest of my life, I will never get in touch with them, and I don't need them to accept me at all.

After graduation, I have more time to choose prey.

But I gradually found that this is not a good thing.

For some reason, most men will only ask me out once, and the money they give is far from enough to cover my expenses.

Why can I date so many people when I was a student...but not now?

And why, all the people I dated were poor guys?

They don't even want to give money, thinking it's a relationship.

Who am I, Xiao Ran?

Want to fall in love with me without spending a penny?

After three days of thinking, I came up with the answer.

It is "identity"!

My current status is not very good. I am a vagrant. In this way, wouldn't I become a special "special practitioner"?

Don't be funny, I'm not like those whores who come out to sell, I'm educated, I'm much more noble than them.

But what identity should I give myself?

After thinking about it, I returned home, and I told the old woman that I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher.

She cried again.

It's really weird, every time I have a new idea, she cries.

She took my hand and said that I had grown up, and that my wish would be fulfilled, even if it was nothing.

But I didn't expect that the two of them would really sell everything.

The family house was mortgaged by them.

It is said that my education is too low. If I want to enter kindergarten, I have to spend money to manage it.

It doesn't matter to me, it's not my money anyway.

As long as I can have a legitimate identity, the next thing will be much easier.

After paying 10 yuan to the principal, I successfully became a kindergarten teacher.

I also met my high school classmate here, my deskmate, Chen Ting.

It's just that she's not the same as me.

She is now a college student and was sent to practice in this kindergarten, but I am already a regular employee.

That's the difference between me and her.

She is not as smart as me, and she takes the farthest path no matter what, but I am different, I will take shortcuts.

"Xiao...Xiao Ran?" Chen Ting had a complicated expression when she saw me, she was silent for a while, and she still showed a relieved smile, "I really didn't expect to meet you here, you really like children very much, In the end, I became a kindergarten teacher."

"Yeah." I smirked and nodded, "We're all the same!"

On the first day of work, Chen Ting and I were assigned to the same small class. I mainly manage and she is responsible for assisting.

I don't understand what is the dignity of these chattering children?They actually need me to take care of them?

When I was having lunch on the first day, I sat at the desk and played with my mobile phone. By the way, I changed my information. I need to tell them which kindergarten teacher I am right away, so that my information looks full of temptation.

Not long after, Chen Ting pushed the door open and came in, showing a displeased expression after just a glance.

"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment, "Xiao Ran, why don't you care about the kids eating?"

"What do I need to take care of when eating?" I asked casually without looking up.

Chen Ting sighed, rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the children.

I looked up and saw that most of those annoying children couldn't use a spoon, rice grains and vegetable soup were spilled everywhere, and there was a child who didn't even eat, just sat on the seat and cried all the time, it was really annoying.

Why don't they die?

"Okay, okay..." Chen Ting touched the crying little boy and said, "Don't cry, tell the teacher what's your name?"

The little boy whined and said something he didn't understand.

"Is your name Chen Suoran?" Chen Ting said with a smile, "If you don't cry, the teacher will tell you a secret."

The little boy sniffed his nose a few times, and sure enough, he stopped crying: "What, what secret?"

"Teacher, I am also surnamed Chen!" Chen Ting slowly picked up the spoon and put it in the little boy's hand, "Did you know that among all the people surnamed Chen, no one cries when they eat, so you have to hurry up Change it."

The little boy stared blankly at Chen Ting, without speaking.

"If you don't believe me, think about it carefully. Is your father also surnamed Chen?" Chen Ting's voice was very gentle, and many children in the class quieted down to listen to her, "Is your father not crying when he eats? As a little man, you have to learn to feed yourself so that you can grow as tall as your father."

"Hmm..." The little boy nodded seriously with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Nausea.

I shook my head, it was disgusting.