The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Then let's go, thank you boss."

"Hey~ let's go, let's play when you have time."

The fat shopkeeper waved his hand and continued to wipe the polished mahogany counter.

Tang Jiao just crossed the threshold and paused. He vaguely felt that something was wrong. When he looked back, he found that the fat shopkeeper was watching them leave with a smile.

"What's wrong, Tang Jiao?" Chen Mili asked.

Tang Jiao retracted his foot, turned around and asked obediently: "Boss, you just said that you can get clues to the next point at each point, but you haven't told us yet."

"Yes! I almost forgot!" Chen Mili clapped his hands in sudden realization, "Boss, you are so unkind, you deliberately didn't tell us!"

I saw the fat shopkeeper couldn't hold back his laughter and laughed, his eyes narrowed into a kind line, more like Maitreya Buddha.

"Oh, little girls are not easy to fool, that's all. Listen up, this next point has to do with water."

On the other side, Xiao Jingchuan and his group had eaten and drank enough and were walking forward along with the crowd.

Lin Haojie looked around as if he was really visiting the market.

"Isn't it just like collecting cards when I was a kid? Do you think we should go directly to the finish line, or should we also participate in collecting stamps?"

When Xiao Jiacheng heard what he meant, he turned around and slapped him: "Gather! Why not gather, [-]! I can buy a desktop with a good computer!"

Lin Haojie screamed in pain and jumped in front of Xiao Jingchuan's feet. He blocked and pushed him, and then bumped into Xiao Jiacheng.

Lin Haojie, who was kicked back and forth like a ball, groaned and said:

"You don't even think about how many people there are in the first and second grade of high school. It's only [-] per person. I'll be grateful to God for completing the whole journey. Are you still competing with the heroes?"

"Besides, the wool comes from the sheep, and the money is not sponsored by Brother Xiao's family."

As he spoke, he tugged on his military training uniform and raised his finger to point at the black bracelet: "And this, this, our outfits are all from Brother Xiao's family, what's the point of him going to play here?"

"Hey, what do you think, if I press the red button now, I won't have to leave? Will I be taken to the camp as soon as the car comes?"

He looked at the small buttons on the bracelet, his fingers ready to move.

"I don't know if a car will pick you up soon. You will become a disgrace to 201. That must be true."

Xiao Jingchuan said coolly and continued walking forward.

"The shame of No. [-] Middle School." Xiao Jiacheng approached Lin Haojie and added, and after speaking, he followed Xiao Jingchuan's pace.

Lin Haojie was hit twice in a row, and he turned to Liao Fan, the most silent and harmless person in the dormitory, for comfort.

Liao Fan silently stretched out his slender middle finger, raised it up in front of his nose, held up his eyes, his lenses flashed, he looked straight ahead, walked forward, and left a message:

"A disgrace to men."

"Hey - you can't be like this! What about unity? What about friendship! Just when I say this, you will slander me and abandon me! Hey - wait for me! Then let's see what kind of gathering we have just before we leave! I heard it was very lively..."

At the entrance of Linying Market, blue and white cars came and went, and all the first-year high school students were sent to the official starting point one after another.

The sun has come out now, and more and more people are flocking to the iconic arch of Linying Market from all directions.

There were people of all ages, men, women, and children with their families, as well as people walking dogs. Plus groups of students being transported to the starting point, it was extremely lively and overcrowded.

The students who got off the last few buses carried their backpacks and raised their heads, looking at the arch and the dense flow of people in front of them, and were stunned.

"Oh my god, what's going on?"

"Although today is the weekend, isn't this too exaggerated? Going to the market? Or a parade..."

"This...where are we going?"

"Is the baby new here?"

An old man wearing a green and black striped shirt, standing with his hands behind his back and watching the excitement, asked the old man on the ground, and then continued without waiting for anyone to answer:

"Today is the Linying Great Objects Fair. People come here every month at this time. It's very lively. It's just started. There will be more people in a while."

"Uncle, what is a collection of big things?" the round-faced girl with two ponytails asked curiously.

Seeing how interested these young people were, the old man felt very excited.

"You've asked the right person. This collection is where everyone sells all the good things they have at home! There are also vendors from out of town, and they have all kinds of rare things.

If you see something you like, you can buy it directly. If you encounter a hot item, it will have to be auctioned. However, if you are lucky and meet someone you like, you can win by exchanging it directly with each other..."

"Then there's no need to be so early. It's only after seven o'clock, and there are so many people there. You can't buy any strange things online."

It's really hard for a boy to understand when he looks at the endless flow of people.

"Don't you understand this? You have to arrive early for the market. The earlier, the better the sign. Those who arrive early can draw lots and receive a grand prize! Last year, my daughter-in-law bought a refrigerator with double doors! Hey! …”

After Tang Jiao and his group came out of the deserted grocery store, they just passed through two alleys and ran into a sudden dense flow of people on the main road.

"Oh my god, what's going on? There are so many people?!"

I saw that in the Linying Market, which extends in all directions, people were constantly walking out of various alleys and converging on the main road for some reason, all moving forward along the main road with the same goal.

Like rivers flowing into the same sea.

Most of these people are here to visit the fair, and there are also some little green spots scattered in the crowd, which are the foot soldiers who happened to catch up with the big things fair.

There were too many people, and there were shouts and chatter all around, making the students confused and confused.

Chen Mili took out the brochure and got together with Tang Jiao to look at the road map behind them. During the process, he was bumped and bumped several times.

There are so many people that if you want to stand still, you will be pushed away by the crowd.

"This is...Chunxi Road, the main road, we, we are going in this direction, right?"

Fang Xiaomin pointed to the street sign and was unsure.

"Are we walking in the same direction as these people? Let's just go along, I'm almost squeezed to death."

A little girl aged sixteen or seventeen was squeezed into the crowd, almost out of sight. Several girls held on to each other to avoid being scattered.

Tang Jiao raised her head and looked around, seeing heads everywhere. She pursed her lips.

"Zhang Ya, please support me."

Tang Jiao supported the shoulders of Zhang Ya, who was taller among the group, and jumped up.

My field of vision was raised, and I could barely see many green figures in front of me.

She said quickly: "It should be right to go forward. Let's go out quickly along with the flow of people. Zhang Ya, Xiaomin, you guys, go ahead."

She pulled Chen Mili, who was almost unable to stand due to being squeezed by several adult men, and pushed her in front of her.

"Mi Li, you go in front of me and follow Zhang Ya and the others. We follow a line and we won't be easily separated."

None of them had ever experienced such a crowded and noisy scene. Feeling nervous, Chen Mili moved forward to put a hand on Fang Xiaomin's backpack while looking back uneasily.

"Tang Jiao, you have to follow me. Don't get separated. Hold on to my backpack."

"it is good."

Tang Jiao Yiyan grabbed Chen Mili's backpack.

Suddenly, someone hit her backpack hard from behind, and Tang Jiao was startled.

The surroundings were indeed very crowded, so Tang Jiao didn't say much, just glanced back out of habit.

The brim of the hat blocked part of her sight, and she could only briefly see a patch of military green. A short, low-pitched and dry apology flashed behind her ears. She must have been a student in military training.

Tang Jiao didn't pay attention and continued to move forward.

During this period, I was squeezed into my shoulders, bumped into my backpack, and stepped on my heels several times.

There were also uncles and aunts who crowded behind her, patted her shoulders, and shouted loudly: "Hey, young man, make way, make way."

Tang Jiao: "..."

She silently hunched her shoulders, and with her petite body, she managed to save half of her body while walking, so that these elders and aunties could squeeze past, so as not to be called out by the young men who came along the way.