The puppets' stage play

Song Sheng's face was stiff, and his expression was a little dazed. His eyes flashed with thoughts from time to time. Qi Xiu sat beside him and looked at him quietly.

Below, the scenery kept passing by, and the shanty town was soon left behind.

The black factory area exuding an industrial atmosphere is introduced to the eye. The tall barrel-shaped building in the center looks like an artist's graffiti from above, rough and full of characteristics.

Qi Xiu didn't think much and quickly passed the place he explored last time.

In the green belt, the villas are brightly lit and look extremely luxurious.

"Dude, what do you think of this situation in the black labor area?"

Qi Xiu turned around and saw that Song Sheng had returned to normal and was looking at him with gentle eyes.

"Doesn't anyone know about this situation?"

"Control? Why do you care? Just enjoy and criticize at the same time. Don't think too well of those in power."

Qi Xiu nodded in his mind and scanned the scene below, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes. The enjoyment there was quite good, but it was just a bit corrosive to one's will. He still had to remain dignified in front of the relative beside him.

"Everything in the black working area is essentially to serve the upper class. The fanatical gambling atmosphere, the temptation of various beauties, and the physical experience of enjoying the ultimate happiness. This is essentially what is good for the upper class and what is good for the lower class, so you must remember not to think about it if you don't have enough capital. Replace this place"

Perhaps sensing Qi Xiu's deliberate display of discomfort and disgust, Song Sheng warned him about the information he had obtained from Bo De.

After he became famous at the beginning, he also wanted to shut down this place. Soon someone came and threatened him. After weighing it, he finally chose to integrate into it, but he didn't think that was right.

"Power corrodes the mind. Lower class people are not human beings. If you want to change, you can only implement it from the top down."

There was some longing in Song Sheng's words. Qi Xiu had no intention of changing other people's minds. In fact, he was just considering other things.

"Where are we going?"

Song Sheng was still a little emotional. Leng Buding heard this and looked at Qi Xiu with strange eyes. He didn't know whether the other party was indifferent or didn't want to mention it anymore.

But he didn't want to say more. The farther away this place is before there is any hope of transcending classes, the better. On the other hand, the higher your status, the friendlier this place will be to you.

He still values ​​​​this relative he found by chance. He has worked independently for many years and what is the point of not showing it in front of his relatives.

He only felt that the passion he had had for many years was ignited.

"Let's go to No. 4 Street in Fuguang District. The people there are my old acquaintances."

Song Sheng smiled wistfully, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't necessarily have opened a school in the black industrial area, and of course I wouldn't have met you, so I'm going to have a drink with him."

"By the way, I would like to introduce you to my circle," Song Sheng whispered with a mysterious smile, appearing to be in a very good mood.

Qi Xiu responded boredly, put himself on full alert, and watched the flash area getting closer and closer.

Twelve of the latest 'Yunguang' airships are arranged in the sky, playing various programs in a loop, and floats of various styles are hovering in the sky in order and waiting.

According to the Air Traffic Law, he followed the planned road and the car he was in was among them.

The intelligent systems in the car lined up silently, and people watched the bustling scene, the dazzling array of vehicles around them, the sounds coming from not far away, the light screen was clearly visible, and strange buildings abounded below.

The road is densely covered with vehicles, the traffic lights are constantly turning, and mechanical guards strictly deal with all kinds of queue jumping and light running behaviors. The people sitting in the cars below look into the sky with deep envy.

The people in the sky looked down arrogantly. They were obviously from the same world, but in the air they seemed to be isolated from the ground, like two worlds.

Song Sheng was lying down with a relaxed expression. He occasionally glanced down and smiled disdainfully. He turned his head and looked at Qi Xiu who was looking around seriously.

"You may think this situation is incredible. In fact, these people are waiting for relief funds from above every month to live, but they pursue luxury themselves.

I live in virtuality all day long and don't know how to work hard and make progress, so I have no hope and will be like that for the rest of my life." The cold words said.

Qi Xiu was silent.

The world is very sad, and people who are so sad that their lives are hopeless don't feel sad, and their hearts feel a little heavy. Regarding Song Sheng's serious advice, he probably understood the other party's intentions.

It's true to persuade him to go out to eat, and it's true to go see his friends, but the biggest purpose is to let him see this scene, understand the huge difference in class, and work hard.

It can't be said that he has good intentions, but he is really good to his relatives.

It's a pity that there is a huge difference between him and Qi Xiu. He can only follow the rules, but Qi Xiu can subvert everything. However, Qi Xiu will not do it deliberately. For him, if he does not desire a changer, he I will just watch silently.

A scene flashed in my mind.

A boy who was so fragile and incompetent that he could only lie on the bed and cry, unable to do anything and no one would care about him anymore.

It shook its head heavily and put its thoughts behind it. Looking at Song Sheng's concerned eyes, he said that he was fine.

Song Sheng was still worried and touched his hands left and right, looking a little worried.

There were originally no restrictions on movement in the air. Those who could afford to buy floats were considered respectable. Everyone just tacitly abided by the rules set by each other and safeguarded their own interests. Generally, no one would violate it.

A silver car broke away from the traffic flow, climbed towards the unmanned area, and headed towards 4th Street, Inner Ring Road, Fuguang District at high speed.

The people in line were surprised and felt a little unhappy. Just as they were about to complain, the smart system in the car popped up a public message.

"I am Song Sheng, who is a student of Scholar Bode. I'm sorry, everyone, but my relative is in poor health. I'll take him to the inner ring to have a look."

“As expected of a scholar”

“You really love and care for your loved ones”

It suddenly dawned on everyone that some people lamented the privileges of scholars. They felt a little envious but suppressed their dissatisfaction. After all, even if they were both in the sky, there were differences between classes.

"Bode? What is it? Song Sheng, an unheard-of trash fish."

Although some people are not afraid of the other party, and some even know that the situation is not good, they do not bother to take action on this matter.

The aerial executor robot turned a deaf ear to this and silently directed the vehicle to move, only reporting the situation.

Song Sheng was a little anxious. He directed Zhinao to leave the airway, report his situation to the center, and then drive directly to the inner ring.

Qi Xiu looked at the other party and felt interesting in his heart. He also knew that the other party was not in a good situation now, but he did not care about the possible worries for his so-called relative.

The human heart is truly amazing.

He smiled, feeling from the bottom of his heart.

After that, Song Sheng took him to the hospital on 4th Street, and the results came out quickly. Under his deliberate cover-up, it was determined that he was feeling unwell for the first time in the air.

After that, I was prescribed some medicine that could cure me. There were seven acupuncture needles in total. One pill a day can make the body produce antibiotics, so this situation will not happen again.

The two of them left the hospital, and their float was tightly surrounded by several airships. Several big men stood aside. The leader asked Song Sheng to show his identification, and Song Sheng quickly showed his scholar's card.

The leading man's attitude was not very good and he grabbed Song Sheng from his hand.

After showing the proof, the other party sneered and threw it back.

Song Sheng hurriedly caught it, looking a little embarrassed. The other party nodded slightly to Song Sheng, and was only respectful in attitude.

The big man turned to look at Qi Xiu, his face half-smiling but not smiling, his nostrils pointed this way, and deep in his eyes was great contempt.

snort! The other party smiled jokingly and turned to leave.

Song Sheng's face turned red. However, his identity was still quite good in the black work area, but he was not taken seriously in the glamor area. He could only sigh and hold his hand to express comfort.

Qi Xiu was very calm and watched the other party leave with a calm expression, then turned around and left with Song Sheng.

The other party called himself Li Jiade, and he remembered this very clearly.

Song Sheng opened the door of the floating car and pressed the red button next to the driver's seat. Instead, he stood aside and the floating car automatically closed the door and took off into the air.

Song Sheng watched his Lan Xiangjue leave alone and sighed.

On the way, Song Sheng explained to him that due to violating air traffic laws, his car would be impounded for three days before it would automatically fly back to his home.

The Fuguang District is divided into streets 1 to 8. Ordinary people can move at most on streets 6 to 8. They have no right of residence and will be arrested if they cross the street without permission from high-class people. The rules are strict.

Qi Xiu knew that he often came to Xia San Street.

4th and 5th streets are only accessible to some people with higher status.

Scholars, mentors and disciples, foreign businessmen, small wealthy families, and workshop owners have the right to open shops and live in this area, which is considered the outskirts of the city and is called Zhonger Street.

Streets 2 and 3 are the hub of Fuguang District. They serve the top merchants and powerful people in other cities. They are inner streets.

The last 1st Street is the private residence of the city's powerful people, although they usually live in Patek District and Shinong District.

This set of rules for the city's operation was established by the Bai family, the original lord of the city, but now it is also declining and its status is deteriorating.

Song Sheng whispered to Qi Xiu some taboos in this city on the road, and soon arrived at a bustling commercial area.

Manhattan business district.

On 4th Street in the inner ring of Fuguang Street, artificial lighting devices in the sky illuminate the gradually darkening night, making it clearly visible like daylight. Pedestrians coming and going are well-dressed, polite and courteous to each other, and unhurried.

A man dressed as a gentleman came out of the gift shop with a lady on his arm. The little girl wearing a pink ribbon on her head and a white dress followed quietly, smiling sweetly at passers-by.

The middle-aged man in a suit smiled politely in return, raised his hand to look at the exquisite watch, paused slightly, and walked toward the store on the right.

Qi Xiu looked at the scene in front of him. It was very different from the original memory of the people in the outer ring walking anxiously and busy until late at night. Everything here reflected a certain word.

Song Sheng looked sideways at Qi Xiu and whispered.

"This is class!"

Qi Xiu didn't answer.

He turned around and took Qi Xiu to a nearby clothing store.

This is a shop owned by foreign merchants, so the prices are lower than that of local shops, and the quality is actually better. After all, if you want to attract customers, you can't do it without discounts.

"Since the quality is better, wouldn't it be more expensive?" Qi Xiu asked in confusion.

Song Sheng smiled and explained that they didn't dare. If outsiders dared to sell them at a high price, they would have to close down immediately.

Qi Xiu suddenly realized.

He took Qi Xiu to buy some clothes and asked him to change into them. The old clothes were destroyed and Qi Xiu changed his attire.

A round-neck hat, a white fitted shirt inside, the jacket is black and reflects light, the cuffs are tied to the wrists, there is a row of smooth buttons in the middle, the chain-like line on the left side of the upper collar rests on the right pocket, and the lower body is a dark suit like Ink's slim fit pants.

Song Sheng was very satisfied with what he saw. He paid Qi Xiu generously and left with Qi Xiu, but his hands were shaking a little.

After crossing two or three blocks, Qi Xiu was in good health, and Song Sheng had some sweat on his forehead.

Originally, he wanted to drag Qi Xiu to take an exclusive public car, but Qi Xiu stopped him after seeing the heartache in his eyes. He thought to himself, it seems that this person is indeed in poor financial condition.

As we walked forward, we came to another commercial area, which was obviously more prosperous and had more people than the previous one.

Sibaijia Business District.

Song Sheng explained that this place was run by some local wealthy people and they were his own people, so everyone usually only came here. He took Qi Xiu all the way.

Liquid bionic toys, high-imitation figures of Killer No. 4, many exquisite costumes, and fragrant artificial food, Song Sheng didn't even look at them, and skillfully pulled Qi Xiu to a noodle shop.

Song Sheng greeted loudly with a smile.

The leader, a dark-faced young man wearing a white chef's uniform, looked here with a smile on his dull face, but his smile froze a little as he looked at Qi Xiu behind him.

Qi Xiu recognized that this person was Wu Sheng, one of the two top students who won the class.