After Yan Xiaoxiao had eaten and drunk her fill, she started looking for a flower and plant seller. She walked all over the street before finally finding one in a corner at the end of the street.

But the products on sale were a bit monotonous, just common varieties, most of which were easy to grow. In addition, due to the season, the chrysanthemums, roses and other flowers that Yan Xiaoxiao wanted were not available.

Yan Xiaoxiao was a little disappointed. "Do you have any flower seeds here? Any flower will do."

The flower vendor was a young man in his twenties. When he heard that Yan Xiaoxiao wanted seeds, he immediately became excited.

“Yes, I have all kinds of flower seeds here.

I used to have a shop in a flower market, but unfortunately it closed due to the bad economic situation.

After dealing with the last batch of flowers and plants in my hands before the New Year, I returned to my hometown.

Few people buy seeds these days. I collected a lot of them at the beginning, but I didn’t sell many. They are all in the rental house!"

Yan Xiaoxiao immediately expressed her desire to go and take a look. The vendor looked at the time and since there wouldn't be many people buying flowers anyway, he packed up his things and took Yan Xiaoxiao back to the house he rented in a nearby village in the city.

Yan Xiaoxiao flipped through a whole row of flower seeds. She found transparent plastic bags filled with seeds of varying quantities. The bags were labeled with the names of the flowers: rose, lily of the valley, lily, jasmine...

Most of them were common ones, and Yan Xiaoxiao didn't mind them. She took them all with a wave of her hand.

The vendor was very happy to see this. He took out a large woven bag he used for moving and put all the seeds in it, filling up a whole bag.

The peddler tried to lift it but failed, so he smiled awkwardly.

Yan Xiaoxiao directly gave him 30,000 yuan in cash.

The vendor's attitude towards Yan Xiaoxiao became better. These seeds were several years old and he didn't know whether they could still be grown. He was going to throw them all away.

He was so enthusiastic that he asked someone to help Yan Xiaoxiao send the seeds home.

Yan Xiaoxiao refused, picked up the woven bag and walked away in the vendor's surprised gaze, and when she turned a corner, she saw that no one had put it into the space.

She turned left and right in the urban village and if she didn't have a good memory, she probably wouldn't have been able to get out.

There are many illegal buildings in urban villages these days, and no one cares. Their houses are divided into rooms and rented out to migrant workers.

Yan Xiaoxiao also rented a house like this when she just graduated in her previous life. It was only about ten square meters and cost three hundred yuan a month.

Yan Xiaoxiao walked and looked around. It was still the same environment as in her previous life, dirty and messy.

When she turned a corner, she saw a group of people blocking the alley ahead. Among the crowd was someone Yan Xiaoxiao was familiar with, Zhao Yuanyuan.

Yan Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and met Zhao Yuanyuan's murderous gaze. She sighed in her heart, thinking that she was here to cause trouble for her.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanyuan no longer looked like a student. She wore smoky makeup and dressed like a gangster. She circled around Yan Xiaoxiao and smiled contemptuously, "Yan Xiaoxiao, I thought I was seeing things, but it turned out to be you!"

Zhao Yuanyuan smiled sinisterly, "Didn't you say it was a closed training? How can you come out? Does Teacher Yu know? Oh, by the way, you study well and the teacher likes you, so it will be okay even if you sneak out!"

The hooligans behind her couldn't take their eyes off Yan Xiaoxiao when they saw her, "Yuanyuan, who is this beauty?"

Zhao Yuanyuan smiled maliciously, "She's our top student beauty, why are you attracted to her?"

She glanced at the person who was speaking, and imitated the posture of the prostitutes in Hong Kong movies almost perfectly.

Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst out laughing. The people in front of her were all under the age of 20 and looked very young.

Now they are just imitating the gangsters in TV and movies, just like children wearing adults' clothes.

The man with dyed yellow hair said to Yan Xiaoxiao fiercely, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

Yan Xiaoxiao shrugged and looked up at the dark sky. "It's too late. I want to go back."

Zhao Yuanyuan smiled grimly, "Don't even think about leaving today. Isn't tomorrow the last exam? If you can't take part, you will lose the qualification to participate in the national competition, right?"

Zhao Yuanyuan has been hanging out with Huangmao and the others these days just to get news about competition training.

After she left No. 2 Middle School, she was unwilling to leave and did not go home. She found her former neighbor Huang Mao and mixed with them.

She had wanted to wait until Yan Xiaoxiao finished her training and left the campus before finding an opportunity to teach her a lesson, but she didn't expect to see her at the night market today. She was both surprised and surprised.

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't expect that Zhao Yuanyuan's goal was to prevent her from participating in the national competition.

In fact, she didn’t care whether she could attend or not. She cared more about what she learned from the training.

But it’s not easy to tell Zhao Yuanyuan, as it would make me seem too Versailles.

Zhao Yuanyuan said to Huang Mao, "Catch her and lock her up, and release her tomorrow night."

Huang Mao was a little reluctant, "Yuanyuan, this is not a good idea, will we be put in jail?"

"Why are you so timid? Didn't you say you wanted me to be your girlfriend? As long as you do what I say, I'll agree to it!"

Huang Mao was surprised when he heard it, "Really!"

Zhao Yuanyuan nodded heavily. Huang Mao treated her well, so she would not suffer any loss if she followed him. She really didn't want to go back to that family that favored boys over girls.

She remembered that before she attended the training, her mother told her that if she didn't get a place this time, she would not let her go to school anymore.

Zhao Yuanyuan glared at Yan Xiaoxiao fiercely again. It was all her fault.

Yan Xiaoxiao stood there innocently, and glanced at her watch impatiently. It was almost ten o'clock, and the lights in the dormitory would be turned off at half past ten. She had to hurry back.

"Catch her!" Huangmao directly ordered the other people. It was obvious that Huangmao was the boss of these people.

Several thugs came towards Yan Xiaoxiao and surrounded her. One of them reached out to pull her arm.

Yan Xiaoxiao directly grabbed the other person's outstretched wrist, twisted it hard, and at the same time kicked the other person in the stomach.

As the screams rang out, she punched another person in the face, dodged the person who was rushing towards her, and did a roundhouse kick, kicking the person a meter away.

Yan Xiaoxiao knocked down everyone except Zhao Yuanyuan and Huang Mao in just a few moves.

Under the dim street lights, Yan Xiaoxiao lowered her head so that her face could not be seen clearly.

The memory of being strangled by Yan Xiaoxiao that day reappeared in Zhao Yuanyuan's mind. She took two steps back in fear and hid behind the yellow-haired man.

Huang Mao swallowed his saliva and said, "You, don't come over here, if you come over again I will call for help!"

Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back her laughter any longer. "Haha, go ahead and scream! No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out!"

She uttered the classic lines and looked at the two with interest, waiting for their reactions.

Who knew that at this time the sound of an ambulance was getting closer and closer, and from the sound there was also a police car, and it was not just one. Yan Xiaoxiao's heart trembled and her spiritual sense spread out.

After seeing clearly what was happening at the night market not far away, Yan Xiaoxiao immediately ran towards the two of them.

Zhao Yuanyuan was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly, and the yellow-haired man also took a few steps back and put himself in a defensive posture.

But Yan Xiaoxiao didn't even look at them and just ran past them.

At this time, the night market was in chaos.

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