【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

"Xiao Xi, please don't come tomorrow." The store manager stammered. He looked at the girl in front of him with guilt. She was wearing an ordinary hoodie and jeans, but her face was delicate and beautiful. Her smiles were touching. She was young and beautiful, and she seemed to be a recent college graduate.

The way she looked down counting money was also very out of place. It seemed like she should be a princess wearing a crystal crown and an evening gown attracting everyone's attention, rather than a cashier working hard every day.

Zhao Xi was not surprised at all. She found that her salary of 2000 yuan was yuan more. She smiled gratefully at the store manager and said, "I see. Thank you, boss."

Seeing that she had no hatred for his sudden dismissal, the boss felt even more guilty, so he asked cautiously: "Did you offend anyone? Someone came today..."

Of course Zhao Xi knew that Fu Mingchao's methods were very clear to her. He was extremely petty and would kill everyone without hesitation. Even though Zhao Xi had already been disgraced at this time, she still could not hold a job for more than a month, and she could not find any job related to Zhao Xi's major.

Back in the crowded and run-down rented apartment, Zhao Xi touched her stomach and carefully spread out the 2200 yuan, of which 1000 was her rent and water bill, and 1200 was for food for the next month. Before she found her next job, Zhao Xi didn't dare to touch the money easily. She drank a large glass of water before going to bed, and the bloated feeling in her stomach made her deceive herself into thinking she was full.

But maybe because of the physical work over the past six months, Zhao Xi's health was a little poor. She was awakened in the middle of the night by a burning feeling in her stomach.

Zhao Xi felt cold, and it turned out that she was already sweating. Zhao Xi hugged her belly tightly with both hands, and the pain made her mind numb. In a trance, she seemed to see Zhao's mother coming over worriedly, "Oh, my baby! Hurry up, call a doctor!" Then the scene changed again, and the two families quarreled, both wanting their daughter.

"Qinyun is our biological daughter!" Zhao Xi looked at Mother Zhao, who had loved him for more than ten years, hugging Shen Qinyun lovingly. That was a look that originally belonged to Zhao Xi alone.

She went to see her biological parents again. They also looked at Shen Qinyun reluctantly without even looking at Zhao Xi: "It was an accident that the child was taken away by mistake. We have loved Yunyun for more than ten years. How can we bear to let her go!"

Yes, Zhao Xi stared at Mother Zhao blankly, her heart shrinking into a small ball, and she was in so much pain that she was about to cry: Mom, how could you bear to leave me...

The surging pain pulled Zhao Xi back to the cold rented house. She slowly loosened her grip on the phone. The 120 number on it flashed a few times, and finally the screen went out.

The moonlight fell from the small window, but Zhao Xi's tear-stained face was surprisingly calm and indifferent, as if she had just fallen into a deep sleep.

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"So, I have to guess everything?"

In the hot summer, a girl sat on a bench in the school, her thin white legs crossed and stretched out, her red plaid skirt hanging down to her snow-white thighs, her long hair like a waterfall, with the ends of her hair gently curled, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes, she looked as pretty as a doll. She was Zhao Xi, the school beauty of No. 1 Middle School, the dream lover of all the boys in the school, and she was also "Zhao Xi", the fake daughter who died in a rental house.

Zhao Xi took another bite of the popsicle. The cold feeling made her squint her eyes. She talked to the system 1314 in her mind: "How can I find this? Is there no clue?"

[1314]: "Um, does it count if they have a special magnetic field?

Zhao Xi: "What is it? How would I know?"

[1314]: "Oh, they are definitely different from ordinary people, and the plot revolves around them. Whenever there is something dramatic, the protagonist will probably be there."

[1314]: "It's really easy to recognize. Don't worry, host."

Zhao Xi ate the last bite of the popsicle, stood up and patted her skirt: "Okay, I've done a lot of things like bullying people to increase relationships." It was just that I would get furious before, but now I look forward to it becoming like that.

"Xixi, look, this is a newly opened nail salon. Let's go check it out on Saturday."

Zhao Xi sat on the desk, surrounded by three or four girls. This was not surprising, as high school students were the most likely to form small groups, especially girls. And Zhao Xi, the most beautiful and rich, was their backbone.

"Okay." Zhao Xi said with a smile, and then another girl said, "Do you know that there is a transfer student coming to our class?"

This topic was novel and caught everyone's attention immediately. "Male or female? What do they look like?"

"do not know……"

They were talking about it, and Zhao Xi seemed to be thinking about it. No need to think, according to the campus youth plot, this transfer student is either the male or female protagonist. It seems that the plot is about to begin.

Zhao Xi was happy, and the next class started soon. As expected, a tall and thin boy followed their head teacher.

As soon as they came in, several familiar students started to make a noise. "Wow, handsome guy!"

"Teacher, is this a new student?!"

The head teacher was a middle-aged man with a serious personality: "An Jing, this is our new classmate Nan Zhu. You will become a member of our class from now on. You two should get along well with each other."

Then he looked at the boy beside him, and said in a rare friendly manner: "Come and introduce yourself."

Nan Zhu has distinct facial features and clear contours, like a finely crafted work of art, with a high nose bridge and tightly closed lips, revealing a sense of stability and self-control: "Nan Zhu."

Zhao Xi clearly heard his deskmate gasp: "Fuck, so handsome and pretentious."

Okay, that's it. The male protagonist is standard! Zhao Xi called 1314 anxiously in his heart: "1314, is it him!"

1314 is as unreliable as ever: "Uh, I guess so."

Giving up hope for 1314, Zhao Xi decided to rely on herself

After class, Zhao Xi was surrounded again. Her sisters kept chattering, "This is so handsome, like he came out of a cartoon."

"Hmm, what do you think, Xixi?"

Zhao Xi raised her eyes. She had an exceptionally flamboyant beauty. One hand rested on her face, her soft, slightly curly hair draped over her white arms. Her bright eyes flashed with a determined look. "I want to pursue him."

This sentence shocked the three little sisters. Zhao Xi's reputation in No. 1 Middle School has always been the proud white moonlight. No one has ever caught her eye. They were not surprised. If they looked like Zhao Xi, they would probably have higher standards.

But they also didn't expect that Zhao Xi would fall in love with this transfer student at first sight.

They stared at each other, but they didn't know that Zhao Xi, who looked strong on the outside, was telling her system her plan in her heart: "I'm very familiar with this routine. The male god liked by the school beauty ended up falling in love with an ordinary girl who was a top student. After going through many difficulties, they finally got married."

"I'll pretend to like Nan Zhu, and when the heroine appears in the future, I'll have a legitimate reason to target her. Then, with the help of this vicious female supporting role, the hero and heroine will gradually get closer, and then be together, and the mission is accomplished!"

1314 was infected by her and became excited: "That's amazing! You are indeed a professional!"

Zhao Xi laughed wildly in her heart, but on the outside she crossed her arms and raised her chin slightly: "You help me watch him. If another girl dares to approach him, go and warn her."

Zhao Xi said this deliberately. Her identity at this time was that of a proud and arrogant young lady who treated everyone around her as her followers. Sure enough, her blunt words did not make them suspicious, and they all nodded in agreement.

If you are acting, you have to do it well. Zhao Xi is not the kind of person who would be timid, so as soon as the get out of class was over, she went straight to Nan Zhu.

The desk was knocked, Nan Zhu looked up and saw a very beautiful girl looking down at him. The two looked at each other and the girl said, "Nan Zhu, right? My name is Zhao Xi. From today on, I want to pursue you."

The girl should be a student that the teacher would have a headache with. The buttons of her shirt collar were unbuttoned, her small collarbone was lying down, her curly hair was hanging down, fluffy, and with her delicate face, she looked like a ragdoll cat that despised humans. But it was hard to hate her.

The originally noisy classroom suddenly fell silent after class. The two protagonists at the center of the incident were as steady as a rock. Nan Zhu said without even raising his eyelids: "I'm not interested in you."

I just want you to be uninterested. Zhao Xi thought to himself and said, "I don't know in the future. Anyway, I am interested in you."

After the announcement, Zhao Xi sat back in his seat as if nothing had happened, not caring about the storm at all. He just rested his chin on his hand, wondering when the heroine would appear.