Rebirth Mission

The next day, while Wang Mingsheng and Zhang Bo were in class, Leng Yujing went to the training room to retrieve the invisible camera to recharge it.

Just before school was over, I put the hidden camera back in place.

Lan Shu didn't come with me today, so there's no need to send Lan Shu home first.

It was not until the evening that I saw those students again on the surveillance camera.

It’s a pity that Wang Mingsheng didn’t show up today.

Their status is basically the same as yesterday.

The other six people sat together and seemed to be more familiar with each other than yesterday.

Zhang Bo was still dancing in front of the mirror.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, everyone else went back.

Zhang Bo turned off the lights and sat against the wall with his knees bent.

His arms were folded on his knees with his head bowed.

He didn't know the situation of other people, but he knew exactly what the situation was like in his own family.

After he took the high school entrance exam, he knew he might be in trouble.

But it didn't matter to him. He didn't really like studying and he just pretended to be that way so as not to make his parents worry about him.

Once he left home, his parents never knew what he looked like outside.

It was not until the results of the high school entrance examination were announced that his parents told him that it didn't matter if he didn't go to high school, and that they would send him to study whatever he wanted.

He chose dance.

As the saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover. He loves dancing and often goes to the park at night wearing a mask to dance with a group of teenagers.

As he waited at the admissions office with the registration form, he felt both nervous and expectant.

There is no one in the city who loves dancing who doesn’t know about the Xingchen Dance Academy.

Especially after learning about this academy, it is the dream place for dance lovers.

A teaching building with three floors of classrooms is used to recruit new students.

Different people come in and out, and the results will not be told on the same day. They will be told the results later via text messages.

So basically no one felt lost.

When it was his turn, he opened the door and walked into the classroom.

There were three teachers sitting opposite him. He politely bowed and greeted them.

She showed off a little of the dance she had prepared, and her body coordination was very good.

After that, I sat on the chair and answered the teachers' questions.

The teacher was very humorous, not too serious, and he seemed quite relaxed.

After the interview, I looked at my phone countless times every day when I got home.

Finally, the admission notice came.

He passed the exam.

His mother hugged him excitedly and his father rubbed his hair hard.

"My son is absolutely fine!"

"Good job, kid, you're awesome! You're worthy of being my son!"

He was rarely praised by his parents since he was a child, and his eyes were red with excitement.

After school started, he worked very hard, whether it was theory class or dance class. He never thought he could be so serious in studying.

He had a dream to become a dancer.

Entering the Xingchen Dance Academy was like opening the door to a new world.

I can get along well with the boys in my class, but I can always feel the gazes of the girls looking at me.

Envy and enthusiasm.

He also received a love letter and was confessed to by a girl.

This is a treatment I never had during school.

He likes this place more and more.

Until half a year ago, his father was in a car accident. Although his life was not in danger, his legs were crushed when the vehicle overturned, and his legs had lost sensation when he was rescued.

When he arrived at the hospital, it was diagnosed that necrosis had already begun and he underwent amputation.

The surgery fees, hospitalization fees, and subsequent miscellaneous expenses almost emptied his family at once.

His mother cried all day long, her eyes were not as bright as before, and her eyesight was greatly reduced.

My father was out of danger, but at first he couldn't accept the fact that he had become a disabled person.

His temper became bad, and he became even more upset when he saw his mother crying.

My father lost his job and was drinking all day, so my mother was the only one who supported the family. She quit her original job and delivered takeout on an electric bike every day.

Sometimes we have to deal with customers’ unreasonable demands and difficulties.

Although I earn a lot, one bad review or one complaint will make a whole day's work go to waste. The most important thing is that it is very tiring.

A large portion of the people who order takeout are residents living on high floors without elevators.

Climbing up and down the stairs requires at least 20,000 steps a day.

He was so tired when he got home that he didn't want to say anything. Faced with his father's increasingly violent temper, his mother's attitude also changed.

A good family is now in pieces and the environment at home is extremely depressing.

Zhang Bo talked to his mother and decided to drop out of college and go out to work early.

His mother refused, saying that it was no problem to support him now. Although it was a bit tiring every day, the income was still good.

Let him hold on.

Every weekend when he returned home, the house was filled with the unpleasant smell of alcohol and cigarettes, so he would start cleaning the house, preparing meals for his father, and waiting for his mother to come back.

His parents had already slept in separate rooms. His father lived in his room, and he slept on the sofa in the living room when he came home.

Once when he went to the bathroom, his father's room door was half-open and he saw it.

His father, who was always impatient and fearless, was looking at the moon outside the window and crying.

His eyes were dull and he pounded his broken leg again and again.

In the other hand, he held a photo, but he couldn't see what was on it.

Everything happened so quietly.

If he hadn't come to take a look out of curiosity, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

The next day, he happened to see his mother crying again.

My mother was washing clothes in the bathroom at the time, her eyes were numb, like a puppet that couldn't think.

He shed tears with an expressionless face, and his tears dripped into the basin. They were covered by the sound of clothes being rubbed. In the basin were his father's clothes.

There has never been a moment when Zhang Bo wanted to grow up so quickly as he does now.

I want to go out and earn money so that my mother won’t have to work so hard and suffer anymore.

I also want to buy a pair of prosthetic limbs for my father so that he can stand up again.

Just then Wang Mingsheng found him and promised him a generous reward.

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but the image of his parents crying suddenly appeared in his mind.

He agreed.

He was the first one to agree to Wang Mingsheng.

I know it's wrong to do this, it's simply a betrayal, but what else can I do?

Both he and his family are at the bottom of this society, trying hard to survive.

Dreams or something...

I’ll ask for it in the next life.

"Creaky." The sound of the door being pushed open.

"Tattoo." The sound of footsteps.

Zhang Bo looked up, wanting to see who had returned.

Standing in front of him was a girl. She was standing facing the moonlight, so he could see her appearance clearly.

He was wearing a neat short-sleeved shirt and long pants, had fair skin, looked about the same age as me, and had bright eyes.

The girl just looked down at him, her gaze like a beam of light, piercing straight through him.

Leave him nowhere to hide.

For a moment, Zhang Bo actually wanted to escape.

In the moonlight, she was beautiful, more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen.

But the look in his eyes was cold and icy.

Even a hint of anger could be seen.

Is she angry?

With yourself?

why?

Before Zhang Bo could figure out what was going on, he heard a faint voice coming from above his head.

"what do you think?"