Rebirth Outside Hanging God Stick

A week later, with the help of Zhao Laifu, Qin Zhenguo received the 500 million prize smoothly and in a low-key manner.However, after paying taxes, only 400 million were obtained.Even so, for the Qin family, which only has a few 10 yuan in their passbook, this is still a huge sum of money.Under Qin Zhenguo's decision, Qin's mother wrapped a 10 yuan red envelope for Zhao Laifu.At the subsequent thank-you banquet, Zhao Laifu accepted the red envelope with a satisfied smile after rejecting it several times.Since then, she has become more and more concerned about the affairs of the Qin family.

Because of a fund that can be said to be strong, Qin Zhenguo decisively entered a batch of high-end equipment, and the reward he got was to easily open up the southern market.And some unique aquatic products in the south also appeared on the Qin family's dining table one after another.

As the real owner of the lottery ticket, Qin Yi received the same benefits as Qin Rong—an extra five yuan in pocket money every day.But Qin Yi didn't care about it.Without him, in a closed small school that doesn't even have a grocery store, money can't be spent.

But now, this master who has money and can't spend it is sitting at the desk racking his brains to write and draw.

"Qin Yi, what exactly are you going to do?" In the space, Andre asked inexplicably.

"I'm writing a song." Qin Yi said casually.Specifically, he is memorizing songs, recalling the popular pop songs he heard in his previous life.

"What are you doing with this? You said before that you can't build a temple without money, but didn't you win the lottery a few days ago and get some income? Why don't you use that money to build a temple? Have you forgotten your promise to me? "Andre's questions followed one after another.

"It's not that I forgot. It's that the society I live in doesn't allow us to do this. Let alone building a temple, even if we spread your so-called belief, the government may come to our door tomorrow." Qin Yi carelessly Said.

"Why?" Andre wondered for a moment. "We will not harm their interests at all, I just want to raise enough power of faith to go home."

"Because they don't allow any power to threaten their rule. Otherwise, this society will become chaotic." Qin Yi explained casually.

"Like a pagan?" Andre half understood.

"You can put it that way!" Qin Yi responded.

"Oh!" Andre was a little sad. "But is the method you said effective?"

"I don't know, but I can try my best." Qin Yi sighed helplessly.A week ago, he had already sent the song "Invisible Wings" to an entertainment company that mainly focused on records, but until now it had no effect.

"Qin Yi, what are you doing?" Behind him, Sun Zhicheng, who was sweating profusely, came in from the back door of the classroom. "Why don't you play football in gym class?"

"I'm desperate for the Chinese men's football team." Qin Yi looked at Sun Zhicheng and said.

"Ah?" Sun Zhicheng was a little puzzled.

"It's okay, I feel a little uncomfortable and don't want to go out." Qin Yi said casually.

"By the way, I came from the school gate just now, and the old man in the reception room said that there is your letter. I brought it back for you along the way." Sun Zhicheng suddenly remembered, and took out a wrinkled letter that was already wet with sweat from his school uniform trouser pocket. Baba's letter was handed over to Qin Yi. "I see that the address of the letter was sent from HK, why do you have any relatives there?"

"En!" Qin Yi knew it well, but he couldn't say anything about it now, so he could only answer vaguely.

"If you're not feeling well, go to the school doctor. I'll go play first." After getting Qin Yi's positive answer, Sun Zhicheng didn't ask any further questions.He quickly stuffed the school uniform he took off into the desk hall, and hurried out wearing a vest and shorts.

In the classroom, Qin Yi looked at the letter in his hand, feeling a little hesitant.

"What's the matter? You've already got a reply from that record company, why are you unhappy?" Andre was a little surprised, why the person he chose was so inked.

"I just think plagiarism is a bit bad!" Qin Yi thought with a guilty conscience.

"..." Andre felt a little baffled. With his status and experience, he didn't know what plagiarism was.

"Forget it, it's still 95, who knows? It's useless to think about it." Qin Yi convinced herself again.After all, he is still a selfish person.Resurrection, with such a special experience and wealth, who can control it?

Slender and slender fingers nimbly opened the envelope in his hand. Inside were only three thin sheets of A1 paper, on which Lori wrote some words in a long-winded manner.The general idea is that I have already read the songs written by Qin Yi, and I think the quality is good and very inspirational, so I want to sign a contract with Shenma.The contact information was also attached, and the letter also said that they would send someone to S City to meet with Qin Yi to discuss the signing of the contract in detail.Qin Yi directly skipped those useless additional words, and went straight to the end.A song sold for an ultra-low price of [-] yuan.It is absolutely impossible for this to happen in later generations.But now Qin Yi has nothing to criticize.Because he just wanted to enter that circle through this method. As for money, he never considered it.

"You have already written songs for the record company, but my power of faith has not increased." After a while, Andre said aloud.

"Of course, maybe it's because I'm not famous yet! After the record company selects someone to record the song and release it to the market, I guess the power of faith will increase by then!" Qin Yi said with some uncertainty.

"Okay! I can only trust you." Andre said helplessly after being silent for a moment. "However, I still feel that being a juggler can't gain the power of faith."

He added.

Qin Yi didn't bother to talk to him, put the letter into her schoolbag, carried it on her shoulder, got up and walked towards the teacher's office.

"I'm sorry, I feel very uncomfortable today, I want to go home and have a rest." Qin Yi stood in front of the desk and said with a bitter face.Big beads of sweat meandered down the pretty face and sank into the neck covered by the collar.The look of pain is unobstructed.

"What's the matter, have you notified the parents?" Chen Mingfang, the head teacher, said nervously.He and she are only 26 and seven years old this year, and they have just led the class.Naturally, he didn't want anything to happen to his students.

"I've already called. My dad told me to go home first, and take me to the hospital after he finishes his work." Qin Yi said.This lie was clumsy, but it was more than enough for the newly appointed head teacher.

"Well, you can go back now! Walk carefully and watch the cars when crossing the road." Sure enough, Chen Mingfang easily approved Qin Yi's leave note.

"En! I will pay attention. Thank you, teacher." Qin Yi bowed obediently, then exited Chen Mingfang's office, and closed the door politely when she went out.

Walking out of the school gate softly all the way, after turning around, Qin Yi's complexion changed, and she immediately regained her spirits.

"You actually lied? You actually used me to lie?" In the space, Andre said with some annoyance.He was actually asked to use fire magic to heat the space, and Qin Yi, who was connected to the soul of the space, would naturally sweat profusely.

"It's just for the convenience of everyone." Qin Yi reassured casually. Ten minutes later, Qin Yi returned home smoothly.

Going straight into her bedroom, Qin Yi first went to the toilet to wash off the sweat on her body, then changed into dry cotton pajamas and sat down at the desk.

"I said before that I will take the senior high school entrance examination with Qin Rong next week. There are no problems with other subjects, but I really don't have any impression of Chinese. But most of Chinese is reciting and dictating, about poetry. I have an idea, this idea I need your cooperation." Qin Yi said.

"What's your idea?" Andre's tone was very helpless.Thinking of him as a dignified son of God, he was so downcast that he used his palace to help a commoner cheat.

Qin Yi smiled when he heard this.Then he threw the junior high school Chinese documents into Andre's space. "I put the language book in your space, and when the time comes to ask you the answer, you tell me directly in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"In principle, yes. But there is a big trouble." Andre used wind magic to flip through the books on the palace floor and said.

"what?"

"...I don't know these words." Andre answered very simply.

"..." Qin Yi pursed her lips speechlessly, and then signaled Andre to move herself into the space.

In the spacious and luxurious palace, the elementary school textbooks were left alone on the gold brick floor, Qin Yi squatted down and flipped through the books.Then he said to Andre: "Let me teach you now..."

"..."

As expected of a high-level creature called a god, it is just a shared conversion of soul magic, and Andre easily became familiar with those complicated square characters.

Qin Yi asked with some doubts. "You don't have the power of faith anymore. How can you still cast magic?"

"Without the power of faith, I can only say that I don't have the ability to cast high-level spells such as the Great Prophecy and the Great Teleportation that require divine power. However, I have no obstacles to these low-level spells." An Andre simply explained. "Just like you martial arts masters in this world, even if you lose all your force, you won't even lose the ability to eat and walk."

He has recently become obsessed with martial arts novels, and some words will unconsciously bring these factors into him.Qin Yi can only be proud that Chinese Kung Fu is really charming.

"But how old are you?" Qin Yi suddenly thought of this question.Through contact with Andre these days, he found that this powerful and wise god in his imagination didn't seem to be so mature.

"361 years old, I'm almost an adult." Andre said proudly.

"Then how old are you adults?" Qin Yi heard Andre's words, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart. Although this age was old enough in his impression, he still felt that Andre was unreliable.

"500 years old." Andre replied.

Sure enough.Qin Yi sighed softly in her heart.In other words, although the god in front of him is more than 300 years old, according to human calculations, he is just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid.

"Why are you asking this?" On the throne, the cloud of black mist belonging to Andre asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, just ask casually." Qin Yi said in an interface. "Remember, I put all the books on memory in your space on the day of the exam, and then I will ask you directly if I have any questions."

Because it suddenly occurred to Qin Yi that during the senior high school entrance examination, not only Chinese, but also geography and politics were memorized by rote.

"Okay!" Andre replied helplessly.But out of a sense of integrity in his heart, he still whispered something. "But it's wrong to lie."

"I know too." Qin Yi was very helpless. "However, we have another saying here, existence is truth. Conversely, what is not seen is equal to non-existence."