Chapter 200 Pure Evil

"It's all my fault for not being careful..." Chen Ting said with a look of annoyance, "I dropped my new phone on the ground. How could I be so stupid?"

Yes, of course you are stupid. You actually come to provoke me.

Although I don't have Brother Qu to protect me anymore, I am still more than enough to deal with you bitches.

These three painful years are really a deep torture for me.

Not only do I have to learn professional parenting knowledge, but I also have to learn piano and painting.

Looking at those bitches studying so hard, I just feel sick.

How can anyone like these things?

What's the use of painting well? Will others be afraid of you?

What's the use of playing the piano well? Can you make money?

It seems that their lives are like this, sad and pitiful.

There is an essential difference between me and them. I know clearly what I need.

A strong man can save me countless efforts. Now that Brother Qu is gone, I need to find another man.

I met the hooligans at the school gate, but to be honest, they were too timid. They didn't dare to rob me, let alone beat people.

It was particularly difficult to find a strong man, so I had to choose another way.

That is a rich man.

Whether it was a lawyer, a doctor or a boss, as long as they had money, they were my target.

Whether it was brand-name cosmetics or expensive mobile phones, as long as they had money, it was equivalent to my money.

I downloaded a lot of dating apps on my phone and started to choose my prey.

I have to say that this matter was much simpler than I thought.

As a high school student, as long as I took the initiative to make an appointment, those old men could not resist the temptation at all.

I made a lot of money.

Those bitches in the class worked hard to learn knowledge, but in the end they had to work for others. It was really miserable for them.

I could make so much money in just one month, so why did I have to work?

I finally bought cosmetics and a mobile phone.

Cosmetics can make me more beautiful, and then I can take beautiful photos with the new phone, and I can continue to make more money.

Three years passed quickly. Most of my classmates isolated me. I knew they were just jealous because I could never use up my cosmetics and I often changed my phone.

Even if I used eyebrow pencil to draw on paper, even if I used foundation to paint on the wall, I would never give them my cosmetics.

After all, I am not the same as them, and I will have a better life than them.

I didn't scratch their faces in these three years, which was enough to give them face.

For the rest of my life, I will never have any contact with them, and I don't need them to accept me at all.

After graduation, I have more time to choose prey.

But I gradually found that this is not a good thing.

For some reason, most men will only date me once, and the money they give is far from enough for my expenses.

Why can I date so many people when I was a student... but not now?

And why are the people I date only some poor people?

They don't even want to pay, thinking that this is a relationship.

Who am I, Xiao Ran?

You want to date me without spending a penny?

After thinking for three days, I got the answer.

It's "identity"!

My current identity is not very good. I am an unemployed vagrant. In this way, wouldn't I become a special "special practitioner"?

Don't be funny. I am different from those cheap women who come out to sell. I am educated and much more noble than them.

But what identity should I get for myself?

After thinking about it, I returned home and told the old woman that I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher.

She cried again.

It's really strange. Every time I have a new idea, she will cry.

She held my hand and said that I have grown up and that she will definitely fulfill my wish, even if she has to sell everything.

But I didn't expect that the two of them really sold everything.

The house at home was mortgaged by them.

It is said that my education level is too low. If I want to enter the kindergarten, I must spend money to arrange it.

It doesn't matter to me. Anyway, it's not my money.

As long as I can have a legitimate identity, the next thing will be much easier.

After paying 100,000 yuan to the head of the kindergarten, I successfully became a kindergarten teacher.

I also met my high school classmate, my deskmate, Chen Ting.

It's just that her status is different from mine.

She is now a college student and was assigned to this kindergarten for internship, but I am already a formal employee.

This is the difference between me and her.

She is not as smart as me. No matter what, she chooses the longest way, but I am different. I will take shortcuts.

"Xiao... Xiao Ran?" Chen Ting's expression was very complicated when she saw me. After a moment of silence, she still smiled with relief, "I didn't expect to meet you here. You really like children very much. In the end, you became a kindergarten teacher."

"Yes." I nodded with a fake smile, "We are the same!"

On the first day of work, Chen Ting and I were assigned to the same small class. I was mainly responsible for management and she was responsible for assistance.

I don't understand what is so noble about these chattering children? They actually need me to take care of them?

During lunch on the first day, I sat at the desk and played with my mobile phone. By the way, I changed my information. I needed to tell them immediately which kindergarten I was a teacher in to make my information look full of temptation.

Not long after, Chen Ting opened the door and came in. She only took a glance and showed an unhappy expression.

"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment, "Xiao Ran, why don't you care about the children eating?"

"What do you need to worry about when eating?" I asked casually without raising my head.

Chen Ting sighed, quickly rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the children.

I looked up and saw that most of the annoying children didn't know how to use a spoon. Rice grains and vegetable soup were spilled everywhere. There was also a child who didn't even eat and kept sitting in his seat crying. He was really annoyed.

Why don't they die?

"Okay, okay..." Chen Ting touched the crying little boy and said, "Don't cry. Tell the teacher what your name is?"

The little boy whined and said something he couldn't understand.

"Is your name Chen Ranran?" Chen Ting said with a smile, "If you don't cry, the teacher will tell you a secret."

The little boy sniffed a few times, and then he stopped crying: "What, what secret?"

"Teacher, my surname is Chen too!" Chen Ting slowly picked up the spoon and put it in the little boy's hand, "Did you know? Among all the people surnamed Chen, no one cries when eating, so you have to hurry up too Change it.”

The little boy looked at Chen Ting blankly and said nothing.

"If you don't believe me, think about it carefully. Is your father's surname also Chen?" Chen Ting's voice was very gentle. Many children in the class quieted down to listen to her talk. "Doesn't your father not cry when eating?" As a little man, you must learn to feed yourself so that you can grow as tall as your father."

"Well..." The little boy showed an aggrieved expression and nodded seriously.

nausea.

I shook my head, it was so disgusting.