Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

The campus, which had been silent for a whole winter, was broken by the youthful vigor of the students.

In the dormitory, classmates who hadn't seen each other for a long time gathered together, chattering non-stop.

Chu Xingman brought some small gifts and a big bag of snacks for everyone.

She handed a bracelet to Zhang Hui and smiled brightly: "I saw this when I was shopping with my mother, and I thought it would suit you very well."

This is an exquisite bracelet made of neither gold nor silver.

At first glance, it looks like a round bracelet. But if you look closely, you will find that the bracelet is made of countless vines intertwined, with a few small flowers dotted in the middle, and diamonds as stamens.

The other two roommates were very envious, but they also knew that they could not compare to the deep friendship between the two of them, so they were content with the cell phone chain given by Chu Xingman.

Zhang Hui was a little embarrassed because she didn't prepare any gift for Chu Xingman.

Uh, she remembered something, Chu Xingman might need it. Xingman is good in every way, except that there are some spots on her face.

Although it is not ugly, on the contrary it makes her look a little cute. If it can be removed, Xingman will definitely be very happy.

After finding it in the storage bag, she pretended to take it out of her schoolbag, handed it to Chu Xingman and said, "This is the whitening pill refined by my master. I give it to you."

"Whitening pill?" The roommates gathered around curiously and looked at the milky white bottle in Chu Xingman's hand.

This bottle is small and exquisite, and feels slightly cool to the touch. Unlike ordinary medicine bottles, it seems to be made of jade.

Chu Xingman became very curious. These spots on her face had been bothering her for years. She had tried all kinds of brands, and had tried washing and applying lotions, but nothing worked.

She believed Zhang Hui's words without a doubt. She opened the bottle stopper and a snow-white pill fell into her palm. It was whiter than the skin on her palm.

She swallowed it in one gulp. Shao Manli and Qian Pingping were dumbfounded. Is she so brave?

This isn't some big-name drug, what if something goes wrong? That's your face!

Zhang Hui smiled but said nothing, fearing that they would come after him after the effects came out.

This whitening pill was actually made by her senior sister, and she didn’t remember how there came to be such a bottle in the storage bag.

"Ouch!" Chu Xingman covered her stomach and cried out in pain. Shao Manli and Qian Pingping looked at each other, wondering if there was something wrong with the medicine.

Zhang Hui smiled embarrassedly and said, “Xingman, I forgot to tell you that after taking this whitening pill, the toxins in your body need to be excreted. You should go to the toilet quickly.”

Chu Xingman couldn't hold on any longer and immediately ran to the toilet upon hearing that.

After a long time, Chu Xingman still hadn't come back, and Zhang Hui couldn't wait to find her.

The dormitory door was pushed open and Chu Xingman ran in, panting.

Shao Manli and Qian Pingping leaned over to look. There were water droplets on Chu Xingman's bangs and a blush on her snow-white skin.

Ah! The spots are really gone! Oh my god, what kind of magic medicine is this? The effect is so fast and so good!

Chu Xingman was obviously also very excited. He hugged Zhang Hui and said, "Look, it's gone, all gone, hahahaha!"

Shao Manli was simply envious and jealous, she wanted it too! She had no spots on her face, but her skin was a little dark.

She said hesitantly, "Zhang Hui, can you give me a bottle? I don't want it for free. Can I give you money?"

Zhang Hui smiled at her apologetically: "Sorry, this is the only bottle I have."

Shao Manli was greatly disappointed. She knew Zhang Hui, a man who rarely spoke, but whatever he said must be true.

Qian Pingping was fine, she didn't have any trouble in this regard, she was just curious: "You have another master, what does he teach you?"

Zhang Hui thought for a moment and said evasively: "Nothing, just teaching me some herbs."

"Then can you make whitening pills?" Shao Manli asked her unwillingly.

Zhang Hui recalled the ingredients of the whitening pill and shook his head: "I haven't learned how to make medicine yet, and I've only learned a little bit about identifying medicines."

The raw materials for the whitening pill are numerous and difficult to gather even in the world of cultivation with abundant spiritual energy, let alone in this secular world.

Of course, what she said was all modesty. If someone really had all the raw materials, she would give it a try.

Shao Manli stopped talking and stepped aside in a daze.

It was almost noon, and several people went to the cafeteria to eat. Shao Manli was in a bad mood, and after eating a few mouthfuls of food, she said she would go to the library to read.

Qian Pingping wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest, Chu Xingman and Zhang Hui wanted to take a walk on the playground, and then the three of them went their separate ways.

It was cold and there were not many people on the playground. Chu Xingman held Zhang Hui's arm and talked about some interesting things about the New Year as they walked.

There were hers and her brother's. Zhang Hui listened to her mumbling like a little sparrow, thinking about the dream he had before.

The content of the dream is already vague, I just remember that the woman's voice was so familiar and kind.

"Zhang Hui! Zhang Hui! What are you thinking about?" Chu Xingman shook her arm hard to wake her up.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Chu Xingman pouted, dissatisfied with her friend's perfunctory response.

Zhang Hui smiled and said, "You said you wanted to go get your keys from the teacher, and go to the equipment room to get your badminton racket to play."

Chu Xingman’s eyes widened. This person clearly didn’t listen to her, so how could he still remember what she said?

The two went to the small office building next to the playground, went up to the third floor and found the teacher on duty to get the key.

The equipment room is a classroom on the far left of the first floor. The two chatted and laughed as they approached the classroom.

"Bang, bang!" Two muffled sounds were heard, the sound of a basketball hitting someone. The two looked at each other. Someone was practicing basketball in the equipment room? And it hit someone?

Zhang Hui looked and saw that the door of the equipment room was closed. His spiritual sense went through the wall and saw four girls, some fat and some thin, staring at the girl who was clinging to the back wall with sly smiles on their faces.

Basketballs were scattered all over the open space. The girl in the lead had long straight black hair and was looking at the girl fiercely.

She stretched her hand to the side, and the lackey behind her quickly handed a basketball to her.

Then she held the ball with both hands, made a shooting gesture, jumped high, and smashed the ball hard at the motionless girl against the back wall.

Zhang Hui's eyes turned cold, his mind raced, and a stream of spiritual energy penetrated through the wall. The basketball was split in half like a watermelon and fell to the ground.

Everyone in the equipment room was stunned, not knowing what was going on.

"Knock knock..." Chu Xingman found that the door was open, but there was something behind it and she couldn't push it.

"Open the door! Who's in there? I'll get the badminton racket."

Hearing someone coming, several people in the room started to stir. One of the little followers shouted, "Sister Feifei, let's go."

"Yeah, there's plenty of time to deal with her!" said another fatter girl, glaring at her a few times.

Feifei walked closer to the back wall, stretched out her hand and pulled the girl's hair, saying word by word: "You need to know what to say and what not to say, otherwise you will be fired!"

The door of the equipment room finally opened, and Chu Xingman looked at the people coming out with a puzzled look on her face. She didn't know what they were doing in there, was it necessary to block the door?

When Zhang Hui passed by the girl with long black hair, he saw her face clearly. She was dressed very beautifully with light makeup, and she exuded an aura of superiority.

The other three had short hair, but one had long hair, which was shoulder-length. Another had curly hair, like the hairstyle of concubines in the Republic of China.

There is also a bolder one, with a few silver highlights, entering old age early.

Zhang Hui was full of doubts. The management of Jing'an University was so strict, where did these non-mainstream people come from?