I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Not until everything was settled did Yang Fangkang confess what program Xian Sui participated in.

When Xiansui heard this, he was shocked and heartbroken.

Being plotted against by the person he loves, Xian Sui's heart feels like being cut by a knife.

Xian Sui didn't want to participate at all, and didn't want to gamble her future at all, but she couldn't afford the sky-high penalty for breach of contract.

If he didn't participate in the show, he couldn't pay the penalty and his life would be ruined. If he participated, at least there was still a little hope, so Xian Sui gritted his teeth and went.

Xian Sui is still young after all, and was bullied everywhere in the virtual live broadcast, and finally owed 100 million yuan.

After the show ended, Zhou Wenyun came to Xian Sui and mocked her.

Zhou Wenyun told Xian Sui that poor people are always poor, and they are destined to be poor even if they go to a rich area. He told her not to think about climbing up all day long because she was born to be a poor person.

This program once again crushes the determination of the poor to climb up the ladder. It once again lets the vast majority of poor people know that even if wealth is within reach and is about to be fed into their mouths, they cannot eat it.

Warn them not to think about climbing up the social ladder all the time, as they are not destined to do so and should just stay among the poor.

It was an entertainment program jointly organized by several wealthy families. Repeated failures really hit the poor who were trying to climb up the social ladder hard.

Let them think that there is no need to work hard, because the result will be the same anyway, they will never be as good as the rich, and their efforts are ultimately a joke of the rich.

Xian Sui knew that he could not pay back the debt of over 100 million yuan, and living would be worse than death, so he finally chose to commit suicide. Because Xian Sui was an orphan, his debts would be wiped out after his death.

As soon as Xian Sui died, her admission name disappeared from the official website of the School of Pharmacy, and the three words "Song Qingqing" that she hated disappeared below Zhou Wenyun.

Song Qingqing's stomach growled. Song Qingqing looked around this simple house that was rented as a temporary stopover. There was not even a stool. The only furniture was a small bed.

Eat on the floor? Eat on the bed?

In the end, Song Qingqing chose the bed, sat directly on the bed, bent over, and began to take out food from the space to eat. After eating, she performed a cleaning technique directly.

Song Qingqing raised her cultivation level, and after reaching the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, she directly reduced her cultivation level to the eighth level of Qi Refining, making her spiritual awareness and spiritual power almost the same as the spiritual power and supernatural powers of the Immortal Marrow.

At this point in time, Xiansui was deceived into signing a contract, and he has to participate in a virtual live broadcast program early the day after tomorrow.

Xian Sui was sad and at a loss, she wanted to vent but couldn't, wanted to escape but couldn't. She could only hide in the rented house and cry secretly, and pray in her heart that God would help her and not let her go into debt.

"Zhou Wenyun, I'll remember you. Your Zhou family is the largest shareholder of this virtual live broadcast, right? 10 times the compensation, right? I want you to pay me to the bottom.

If I can't make your Zhou family poor, I will take your last name. Poor people are born cheap, right? I want to see if your bones are cheap or not.

Who doesn't want to make money? As long as I am wicked enough, I don't believe I can't make money. "

Song Qingqing thought about the dangerous factors in her mind and felt that it would be unsafe without making some preparations.

"That bunch of noble families are very shady. If I don't make some preparations, they might deny my debts if I make too much money. I'm a poor guy, who can I turn to for justice? By the time I find someone, it will be too late. I can't do anything that will take time and effort. I have to nip this in the bud in the bud."

Song Qingqing opened the basic intelligence computer that every psychic is equipped with, and then surfed the Internet to find the information she needed.

Finally, the screen froze on a photo of a handsome man - Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong is the principal of the Pharmacy School? Song Qingqing chose Zhao Hong not only because he spoke for the poor, but also because of his background. His father, Zhao Gang, was one of the ten marshals, and his eldest brother was a general.

Zhao Gang is the only one of the ten marshals who is born a commoner. Due to his outstanding talent and outstanding military achievements, his position is as stable as Mount Tai.

The three members of the Zhao family have never forgotten their roots and have always stood on the side of the legitimate rights and interests of the poor.

The laws of the interstellar government are not completely biased towards the rich, also because of the existence of the Zhao family. They withstand the pressure of 90% of the rich, support the poor, and give them room to breathe and a chance to get ahead.

Song Qingqing planned the meeting in detail and was about to go out when she heard the doorbell.

When Song Qingqing opened the door, she saw Yang Fangkang and her face immediately turned cold.

Yang Fangkang smiled awkwardly, then picked up the things in his hand, "Qingqing, I brought you your favorite fried rice."

Song Qingqing: "..." Fried white rice, only ghosts like to eat it, that's only eaten by poor people, to save money. I haven't even found you yet, but I've delivered it to your door, today I'm going to break your teeth.

Song Qingqing stepped aside and let the person in.

Yang Fangze was happy and felt that Song Qingqing had forgiven him: I knew Qingqing would never be willing to blame me?

Yang Fangkang put the food next to the small window, then with a sad face, he slapped himself twice. "Qingqing, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, wuwuwu... It's all my fault for being careless and not knowing that I was cheated. I'm sorry? Hit me, hit me hard, so that I can feel better."

Song Qingqing didn't hold back and slapped him again and again until Yang Fangkang reacted and dodged.

"Song Qingqing, you actually hit me?" Doesn't she like me? How dare she hit me.

"Didn't you cry and ask me to hit you? I was afraid that you would feel bad, so I hit you."

"You..." It hurts so much. I told you to hit me, so you hit me. I told you to eat shit, will you eat it? I have to endure it. I can't tear my face apart. Song Qingqing has been smart and capable since she was a child. Since I got together with her, I have saved a lot of trouble. What if she gets lucky and makes a fortune in there? I have to coax her first.

"I feel bad for the pain from your beating. I'm fine with anything as long as you can calm down."

"I can't calm down. You're right. It really hurts my hand." Song Qingqing kicked Yang Fangkang in the stomach.

"what……"

Yang Fangkang held his stomach like a cooked shrimp.

"My feet don't hurt because they are protected by shoes. You are really thoughtful." Song Qingqing kicked them again.

"Qingqing, that's enough... If you keep hitting me, I'm going to die..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingqing stuffed a rag into his mouth to prevent him from shouting, and then tied him up with her supernatural power.

The peculiar smell of the rags made Yang Fangkang feel nauseous.

Song Qingqing's eyes were cold and she laughed crazily, "Then go die. I can't live, so why should you live? Didn't you say before that you can't be born in the same year and month as me, but hope to die in the same year and month as me? Let's die together today."