Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

September is about a week away, and the five boys will be old enough to go to junior high school.

The public junior high schools in Li City charge accommodation and tuition fees, but this orphanage doesn't care about these at all. Those who can get out of here rely on their own efforts. An older brother who has already started working in the orphanage came to see them a year ago and brought a lot of information. He said that if anyone is admitted to a public junior high school, he can subsidize the fees and help apply for subsidies.

There are about ten children of school age in the orphanage. The other children of the same age have already found ways to study and take exams to go to school. Only these five rebellious boys have nothing to do all day long. Relying on the orphanage's free food and accommodation, they have never thought about going to school. They even caught the original body secretly reading materials, took away the materials and did not know what to do with them.

Lian Qingyang is only ten years old this year and is not yet old enough to go to junior high school. He is currently teaching five boys who are about thirteen or fourteen how to do their homework. Duan Zhuo is standing next to him, looking down at him.

After two weeks of getting along, Duan Zhuo got used to following Lian Qingyang, but he still didn't like to talk. Lian Qingyang only found out yesterday that he was already eleven years old.

Lian Qingyang spoke for a while, and seeing that several people's eyes were beginning to blur and distracted, he stopped and stood up, glanced at them, and successfully perked them up before saying, "I'm going to the bathroom. You guys do your homework first."

After saying that, he walked out. Duan Zhuo also glanced at a few people and followed Lian Qingyang out. Those people woke up at this time, with bitter faces, and complained: "Are the questions in elementary school so weird now? I still remember that one plus one equals two!"

"Then I'm better than you. I also know that one times one equals two."

"Didn't you say you only knew one plus one equals two? You've already solved this equation."

"My memory is in the past, but my IQ is advanced, you understand, you stupid dog."

"-How are you?-I'm fan.Thank you,and you?"

"Shanzi, what are you mumbling about?" Shanzi was the boy who was pointed at by Lian Qingyang at the beginning. Since he was taught by him, he almost regarded Lian Qingyang's words as famous quotes. He was the most serious student among the few people.

"My Chinese and math foundations are pretty much solid, and Mr. Qing wants me to learn English."

"I want to learn this, too. It sounds really cool. If I tell those kids about it, they'll be envious to death."

"Everyone knows this, supercalifragilisticexpiadocious. What do you think? Don't you understand?"

"Instead of bragging, you might as well take a nap, so that you won't be confused when I talk." Lian Qingyang stepped into the door. The door was not closed. As several people chatted, their voices became louder and he could hear them from far away.

Those people fell silent instantly, lowered their heads to look at the questions in their notebooks, began to bite the pen tips and scratch their heads, pretending to circle a few words on the questions with pens.

Lian Qingyang asked them to copy the questions that Xiaojiu had found for the junior high school entrance examinations and mock exams in recent years. They were very targeted. Most of them had a good foundation, so now they just needed to consolidate and improve. Maybe he was too hasty, and these questions were still a little difficult for them, but they were all busy doing the questions and scratched their heads, and no one dared to ask him.

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Simply ignoring these people for the moment, Lian Qingyang turned around and motioned for Duan Zhuo to sit down. He leaned close to him and whispered, "Have you ever been to school before?"

Duan Zhuo looked at him for a while before nodding.

He had already changed into clean clothes and washed his face. Lian Qingyang even coaxed him into braiding his long hair. He looked so handsome that if you didn't look closely you would mistake him for a girl.

Lian Qingyang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He had now mastered the skills to communicate with Duan Zhuo. He only asked one question every day, and it had to be a yes or no question. In this way, Duan Zhuo only needed to nod or shake his head.

Duan Zhuo's voice is still a little hoarse now, not like the hoarseness during the voice change period. Lian Qingyang looked at Duan Zhuo again, and many accidents and man-made accidents flashed through his mind, and he pursed his lips.

He actually didn't know how to get along with Duan Zhuo. Duan Zhuo was obviously not the host of the senior's soul power, but he always gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling, a familiarity that was closer to the senior's true body and true personality. There was a quarter resemblance between their eyebrows and eyes, but the aura around them was much weaker. If he was not Meng Linchen's white moonlight, perhaps Lian Qingyang would have raised him as the senior's childhood. His biggest regret was that he was not able to participate in the senior's childhood.

Lian Qingyang stopped thinking and curled his lips. How come he also started to play with substitute literature? He was really influenced by this world. What he had always been most determined about was his love for his predecessors.

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After that, Lian Qingyang's attitude towards Duan Zhuo became a little colder, and he no longer asked him the question every day, but he didn't say anything about the fact that he always followed him. It was definitely not as loud as the five people following him.

Duan Zhuo's attitude towards him didn't change at all. He still followed him quietly. Even Qingyang could meet those clear and bright eyes every time he turned his head.

Every time they looked at each other, he would feel a little unnatural. Lian Qingyang thought about the weirdness of this world and attributed this situation to the appearance of this somewhat inexplicable world.

The little tail followed him for a month without saying a word.

One noon in October, Lian Qingyang was woken up again: "Boss Qing, that little brother Duan's family is going to take him back."

Lian Qingyang suddenly woke up, hurriedly got out of bed and ran out. The October afternoon sun was still a bit scorching. He was about to raise his hand to cover his eyes when a hand reached out from the side to cover it for him. A hoarse voice sounded from the side: "You forgot to wear shoes."

Lian Qingyang tucked his toes in, stood still, and asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving?"

Duan Zhuo hummed, then said his second sentence of the day: "Go back and put your shoes on."

"It's okay, I just thought you were leaving without saying goodbye to me. After all, we've been playing together for more than a month, so we can be considered friends, right?" When it came to parting, even Qingyang's awkwardness temporarily disappeared. No matter how bad the scumbag was, it was none of Bai Yueguang's business. In the plot, Bai Yueguang looked down on Meng Linchen, it was all his one-man show.

When only seeing the name, Lian Qingyang would think that Meng Linchen was the host of the senior's soul power, but after watching the plot, Lian Qingyang had no feelings for this person he had never met before. I wonder if he was also affected by the world.

"Yes, you are my friend." Duan Zhuo answered quickly this time. He reached out and pulled Lian Qingyang into the room, let him sit back on the bed, and stood aside.

Although it is not known whether Duan Zhuo also came here when he was a child, and what he experienced before the plot began to become a person who was almost ruthless and loveless, and whom the children of aristocratic families looked up to but dared not approach easily, in the current timeline, he met Lian Qingyang, which may allow him to have a less resistant memory when recalling the past.

Lian Qingyang raised the corner of his mouth and looked up at him: "Your family must be getting anxious, right?"

Duan Zhuo turned his head to look out the window, then looked back at Lian Qingyang. He opened his mouth slightly, but only said, "Wait for me, please."

After saying that, she didn't look at him again and walked out. Lian Qingyang stared at his back and gradually became lost in thought. He didn't even notice when his back disappeared from his sight.