Volume 1: The Bridge Man Chapter 83 Preparing Materials
At school, Qiao Ji completed the formalities smoothly, and the school had already been informed.
As soon as I came out of the office, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.
"Qiao Ji?"
Zhang Chenyu, who was walking out of the classroom while chatting with a few boys, saw Qiao Ji coming out of the office.
He was about to step forward, but suddenly took a step back.
Because he saw the policeman Cheng Jun.
Why did Qiao Ji come with the police?
Are you here to find me?
Zhang Chenyu was a little confused.
That’s not right. What happened last time is in the past. I haven’t done anything these days. At most... at most I just chatted about some dirty jokes with my classmates. Isn’t that illegal?
At this time, Qiao Ji waved to him and motioned him to come over.
Zhang Chenyu had no choice but to drag himself past his friend and walk over under the invisible pressure of the police officer.
When he came over, Qiao Ji said to him, "Thank you for what happened this morning. Those guys are indeed bad guys."
"Hey? Are there really bad guys?"
Zhang Chenyu himself didn't expect this to happen, and he had forgotten everything that happened in the morning.
"Yes, they were all ruthless criminals, but they have been dealt with."
I put it in perfect order.
Zhang Chenyu blurted out "Oh my god!"
A criminal who kills without blinking an eye?
His heart was shaken.
I used to think that older sister was pretty, had a great figure, and was very generous.
But I didn't expect that she was actually a bad person.
Cheng Jun also patted him on the shoulder and said, "Not bad, you are very vigilant."
"Thank you, thank you." He felt a little shy after being praised.
It turns out I did a great thing.
"I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Remember to tell your family." Qiao Ji fulfilled his promise.
"Okay." Zhang Chenyu nodded excitedly, then looked at Cheng Jun and asked in a low voice: "Is the police officer going too?"
Cheng Jun was speechless.
I'm only 25, how come I'm an uncle?
Qiao Ji didn't care about the extra people and said, "Let's go together, we're all brothers."
Zhang Chenyu: Huh? Something feels wrong.
Cheng Jun thought to himself, wow, now I have a new brother?
But when I think about it carefully, that’s not right. Qiao Ji is adding generation to himself!
People call me uncle and you call me buddy, right?
"I still have things to do. Have fun by yourselves. Don't run around and don't drink." Cheng Jun rejected the invitation and said, "Do you want me to take you home?"
"No, I'll stay in school for a while and go home by myself later."
Qiao Ji didn't plan to go home directly. He planned to buy some props and materials that might be used.
"Okay, I'll be leaving first then."
Cheng Jun turned around and said to Zhang Chenyu, "You did a good job this morning, but next time you see someone suspicious, remember to call the police first."
Don’t just tell Qiao Ji.
"I see."
I didn't expect those three guys were really bad guys.
"I'll wait for you at the door after school." Qiao Ji walked into the classroom.
"Okay." Zhang Chenyu disappeared into the crowd and continued to brag and chat.
In the hometown at the back, the throne is still there, but the king is no longer there.
He Ling was writing math problems seriously when suddenly a person appeared next to her.
She looked and found that Qiao Ji had returned at some point and was packing his things.
It’s just the beginning of the school year and there aren’t a lot of stuff. It’s not like the senior year of high school when there was so much stuff that the desk couldn’t fit and we had to put a cardboard box under the desk.
While Qiao Ji was packing his things, he said to He Ling, who was looking at him and forgot to say anything, "Why, you don't recognize me?"
"No, it's just that school is about to end. Why are you coming to school at this time?"
There is only one class left in the afternoon. If you want to ask for leave, why come at this time?
"I'll pack my things."
Qiao Ji packed up all the books and stationery, leaving nothing behind, and then said to He Ling, "I'm leaving."
He Ling was a little confused. Are they leaving?
Where are you going?
The bell rang and the students rushed into the classroom. The old teacher walked in quickly. He came on time.
When he came, he noticed Qiao Ji at a glance. After the bell rang, he said, "Let me tell you something first. Qiao Ji is going to transfer to another school. Qiao Ji, please tell me something."
Transfer school!
These two words came out of nowhere. He Ling looked up at Qiao Ji beside her in a daze. It was as if a rainstorm suddenly fell in her heart, so unexpected.
Zhang Chenyu was also surprised. Qiao Ji was going to transfer schools?
Why are you leaving suddenly? Is it related to what happened this morning?
"I'm sorry to have delayed everyone's time. Because of a family member's job transfer, I have to transfer to Yujing."
He glanced across the class. Although he knew everyone's name, they basically didn't say a word.
"I hope you will study hard in the future. Goodbye."
He picked up the book on the table, leaned against the wall, and merged directly into the black shadow that had spread to the wall at some point in time.
He Ling stretched out half of her hand, only to see the dark shadow shrink back under the desk.
Zhang Chenyu exclaimed: "Damn, a miracle!"
What kind of supernatural power is this?
Didn’t we agree on the psychic department?
…
Qiao Ji disappeared directly outside the school without bothering the old man outside to open the door.
The two streets outside the school are lined with small vendors.
The frying stand was set up, and the frozen skewers and plates sprinkled with chili powder were displayed.
The auntie selling hot and sour noodles was also pouring ingredients into disposable paper bowls.
There is only one class left before school is over. In a while, this place will become lively, with students walking by and leaving the money in their pockets.
Qiao Ji walked along this very familiar road, looked at the small shops that he rarely visited on weekdays, and entered a stationery store for the first time.
There are two shelves at the door, filled with the latest weekly magazines and comics.
On the middle shelf of the store are various stationery, pens and refills, and on both sides are bookshelves with basketballs on top.
Qiao Ji’s target was not these, but toys, “Boss, why are you still selling this?”
He picked up a plastic sword with buttons that should light up and maybe even have sound effects.
Forget about the toy gun, he has the real thing.
"The original price is 15. If you want, I'll give it to you for 13. They are all sold to kindergartens."
There seems to be a kindergarten nearby.
Qiao Ji chose two, one white and one gold.
He didn't care that it was a plastic toy. After all, the Ghost Corps tattoo was as big as a palm, while the original on the bubble gum was much smaller.
When the system turns it into a cos prop, it will naturally undergo a certain degree of transformation. The same is true for the Little King Kong necklace. It was originally a transparent crystal pendant, but after the system turned it into a cos prop, it became colorful.
"Buy it for your younger brothers and sisters?" asked the bookstore owner.
"No, I play by myself."
boss:?
I see that you seem to be wearing a high school uniform. You still like to play this even though you are in high school?
After buying two toy swords, Qiao Ji came out of the stationery store and went to the eyewear store.
He wanted to buy some colored contact lenses. After all, there were many abilities related to "eyes" in various works, and there were also many characters represented by eyes, which were suitable for him to use to make props.
