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Chapter 428 I am immoral, but I make money (6)

Song Qingqing opened her eyes immediately, opened the door in panic, saw the mess on the ground, and looked at Li Yueyao with some uneasiness.

"I...I heard some noise and thought something was wrong so I came out to check it out. I can clean it up. I know how to do it."

Li Yueyao had a headache and was impatient with everyone, let alone the poor people whom she disliked and thought had a lot of problems.

"roll."

"Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the infirmary." Go away! That's impossible. I made you allergic just to make you owe me a favor.

"No, get out." Li Yueyao hated taking medicine the most and resisted when she heard about seeing a doctor.

"You are sweating coldly. Do you have a headache? My mother also has a headache. I can massage the head. My mother always says that I can do it well. Can I help you?"

Song Qingqing took a pack of wet wipes, took one out to wipe her hands, and then started applying the wipes without waiting for Li Yueyao to refuse.

The gentle and powerful massage greatly relieved Li Yueyao's headache, and Li Yueyao didn't even show any impatience.

"Let me give you a massage. Your face is sweaty. Wipe it with a wet wipe. It will make you feel better."

Li Yueyao, who loves cleanliness, did as she was told. She wiped her face and neck, and also wiped off the fluff of the grass leaves that were stuck to her skin.

Song Qingqing knew from the memory of the immortal marrow that Li Yueyao was allergic to the fluff on the leaves of hair grass. She would get a headache when it stuck to her, but the headache would quickly go away when she wiped it off.

This was discovered by Xiansui accidentally. Even Li Yueyao herself didn't know that she was allergic to the fluff on the hairy grass leaves.

Song Qingqing massaged Li Yueyao for half an hour, and Li Yueyao felt so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.

"Okay, does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Qingqing smiled naively, "It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore. If you have a headache, come to me. It's good for your body to massage your head more." If you dare to drive me out, next time you have a headache, a ghost will massage you.

Li Yueyao looked at Song Qingqing straight in the eye and felt that she was not as annoying as she was during the day: Forget it, I won't look for a counselor tomorrow. She has good skills and can be used for massage in the future. She is so stupid that she shouldn't be able to do anything weird.

"Nice job. I'm going back to the house. Please clean up here. I'll find you if I need anything."

"Okay." It's done. Looks like I can stay.

Song Qingqing obediently picked up the dropped things, put them away, then sat on the single sofa and wiped her hands with a wet towel.

Song Qingqing slid her wet arms across the sofa, then wiped her arms with a wet towel, cleaning the fluff on the grass leaves before returning to the room.

The next morning, Song Qingqing went to class and was ridiculed all day. If Song Qingqing hadn't been strong, she would have suffered from depression.

Seeing her friendly attitude, they would just ignore her. The better ones would roll their eyes or snort. Some would almost curse at her. The worse ones would deliberately embarrass her. Fortunately, Song Qingqing cleverly and reasonably avoided it.

Song Qingqing had a smile on her face, but she was cursing their ancestors for 18 generations in her heart: My sword, I really want to kill these bitches with one blow.

[Hahahaha…poor punching bag, you made me laugh. ]

When Song Qingqing returned to the dormitory, Zhang Yuening's face immediately turned cold, "Why haven't you moved out yet?"

Song Qingqing lowered her head and said in a low voice with grievance, "The counselor didn't let me move."

Li Yueyao said, "Okay, just stay here. It's not like she's sharing a room with you, so what's the impact? The school doesn't have any extra dormitories, otherwise we wouldn't be able to arrange for her to stay here."

"How do you speak for her?"

"Pay attention to your manners and don't forget your status. Why would you bother competing with a special recruit? You won't lose your status."

Song Qingqing looked at Li Yueyao with gratitude.

Qian Ruoxin looked between Song Qingqing and Li Yueyao and said nothing: This little girl is so capable that she actually let Li Yueyao speak for her.

With Li Yueyao's support, Song Qingqing successfully stayed in the dormitory.

[Luckily, I helped Li Yueyao and was not kicked out.]

Song Qingqing has always been very well behaved and quiet. Even when Zhang Yuening provoked her, saying her nose was not a nose and her eyes were not eyes, Song Qingqing didn't get angry.

Whenever I had time, I would hang out outside, and occasionally go to Li Yueyao's place to sell something. But in four whole days, I didn't make a penny.

Because Song Qingqing was so cowardly and useless, the popularity of her live broadcast, which had been high, dropped rapidly and everyone ran away.

They all thought that Song Qingqing was doomed to die. They had guessed what Song Qingqing would do in the future and felt there was no need to watch.

Zhou Wenyun watched for a few days and despised Song Qingqing so much that he stopped watching the live broadcast: "After such a big fuss at the beginning, I thought I had dug a hole for myself, but it turns out that I have no ability at all and am just a coward."

On the 5th day, Song Qingqing stood in the bushes looking at the sky, twisting her body back and forth, doing fitness exercises.

Song Qingqing saw Zhang Yuening approaching from the corner of her eye, and she worked harder on her fitness exercises, then she swung her hand and opened her palm. The little cockroach that she had just caught from the bushes curved beautifully in the air and fell precisely on Zhang Yuening's face.

Zhang Yuening felt something was wrong with her face, and saw a black object lying on her face.

"what……"

Zhang Yuening immediately screamed in fright, then ran quickly, and then fell heavily, bruising her knees.

To make matters worse, Zhang Yuening's scream scared the little cockroach, and the little cockroach crawled into Zhang Yuening's mouth.

Zhang Yuening was so scared that she closed her mouth and swallowed, and the little cockroach swallowed her.

"vomit……"

On the other side, Song Qingqing pretended to be frightened by Zhang Yuening's scream, she lost her balance and lay on the grass with her hands.

As luck would have it, she knocked over the water cup. Song Qingqing used the scent of the grass and the water in the cup to clean her hands.

Then he quickly got up and ran towards Zhang Yuening.

When Song Qingqing saw Zhang Yuening's miserable condition, she paused for 5 seconds: Is it necessary to vomit like this for a cockroach?

Then Song Qingqing watched Zhang Yuening spit out a cockroach, which was still alive, and crawled away by itself.

Song Qingqing: "..." Is it really necessary?

Song Qingqing deliberately turned her direction when she ran towards Zhang Yuening and stood behind her with a trace of worry on her face, "Zhang Yuening, you are screaming so loudly, what's wrong with you?"

"Send me to the infirmary."

"Oh, can you walk? I'll help you."

"Are you blind? Can't you see my knee is bleeding? How can I walk?"

Song Qingqing looked forbearing, "Then wait, I'll go get someone, I'll get the school bus to pick you up."

Song Qingqing quickly found the school bus and helped Zhang Yuening get on.

Halfway through the drive, Zhang Yuening shouted angrily, "Stop the car!"

As soon as the car stopped, Zhang Yuening ignored her injured leg, gritted her teeth and ran towards a man and a woman hugging each other in the distance.

Song Qingqing followed behind with a worried look on her face, but there was a smile in her eyes.