The clock in the living room pointed to twelve, and Feng Qingyi knocked on the door of Feng Qingci's room.

"Feng Qingci, come out and cook."

"Go out to eat by yourself, don't disturb me playing games!"

It seems that this person can't be relied on, so she should rely on herself.

Holding her mobile phone and keys, Feng Qingyi walked out the door.

Feng Qingyi lives in a high-end community. There is a snack street outside the community with all kinds of food.

Feng Qingyi went to a rice noodle shop she often went to, and sat in the shop after placing an order.

It was dinner time, and there were a lot of people in the store. Feng Qingyi took out her mobile phone and looked at it casually. .

"Mom, why is that pretty sister holding such a broken phone? Won't she scratch her hand?"

"That sister may be more frugal."

"I just saw a mobile phone repair shop on the side of the road. I'll go and tell that pretty sister."

Feng Qingyi looked at the little boy in front of her in surprise, "Little boy, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Pretty sister, I just saw a mobile phone repair shop on the side of the road. Just turn left in front of you. Go and get your phone repaired, otherwise you will scratch your hand and bleed." The little boy said in a baby voice.

Feng Qingyi looked at the phone in her hand. It was the same as a new one. How could it scratch her hand?

"Is my phone very broken?"

The little boy nodded, "Your phone screen is broken. Can you still see the words? If you don't have money, I can borrow money from my mother to help you fix it."

"Thank you! Sister has money. I'll go and fix it later."

Is it possible that only she saw that the phone was intact, and others saw that it was just broken at the beginning!

The little boy smiled and said, "You're welcome!"

After the little boy returned to his seat, Feng Qingyi stared at the phone for a long time.

She suddenly remembered that when Feng Qingci threw the phone to her in the morning, the screen was indeed broken.

Is this the legendary recognition of the master?

"Qingyi! Why are you staring at your broken phone? Your rice noodles are here for you, eat slowly." The boss brought the rice noodles to Feng Qingyi.

"Thank you, boss!" The little boy, the boss saw only broken phones, it seems that her guess is correct.

So the things in the mysterious store should also be real, it seems that she has got something amazing.

The first level of the mysterious store only opens the first column of goods, and suddenly I want to know what those that have not yet lit up will be.

After eating the rice noodles in a hurry, Feng Qingyi took the phone to scan the code to pay and left.

On the way home, the phone suddenly rang.

The side task is released: Creating a civilized city is everyone's responsibility, helping to remove urban garbage, and completing the task will get 10 points.

Looking at the line of words on the phone, Feng Qingyi fell into deep thought.

Isn't this just picking up trash! And it's said so grandly.

Feng Qingyi looked at the street and saw a lot of fruit peels and paper scraps. Did she have to pick them all up?

Such a long street, this is a big project!

These 10 points are too hard to earn, not to mention that there are people I know around here. If I meet acquaintances later, it will be a bit embarrassing.

Forget it, I'll go all out and buy a mask and a hat to wear.

After being fully equipped, Feng Qingyi began the great cause of picking up trash.

On a summer afternoon, on the busy street, a girl in a shirt and jeans, carrying a bucket and a pair of tongs, lowered her head and carefully picked up trash on the roadside.

This scene attracted the attention of some passers-by.

"Mom, why is this sister picking up trash here?"

"If you don't study hard, you can only pick up trash like this sister in the future."

Feng Qingyi heard the conversation next to her and looked up.

Oh my god, it turned out to be her high school class teacher. Feng Qingyi, who was about to start a fight, silently lowered her noble head.

But you are a Chinese teacher at least, you shouldn't discriminate against garbage pickers like this, right?

"Why does this look so familiar! Feng Qingyi, it's you, raise your head."

Her face was almost lowered to the ground, but he could still recognize her. He really loves her deeply.

Feng Qingyi had to raise her head, "Teacher Wang, why are you here?"

"You can't stay in Beijing University anymore, so you start picking up garbage part-time?" Teacher Wang teased.

"I'm just idle during the summer vacation, so I came out to exercise and create a civilized city."

"How can you, a Chinese teacher, discriminate against garbage pickers? This is also a serious profession!"

Feng Qingyi looked at Teacher Wang, who was dressed in a green dress and dressed brightly in front of her.

Teacher Wang smiled and said, "I don't discriminate against garbage pickers. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I greeted you. If I didn't call you, would you pretend not to see me?"

"..." Is there anyone who greets like this?

"Okay, just like before, pick up trash, it's not a shameful thing, you cover yourself up so tightly, are you afraid that someone will take a sneak shot of you!"

"..."Don't play like this.

Teacher Wang held her daughter's hand, "Okay, pick up trash slowly, you can come back to school when you have time, you have to study hard in college, don't be distracted every day."

"Well, goodbye!" She finally left, how could she be so miserable, she met her high school class teacher on the first day of picking up trash.

It won't be long before the news of her picking up trash spreads all over the school. Fortunately, she has graduated now, otherwise she really doesn't want to go out and see people.

Although it's not a shameful thing, it would be embarrassing if this person exaggeratedly publicized it.

It's really not easy for her to earn 10 points!

After working hard for an afternoon and picking up trash from a whole street, Feng Qingyi finally succeeded in getting 10 points.

After returning home, Feng Qingyi collapsed directly on the sofa.

"What have you been doing? Half dead?"

As soon as Feng Qingci walked out of the room, he saw the person lying on the sofa.

Feng Qingyi was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Feng Qingci looked at the broken mobile phone in Feng Qingyi's hand, and felt a little sorry.

"You can use this phone for now. I'll take your phone to be repaired. It should be repaired soon."

"Where did you buy this phone?" Feng Qingyi asked calmly.

Feng Qingci said: "It's in the shop that repairs mobile phones. He has a lot of broken mobile phones. This is the best one among them. It cost me 20 yuan!"

"The screen of this mobile phone is broken like this. Is it still worth 20 yuan?" Feng Qingyi asked tentatively.

Feng Qingci said: "I didn't think it was worth 20 yuan at first, but the boss said that as long as I bought this mobile phone, the repair fee of your mobile phone would be halved. I thought it was a good deal."

There is such a good thing. Isn't it obviously weird?

"Tell me the address of the mobile phone repair shop, and I will pick up my phone myself when the time comes."

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