C7 Transform Note a Poor Kid Has Provoked a Rich Kid

The production team was so happy they couldn't close their mouths. At first, they were planning to send Lin Ruonuo to Sun Muyue's house in B City. This was because this child's results were number one, and he was also the one who worked the most at home. Furthermore, his grandfather, Lin Rong, also decided to let Lin Ruonuo go. He wanted to let that child experience the beauty and brilliance that he had never seen before, but he was rejected by this child. He said that he would not go, and that he would stay at home to take care of his grandfather. In the end, he could only let his younger brother go.

At first, they were worried that this child would be too dull when interacting with the children in the city, and that there wouldn't be many explosive points. They never expected that this child really exceeded their expectations.

The viewership ratings for this episode would definitely not be low!

"But fighting is a very bad behavior. Violence cannot solve the problem, and it will only get worse and worse. This was taught by our teacher. " Ruonuo added.

"Kid, you really know a lot. . . " And you even know the result of violence. Kuan Jingjiang said, not knowing what to say, "By the way, you're 11 years old, right?"

"Yes. " The child nodded obediently.

"It looks bigger than a fart. . . " Kuan Jingjiang sneered. He then dragged the box and walked into the dimly lit room with the bag.

The structure of the wooden house was simple. It was a dirty and yellow broken wooden cabinet. There was no paint on it and it looked old and worn. It looked like wood chips could be dropped with just a touch. However, the floor and the small, worn table were quite clean.

As for the bed, how many pieces of wood were also called beds? The blanket was old, who knew how many years it took. . .

"Where's the light?"

Ruonuo walked to the table that was half the height of a man and picked up the two oil lamps on the table. He raised them towards Kuan Jingjiang and said, "This room does not have electricity. Only this one. " There was only one in their house, and they borrowed one from their neighbor.

"F * ck! Do we have to save so much!?" This was Sun Muyue's voice.

"Which room is the power room?" Kwoo Yu couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

Was this the life of a human? There was no electricity in the 21st century!

"Only grandpa's room has electricity. " Other friends' rooms were all connected to electricity. But back then, in order to pay for his mother's tuition fees, he borrowed a lot of money. A portion of it had not been paid off yet, so if he could save, he would save.

His grandfather was old, and his legs were inconvenient. His eyes were also dizzy from making a basket. If he were to fall at this age, he would lose his balance. The consequences would be unimaginable! . . .

"Then move into your grandfather's room. " Initially, he thought that it was because he didn't find the switch and was prepared to ask when the child came in. He did not expect that there was no f * cking electricity, only a black oil lamp. Sun Muyue did not think too much about it and directly blurted it out subconsciously, immediately attracting the attention of his companions and a few photographers.

Was this still considered a person?

"Are you still human?" Kuan Jingjiang rubbed his forehead and shook his head helplessly.

What kind of f * cking people were these!

"Why don't I count as. . . " A person? Before he could finish his sentence, he realized that everyone around him was looking at him as if he was a beast. Sun Muyue was stunned and only reacted after a long while. His face instantly turned red. " Cough. . . That. . . "

"Let's sleep here. I have no objections. " Just like how he only had a memory of seven seconds, Sun Muzhou immediately changed the topic.

Fortunately, it was still a person. . .

"Now, let's go back to the topic before. Who gets a bed?" Kuan Jingjiang sat on his box and looked at the crowd.

"Do you need me to do anything else?" He had already told them what he needed to do. If he did not need them, he wanted to go and pick up his grandfather. His grandfather should be back.

The market was very far away. He left at 7 or 8 in the morning and could only return at 3 or 4 in the afternoon.

"No, you can go and do your thing. " Seeing Kwoo Yu say so, Ruonuo turned his gaze to Kuan Jingjiang again.

"Go and do your thing ~" Kuan Jingjiang waved his hand and looked down at the other box in his hand with a wicked smile.

What happened next was not suitable for children. . .