Under one person: Do you really think it is difficult to become a teacher?

Chapter 125 Lin Lan vs. Deng Youfu?This daxian is interesting

He heard Lu Linglong's voice.

Bai Shixue and Hidden Dragon turned their heads at the same time.

Hidden Dragon was pleasantly surprised: "Linglong? Are you here?"

Bai Shixue was embarrassed: "Linglong, that's not what I meant."

Lu Linglong said angrily, "Then what do you mean?"

She snatched the ipad from Hidden Dragon's hand, tapped it with her fingers, and said, "I'm going to beat myself to win!"

Lin Lan poked her head out and saw Lu Linglong's odds, she was overjoyed.

Said: "I bet, I bet all on Linglong!"

Just when Lin Lan was about to place a bet, Zhang Chulan and the others approached.

"What is this?" Zhang Chulan asked.

When Hidden Dragon saw Zhang Chulan, he immediately grinned and said, "Ah! Zhang Chulan, a big celebrity!"

When Bai Shixue saw the business coming, she immediately grabbed the ipad and gave it to Zhang Chulan.

"This is Fatty's website dedicated to collecting information on aliens!"

"I made a handicap for this conference on it."

"Whoever you are optimistic about can press him to win, and you can also press yourself if you want to."

Bai Shixue raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhang Chulan with a smile.

"Hey, Zhang Chulan, do you want to press it?"

Zhang Chulan took a look and said with a dark face: "1 to 100? My odds are so high?"

"Am I right or not?"

Hidden Dragon and Bai Shixue laughed dryly beside them.

"Hey, of course your first scene was too cool."

"Turn the sky!"

Zhang Chulan looked down again, and then immediately cried out.

"Hey, fat man, your odds are not right?"

Hidden Dragon said: "What's wrong, this is carefully calculated according to the information and mathematical model!"

Zhang Chulan said: "You said that I will overthrow the sky, the odds are 1 to 100, I admit it."

"But for Lu Linglong's preliminary round, she went up to sign autographs and then came down. Why is the odds 1 to 88?"

Hidden Dragon roared confidently: "Because she is Lu Linglong, and because the number 88 is auspicious, can't it?"

Zhang Chulan was speechless, "You count as a mathematical model?"

"Okay, I don't care about this, what's going on with Lin Lan?"

"Lin Lan came down without raising his hand in the first round. Why is his odds 1 to 1?"

"It's the same as Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing, and this Jia Zhengliang!"

"Do you dare to say that there is no shady scene on the platform?"

Lin Lan agreed: "Zhang Chulan makes sense."

"Fatty, it's hard for you to convince people like this."

"I don't ask for odds of one hundred, not 88, you can give me 66 head office."

Hidden Dragon gasped.

"Damn it! The odds are still bargaining?"

"Lin Lan, if you want to make money from me, there is no way."

"Let me tell you, your odds can only be lowered in the future, not higher."

"Anyway, according to the rules, players cannot pressure themselves to lose."

Lin Lan shrugged and said, "Pull it down, I'll crush Linglong's head office."

Xu Si came over and said, "It's kind of interesting, little fat man, we non-players can also press?"

Xu San grabbed Xu Si, "Don't make trouble with me, the front is calling for the winning group to gather."

"Let Baby and Chu Lan go to draw lots."

Lin Lan heard the words and looked forward, and saw from a distance that the old Tianshi had returned to the high platform.

So she hurriedly pulled Lu Linglong over.

At this time, many winning players had already gathered under the high platform.

The old heavenly master looked around and said: "Everyone has worked hard."

"Now the first round of the competition is all over."

"Winners. A total of 32 people!"

"Now, everyone will come up one by one to draw lots."

"The following competition will be conducted in a one-on-one format."

"The names on the slips you draw will be your opponents in the next round."

Everyone heard the words and stepped forward one by one.

32 people draw quickly.

Lu Linglong ran up to Lin Lan bouncingly, opened the note and took a look.

There is one word written on it: "Cloud."

Lin Lan was taken aback, isn't this the tailor with the iron ruler stuck behind his butt?

Asked Lu Linglong, "Are you good at tailoring?"

Lu Linglong pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I haven't fought before. I wanted to compete with him before, but he always refused."

"See if he has any reason to shirk this time, so he can't abstain."

Lin Lan smiled, "That's right, I hope the tailor can do a good job, Linglong, you can enjoy yourself."

Lu Linglong smiled: "Brother Lin Lan, who did you draw?"

Lin Lan opened the note in her hand, and saw that it said: "Blessed."

"Huh..." Lin Lan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

"The one I drew is so auspicious!"

Lu Linglong asked suspiciously, "What does this mean?"

"Blessed people don't have to be busy?"

At this time, other people came over.

Feng Xingtong smiled and said: "Wow, I like this opponent, but unfortunately I didn't draw it."

Lin Lan asked, "Do you know each other?"

"I don't know." Feng Xingtong said. "But I know."

"His name is Deng Youfu, he is a shaman in Northeast China, and he is an immortal..."

Feng Shayan blinked, then said lightly.

"This person should not be your opponent."

She felt a little schadenfreude.

The Northeast shaman did not expect to meet a little Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain who knows how to send generals.

And this little Taoist knows the Five Thunder Talisman!
A hundred, a hundred ways to chop outwards.

It's useless to ask any god to get on your body!

Even his own father was hacked into the hospital.

Fighting against this kid is not inviting God, it is cheating God!
When Lin Lan heard about the Northeast Shaman, she immediately became interested.

He has never seen this kind of strange art.

If possible, he would like to use the mask of the godhead and fight him.

It's a pity that the old heavenly master does not allow it to be used.

So what should I use in the battle tomorrow?
When he was thinking, Fatty Hidden Dragon came over, crying and howling.

"Mom, I'm going to die!"

"Lin Lan, I have something to discuss with you."

"Please do me a favor and promise me."

With a plop from the hidden dragon, a fierce tiger landed on the ground, hugging Lin Lan's thigh directly,
Then started wailing.

Lin Lan was taken aback by the fat man.

Quickly asked: "What's the matter? Hey, don't wipe your snot on my Taoist robe!"

Zhijinhua walked up and said, "Fatty got Zhang Lingyu."

"I have a feeling that tomorrow next year will be his memorial day."

Lu Linglong said sympathetically, "My condolences to Fatty, next year I will invite fans online to send you flowers."

Hidden Dragon couldn't be more moved, "Linglong, you are so kind!"

"Unfortunately, a flower was stuck in the cow."

Lin Lan kicked him: "Fatty, pay attention to your words!"

Hidden Dragon realized that he had something to ask Lin Lan now.

He hurriedly changed his words: "A flower is stuck on the nose of the cow."

"Lin Lan, you must help me this time."

"What can I help you?" Lin Lan said, "Get up first."

"You got the little uncle, what can I do?"

"Could I still ask my little uncle to put water on you? Impossible."

"At best, ask my little uncle to let you down."

Hidden Dragon continued to cry, "No, I want to beg you"

"Let me live in your yard tonight."

"I want to get closer to Linglong."

Lin Lan's face darkened quickly, and she kicked it.

"Fatty man, do you believe that I'll kill you with a hundred thunder talismans right now?"

Hidden Dragon: "Oh, are you really kicking?"

"I'll just sleep on the stone table outside, oops!"

"If you want to kick it, let Linglong kick it too."

(End of this chapter)