Demon Development System

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The next day, Li Zheng's birthday has been spread.

Although it was actually Zhang Xiaoke's plan, Li Zheng calculated Jiang Qinghua's account.

This mouth is really big enough.

But Zhang Xiaoke did not arrogant for too long.

When Li Zheng returned to the classroom after lunch, he happened to see Zhang Xiaoke secretly putting gifts on his table and grabbed a present.

"Hah!" Li Zheng rushed past with glaring eyes, "It turns out that you have a big eyebrow!"

"Ahhhhhh..." Zhang Xiaoke hurriedly threw a few boxes of gifts, and ran away with his head held up. "It's all kindhearted, Master."

"What a fart, it's very troublesome to pay the courtesy." Li Zheng chased and scolded, "Do you know that because this time, I'm going to remember a bunch of people's birthdays, and there will be some inexplicable guilt if I miss it."

"Okay, no one wants you to pay it back."

"Yes! I planted it on November 1st, and I have to think about it once a day to deepen my memory."

"what the hell!"

After a round of running, Zhang Xiaoke ran back and got under his desk, and looked at Li Zheng with tears in his eyes: "It's a sincere celebration of my birthday...you're too much, Master."

It is impossible for Li Zheng to really treat her, and he had to sit down with hatred: "At this point, no more publicity is allowed."

"It's okay." Zhang Xiaoke then withdrew his tears, smiled and crawled out to sit back in his seat, watching several gift boxes on Li Zheng's table, rubbing his hands, "All are anonymous~ Only I know the answer~ guess right To get it~"

"Then I guess Liu Xin is all right, and all will be returned."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hurry up~"

"It's so boring..." Although Li Zheng said so in his mouth, his eyes turned to the table.

A total of seven gift boxes should have been conspired by someone close to Zhang Xiaoke.

Basically, it's easy to guess.

"That means..." Li Zheng mumbled, "Jiang Qinghua, Liu Xin, you, Xu Mengxi, Qiao Bixia and Lin Yuejing, all sent?"

"Boom!" Zhang Xiaoke nodded steadily. "There is Liu Yuexuan."

"Oh?" Li Zheng couldn't help looking at the position of Liu Yuexuan, the representative of the front row Chinese class.

Liu Yuexuan was looking here too, Lao Yuan waved and smiled and said, "Happy birthday~"

"Thank you." After Li Zheng smiled back, he twisted his face and sent Zhang Xiaoke a zombie face. "Thank you for giving me another birthday."

"Don't... don't be so scary..." Zhang Xiaoke panicked, "I'll give you a gift when the big deal comes..."

"It's troublesome." Li Zheng sighed, and then picked up the top pink gift box.

From this color, it should be sent by girls.

Despite the trouble in his mouth, Li Zheng still had a small expectation in his heart.

After all, this is the first time a birthday gift has been given except for parents...

I didn't even have a greeting card before.

"Quick release, quick release, hurry up." Zhang Xiaoke raised his eyebrows and said, "The rule is to read the gift clearly and then guess. If the guess is wrong, give it to the person who was guessed."

Li Zheng uttered an interest, and suddenly became interested: "That is, if this gift was sent by Liu Xin, but I guess Jiang Qinghua, then this gift belongs to Jiang Qinghua?"

"Boom!" Zhang Xiaoke smirked at Li Zheng, "It's good to guess Zhang Xiaoke all!"

"Dream." Li Zheng unpacked two or three times, and then fell into a dull state.

Unexpectedly, under this pink wrapping paper.

It turned out to be a tension device.

Then the result, there is no suspense.

"Qiao Bixia..." Li Zheng sighed blankly.

"Congratulations, get a pair of tensioners." Zhang Xiao ridiculously hahabi said, "In the future, you will also practice chest muscles oh Master."

At the same time, "Hah!" outside the door laughed loudly, Qiao Bixia happily entered the classroom: "I waited until six o'clock in the basketball court yesterday, but I can live up to my love."

"Thank you..." Li Zheng couldn't hide either, but had to be re-shot by Qiao Bixia. "It was a special situation yesterday, and I must play basketball today."

"Okay, I gave the gift successfully, let's open the next one." Qiao Bixia urged.

"Huh." Li Zheng tore the small blue packaging underneath.

It is also a book in blue cover, with the word "siege" written on it.

There is also no suspense.

"Liu Yuexuan." Liu Zhengxuan in the front row of Li Zheng nodded again.

However, Liu Yuexuan did have a miserable expression: "No, it's Zhang Xiaoke..."

"???" Li Zheng stared, "How is it possible? Zhang Xiaoke has this culture?"

"Wow, I have a master..." Zhang Xiaoke burst into tears again and thumped over in a mess. "It's clear that I gave Master one of my favorite books... How can I not be cultured!"

This time Li Zheng didn't fight the punch, but took it silently.

Knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing.

Zhang Xiaoke turned out to be cultural...

However, Liu Yuexuan didn't want this book after all, but he left it to Li Zheng.

Li Zheng also took a deep breath and opened the third rainbow package.

It is a box of Chenguang signature pens, tied together with a whole new set of workbooks.

Li Zheng suddenly flashed his eyes.

Good stuff, practical.

Give such a sincere gift.

"Liu Xin!" Li Zheng shouted with open arms.

Liu Yuexuan in the front row was crying again: "It's me..."

"Ah..." Li Zheng scratched his scalp. "Anyway, Liu Xin's use of this is useless, and I will accept it."

The fourth box.

Old clockwork mouse toy...

Li Zheng couldn't help rubbing his head.

Normal people will not give this toy to an 18-year-old high school student.

This is obviously not for people to play...

It's for cats.

Then there can only be one result.

"Lin Yuejing." Li Zheng sighed in disappointment. "Got it, I will play with Wangcai."

However, Liu Xin rushed in: "Brother Li, it's me, Brother Li!"

"???

"This is the clockwork mouse I have collected since childhood. The most precious memory is Li Brother!" Liu Xin grabbed the clockwork mouse and pointed to the notch on the side. "There is my name here, which symbolizes our Friendship never fades."

"Ah..." Li Zheng was confused, "Sorry... I'm sorry..."

"I don't care, I'll give it to you if you guessed wrong." Liu Xin tucked the mouse into Li Zheng's arms. "You are not allowed to play with the cat, be sure to treasure it."

"……it is good."

When opening the fifth box, Li Zheng, who had made several mistakes, was already in a panic.

No, you can no longer be so blind and confident.

People's external and internal are often contradictory.

Under Zhang Xiaoke's grandiose appearance, there is a serious literary heart.

Liu Yuexuan's literary temperament is a core of pragmatism.

Liu Xin hides the delicateness and tenderness after his brainlessness.

The only thing in the table is Qiao Bixia.

The reverse is true, and there is a chance.

Chant!

The fifth box is torn apart.

Is a full set of Xue Zhiqian's album CD!

Oh shit……

Li Zheng swallowed.

This is really impossible to come back.

"Jiang Qinghua..." Li Zheng read out the name.

At the door, the man flashed into the class: "Yes, it's me."

"Thank you..." Li Zheng reluctantly thanked, "But I don't have a CD..."

"I don't use it for collection." Jiang Qinghua sighed with a sigh, "Don't have the burden, I just want to say goodbye to myself in the past, let yourself go, and fulfill your blue sea and blue sky."

"Although I don't understand, thank you anyway."

Li Zheng took a deep breath and opened the penultimate gift box.

There are only two people left.

Lin Yuejing, Mengxi teacher.

Choose one of the two, it should be a good guess.

After tearing the red wrapping paper.

Li Zheng saw a brand new black metal phone case.

He then picked up his cell phone again, only to find that he was already scarred.

It is also a very practical gift.

It should be Mengxi...

Although this is the case, Li Zheng did not immediately guess, but opened the last gift three or two times-

A big fist universe glass ball!

With shaking, the fluorescent material inside will also flow, as the galaxy migrates, and the galaxy turns.

Wonderful!

It is too obvious to be wrong.

Li Zheng held the cosmic glass ball in his right hand: "Lin Yuejing."

The left hand grabbed the black phone case: "Mengxi Teacher."

The scene instantly froze.

Even Zhang Xiaoke didn't owe it, just stared at Li Zheng blankly.

Li Zheng's brow furrowed.

Is it... wrong...

This **** thing can be wrong...

He shivered and turned to look at the door of the classroom.

Lin Yuejing was glaring.

Teacher Mengxi was sad.

"No...this..."Li Zheng picked up the cosmic fairway. "This kind of thing can only be delivered by Lin Yujing?"

"Uh..." Xu Mengxi smiled reluctantly, "It's me... I chose it for a long time... I bought it from abroad..."

Click!

Li Zheng didn't know what to say at all: "Thank you...Thank you Mengxi, this is my favorite gift."

"Um... just like it."

"Then..." Li Zheng then picked up the phone case. "So practical and meticulous gift..."

Lin Yuejing spread his hands: "I bought it temporarily in the morning."

Click!

Li Zheng burst his head.

Completely wrong.

Chilled the pains of Mengxi teacher!

"Mengxi walks, ignore the dregs..." Lin Yujing pulled Xu Mengxi away after contempt.

"This can be guessed wrong!" Qiao Bixia was angry, grabbed the rally device she gave, "Reflect on it, I used the rally device myself."

After the tide rises and falls, everything comes to peace.

Li Zheng only turned his head in anger and stared at Zhang Xiaoke.

"It's all your idea, isn't it?"

"Teacher, teacher, teacher...Father..." Zhang Xiaoke retracted under the desk again, grasping the leg of the desk and defending, "I don't know how it will be...

"Come and check the recent learning achievements." Li Zheng shook his arm. "I personally set a set of rational questions for you."

"Hah!" Zhang Xiaoke got out again and climbed up to his seat with a big smile. "I thought it wasn't this a meat bun and a dog."

"It's not an ordinary essay question, it's an Olympiad-level essay question." Li Zheng narrowed his eyes. "The first class in the afternoon starts, at 6 o'clock in the evening, with a perfect score of 200, and the goal is 20 points. Get out of the division."

"..."

...

This afternoon, the selection of the New Year program of Yinghu Middle School officially started.

In principle, only senior one and senior two participated in the program registration, and finally selected no more than five programs for the New Year's performance.

The selection place is a music classroom, which is evaluated by Liu Xiaodong and other school leaders, and is divided into batches to try to influence the class to a minimum.

Li Zheng and Lin Yuejing went around three o'clock in the afternoon. Li Zheng's guitar sounded Liu Xiaodong, and Lin Yuejing didn't finish the first sentence. The other teachers also made the finals, and the scene resembled "Chinese Good Voice" .

Jiang Qinghua and Zhang Xiaoke both went more than four o'clock, only scored points, and the result had to wait for the "mentor group" to discuss and decide.

When school is over, Li Zheng is packing up his schoolbags to prepare for a happy basketball game, but Tang Zhifei is suddenly nervous and enters the classroom. He pulls Lin Yujing together and joins the core character of the class, Li Zheng, together group.

"The results of the program selection come out..." Tang Zhifei first nodded at Li Zheng and Lin Yuejing, ""Flymetothemoon" is the finale."

"Oh?" Li Zheng frowned slightly, "I want to make my first appearance."

In his understanding, the first performance is the most shocking, and it is more conducive to Kai Wushuang earning vitality.

Tang Zhifei only shook his head and said: "The first one will soon be forgotten, the finale is the most influential. Anyway, President Liu insisted on putting our school's face on both of you."

"Well..." Lin Yuejing was slightly embarrassed. "How many people are there in a city?"

"Don't be nervous, just sing with your eyes closed." Tang Zhifei muttered, "I can't say exactly how many people there are. There are probably less than 20 classes per session. Both junior and senior high schools come."

"That's more than 4,000 people." Li Zheng said, "If you count the junior high school and high school of our school, as well as the teaching staff, there are probably 6,000 people...assuming that the average gender is 3000 girls... very good, 3000 girls should be enough..."

Li Zheng suddenly felt wrong, and quickly changed his mind: "Don't think about it, I am only concerned about the gender ratio of excellent schools, whether it meets the average distribution."

"Who cares about you!" Zhang Xiaoke asked Tang Zhifei anxiously, "What about us? What about us?"

"Um... sorry..." Tang Zhifei sighed, "the places are all allocated to the collective program, it seems that he doesn't really advocate a personal show."

"Fuck!" Zhang Xiaoke bit his lip and scolded. "I've been practicing the video for a long time."

"It's okay, okay." Jiang Qinghua only smiled indifferently, and put Xiao in his backpack. "Life is unsatisfactory, nine out of ten."

"It's really not your problem." Tang Zhifei persuaded Zhang Xiaoke's arm and rubbed her little flesh hand to persuade, "I specifically asked that your single dance is mainly because the gymnasium is very large, it is not easy to see Qing. Qinghua's flute is also very good. The main reason for not choosing you is that the single flute is slightly monotonous. If it is an ensemble, there must be a chance."

Zhang Xiaoke chuckled and said, "So should we both dance one by one?"

"It's not impossible, but it's a bit wrong?" Tang Zhifei patted Zhang Xiaoke's hand. "In short, you will do your best to be a good audience."

"It's okay, I've been working for a long time." Jiang Qinghua smiled an old fairy.

Just when Tang Zhifei had to leave.

There was a whine.

Anyone familiar with this voice knows it.

Li Zheng must have raised his hand.

"Wait..." Li Zheng's eyebrows tightened and his eyes grew deeper.

The deep reason is not because of how to think deeply, but because of looking at the task.

[Wushuang II: After accepting the task, the upper limit of vitality value will be cancelled for all relaxation projects for 10 minutes. Please restore the vitality value for 500 hours within 10 minutes. 】

The task has 10 minutes, and the song performed with Lin Yuejing lasts only 3 minutes.

Be more conservative and assume that there is only [2000 girls] on the scene. Based on past experience, the average vitality recovery rate can be set to [4 (minutes)/girl·minute].

Multiply the two and close the "sister", then the total recovery speed is 8000/min.

After three minutes of performance, a total of 24,000 minutes can be recovered.

That is... 400 hours...

not enough! Not enough at all!

The unparalleled mission cannot be missed.

Whether it is [History Textbook] or [Old Programmer], it is definitely a reward worth fighting for.

In other words, there seems to be a choice...

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

In short, it is not enough, a song "Flymetothemoon" is not enough.

The other 7 minutes must be used and must not be wasted.

As for how to use it, there are two options.

One is that after singing the song, I started playing basketball. Since the scene is a gymnasium, it is reasonable to play basketball.

But this is a bit blunt.

And basketball without confrontation has no soul.

For some inconvenient reasons, in this era, a person dribbling under the crotch in public will become very funny.

Not to mention the girl, it might become the girl's laughing stock, the girl's enemy.

Basketball had to be denied.

Then another option is to lengthen the performance time. If there is not enough one, there are three.

Regarding this, first of all, Lin Yuejing will not accept it.

Secondly, the same two people perform similar tracks repeatedly, such performance will only make people tired.

It's better to play more people, more instruments, in a variety of ways, string some hilarious tracks.

Especially the tracks that enable high school students to get up.

Li Zheng knows nothing about these.

and so--

"Qinghua and Xiaoke can also join our show?" Li Zhengchao asked Tang Zhifei.

"Ah?" Tang Zhifei's eyes widened. "Xiao and...that~ kind of dance...not too good?"

"What's that kind of dance?" Zhang Xiaoke jumped his eyes, "Teacher Tang, make it clear, don't you look down on our second element?"

"Hey...it's the more...lovely kind." Tang Zhifei reluctantly coped.

Jiang Qinghua, who was sitting in the back row, just waved his hand: "Forget it, let's not mess up, you two. Come on."

"It's not chaos, there are many people, and the performance can be better." Li Zheng curated his chin and planned, "Since it is the finale, it must always be higher, so that more girls... to make the atmosphere more warm, We might as well compress the main song and add a skewer at the back. Tsinghua can play flute, play triangle iron, and Xiaoke can also dance or act as a mascot when necessary."

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaoke's eyes lit up and shook Li Zheng's shoulders. "Can you do the second yuan music, Master?"

"Music is mathematics, and there is no dimension." Li Zheng grinned. "As long as I can get more girls... better performance, I can play all string music."

"Wow, is this arrogant?" Zhang Xiaoke asked immediately, "Erhu version of "Pure Land"?"

"No problem." Li Zheng nodded steadily.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaoke asked, "Violin version of "Digital Baby"?"

"easy."

"Saxophone slam dunk master?"

"This is a chirping musical instrument, it is necessary to say it again."

If other people are so arrogant, they might be sprayed.

But no one knew that Li Zheng never spoke verbally.

After such a correct answer, Zhang Xiaoke's expression instantly became serious.

"If what Master said is true..." Zhang Xiaoke was seated in a majestic manner, like Li Zheng, rubbing his chin. "I'm confident that this finale program will be planned to blow up-turn over-full-field!"