Fog Era

Early in the morning, when the sun was shining brightly, Ling Xing saw open the window as usual. Outside the window, there is the clear and dry air as always in the early morning, the bright and refreshing sunshine as usual, and the sound of familiar recitations.

"Noisy and miscellaneous bullets, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. In the middle of Yingyu, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to get under the flowing ice of the pharyngeal spring."

Look out from the window, There are still so many people, the ghostly guy is still there and feels good about himself, and the big, eye-catching guy is still so eye-catching. Hehe, this group of people are reciting aloud when they are mixed together. In fact, Ling Xingjian is very sure that they must be looking at me.

Looking at me.

Still looking at me.

Why keep looking at me.

Oh, my charm really makes me feel distressed. They all say femme fatale, can it be said that I am born to harm the common people? They all say that confidantes are fateful, can it be said that I was born to have a bad life?

Aiya, what a melancholy, melancholy.

Ling Xing saw that he slapped his hair in melancholy, and instinctively showed his perfect side-wait a moment, what is the perfect side? Which side of me is not perfect?

I, Goddess of the whole school who will succeed the deputy station master of the school radio station, three hundred and sixty degrees are perfect!

Well, thinking about it this way makes me even more melancholy.

By the way, these guys on the other side ran out of my window every day to show off their literary talent. What are they talking about? Listen carefully, um, from the professional point of view of a deputy stationmaster, in terms of sound quality, the big man's voice is the best.

"I feel that I have stood there for a long time, but I am sitting on the strings and turning sharply. The sadness is not like a forward sound. The seat is full of tears and weeping. Who can cry most in the seat, Jiang Prefecture Sima azure clothes Wet."

Yeah, thick, powerful, with unique chest echoes, breath control is good, and emotions are fairly full. It's a good material for an announcer.

I, Ming, Bai, now.

He must be planning to enter the school radio station to get close to me!

Hehe, don’t deny it, you’re as smart as I am. It’s so~~obvious for you to think so carefully-eh? Where did this go?

I saw Shi Tiexin memorizing the text, laughing at the opposite window, and then turning his head to see Fang Qingjue coming by.

Fang Qingjue dressed neatly, holding a small bag of exquisite snacks in his hand.

"Eat?"

"Of course."

The two ate cakes, discussed martial arts and learning, and walked side by side to the playground. Cultivation martial arts, of course, is better in the energetic morning. For beginners, practicing martial arts in the middle of the night tends to destroy themselves. So Shi Tiexin adjusted the time and changed the period of cultivation and pointing to early in the morning.

Both of them have the character to do what they want, and they don't care about the opinions of others, so they openly walked together. Both of them are very serious and serious when discussing problems, asking questions and solving doubts, but they seem to have something to say to others.

The people next to him are dumbfounded.

Ling Xingjian also stared at him like a fox with pricked ears.

"When did the two of them get so close?" Ling Xing saw suspiciously following the two of them: "This surname is Fang, it's cold like liquid nitrogen, what's wrong now? Is the ice melting? Spring is here? Animals are about to enter the mating season?"

Ling Xing looked at the two suspiciously, full of gossip thoughts that ordinary high school girls would have inevitable. The key question is-you usually rob me of the limelight in the class, and still run over to dig my corner? This is unbearable.

After thinking about it a few times, Ling Xing decided to get in touch with the big guy another day, so he could take a look at it. It’s best to find out a big news.

Ling Xing saw that his mind was overwhelmed.

Shi Tiexin feels that the years are quiet.

Everything is smooth and quiet, the progress is orderly, and the speed is fast.

If you can follow the lesson in class, follow the lesson. If you can’t follow the lesson or don’t want to follow it, you can practice by yourself. In the morning and in the evening, they were cultivating with Fang Qingjue for a while, and the wind-sweeping leg progressed very quickly, constantly pushing toward the limit. Self-study at night until 12 o'clock, sleep time extended to 4 o'clock, then get up and go to the playground to continue transforming body refinement.

After five o'clock, Fang Qingjue will come over to make peace.

At this time, Shi Tiexin will take her to the classroom of Class 28 for self-study. The empty classrooms, the lights of the white thorns, gave birth to a good scene of campus weird talks, but neither of them cared about them, but seriously discussed the study.

Shi Tiexin deeply feels that Fang Qingjue is really that kind of innate talent superman.

Her cultivation of wind-sweeping legs is very fast, and it didn't take long to get started. Moreover, her knowledge is very solid, and discussions with her are of great benefit to Shi Tiexin's subjects.

In just a few days, following basic mathematics, physics, biology, and chemistry have all reached the limit of Second Layer.

Shi Tiexin has no plan to save golden light, every subject at 20 o'clock, three subjects are all stacked to the Second Layer perfect.

[Strength], [Gengu], [Qimai], all three attributes have become +3.

These three attributes do not have much effect in daily life, and the formidable power can only be revealed when the heart technique is used. Shi Tiexin found a bicycle and tried it, and found that these three attributes are actually very useful. He has no burden on basic driving skills, and there is no problem with normal use.

Of course, the consumption of Godsend golden light is also huge.

The one hundred and thirty o'clock saved in the sports meeting, only fifty o'clock left in the blink of an eye. There are still two subjects, if both are done, there will not be much left in these fifty points.

even more how, it's not that the breakthrough is done to the Third Layer. Wanting to return to Elite Class in the final exam, Shi Tiexin analyzed a wave of reason, and felt that the entire Six Sect Third Layer was perfect.

when the time comes is another huge golden light overhead.

It’s no wonder that even Puppies think that the perfection of Six Sect and the fourth layer is difficult to achieve.

But Shi Tiexin is very stable, not panicking at all.

"Iron Heart." At the Second Layer of the cafeteria, Director Xin of the Sports Department sat over with a plate. He first looked at Shi Tiexin, who was drinking by Hu Chihaihai, and then at Shi Tiexin's increasingly strong and full body, and said enthusiastically: "This weekend, we are going to the Provincial Youth Games. I want to go to the Youth Games. Test your results before to see your status."

"No problem." Shi Tiexin knows that this is the time to give Director Xin a reassurance, and it is also the time to fight for treatment for himself. .

These days I only use ordinary equipment to train, but the effect is not the best. After the Youth Games this time, the expensive personal training equipment that the school promised should be in place.

"Okay, okay, right, do you have any more requirements?"

"Yes. I want to submit more projects."

"This... ten projects are already a lot. If there are more, not to mention the shocking issues, the competition system will conflict with each other, and there is really no way to add more projects."