Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

"There's no need to feel down!"

"I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground..."

The singing voice was so passionate that it actually produced a kind of fear and bewilderment like being thrown into a furnace.

Immediately afterwards, it saw the beautiful figures in the dance practice room

???

The crow's entire head was tilted at 90 degrees,

Under the yellowish light, the girls wearing only shorts and short sleeves are practicing in full swing, constantly sweating

Bench press, rope swing, weighted squat...

Here, there are no treadmills and ellipticals for sissies to take selfies with, only the Smiths racks, gloves and countless large and small barbells, which are the favorites of pure men.

exercise!exercise!exercise!

As if hallucinations appeared, countless muscles were beating, roaring, and roaring together with the wild singing.

In the suffocating staring, the strong and shiny bodies collided in one place, sweating passionately.

On the muscles smeared with olive oil, hot sweat turned into steam and curled up, almost forming a suffocating mist, drowning the small, lonely and helpless crow.

It seems that hell is right in front of you, and at the end of the trance-like scene, there is a pretty face with a gentle smile, long off-white hair hanging down one side of the shoulder, the girl raised her hand, and held the handle of the window

Bang!

closed

"Have you always practiced dancing like this before?"

The comprehensive super-popular anchor in the singing area, dancing area and other areas, the Chinese people in pink and white sportswear specialize in white-haired super beautiful girls, and the smile on the corner of Lingyun Shangxian's mouth froze.

"Yeah, the Academy Idol Club is about the same."

With her pink hair tied into a bun, the idol girl Xingyue Ai who was doing planks raised her head in doubt, with a natural look on her face.

"These are warm-up equipment given by the uncles nearby. If you warm up before practicing dance, you won't be prone to muscle strain."

Said with a serious face, Xingyueai handed a small dumbbell to Lin Xuan

"Lingxianjiang, come too!"

"Yes, yes, Lingxianjiang should drink water."

While doing pull-ups, he directly rotated the horizontal bar for two and a half weeks. The golden ponytail drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and finally landed gracefully. He half-kneeled and handed a bottle of water to the white-haired girl.

"Also, if you feel hot, you can take off your coat first. The temperature of the air conditioner in the room is a little high, so you don't have to bear it with Lingxianjiang."

This is not a question of whether you can bear it or not, but a question of whether some of your ideas can be seen or not.

Miss Shi Chen, an idol trainee

My saliva is about to flow down, hey!

Lin Xuan looked at the dumbbell on his left, then at the mineral water on his right, and heaved a long sigh

"Do you want to be idols?"

"Yes, it is!"

Su Ling, who came out of nowhere, suddenly poked her head out from the side, raised her hand and said

"It's the kind of idol who can save the world with singing and performance, just like the legendary idol festival in the fifth volume of "The Real Liao Zhai Ji."

"That's right, let's talk about whether Lingxianjiang can read "The Real Story of Liaozhai"! I heard that it has the magical power to realize dreams!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi Chen did not forget to find common topics.

Elder Sister’s strategy tips - love starts with finding a topic, which is a key step for an interesting soul to convey the past!

Then he was stabbed in the head by Shangxian

"pain!"

"No, Miss Shi Chen, if you only think about using external force to complete it, you will never be able to become an excellent idol!"

"Speaking of which, why did Lingxianjiang suddenly come to be a choreographer?"

Ai Xingyue also asked curiously

It seems that if you don't answer these curious babies' questions first, it will be difficult to start the topic.

At this moment, I suddenly felt the difficulty of being a teacher. I'm sorry, Teacher Xiao Luo, I will definitely listen to you in class in the future.

With such a useless determination, Lin Xuan, who was already prepared for this question, quickly replied after a moment of simple thinking

"My heart knows about your moon on the emotional radio station, right? I drew two lucky viewers before, one is Xiao Chenxi, and the other is the god of pure love."

"I know, I know, I am Xiao Chenxi!"

"Um"

Lingyun Shangxian smiled politely and said

"This time, the pure love God of War entrusted me!"

The world is so big, and there are tens of thousands of netizens, as long as the other party doesn't tell me, whoever I don't say who is the God of Pure Love is who?

Anyway, you don't know, after all, Lingyun Shangxian is so attractive, it's normal for some people to think they are straight, who makes me a super invincible girl now, reasonable, reasonable!

hehe~

"Huh? Is that so?"

Su Ling, who was recording the goal on the side, covered her mouth with a notebook, her eyes were slightly bent, stared at by the eyes with an inexplicable smile, Lin Xuan didn't know why she felt a slight chill behind her back, felt a little guilty, and coughed twice involuntarily

"Ahem, it's all right! Then let me tell you about the training plan. First, sprint on the ramp..."

"Teacher Lingxian! I have a question"

Chrono raised his hand upright

"Say"

Not at all dissatisfied with being interrupted, Lingxianjiang smiled and stretched out her hand.

"To be honest, we came to Yamato to exchange and study this time."

"Um"

Coincidentally, so do I. I really listen to what you say, like listening to what you say.

"And today is Sunday!"

Shi Chen earnestly snapped his fingers and said

"That means...we have class tomorrow!"

Due to the announcement of the topic, in order to ensure that all the students can return home with full results in this cultural exchange activity, from the next working day, we will teach the use of the idol venue system - "magic" at the Kyoto International Cultural Exchange Academy.

Another name is "Field Expansion", "Master Magic's Light Chasing Graphics Card"...

"what!"

Before Lin Xuan could react from his stupefaction, the scene was already occupied by another scream. The sound was so tragic, it was like a salted fish salvaged from a tank that had been exposed to the sun for three days. Like bacon swaying in the bleak autumn wind.

Xingyue Ai rubbed her lovely face with dull eyes

"My magic system is not finished yet!!!"

……

｜дo?)!!

Chapter 650 Resonance

There was an anxious atmosphere in the quiet room.

During the long wait, Wutiao Wanshou sat in his seat, pinching the mobile phone in his hand irritably, and couldn't help but want to call several times to urge him.

But finally endured.

Efforts to restrain the ugly face, calm down, but the sweat still continued to seep from the forehead.

Agitated.

Resist the urge to get angry and force yourself to wait.

Until the sound of low footsteps came from outside the door, the young samurai pushed the door open and entered. Gojogo knelt down respectfully on the tatami and bowed his head to greet Gojo Wansang:

"I've been waiting for a long time, my uncle."

"What the hell are you doing..."

Wutiao Wantang subconsciously wanted to get angry, but in the end he took a deep breath and asked anxiously: "What should I do, that person, that Ling Yuer, is not like what you said at all!

What the hell is going on here?Now someone has asked me to sell the equity and position of Coffin Hill Group!That's not what I said at the beginning! "

"It's just a bunch of grasses trying to get down on the ground. To my uncle, these are just dust falling from the beams. Don't worry about it. Just calm down and wait for the limelight to pass."

"But what about the Skyfallen with the surname Shi!"

five tangled questions

"I personally ordered someone to coerce her. Is it possible to let this matter go? No, I have to avoid the limelight. Go to the Western Continent, or the Russian Federation. Hurry, you must be related! Hurry up! One point, arrange it immediately, and I can help you there..."

"It's not so bad yet, 'uncle', even if the emperor is stupid, he won't let the subordinates kill each other, the white king only cares about the fallen from the sky..."

Gojogo raised his voice and interrupted his words.

The drooping eyes finally lifted.

A ray of sharp light shot out from the slender eyes, like a sharp knife, which made the tensed expression stiffen.

"Rest assured, uncle, you are harmless."

He still said respectfully: "They won't do anything to you, and neither will Shichen. If you want to say, people like you are really useless.

If something happens, just surrender if it’s a big deal, resign from your current position, and use the money you have earned over the years to find a small place to retire. No one will think you will be a threat. "

"..."

In the silence, Wutiao Wantang's expression twitched.The hands that fell on the knees pinched the custom-made suit into ugly wrinkles.

His face was ashen.

"Goro! Wujo Kenshin! I am your biological father!" He scolded angrily, "Don't you understand kindness at all!"

"My name is Gojogo, Uncle. My father is Gojo Shoji—since you gave me away for power eight years ago."

Wujohu was still calm, without any fluctuations in his tone, he just told him in a straightforward manner: "Since you have obtained the position, please don't be attached to the things you sold.

Now, why do you say such ridiculous things as grace?Is it not you who let me serve my adoptive father like a real father? "

"..."

Wu Tiao Wan Tang gritted his teeth, and the veins popped out of his forehead, but when he stared at his own son, he didn't have the strength to get angry anymore.

Almost begging, he asked softly:

"...Why, why are you so ruthless, guardian?"

"Then, what a nuisance, I'll leave now, uncle."

Wujohu got up slowly and bowed to say goodbye.

Just before he left, he looked back at him one last time and told him, "Don't worry, as long as you stay here obediently, you will be fine. Just treat it as the last kindness of your former son to you."

The paper door was pulled.

The muffled footsteps faded away.

In the dead still room, Wutiao Wanshang sat paralyzed on the spot, stayed in the spot, and had no strength to get up.

Face as grey.

Until the footsteps outside the door rang again.

He froze for a moment, got up in surprise, opened the door and rushed over: "I knew you would come back, Goro, you won't let go of your own life..."

Outside the door, the female attendant who was grabbed by his wrist froze in place, looking at him dully.

"Mr. Wanzhang, sir... Master Wutiao ordered me to clean the corridor... Sorry, I, I'm leaving now, for disturbing you..."