"I've long seen that Song Lin is not an ordinary person, so what? If this is called Buming, it's already awesome!"

"What I look down on the most is this kind of ability that is not exposed, but hides it, and pretends to be arrogant!"

"Judicine is very useful. Can he dunk? Can he play the fallen leaves? He..."

Due to Song Lin's outstanding performance in the jurisprudence class, his image in the class was reversed suddenly. The students' words about him had already made a 180-degree turn. Although most of them were sour, they were already a bit positive no matter what.

In the past, Song Lin was actually an unknown person in the class, and his classmates were just familiar with him. Generally speaking, those who were unknown in the class were mediocre, so Song Lin was labeled as "mediocre". Although Song Lin's incident at Liu Erwa's hot pot restaurant the day before was very popular, not many people met him and the incident. Even if he met, he would basically add the label of "provoking trouble for trouble", which was not a positive person in the end. Now he made a big splash and immediately torn off his previous label and put it on new labels such as "learning well" and "love to show off".

The secretary and Paopuo were showing off to Zhang Yanqiong: "Are you convinced? Our Linlin deserves your Zijin?"

"This is impossible..." Zhang Yan had not yet recovered from the shock at this time. Her learning can only be considered middle and upper reaches. However, when she was playing with Luo Zijin for a long time, can she not know how strong learning ability Song Lin needs to answer these two questions? At least Zhang Yan couldn't do it. Based on her understanding of Luo Zijin, the first question Luo Zijin could answer, but the second question was impossible for Luo Zijin to answer. Because that was something they had not learned yet!

At this moment, Song Lin, a striking figure, is now busy dealing with Luo Zijin's doubts.

Luo Zijin's doubts came very strongly. She had turned the notes to the page of "It is hard for a clean official to make a decision" and spread them in front of Song Lin. Then a pair of pink and crystal-clear little hands held their pointed chin, and her two big eyes stared at Song Lin without blinking.

Song Lin said without blushing, "I didn't expect that we were borrowing the same note?"

It is normal for college students to borrow senior seniors’ notes to copy references, and the notes of particularly outstanding seniors’ seniors’ seniors’ will be lent to many people. So by chance, it is possible.

"What about the second question?" Luo Zijin did not find anything wrong with her like this, nor did she find that she was too concerned about Song Lin as a friend. Luo Zijin was just not convinced. You must know that she has always been in the name of a genius and is very hard-working in her studies. She dared not miss a little bit of the professor's explanation in class. For her, she believed that her grades came from hard work. But now, Song Lin, the guy who slept in class, actually answered questions that Luo Zijin could not answer. How could Luo Zijin feel balanced?

"Will I tell you that I will dance every morning when I smell the chicken? Will I tell you that I will hang my head and thorn every night?" Song Lin raised his chin and faced the warm sunshine at a melancholy forty-five degrees. He did thorn the chicken, but just practiced his martial arts rather than reading. As for thorning his head and thorned his head, it was pure nonsense.

Luo Zijin looked at Song Lin in disbelief. Luo Zijin naturally knew the allusion of "Smelling the chicken and dancing with the head hanging from the beam and stinging the thighs. Luo Zijin felt that he was working hard enough. He would go to the study room every morning to study, and most of the time he spent in the evening was self-study. Unexpectedly, Song Lin, who looked careless, could actually do "Smelling the chicken and dancing with the head hanging from the beam and stinging the thighs!

Luo Zijin always thought that the squid dance and the squid thighs on the head were just legends, but she didn't expect to see the real version. Song Lin just fooled her casually, and this pure child actually believed it. If it weren't for the squid dance and the squid thighs on the head, how could Song Lin have answered such a difficult question in class?

"It seems that I haven't worked hard enough." Luo Zijin sighed, and suddenly looked at Song Lin seriously: "Will I study with you from now on? Let's dance together with the chicken and hang my head and thorn the thighs. I think I will definitely be as outstanding as you."

"This...isn't it..." Song Lin chuckled and scratched his head. Would he not reveal his feelings with Luo Zijin?

"What's wrong with it?" Luo Zijin was stunned. She hadn't reacted yet. She was just learning together. What's wrong with it?

"The first thing I do is to hang my beam and thorn my thighs and then I will dance with the chicken. Isn't this equivalent to spending the night together?" Someone next to me said enviously and jealously. The voice was neither big nor small, just now, Luo Zijin nor Song Lin could hear it clearly.

Song Lin really wanted to hold his hand and shake it hard. He said so quickly, brother!

Luo Zijin's pretty face turned red immediately, and she didn't dare to look up to see who said it, and would not continue the topic. Instead, she changed the topic and said to Song Lin seriously: "You work so hard, you must be like me to finish all subjects in the academic year. Then let's work hard together, I will follow you!"

"Yeah, come on together!" Song Lin's feeling was really weird. He never thought that one day he would become a monster that would make geniuses chase after, but this feeling seemed not bad.

The day passed like this. At night, Song Lin and the other three brothers walked on the double-pin and made an appointment to go to the Internet cafe all night together.

When passing by Liu Erwa's hot pot restaurant, Song Lin took a special look inside, and saw that the waiters were all idle. Some were lying on the table and staring at the door blankly, some were grabbing melon seeds, some were setting up gantry formations, and some were hitting flies, and even the kitchen came out.

In the past, the Liu Erwa hot pot restaurant would be lively until 11 or 2 o'clock. Song Lin glanced at the secretary and he still remembered that the secretary told him in the morning that he had thought of a way to rectify the Liu Erwa hot pot restaurant, and at night he guaranteed that there was no one in Liu Erwa hot pot restaurant. At that time, Song Lin thought the secretary was bragging, but he didn't expect that he really didn't even have a customer now.

Seeing Song Lin look over, the secretary smiled and said, "How is it? Brother, do what you say?"

"How did it do it?" Song Lin asked curiously.

"It's very simple. One is that the three people are the word of gold, and the other is that the word of mouth is passed down through ten or ten to hundreds of words." Nine Astronomy, are they also related to their relationship network? After I spread it, they will also spread it to each other. I spread one hundred people, and these hundred people can spread it out 10,000 people. Our school has only more than 40,000 people, plus more than 20,000 people from the Chongqing Foreign Academy next to it, which is enough to spread it one day. What's more I spread is the real thing, and there are still many witnesses who can testify and cooperate with the publicity. Of course, the effect of this word of gold is better. Now everyone knows that Liu Erwa's hot pot restaurant uses gutter oil as the bottom of the pot. Who else would eat it?"

"High! It's really high!" Song Lin and Paopu gave a thumbs up together: "You are not a nine-astronomy, nine-astronomy, that Internet cafe is super large and the computer configuration is good..."

"Just come here! What are you afraid of?" Song Lin patted the battle at the door of Jiu Astronomy Bar, Jiu Astronomy Bar, Jiu Astronomy Bar.

When their figures disappeared into the Internet cafe, a guy with long hair dyed blue on the forehead of the deer-headed rat appeared again with his eyes.

He looked up at the Internet cafe's signboard. Lan Mao chewed the betel nut in his mouth vigorously, turned around and walked to a secluded place to take out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey? Brother Gang, that kid went into the Hongyan Internet Cafe... Well, okay, I understand. Don't worry, with my Blue Skin Rat following him, can he still run away?"

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Thanks to the reward of the Story of the Starry Sky (100x4), I have been walking with my brothers who have always been with me from "The Most Reincarnation" and have always been with me. (╯3╰)!

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Chapter completed!