"Well, are you the student president?" Nangong Ying walked to the seat in front of Lihua Zu and sat down to ask the girl who was packing her books.

"Huh?" Li Huazu tilted his head cutely. Nangong Ying, who had watched the anime, knew that this was the way this unspeakable girl expressed her questions, but he was still cute. He shook his head and continued to express his purpose: "I want to invite you to dinner and talk about some things by the way. It's Mapo tofu!" Nangong Ying raised his tone in the end.

"Crash!" The girl stood up suddenly, then quickly walked to the door of the classroom. She seemed to feel that Nangong Ying had not followed her. She suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Although his tone was still so light, Nangong Ying swore that he heard a hint of anxiety and hurriedly got up and followed the girl.

Nangong Ying looked at the spoon in front of her and didn't say anything. He bit a spoon of the legendary Mapo tofu in the spoon. In Nangong Ying's opinion, this plate of tofu seemed to be no different from what his mother, who was good at Sichuan cuisine, and his sensitive sense of smell that had been scolded by her mother as a "dog nose" did not smell any spicy.

After looking at Li Hua Zu, who was eating wildly, he really didn't understand why this plate of tofu made people on the entire front afraid of it. He shook his head and put the spoonful of tofu into the rice in front of him. He was not from District 11 and did not have the ability to fill his stomach with a little food, so he ordered a portion of rice.

To be honest, Nangong Ying was still a little scared before eating it. After all, this thing was so amazing, but after eating that bite of tofu... it was a bit spicy, which was the first impression; it tasted good, which was the second impression; so the light taste of the 11th District was weak, which was the third impression.

Since she was not threatened with spicy food, and the Mapo tofu was indeed well made, Nangong Ying started eating it without hesitation. As for talking about things, she had to wait until her stomach was full, right?

"It seems that the front line has been formed, but I don't know if Yin Wu has come." While eating, Nangong Ying felt that there were always a few gazes with the meaning of "shaming". As soon as he looked up, he saw the familiar brown and yellow school uniform and white sailor uniform, and even the familiar figure of Gao Song, a muscular man with glasses.

Now Nangong Ying is too lazy to care about these naughty kids. They won’t do anything here anyway. Looking back at Li Huazhao, who had already eaten his tofu, he asked, “Student President, what’s your name?”

The girl wiped her mouth and said lightly: "Lihua Zu."

"A good name, like music, can I ask you to play it?"

"Yes." Nangong Ying gave herself a thumbs up in her heart. This girl was indeed stupid enough.

"So, I want to join the student union, I wonder if there are any special requirements?"

"No," the white-haired girl shook her head: "As long as you pass the exam, you can join the student union."

"So that's the case. Can you take me to take the exam? I'm not very familiar with this school. My name is Nangong Ying, you can call me Nangong." Nangong Ying put on a sunny and handsome expression.

"Yeah, let's go." The girl decisively ignored it.

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Twenty minutes later, Nangong Yingshen left a classroom with a refreshing sound, followed by a dejected sound.

"Twenty minutes, except for Japanese history, it is 90 points." If you are close, you can still hear the very unreasonable thoughts of the mouthless girl.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you want to be so depressed?" The Japanese test paper is not difficult for Nangong Ying. It is basically the same as the test paper for a junior high school student in the Celestial Dynasty. He could get a good score if he didn't even have time to think. However, his score hit President Meng, and he was also a little amused and crying at the moment.

"The student union positions in this school are ranked by scores. Nangong, you have such good grades. I will lose the next student presidential election." What Zuo said sounded a bit pitiful.

"Then wouldn't you just hand over the student president to me?" Nangong Ying asked.

"No, I can do it...this is all I can do." The girl shook her head lonely.

Nangong Ying was silent. The kindness of this lonely girl made him completely silent. For Nangong Ying, who wanted to use her some time ago, this was undoubtedly a punch in his heart.

"No, I have to study hard, the position of the student president is mine." Just when Nangong Ying was still self-examination, the depression girl Lihua Zu suddenly became ignited for no reason, and then she stepped on her little feet and didn't know where she ran.

Regarding this situation, Nangong Ying just wanted to say that those who can come to this world are indeed not normal people. Unexpectedly, the cute girl will also have passionate attributes.

But he didn't have time to take care of Lihua's report. Anyway, she was the only one who bullies others in this world, so there was no need for Nangong Ying to worry about it. He had more important things to do.

According to the setting of Mazhi Da Demon King, in this after-death world, as long as you can understand the entire composition of a thing, even if you use soil blocks, you can copy it perfectly. For this point, Nangong Ying actually wanted to trick the AngelPlayer of the game, but now the game has not used this system in front of him, so Nangong Ying can't say it yet. Although the game is stupid, it is absolutely not stupid. It's okay to say a Mapo tofu. After all, it is such a terrifying thing for Japanese students. As the student president, it is normal for Zu to eat this kind of thing as a campus legend. But if Nangong Ying even knows software like AP, it will be difficult to explain. He can only wait for Zu to use this system in front of him before asking for it. He believes that Yu Zu's personality will not refuse, but before that, he must first understand the operating principle of this system, otherwise it will be difficult to compile skills at that time, right?

In order to prevent being seen by ordinary NPC students and Yuli's group of naughty kids, Nangong Ying came directly to the rooftop. He was not worried about the materials. Since all the soil can be used, there is no reason why the air cannot be used.

"Then, trans-on!" Nangong Ying learned from the coyote and said silently, then closed his eyes and began to imagine with all his strength. Soon, a data stream appeared in his right hand that was spread out. As the data stream disappeared, a black knight's one-handed sword appeared.

"I didn't expect it to be copied, but this Alondet is probably of great quality." Nangong Ying said to himself, then chopped the sword in his hand towards the guardrail of the rooftop. As he expected, the whole sword was broken like ice cubes, and there was no mark on the guardrail.

Nangong Ying was prepared for this situation and didn't say much at the moment. She just closed her eyes and continued to imagine.
Chapter completed!