"whee!"

Almost half an hour has passed since the basketball game just now. When Huang Zhen thinks of those stupid classmates, she still makes a smile from time to time.

Yan Qian rolled her eyes: "You have been smiling all day."

Her exaggerated statement made Huang Zhen laugh again: "I feel funny when I think of their faces."

"I know," Yan Qian covered her head helplessly, "The person you like is a master, and the kind of shrimp jumped out and died by himself."

"What are you talking nonsense!" Huang Zhen pretended to be slightly red, and while fighting with Yan Qian, he quietly glanced at Lin Jixin standing beside him. Seeing that he had no reaction, he was a little disappointed for no reason.

The three of them were walking on the campus of Yuntai Private Middle School at this time. Huang Zhen was leading the way as a landlord and introduced him from time to time.

Looking at the familiar scenes deep in the memory in front of him, he felt like he was floating...

"Hey!" Huang Zhen's dissatisfied coquettish voice sounded in his ears, "Are you listening to me?"

"Here!" He quickly calmed down, "Isn't this a small library? You said it is the best library in the entire middle school on earth. Even in universities, few can surpass it."

Fortunately, although he was unscrupulous, his super power still let him know what Huang Zhen had said.

Huang Zhen then turned anger into joy, and then said, "Don't be talking nonsense, our principal vowed to build the school into the best middle school in the world!"

After hearing her say to the principal, Lin Jixin seemed to have an old and wise face appeared in front of him. He couldn't help but lose his mind and immediately recovered and smiled and said, "That's not a good thing for you."

"It's all a history of blood and tears," she said to Huang Zhen's heart. She sighed, "I didn't know what class felt like before he came, but after he came, I forgot to skip school."

Of course, children of high-ranking officials like them are not afraid of them, but if you record your skipping classes and name your grades in parent meetings, they will also use large fonts to hang in the most conspicuous place in the school for the first half of the semester, and give them to everyone who enters the school to look at them, so that those parents are quietly pointed at by colleagues, friends, superiors, and subordinates. As long as they are slightly shameless parents, they will never allow their children to die in school. In addition, the principal is a world-renowned scholar, with many students all over the world, and many disciples hold important positions in various places. Even their parents have to respect each other. No matter how much these students who are tortured to death hate them, they can only grit their teeth and bow their heads.

Lin Jixin and Yan Qian both knew the inside story. When Huang Zhen was so pitiful, she couldn't help but laugh together.

The three of them were walking around and chatting until after school. During this period, many students looked at them curiously, of course, mainly looking at him curiously. Huang Zhen and Yan Qian are both celebrities in Yuntai Private Middle School, which attracted the attention of many students. Many people were curious about which class the students appeared worthy of two beauties who rarely look at people directly and add the noble girl to accompany them patiently.

After school, Huang Zhen and Yan Qian were reluctantly picked up by the car at home. Before the order to be suspended, they had to be honest for a while.

Lin Jixin found a place to eat by himself. After finishing the school for a long time, he completed today's task. After school, he was blocked by Ding Jing at the door of the classroom.

"Follow me!" She stared at him expressionlessly. Her powerful aura made several nearby classmates frightened and subconsciously shrank into the corner.

"Where have you gone? For so long?" As soon as there was no one, Ding Jing became smiling like a flower, and her words were unknowingly like a spoiled person. "If you don't look for you, you will forget me, right?"

He quickly confessed: "How could that be? I'm not busy with anything. If you don't come today, I will go to find you."

"Really or not?"

"Of course it's true. I originally planned to buy vegetables to go to your place."

"You know what you know!" Ding Jing smiled proudly and put his arm on his hand. His height has increased a lot now, and with his mature eyes, it is quite a perfect match.

"Let's go, buy vegetables, I want to eat braised pork ribs!"

Cooking and eating, waiting for Ding Jing to go in and wash dishes, Lin Jixin turned on the computer and went online as usual. It has been a few days since the news about "space cracks" on the Internet is still fermenting, and a lot of real or fake news or speculations have appeared, and the whole world is paying attention to this matter.

For the news system, nothing is more valuable than related reports. No wonder Pi Feng, a senior reporter from the EU NT Radio, risked his life to expose the existence of the "new human being".

Just as he was watching it, Ding Jing took a cup of hot Dongting Biluochun and handed it to him: "What are you looking at?"

The fragrance of green tea made him feel energetic. Fortunately, Ding Jing was aware of his preferences, so he picked up Qianqian and took a sip: "Space Door."

"Do you really believe that it is the space gate?" Ding Jing took a sip with the coffee himself.

"Remember the time the army blocked? What appeared in the sky was the same as this." He raised his head and looked at Ding Jing.

The original space crack appeared far away in the sky, and was blocked tightly by the hot air balloon. If it weren't for him, Ding Jing would have been difficult to connect the two.

Ding Jing recalled slowly, "I heard you say that, it's really like the same thing."

He smiled: "The news in Europe is broadcast, but we don't mention the news at all. Do you think this matter is fake?"

Ding Jing cut it off, but felt that it was not a fallacy, so she couldn't help but laugh: "You are just a ghost."

After laughing for a while, Ding Jing said again: "By the way, the skin care products I mentioned to you last time have contacted a domestic cosmetics company, with beautiful postures."

Fearing that he didn't know the beautiful posture, Ding Jing added: "It is a famous domestic cosmetics company, an old brand, and once entered the top 20 in the country. There have been some problems with product updates in the past two years, but there is no shortage of channels and personnel, which is just right for us."

After taking another sip of coffee, Ding Jing continued, "They will send someone over the day after tomorrow. Do you want to meet?"

"No need," he shook his head, "You have any sample anyway, just give it to them to try it out. Don't worry, they can't imitate it."

This is the material from the Al continent, and even if it is analyzed for ten thousand years, it is impossible to imitate it.

"Let's see you, after all, it's something you passed down from your ancestors."

"We have to distinguish so clearly?" He didn't like this little money now, and smiled casually, "If you care about this issue, then it belongs to you now."

Ding Jing's face was a little hot for no reason. She lowered her head and kept drinking coffee, stopping talking.
Chapter completed!