Global Star Master Era

Chapter 25
On the campus trail.

The two walked leisurely.

"Xiao Linzi, I heard that you had a fight with someone during class? You almost got into a fight?"

Zuo Qiuxue asked suddenly.

Lin Xuan was stunned when he heard the words, and asked strangely: "How do you know?"

The two are not in the same class.

How long did it take to be known? Isn't this speed too fast?
Zuo Qiuxue didn't hide anything, and replied directly: "It was someone in your class who sent me a message."

"I'll go! As expected of the number one scholar, you managed to manage an intelligence network so quickly, and even have people who report information to you, it's amazing!"

Lin Xuan was really surprised. He has seen the speed of the people in this world to tie up with the Star Lord.

"You know how awesome it is?"

Zuo Qiuxue replied with a smile, and didn't make any tweaks on this matter.

These days, she has never made a high-profile statement, but since she awakened to a 35-kilometer innate diameter planet, she has been surrounded by countless classmates to flatter her.

Even some teachers also showed their affection to her, which can be said to be the bright moon of the whole school.

Although she didn't have any pride because of this, and she still treated people and things the same as before, but the actual situation was indeed like this.

"How can I not know, I am starting to worry now, the two of us go to and from school together, will I be caught in a sack and beaten by jealous people when I go out at night."

Lin Xuan put on a worried tone, but actually had a playful smile on his face.

Not to mention that his tinder civilization is on the right track, even if he really becomes a waste star master, he will not be humble just because he wants to curry favor with others.

It's a big deal to find a class.

Is it really impossible to live without someone?
As long as people set the standard of life a little lower, it is not difficult to live a chic life.

The difficulty is that the heart is higher than the sky, but the reality is that the life is thinner than the paper.

"mock up."

Seeing Lin Xuan's playful smile, Zuo Qiuxue immediately got angry, but she didn't get angry at all. Instead, she enjoyed the atmosphere very much, and then threw the book in her arms to Lin Xuan for help in loading it.

"How is it, do you need help?"

She threw the book out and asked, with her current energy, it is still very easy to make a pockmarked face, as long as she says a word, the other party has to obediently admit her mistake.

Planets can transform into spiritual energy, and she is destined to be one of the top star masters in the future. As long as she develops smoothly, she will definitely be a big boss in the future.

A star master with an intermediate civilization is just a little brother in front of her.

Lin Xuan naturally understood this point, but he took care of such a trivial matter casually, so where does he need help?
He casually took the book and threw it into the backpack, and he replied indifferently: "No, how can you bother Mr. Zhuangyuan with some trivial matters, Xiao Linzi can handle it by himself."

"That's fine."

Zuo Qiuxue didn't force it, but added at the end: "If you really need help, you can tell me. Since you're messing with me, the champion will naturally cover you."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Champion!"

Lin Xuan thanked Zuo Qiuxue with his hands clasped in a dignified manner, and made Zuo Qiuxue laugh again.

"You guys are getting more and more interesting. You used to be like a log."

"I've always been like this, it's just that you didn't discover it before."

"is it?"

"That's right!"

"That's right, I think you owe a fight!"

"Oh, is it really a fight?"

"if not?"

"Fuck! Come back!"

"Sister, stop!
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The two started chasing and fighting as they talked, as if they were back in kindergarten.

That's how they fought back then.

The return journey is still by bus.

However, after Lin Xuan sent Zuo Qiuxue home, he came to the HSBC waste recycling station alone.

Originally, he got tens of thousands from the media, and today he got another 20 scholarship from the school, and now he has almost [-] in his pocket.

Calculated on the basis of one kilogram of scrap metal for one federation currency, this is almost 20 kilograms, or two hundred tons of metal.

Two hundred tons is not a lot.

However, based on the calculation that one fire life requires about ten tons, twenty new fire lives can be created here. If the size is smaller, it can be doubled.

These, together with what has been done before, can form a battle sequence team.

"After being busy for so long, it's finally the harvest season!"

Lin Xuan was standing at the gate of the toll booth. At this moment, he had the urge to cry like a farmer.

croak! ! !

But this impulse didn't last long, a truck full of scraps drove over, and because Lin Xuan blocked his way to turn, he started honking his horn crazily.

The truck's loudspeaker is like an enlarged version of a frog's cry. It can definitely scare people when it comes on suddenly, or it's the kind of cold sweat on the forehead.

"Shouzi wants to die? Stand in the way?!"

The driver was a middle-aged man with a big face, sticking his head out of the car window and yelling.

"My Nima!"

Lin Xuan saw himself standing on the side of the road, but being greeted by the other party, and immediately became angry.

But the other party didn't give him a chance. Seeing that he was tall and strong and not easy to bully, he abducted to the other side and drove into the toll booth, without giving him a chance to get mad.

"What the hell..."

Lin Xuan clenched his fists and smiled wryly. Does this count as a bad start?
Before I entered, I was dismounted by a driver.

Will it go well next time?
Lin Xuan scratched his head, but the metal was right in front of him, so naturally there was no shrinking back. He came here to do business with the other party, not to ask for alms.

straighten your mind,
He walked in with his head held high.

There was an old man guarding the gate of the recycling station. When he saw a young man approaching, he opened the window of the security booth and shouted, "Boy, there are a lot of cars here. Don't come here if you have nothing to do."

"Master, I'm not here to play."

Lin Xuan explained and stepped forward, explaining his purpose: "I'm here to talk to the person in charge of your recycling station to discuss a deal."

"A deal?"

The gatekeeper was obviously stunned when he heard this, and looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

He looks quite tall and looks like an adult.

But with a slightly childish face and a fluffy beard that hasn't been completely removed, he doesn't look like an adult, let alone an adult who comes to negotiate business.

It's like a playful student.

The gatekeeper is already several dozen years old, and he has seen countless things. Naturally, his eyesight is very sharp, and he can basically pick out Lin Xuan's information at a glance.

"You child, you don't study hard at such a young age, and you still learn how adults talk about business. Aren't you panicking when you're full? Go home quickly, it's not safe to drive here."

The janitor looked at Lin Xuan for a while, then waved his hand and started to chase people away.

"Master, I really didn't come to play..."

Lin Xuan was left speechless.

This age is too young, it's really hard to talk to people when going out.

This was the case when he deliberately went home to change his school uniform and put on an old-fashioned dress.

Come in school uniform.

Don't you have to be called a brat?

But he had to get the metal.

Even if the image is not in place, it is in place.

"You baby..."

Seeing Lin Xuan refusing to leave, the gatekeeper suddenly lost his temper.

He, the old man Qin, has been guarding the door for more than ten years, and no one has dared to talk to him!

They were all told that there was danger here so don't play here, but they still didn't listen to the persuasion.

Don't you owe a draw?

But before he could pull down his seven wolves, a black car drove up to the door, and a man in a suit with a slicked-back hair lowered the window and looked over.

(End of this chapter)