I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 15 Jimo
The principal pulled out a nearly four-foot-long black box from under the desk.

The body of the box is black and translucent, Fang Qingran took a closer look and knew that the price was expensive.

As expected of the headmaster, he is extravagant when he makes a move!

"Open it up, I think you'll like it."

The headmaster's eyes showed a bit of complexity, and the memories deep in his thoughts were involuntarily drawn out by this dusty black box.

His eyes blinked a lot faster.

But not a single tear fell.

Perhaps it was because there was another student in front of him.

Opening the black box, what came into Fang Qingran's field of vision was an ink green sword over three feet long.

The luster of the sword body is charming and dazzling. Anyone who sees it will have to praise it: "Good sword!"

What surprised him even more was that the sword was like a tree branch and soap, surrounded by a circle of mysterious broken runes.

It is a good baby that can trigger the power of touch!
"Am I going to have a real, physical weapon?!"

Fang Qingran sucked in a breath of cold air, his mind was racing with emotions.

This wave, this wave he is going to fly!

"The name of this sword is [Jimo], and the former owner was a certain genius who was born in Ningcheng."

The headmaster stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sword case.

How he wished that what he touched was not the sword box, but a former friend.

"He, like you, is a swordsman who is good at wielding two swords.

However, the other sword was lost during the college entrance examination that year, and no one knows where it was lost.

Over the years, I have also tried to search in the area of ​​the college entrance examination examination room, but to no avail. "

"College entrance exam?"

Hearing this, Fang Qingran already realized something.

"Could it be that……?"

"That's right, he died in the college entrance examination that year.

very young. "

The principal nodded.

"...If I put this curse on me, I will die in the college entrance examination?"

Fang Qingran was silent, his box was not closed, it was not closed.

Seeing through the reason for the boy's silence, the principal coughed twice:
"Xiao Fang, this kind of thing has to be viewed dialectically, you can't just see its bad side, you have to see its good side.

Think about it, as the saying goes, the sword is in the person, and when you carry it, do you have the feeling of having a dialogue with history, crossing time and space, and intersecting with the dead?
What a romantic experience it was!

Moreover, if the wish of the owner of this sword is fulfilled, it will be praised by Ning Cheng, which is indeed a good story. "

The footsteps were silent, and taking advantage of Fang Qingran's inattention, the headmaster went around behind him, stroking the tip of the war-damaged branch with his fingertips:

"Even from a practical point of view, this sword is compared to your branch..."

"Wait a minute."

Fang Qingran interrupted the principal's words apologetically.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Let him feel it first, and then determine which of the two is more practical.

Of course, as long as you are not blind, you must be able to see how a mere tree branch can compete with a real sword...

Smiling and stretching out her sinful palm, Fang Qingran was extremely happy.

Change the shotgun to the cannon, just today!
The broken characters were assembled in an instant, and the next second, his smile froze on his face.

[Successfully obtain the weapon, attribute internal energy +1]

[Broken sword that takes pains to chop a piece of cake]

[Quality: Gray]

[Basic bonus: Appearance +1]

【Special effect】

[Resonance: When another sword appears within ten miles of the Jimo Sword, the two swords will have a resonance effect.

The closer the distance, the stronger the resonance. 】

[Remarks: Do you want my treasure?I can give you everything you want, go find it!I have placed all my treasures in the mystery of the resonance of the two swords! 】

"How is it possible? With such a handsome sword, how can it be difficult to chop a piece of cake?"

Fang Qingran couldn't accept it.

But he is very clear that the power of touch will never misjudge!

To be more precise, it is an item, how much it is worth, and when he can be affected by the power of touch, it is no longer up to the item itself to decide.

Because of this, the twigs can provide power and bring special effects of the two-sword style; the Void Spirit Pill transforms into a small awakening pill, which allows him to make a lot of money.

"The reason for taking the college entrance examination...seems to be one more."

Fang Qingran closed the sword case, stood up and thanked the principal.

It doesn't matter if it's a sword or not, and whether it's wealth or treasure is not the main issue. It's just that I want to have a dialogue and exchange across time and space with that genius in the past.

So romantic and spicy!

"Principal, don't worry, I will keep it well."

Every word Fang Qingran uttered was not mixed with half-hearted hypocrisy.

"Good boy!"

Tears welled up in the headmaster's eyes.

Old friend, you were transported out of the examination room on a stretcher, and when you were dying, you entrusted me to find a good new owner for the sword. I have completed it. Presumably your spirit in heaven can also rest in peace.

Watching Fang Qingran's back leave the office, he returned to the desk and took out a document from the drawer.

This is what Sister Lu left for him after beating him up.

Inside, there are instructions from Tianshu City, which are related to Fang Qingran's child.

He admitted that after reading that document, he added a little selfishness compared to the original intention to change the little guy's weapon to a better one.

For this selfishness, he dialed the dean's phone number:
"Starting tomorrow, the weekly quota resource allocation budget of the elite class will be increased by [-] per person per person.

In addition...to Zhou Yuanwu and Su Yingxin, they each had an extra [-] resource quota, and Fang Qingran an extra [-] resource quota.

Money...money doesn't use the school's funds, you wait for me to go home when the time comes, and I will take out the private money that has been hidden for so many years. "

After hanging up the phone, he looked down at his watch, his eyes looking into the distance.

"Sister Lu said that she plans to get in touch with Fang Qingran today, but she doesn't know how to do it?

You can't be pretending to be a primary school student, please help the little brother who is in high school, right?
puff……"

Halfway through the laugh, the headmaster touched his nose in a concealed manner, forcing himself to restrain his smile.

Sister Lu is particularly concerned about the issue of height. If Sister Lu knows the reason why he just laughed, I am afraid that he will hire a dean and vice-principal to take the post of principal for a few days.

And the students will also find that their respected principal has gained a little weight.

This is absolutely not acceptable, it will affect the principal's glorious and positive image!
……

On the other side, Fang Qingran, who had just stepped out of the campus gate and not far away, vaguely realized something.

Since his father started a new life that could not be found in prison a few years ago, he has had one more pleasure in his daily life - distinguishing plainclothes among the crowd.

This allowed his perception and intuition to be greatly improved during the long-term exercise.

He was almost sure of one thing.

He was followed.

And the stalker was not any plainclothes he was familiar with in the past.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to look for the plainclothes person left in the crowd.

However, until they crossed the artificial pontoon bridge and were about to step into the village in the city, they did not observe the existence of any plain clothes around them.

Unprecedented experience.

It was so strange that even he couldn't believe it, and he quietly recognized it several times.

In the bridge hole below the pontoon bridge, a little girl with twin ponytails dressed in night clothes was biting the cap of her pen, writing in a booklet in her hand.

【Fang Qingran】

[Perceptual Rating: S]

"The next test..."

She raised her cute face and looked out of the bridge hole.

(End of this chapter)