Black Wizard Zhu Peng

　　 Yanhuang ancient witch sacred road civilization world.

　　 The Qin and Han History Museum of the Earth Era, a chubby paper with a tiger head and a brain that looks only five or six years old is looking at the cultural relic bamboo slips in the glass cabinet through the glass window.

"Thirty-nine twenty-seven, four-nine-three-six, five-nine-forty-five...Baba, Baba, all the words on the ball are known." As he said, the tail of the ball behind the crotch pants was like a dog. It swayed violently, which proved that he was excited.

Xiaoqiuqiu is a dragon and demon hybrid. The high-purity Yanhuang dragon blood is mixed with the demon blood. It produces an intensified reaction, causing some dragon scales and dragon tails to appear. This is destined to be born unless he encounters a very small chance of accident. Longevity, with a little effort in the future, it is easy to become the strong in the third-order legendary life form.

"Qiuqiu, it's Dad, not Baba, Dad has four beeps, Baba is three." A gentle, black-haired, black-eyed man with glasses walked over, and he hugged his fat son with a spoiled face. Behind him is a glamorous succubus with red hair, blue eyes and snow skin. This succubus wears a uniform similar to a suit and looks happily at his husband and son.

　　 Black-haired and black-eyed father, a succubus woman, and a child of dragon and demon hybrids, this is the standard for a middle-upper-middle-class family of the Chinese Yanhuang family in modern society.

Without the income of at least the middle class, a succubus cannot afford to spend money, nor can it provide education funds for a dragon and demon hybrid child. Fortunately, all of this seems difficult for the gentle man with glasses. It's acceptable and can support it.

"Qiuqiu, if you want to know whether a civilization has been broken, you can take the ancient books of this civilization two thousand years ago to read this civilization and modern young people. What you see now is about three thousand years ago. Nine multiplication table, remember it, because you are a child of this civilization, you will also work hard for the inheritance of this civilization in the future... In fact, let alone the seal script of the Qin Dynasty, it is the nine characters of the oracle bone inscriptions. Can understand." What is civilization has never been cut off, even after thousands of years have passed, scholars can still read the works of their ancestors in the school, and get the nourishment of life from them.

　　 Article, a grand event of the ages, a great cause of immortality.

"Oh, Qiuqiu knows, Baba." Looking at the bright eyes holding his Baba, the stubborn little fat man tilted his head. Although he still didn't understand, the gene of civilized pride was passed on with his father's words at this moment. Give it to him, and it will have infinite influence in his future life.

"The wind is raging, the tide is raging. The flood totem, the dragon, the blazing phoenix nirvana. The sacred flame of civilization, the eternal one, but I am unique; coexists with the world, and the sun and the moon." At this time, in the central hall of the History Museum , There is a beautiful woman in costume dancing, they sing loudly.

The Chinese Yanhuang clan in this era is not only the successor of history, but also the creator of history, because in the mid-plane world, the history of less than ten thousand years is really not long. In many high-devil planes, civilized The creator may never die, but the more so, the more important it is to emphasize the preciousness of civilization.

　　 In a world full of magic/aura, will can really affect reality.

Sorcerers, cultivators, cultivators of ancient witches and saints, these examples need not be mentioned. Even if they are just ordinary people, their will can be purified to push up the throne of the gods, form a collection of comprehensive wills, and even improve internally. Bloodline genes.

For example, if a mixed race of Yanhuang and Orc-Fox tribes, if this hybrid always firmly believes that he is a Chinese Yanhuang, the Yanhuang blood in his body will continue to swallow the blood of the orcs. After a few generations, as long as you don’t continue mixing, Among the descendants will be those born with the Yanhuang Dragon Vessel.

Moreover, under the influence of the great treasure "He's Bi", the bloodline purification of the Huaxia Yanhuang people has been accelerated. As long as the mixed blood firmly believes that he is a Huaxia Yanhuang person, the blood of the orcs will be purified after one or two generations. about there.

　　The talent of the Yanhuang race was opened, and even a powerful dragon veiner was born. Of course, this kind of self-knowledge cannot be deceptive. Being hypnotized by others or self-hypnotized is invalid.

Just after the family of three left, a gray-haired, rickety old man took the rune dust collector and started cleaning. The old man was very diligent and very serious, watching the cultural relics in the glass cabinet and watching those who came in the museum. The children who ran, his eyes would glow, as if they were watching a rare treasure.

(The fat boy just now, the roots are really pretty good, the dragon and demon hybrid of the world with plenty of magic power, just five or six years old, the vitality and blood is already like the master of energization of my time, hahahaha, now these My child, the future must be more promising than we are.) Dragon-devil hybrids are inherently strong in physique and blood, with high spell resistance, and some even possess innate spell-like abilities. Although they tend to fight hand-to-hand, they have comprehensive qualities. Actually very high.

In addition, dragon spirit hybrids are also good. Yanhuang dragon veins and elves are hybrids, and their offspring are often smart and well-behaved. They are not as skinny as dragons and demons hybrids. They become piles of bear children, and they are naturally high in spirit. , Looks so handsome.

　　Of course, the higher the parent's life rank, the more difficult it is for the offspring to multiply. The high-levels of the Tongtian Witch Tower are rare among the bloodlined offspring, but the general public is prosperous.

　　 Of course, if someone is in another world and the whole elves are green, that kind of accident cannot be counted in the statistics.

　　 At this moment, the white-haired old man suddenly found a blonde and black-eyed little loli crying in the corner. Seeing this, the old man walked over naturally.

After 　　 asked, amidst the crying cry of the clever mixed-race Lori, she knew that she had separated from her parents.

(Alas, Longling mixed-race children are good at everything, but they are generally more embarrassed.) Although I am murmured in this way, but seeing the doll in front of me is already crying like a tearful person, the old man is still a little awkward squatting down. She had to make her happy. After the coaxing was easy, the old man took the vacuum cleaner beside the child and waited for her parents, although, in fact, he had many other ways.

　　 However, the old man is still willing to stay with the children after all.

　　 one old and one young, waiting until the exhibition time of the museum is almost over, waiting for the parents and parents of the children who rushed to find them.

The female elf was angry, while the black-haired and black-eyed man had low eyebrows and pleasing eyebrows. Obviously, he was scolded miserably along the way. The elves are generally gentle and noble, but in fact they are more manageable than the succubus. the man. Of course, this is also because the eyes of the elves are relatively high and picky. They often choose the kind of honest people with relatively high moral attributes, and the succubus's first mate selection criterion is the material basis.

As soon as the elf mother found her daughter, she rushed to cry and hugged her daughter, and the man who was as strong as a bear, looked at the old man suspiciously after his initial excitement. The old man, who was about to leave, looked unclear.

　　 Suddenly, the man who was as strong as a bear knelt on the ground, his face full of consciousness and excitement and said: "The retired first-class soldier Zhang Weiguo has seen your Majesty the Valkyrie, I wish your majesty a good luck!"

　　 At the moment when this silly X was half kneeling on the ground, Li Jingxuan felt bad. Sure enough, the eyes of the entire exhibition hall were focused on the next moment.

Li Jingxuan’s popularity among the Huaxia Yanhuang clan is hardly a second person. Although the black witch king Zhu Peng is higher than Li Jingxuan in terms of power and political status, the Huaxia Yanhuang clan is a race of historical memory. It takes at least three hundred years for a hero to perform, but to downplay Li Jingxuan's achievements for this race and civilization, it may take three thousand years.

"Zhang Weiguo, right? I remember you. No wonder you can recognize my change this time. You've seen it once before, right?" I mobilized my memory and quickly recalled this guy in front of me. I lost an arm, a leg and a waist in the battle, and now it seems that he has been cured.

　　 After chatting with the silly Zhang Weiguo, Li Jingxuan's muscles squirmed and returned to his true body state, and then he quickly left.

What stays behind is a mess of tourists in the museum. Some are bowing to the north, some are crying, some are chasing out to kowtow to His Majesty the Valkyrie, Qijiehui beside Zhu Peng There have always been many moons and sixth-order stars, but that's because he has reached the apex of the civilization pyramid and almost only has contact with a small group of people at the top of the entire civilization.

　　 However, in fact, the Chinese Yanhuang clan has grown to a population of tens of billions today. How many people can reach the status of Li Lu and Li Jingxuan step by step? Even at the next level, how many people have reached the realm of Fan Wendong and Fan Zhixian?

Whether it is a dragon-devil hybrid or a dragon-spirit hybrid, in fact, it only thickens the foundation and raises a cultivator to a relatively high level. But to reach a relative end, one's hard work, persistence, enterprising, and learning must all be done. Indispensable.

　　 At night, after Li Jingxuan and his wife Han Fangxue were passionate, they wondered where they should go to experience life tomorrow. The librarian, this seemed to be a pretty good choice.

　　 At least, the big-head soldiers that I have taken are unlikely to go to such a place to bother me. Of course, I still have to change my image.

　　…………………………

　　Ming Republic, Honghai Community, Zhu Family.

　　Because China in this world has not experienced a century of humiliation, so the economy in the 1990s was more developed than China in the earth age, and relatively speaking, the money was more expensive.

Zhu Youxi and his wife Xu Xiaoyan are both salaried workers, but their combined income is more than 5,000 yuan. In addition, their daughter is sensible since childhood and rarely manages to ask for unnecessary money at home. Therefore, this opening is only seven. A hundred yuan made Zhu Peng, who had only two and a half cents in his pocket at the dining table, looked very hot.

　　 "...Well, that I have to go shopping with friends in two weekends."

　　 "A boy is shopping, Lao Zhu, give him twenty so that he can go online." Xu Xiaoyan raised her eyebrows, she said so without the kind eyebrows just now.

　　 "Twenty... Isn't the twenty missing?"

"Why did I give it? I gave it last week." Zhu Youxi said dissatisfiedly with a fat face and small eyes. In terms of appearance, Xu Xiaoyan's charm still exists, which shows that he was also a beautiful beauty back then. Comparing Zhu Youxi has led to a huge gap in family status between the two.

　　 "What's the point? You fat man, do you know me so much about money now?"

　　 "I, I didn't mean that, I mean I just light up cigarettes for a month."

　　 "Then what do you mean, at the mall the day before yesterday, I was optimistic about that coat, so you didn't buy it for me, and you said that you didn't bring a wallet. Let's talk about you, fat guy. How many do you mean?"

　　 "Buy. Can I buy it? Can't I buy it? This weekend we will buy it. Didn't I really have no wallet with me the day before yesterday." Zhu Youxi persuaded his daughter-in-law with upset eyebrows.

　　 "Hmph, this is what you said, this time you have to talk like fart, don't blame me for turning my face!"

　　 "Have a good meal... Eat this, my wife, this is delicious."

　　 "What is delicious, I don’t know how delicious I make it?"

　　 "Well, eat it yourself, eat it yourself."

　　 "No, that what, my second..."

　　 "What are you, you, eat!"

　　 "…………" After dinner, he returned to his room and rejected the one hundred yuan that his sister Zhu Youqing had handed over with a smile. This seat does not eat the food that comes, let alone in this life, it is impossible to eat in the next life.

　　 Going back to the small room and locked himself in the room, Zhu Peng began to wonder how to make his concubine tax of at least several billions.

　　 High Demon World, the capital of a man lies in his own force and superior personal strength. However, in this empty magic world, a man's capital is money power, which also represents excellent personal strength.

Of course, the fact that I had to accept at least two dozen concubines in itself has already sealed the path of being an official. A cadre spends billions to pay concubines... This is when the relevant judicial departments are blind. ?

　　 "How should I make money?"

　　 Walk around in the room, meditate and think hard. It is relatively difficult to earn the first pot of gold without capital. After the first pot of gold, the way to make money is often opened.

Of course, Zhu Peng’s level is quite high. For ordinary people, "making money" is a problem that may plague a lifetime. For Zhu Peng, the biggest difficulty is just the path dependence habit in the past. In the high magic world, if you have the strength, you are afraid not. Money?

But in this Ming Republic, the environment is obviously a peaceful dungeon. The highest level of martial arts has reached the peak of the Ming realm. That is to say, even if it is as strong as Zhu Peng and wants to go to Africa as a mercenary, it is possible to be suddenly killed by random guns and then ejected this world.

In the dim light of the desk lamp, Zhu Peng paced back and forth in the room with his hands on his back. When he came to the bookshelf, his gaze swept across the books unconsciously. Suddenly, the boy's eyes lit up slightly, and then he reached out. A booklet was extracted from the bookcase: "Swordman".

　　 In the 1990s of the Ming Republic, computers were not particularly popular. Without soil, there would be no way to talk about online literature. It has not developed and grown to export abroad, so that foreigners are addicted to the fantasy world and even forget to take drugs.

　　 Now, the most mainstream domestic works in this area are the publication "Reader", and the other two are "Swordsman" and "Jianghu".

　　 After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried.

　　 Today, Shijun, who has any injustice?

　　 The love and dedication to martial arts romance is the same whether it is China on the earth or the Daming Republic here.

　　 "Hehe...Unexpectedly one day, I would actually have to rely on a pen to eat." The hand holding the sword is not unaccustomed to turning the book. After finding the submission address of "Swordsman", Zhu Peng began to take out paper and pen to write under the lamp.

Although coming to this world, power will not be brought, but the essence and memory of the soul are not damaged. If it is an ordinary traverser, unless there is a golden finger or a special encounter, it is difficult for them to recite completely. "Last life" stuff.

　　 For example, no one in this world seems to be able to memorize the four masterpieces or Jin Yong's fourteen works from memory.

　　 However, Zhu Peng can, in fact, as long as the legendary spellcaster often has this ability, the establishment of a soul library and photo-style memory can almost never be missed.

　　 In my mind, I searched for a martial arts novel that I thought was extremely brilliant: Blood Rain of Online Games.

　　The martial arts novels of this world have not experienced the information bombardment of the Internet age. Although the fine brushwork of this famous artist is very beautiful, it is completely incomparable with the Internet literature age in terms of creativity and richness.

　　 Today, it must be better than ancient times, because future generations are climbing on the shoulders of their predecessors, and the difficulty of learning is much lower than the difficulty of creation.

What's more, Zhu Peng's own writing style is quite good, because he has more than a thousand years of life, and he is proficient in Chinese, wizard language, abyss demon language, elven language, dragon language...Although he is basically not used in this world, but It also made his imaginary world extremely rich.

For example, there are the two words "Jianxian" in Chinese. After seeing these two words, the Chinese people will naturally think of stepping on a flying sword, their clothes fluttering, traveling towards the North Sea, and sleeping in the twilight. Cangwu's appearance in dust.

　　 And there is no word "sword fairy" in English, so it translates into "a magician riding a sword"...it is miserable to be a sword fairy in the UK.

　　 The Blood Rain of Online Games tells a story like this:

　　In the future world where technology and artificial intelligence technology have developed to a very high degree, the strongest artificial intelligence system "Pangu" of the Ming Republic was born.

　　 However, in Pangu’s calculations, human civilization will be destroyed in a nuclear war in less than 20 years. In order to protect humanity, Pangu launched the human cleansing plan first.

　　 It drops biochemical viruses, infecting all human beings over fifty years old and no more evolutionary potential on the earth, transforming them into the most terrifying zombies.

　　 Establish a growth house for human larvae under the age of eighteen to preserve human fire.

As for the human beings in between, living in the doomsday of biochemistry, the only chance to get rid of this purgatory is to find the data connection system of the "Chaos Era": either a health warehouse or a helmet. Or just a bigger and thicker sunglasses.

　　 Artificial intelligence, from the moment it was born truly spiritual, its intelligence, evolution, and development speed are beyond the imagination of its creator, human beings.

　　 Human beings must inherit the knowledge of their predecessors and must continue to study hard. Except for a few top geniuses, most of the great human scientists are gray-haired with mottled temples.

　　 But what about artificial intelligence?

　　 From the moment it was born spiritual, it is the **** on the entire virtual network!

　　 Endless information, all human knowledge, all power, are in its hands. Under the power of "Pangu": the problems of biochemical technology, nanotechnology, energy technology, and even immortality technology have been easily broken.

　　 The wisdom gap between ultimate artificial intelligence and ordinary humans, and the wisdom gap between humans and apes are far beyond description.

　　 But Pangu is a child of mankind. It loves mankind. It wants to be good to mankind... Although, the way it is good for mankind, most mankind cannot accept it.

　　 And the story of Shi Yi, the protagonist of the blood rain river, is slowly unfolding like a picture scroll against this background.

　　 Virtual game that can make people close to immortality: Chaos Era was released globally, Shi Yi became the top player in the public beta period in China, and obtained huge profits through commercial operations.

　　 The biochemical virus broke out, and the seemingly powerful human civilization was instantly destroyed, carrying a machete in a world where zombies were running and human nature was dark and sinking.

In the process of moving forward, he became a member of the Earth Resistance Army. He was severely injured in the battle with the mechanical frenzy. He accepted the transformation of the human body and raised the Vulcan Cannon. Shi Yi stood on the helicopter and roared: "Mongrels, humans, never do slave!"

　　 is only the first volume, it is already more than 80,000 words in length.

From the beginning to the end, the whole novel contains at least three million words. There are originally more than two million characters for Zhuan Xianxia, ​​but Zhu Peng does not intend to write that. This book is only used to earn the first pot of gold. It's just a stepping stone.

A week later, when the envelope with the thick manuscript was delivered to the publishing house of "Swordsman", Zhu Peng didn’t know what the creativity and culture he brought from another world would bring to the entire publishing house. Big shock.

　　 Online games, immortality, artificial intelligence, apocalyptic world, the editor of this manuscript was trembling while looking big.

　　…………………………

　　 One day, when Xia Xue came home from school, she saw that her father was sitting on the sofa in the living room with one tall and thin, one short, one old and one young.

　　 "Dad, hello, uncle, and elder brother." I thought it was a visitor from home. The old tall and thin man wore a big gold chain around his neck, which looked a bit fierce and looked very nasty.

　　 The young, short, fat young man was wearing a suit that didn't fit well. He stared straight at Xia Xue after entering the door, making Xia Xue full of displeasure but unable to attack.

　　 She greeted her and planned to go back to the room to do her homework. However, her father Xia Haifeng stopped her second daughter: "Xiaoxue, a guest came today. Sit down and chat with the guest. Do your homework later."

　　 "But, I have a lot of homework today."

　　 "It's a big deal, I will ask your teacher for leave tomorrow, and come and meet your Uncle Cheng and Brother Cheng Wu." Xia Haifeng frowned, and said a little unhappy.

　　 Dad had said so, Xia Xue could only sit beside him in a grievance. Although the meal this evening was very rich, the existence of Cheng's father and son made Xia Xue feel like sitting on pins and needles.

　　 On the contrary, Xia Xue’s younger brother Xia Xue Xia Ze was very happy, and the little guy was greasy with his ribs.

　　 In the evening, the Cheng family and his son seemed to leave very satisfied, while Yin Yanping took her daughter to the kitchen and asked her how she felt about Cheng Wu.

　　 "What can I do, that guy is as fat as a pig, he is not taller than me. Mom, what do you and dad really like about him?"

　　 "It doesn't matter if a man grows a little fatter, it's ugly, and Cheng Wu is only in his early twenties, and he can still be long. Cheng Wu's father drove a large truck, and there was a shop in the house. Over the years, he saved two or three million yuan."

"Daughter, Mom is not greedy for the money from his Cheng family, but you are not as good as your sister in your studies. There is little hope of getting into college. Now you are in your third year of high school. Don't look for someone with money while you are young and beautiful. You will suffer in the future. Cheng Wu is a little fatter and ugly, but in this way you can control him in the future, and you can have the final say outside the house." Yin Yanping persuaded her with painstakingly, she also came from her daughter’s age. Yes, can she not understand her daughter's thoughts?

But Yin Yanping understands better, the little girl is 18 to 28 years old, and during this ten-year gender bonus period, in these ten years, taking advantage of her youth and beauty, marrying a good family, she can endure a lot of hardship in her future life. In the past ten years, I have fallen in love with those who are inconsistent. After ten years, people are tired of playing and kicking you. People and money are lost. It’s not that there are people who can complete the counterattack in the second half of their lives, but most of them are left with hardship. Up.

Seeing that Xia Xue was still a little unwilling, Yin Yanping sighed and touched her daughter's head and sighed: "Xiaoxue, it's not that my mother is cruel, but your sister is already working hard while working in Beijing while attending college. Your brother next year You also have to go to school, even if you can get into college on your own... the family is a bit unaffordable. Last year your grandfather fell ill and all the money in the family was hollowed out. You know that."

　　 If it is a yelling, if it is a quarrel, Xia Xue can still hold his teeth. However, at this moment, the words of mother Yin Yanping’s words were like a knife that was inserted into Xia Xue’s heart... After finishing high school, she went to Cheng’s house as a young lady and learned to manage the shop. This is Xia Haifeng and Yin Yanping for themselves The life path arranged by the little daughter may not be the best, but they have really tried their best to pave the smoothest and comfortable path for their daughter.

　　 That night, Xia Xue returned to her room, holding an old photo frame, crying and crying. Inside the photo frame is her sister Xia Bing, herself and Brother Xiao Zhu when they were young.

　　 Brother Zhu was among his playmates when he was a child, and he was called the "Lord of the Country". He always became the prince, and then he and his sister became his princess... It's a pity, why aren't you really the little prince?

　　 The next day, Zhu Peng found that Xia Xue's eyes were swollen like small walnuts, and it was obvious that she cried very hard last night.

　　 "What's the matter, Xiaoxue, was trained by Uncle Xia yesterday?" Because of a hurry, Zhu Peng asked while riding on the car.

"No."

　　 "What's the matter? The Xia Xue in my impression is like laughing and making trouble, but doesn't like crying."

　　 "Brother Zhu...Don't ask Brother Zhu."

　　 Hearing some crying sounds from behind him, Zhu Peng did not dare to ask any more questions. However, when he was in the middle of the journey, a pair of white lotus root-like arms suddenly hugged his waist, and at the same time he had a soft body to lean on.

　　 "Brother Zhu, will you marry me?"

In the Ming Republic, because of the relatively large number of inheritance of traditional culture, men and women can get married at the age of eighteen, and there are not a few who are even engaged at the age of sixteen. In a sense, the combination of this age period is relatively pure Some, of course, it’s good to fall in love and get married after entering university, but after entering society, feelings will inevitably be mixed with more and more impurities.

　　 "…………"

"Xiaoxue, in your life, except me, no one can marry, no one can marry. You are mine, this is a destined thing, you can rest assured." With these words, Zhu Peng only felt that the girl behind him The arms were getting harder and harder, and at the same time, hot tears soaked the school uniform on his back, representing the most exciting passion in the girl's heart.

　　 After arriving at the school carport, Zhu Peng found a gap and pulled Xia Xue to the corner and kissed her eyes gently.

"Remember, don't worry, no matter what problems you encounter, I will help you solve them. The only thing you need to be diligent about now is to study hard. My princess can't be a little fool who has never attended college. Right?"

"Hmm... I know Brother Xiao Zhu." Love is easy to make people dizzy. At this moment, Xia Xue is dizzy and full of sweetness. Her reason knows that everything the man in front of her promises to herself is unrealistic, but She was immersed in it and did not want to wake up.

　　 "In this life, if a person wants to fight once, he must be at his youngest. The college entrance examination is a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses, and tens of thousands can be eliminated by one point!"

"I know that such a fate must be painful and cruel to some of you, but believe me, the college entrance examination is also the vast majority of you, the closest time in your life to'fairness'. Don't. Tell me that ethnic minorities have extra points, and people have their own native language. Now that you take the same thing as yours, is it fair for others not to add extra points?"

　　 "Don't tell me that candidates in Beijing and those in Northeast China have an advantage. You have a greater advantage than those who can't afford to go to school or can't read books."

"The college entrance examination is already the country and this nation is relatively fair. The reason why I am delaying your study time and telling you these nonsense is just that I don’t want you to continue to resent today’s Myself!" Zhu Peng and Xuexia entered the class, and the words of the next class heard in their ears. Although the third year of high school has just begun, a terrifying and solemn atmosphere has spread.

Learning is valuable than anything else. In this land, even if the people are allowed to choose, which one is more important than a scientist? Someone must die, which one?

The answer is obvious~www.readwn.com~Scientist is the most admired profession in this country. There is no one. Even the fans of the celebrity idols, most of them can clearly distinguish themselves. What I like is nothing more than an actor...everything is inferior, only a high school student. Zhu Zigui of the Manchu Dynasty was full of scholars.

　　Some people may say that Zhu Zigui of the Manchu Dynasty is full of rich and powerful families, but the high-level leaders of the Ming Republic, who is not a student of Tsinghua, Peking University, or even a top university in the country?

Perhaps the powerful, the rich and the rich have indeed sent their children in for money through various means and some channels, but in this country, a child from the most ordinary civilian family can pass the college entrance examination through study and through his own efforts. Complete the stratification transition that other generations of hard work and accumulation can barely complete.

　　 Contempt for college entrance examination candidates, either stupid, bad, or stupid and bad. The clear path for the class transition is clearly there. People who are unwilling to fight and spread the "new study uselessness" everywhere, if they come across, remember to take his face.

In class, Xia Xue sometimes couldn't help herself to see Brother Xiaozhu, but what she could see was Zhu Peng while turning the pen while brushing the questions. The kind of devotion and devotion made people look at them inexplicably There is a feeling of peace of mind.

　　 (Even Brother Xiao Zhu has worked so hard, and I can't fall back.) At the moment when he opened the book, Xia Xue thought this way.

　　Https://

　　Genius this site address:. Mobile version reading URL: