The Revelation of Gods and Devils

He had read in a book that if he had bad news and good news to tell, it was good news first, because the joy of good news could mitigate the negative effects of bad news. Our Chang Jingye only has two pieces of news right now.

"Good, bad, good, bad, good …" The roses all over the ground, they shouldn't be there to welcome a bride, right? " Alright, let's start with the good news! " What can't he learn? Why did he learn to tear petals from other girls?

He tiptoed to the door of his house and hid his face in the iron shop — Boss Qin was not here!

"Hehe, Dad, I'm back!" Chang Jing said with a charming smile.

"Is my son back? Why is it so late today? Yet again, you were left behind by teacher? " Chang Jing's father put down the work in his hands and raised his head with a smile.

"Of course not, I finished class early today!" "Hee hee …" Chang Jing tried his best to smile sincerely, no matter how sincere he was.

Looking at his son's smile, Chang Jing's father was even more puzzled, "It can't be that he has stopped leveling, right?" She remembered that she laughed like that when Chang Jing was ranked last year.

"Dad, what are you saying!?" Hehe, we still have the Genius Test, why are you still staying here? Besides, it's also a good thing for us to be at the Repeater level. We can consolidate the things we've learnt a bit more. " Chang Jing's smile could be said to be the purest in the world.

"That's true," Chang Jing's father wiped the sweat off his body, "Are you hungry? Your mom made some snacks this afternoon.

"I'm not hungry, Dad. "Hehe, I'll help you with some work." Still giggling at him.

"No, you'd better go into the back room. I'll be fine with that." It was not that Chang Jing's father didn't ask for help, she remembered that the last time was last year when Chang Jing helped him... Chang Jing's father entered into her memories …

" Dad, let me do it! " I am so happy to see my son grow up to be considerate of himself! So I took off my apron and put it on his hand. She remembered smiling brightly at that time. When my good son took the apron, he immediately put it on, picked up the hammer and started beating the harpoon...

Chang Jing's father shivered. The result was that Chang Jing's hammer flew out and smashed into the furnace. The fire from the furnace almost burned the entire house! It was extremely painful!

"No problem, Dad, let me help you!" Chang Jing did not notice that his father's expression was abnormal, and wanted to help him.

"Forget about you." Go to your mother's place, I've got a busy day... "Alright, come and help!" Chang Jing's father discovered that her precious son's face seemed to be dancing with frost. When she was just a father, he had even gone to listen to children's education lectures and knew that her child's self-esteem should not be affected.

"Let me help you light the fire!" Chang Jing's face was filled with excitement, because he wanted to give her father a pleasant surprise!

"Can you pull the fan then," Chang Jing's father thought, "That's fine too, if you can't move it, you can just rest and not cause any trouble."

Chang Jingye then stood up straight and said to the furnace: "Oh, fire spirit, please bestow me power — — small fireball!" She looked at his father proudly, thinking, "Your son is so promising. Be proud of me!"

Chang Jing's father patted Chang Jing's head, "It can't be a fever, right? What are you talking about? "Perhaps it was because the pressure it gave him was too great." "Child, Daddy is not good, Daddy should not be so undemocratic and not ask you to keep your grade. If you really want to keep your grade, Daddy will always support you, Daddy will always love you!" Chang Jing's father, whose eyes were filled with tears.

"What do you mean by 'follow' or 'follow'? Didn't you see my small fireball?" Chang Jing turned her head, "Aiya, you're wrong, the incantation was wrong."

"Oh supreme fire spirit, please bestow your servant's power — — small fireball!" As he chanted the incantation, a fireball flew out of Chang Jing's hands into the furnace. The raging flames illuminated the entire steel shop, shining all the way into Chang Jing's father's heart.

"Child's mother, this isn't good, our Chang Jing has learnt demonic arts!"

Chang Jing fainted!

"My good son has finally struck it rich! I keep telling your father that we, Chang Jing, are not useless, and are actually very useful, so he wouldn't believe me. Are you dumbfounded this time? " Chang Jing's mother looked like a prophet.

"Yes, yes, yes. Our Chang Jing is definitely the best thing in the world!" Chang Jing's father laughed brilliantly in the spring.

"Hehe, it's not a thing, it's not a thing!" The couple laughed in unison.

Seeing such a happy parents, Chang Jing, who was nothing, still couldn't bear to tell them about the restaurant.

"Men, take responsibility for your own matters! I'll try it out with the old magus tomorrow.