My Strength Depends on Your Imagination

"My strength depends on your imagination (

Although Qin Yuan thought the driver was strange, they had gotten out of the car, and the driver hadn't done anything to them.

Seeing that Mercedes-Benz S400 drove away, Qin Yuan felt that he might indeed think too much.

"It's probably because I have to go to class every day recently, so I didn't sleep well." Qin Yuan said to himself.

Li Yundao and Ye Shaobei looked sideways together, completely unable to understand how Qin Yuan, as the "jue master" of the dormitory, had the face to say these words.

Of course, what Qin Yuan said is not the point now.

Ye Shaobei waved his fat hand, looked at the platinum palace in front of him, and said loudly, "Brothers, rush!"

Perhaps everyone is thinking about rushing at this time.

However, things in the world always backfire.

"Your boss has made such a big place. It is tm pure green? What do you make?"

Not only Ye Shaobei didn't believe it, but even Li Yundao, who came to understand later, didn't believe it.

But believe it or not, people here are indeed green.

Qin Yuan also saw the female technician who was already a martial artist.

The technique is indeed professional, and the person is also very flexible.

"You are a martial artist, you are a technician, and tm is green, how much money can you make in a month?" Ye Shaobei

The female technician Yun Danfeng lightly said: "One hundred thousand a month.

Basically, you can't make this money by doing other things.

Most people who can earn this money are life-threatening. "

The female technician said lightly and silently.

The four of them who failed to make the wave went back to school lonely.

Since Qin Yuan has no class on Friday, and Yan Mozhi is not in school, Qin Yuan has no activities this week.

Therefore, on this Friday, Qin Yuan, who had started two weeks of school, finally woke up naturally.

As soon as he woke up naturally, Qin Yuan subconsciously picked up the phone and saw a news feed.

"Last night at 12 o'clock in the morning, a Mercedes-Benz driver in Yujing drove fatigued and rushed down the elevated bridge and caught fire. The driver and passengers were burned to death in the car. Police: It was preliminarily determined that it was an accidental traffic accident."

Qin Yuan subconsciously sat up, and then clicked on the news.

Seeing this license plate, Qin Yuan immediately opened his eyes.

Because this Mercedes-Benz is the S400 they sat in yesterday.

Qin Yuan clicked to open the case report and found that it was just a bunch of copywriting with no words in the preface of the news editor.

Is that the driver?

Qin Yuan searched again, probably because the police had not released official information, so there was no information on the deceased.

Putting this matter aside, Qin Yuan is not a policeman. He has no reason to go to war because of a little suspicion and anxiety.

After washing, Qin Yuan went to the restaurant to dry his food.

At this moment, the freshman and sophomore students in the cafeteria are all discussing the new martial arts.

The death of Yujing two people will not affect everyone's nerves. On the contrary, things that concern their own interests like the new martial arts are more worthy of being talked about.

"I heard that the new martial arts requires only a few shots of reagents to quickly train bones! Then I wait for a year of hard training before I practice the middle part of the skin. What's the point?"

"Isn't that we can't do it? Didn't Chu Jinming practice bones for a long time?"

"Yes, I heard that Senior Gu Shengzu, a junior, is just a junior, and he is already an innate martial artist who practices dirty."

"Whoever said this to you, I'm just talking about those students whose college entrance examinations are far inferior to ours. Now relying on the new martial arts, they leave us behind!"

"It's okay. I've heard that the reagents of the new martial arts can only let people go to the level of bone training. The reagents that are on the top are not developed by Professor Rui of the new martial arts. Compared with them, we are more There is a bright future."

Without joining the discussion among the alumni, Qin Yuan concentrated on his meal, planning to pick up a task later.

After all, this weekend, he has nothing more than going to Fengshen Pharmaceutical to shoot commercials.

Just when Qin Yuan came out of the canteen, he saw a man in blue work clothes standing at the entrance of the canteen and looking around.

Qin Yuan had never seen this person, but Qin Yuan felt that his figure was a bit familiar.

The man in the blue work clothes also seemed to have seen Qin Yuan. The moment he met Qin Yuan, he lowered the brim of his hat, turned and walked towards the back of the cafeteria.

Qin Yuan frowned slightly.

Without silly chasing directly to find out, Qin Yuan and a few students walked east along the road in front of the cafeteria.

After going around half a circle, Qin Yuan saw the man in the blue work clothes bid farewell to the cafeteria manager, got into the truck, and left the school.

Seeing that person left, Qin Yuan walked quickly to the canteen manager and asked, "Hello? Does the delivery master who just delivered deliveries to our canteen often?"

"I don't have any impression of this. Every time the people who come here seem to be different, right?" The canteen manager frowned and recalled, and then he asked again, "Classmate, are you asking about this, what's the matter? ?"

"It's okay, it's just that the uncle's pen seemed to have fallen off. When I came over, he had already drove away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qin Yuan said abusively and gave the cafeteria administrator a pen.

Why does that person seem familiar?

Just when Qin Yuan suppressed his doubts and was about to see what tasks he had today, his mobile phone rang and Tianjiao was calling.

Lian Tianjiao said that Professor Yan Mozhi was back and asked him to come over quickly.

The instructor summoned him, and Qin Yuan didn't care about anything else, and hurried to 101 Wudao Building.

After walking into Room 101, Qin Yuan realized that there are a lot of people today.

A tall young man stood in front of Yan Mozhi. At this time, Yan Mozhi's face was full of smiles, and he kept talking about his smile.

A look of surprise flashed across Qin Yuan's face, he had never seen Yan Mozhi so happy.

Seeing Qin Yuan coming in, Yan Mozhi smiled and waved, and said, "Qin Yuan, come and meet your brother, Gu Shengzu.

Shengzu, this is your brother Qin Yuan. "

"Qin Yuan? I've heard of you, you can beat Du Wanxiang in your freshman year. It's really good." Gu Shengzu's thick eyebrows are particularly eye-catching, and his big Chinese character is arrogant on his face.

After speaking, Gu Shengzu looked at Qin Yuan without any scruples, looking up and down, with a faint feeling of being elevated.

After being scrutinized several times, Gu Shengzu still didn't constrain. Qin Yuan looked a little uncomfortable, so he looked back at Gu Shengzu with displeasure.

A smile appeared at the corner of Gu Shengzu’s mouth: “It’s really an unreasonable genius, but you have to know that there are outsiders and there are heavens. I’m your brother, it’s okay for you to look at me with this look, but if you’re in the wild, you look at someone better than you with this look. A stronger person, you may be beaten to death with a single punch!"

Listening to Gu Shengzu's seemingly joking, but actually implied threatening and warning words, Qin Yuan raised his eyebrows: It seems that this senior fellow seems to be a little hostile to him?