Urban Supreme System

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In the blink of an eye, Yang Ning's heart was extremely complicated.

blue!

It's blue!

Yang Ning almost jumped up excitedly, which was not enough, but more than the following. Although it was not purple orange, even gold, but it was not green, it was enough!

Item Found: [Magic Pupil]

Quality: Exquisite

Evaluation: Spell, a singular ability to create hallucinations through the brain wave magnetic field, anyone who looks at the operator has a chance to fall into hallucinations. The higher the energy attribute of the caster, the higher the probability of success, and the longer the hallucination lasts.

Need!

Great value for money!

Is this the legendary power?

"With this kind of magic, it will be much simpler to pit people in the future." Yang Ning grinned: "Tomorrow I will go to school, practice with Zhou Xiaofei first, let him learn what pigs are called, and play high. Difficult movements, such as the circus fire jump, trapeze or something."

Yang Ning was more and more excited, and the whole person was covered with red light, and he also smiled strangely from time to time. No matter who saw this scene, he would not be able to help his back chill.

"yawn!"

The fat man sneezed fiercely, and after wiping with a tissue, he couldn't help but scolded: "Who cares about your lord? It must be Wang Zhizhuan's bastard!"

As the saying goes, there is a scar and the pain is forgotten. This is true. Yang Ning is now a typical one. After getting [Magic Pupil], he will leave the previous 50 million things behind.

You have used [phantom pupil technique]...

Suddenly itching came from his eyes. Yang Ning had to close his eyes, but he didn't dare to reach out and scratch it, lest he might make an accident.

Fortunately, the itching lasted not long. After more than ten seconds, there was more refreshing coolness in the eyes. Under the stimulation of this cooling, the itching that caused discomfort quickly faded.

When the itching and the refreshing coolness gradually dissipated, Yang Ning opened his eyes. Unlike the pupil who merged the forensics last time, he didn't feel anything special this time.

"This [phantom pupil technique] needs to slowly explore the method used, but unfortunately there is no target for practicing hands." Yang Ning pinched his chin: "Forget it, there is time tomorrow, review it first."

Before the review, Yang Ning focused on the two unallocated attribute points, and now he has 61 points. After doing this, he turned over the review materials and began to immerse in it.

"Zizhuan, I will listen to you when I eat. Will I have a mock test tomorrow?"

After taking a shower, Wang Minglang lit a cigarette and looked at Wang Zhizhuan who was playing on the computer.

Wang Zhizhuo did not reply: "I don't know what kind of plane the school is doing. Last time I said it was the last round, and this time I came again."

"The test is better. After all, the third middle school is our city's key middle school. It will definitely be stricter." Wang Minglang spit out a smoke ring.

"Knowing dad, even if you don't say it, I will take the test."

Suddenly flashing Yang Ning's face in his head, Wang Zhizhuan couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Wang Minglang didn't hear the sound outside the string, and shook his ashes: "I heard that a teacher in your school is experiencing difficulties. It seems that something is wrong with the children at home. You need to use the money. You all donated money. Is this the case?"

"Yes, I donated 20 yuan." Wang Zhizhuan pouted, obviously not very willing.

"Really?" Wang Minglang, who was lying down, sat up at once: "How much did Zhou Xiaofei donate?"

"Ten dollars."

Suddenly, Wang Zhizhuan thought that Yang Ning had donated 100,000 yuan, and he was immediately up to the limit. Because of this, Zhou Qian’s beautiful and beautiful woman went to eat with him, and now she may be in bed. There is a nameless fire going straight up.

Why is that useless **** rich?

Why should Xu Yuanyuan and Zhou Qian turn around him?

Why does he have such a good figure?

Why did he break the world record?

Wang Zhizhuan hates injustice, shouldn't this belong to him?

Isn't he the only one who is eligible for these wealth, beauty and glory?

"What do you want?" Wang Minglang frowned: "You look very angry, who offended you? Zhou Xiaofei?"

"He just doesn't deserve the waste that he didn't learn. There's nothing really wrong, Dad. I went back to my room to review." Wang Zhizhuan apparently didn't want to talk about Yang Ning.

Wang Minglang didn't think deeply, and nodded, "That's a good review, don't be too late, pay attention to rest."

This son didn't let him worry about it, he was very satisfied with it, so he was more relaxed with Wang Zhi's exclusive management: "Yes, I will give you five hundred dollars later, you donate to the school female teacher."

"Dad, donate 500 yuan?" Wang Zhizhuan stunned.

"You don't care about this. The five hundred yuan is just for you to hold first. When you see how much Zhou Xiaofei donates, you will donate as much as you need, so it's not enough to call me."

Wang Minglang frowned: "Zhizhuan, this thing is a bit evil. Let me tell you this. On Friday afternoon, Zhou Xiaofei and his dad made a donation in the work unit. Many of them have good relations with him. By the way, even you Uncle Zhu didn’t know what to think, and even donated a thousand yuan readily."

Uncle Zhu?

Isn't that the father's boss, the leader of the Nanhu Land Bureau?

This teacher Luo has trouble at home, can't he fight with him?

Although he is still a student, Wang Zhizhuan is not a nerd. Wang Minglang often talks with him about political things, and after hearing this, Wang Zhizhuan also has some basic political sense of smell.

"Dad, this matter really reveals something evil, but Uncle Zhu should not know Mr. Luo." Wang Zhizhuan was puzzled.

"I want to correct your language problem. This is Mr. Luo, who don't know the people who donate with the unit." Wang Minglang shook his head: "You can't care about changing to other people, but Zhou Haitao, his son is stupid. , He is not stupid."

Seeing Wang Zhizhuan confused, Wang Minglang waved his hand: "Okay, my lord's business, your little children worry less, hurry back to your room to review. There are 500 pieces on the table. Remember to take the school tomorrow. Also , I don’t have enough money to call me immediately, I will drive to school when I arrive."

…

Every Monday, no matter the elementary school, middle school or even university, the flag-raising ceremony will be conducted routinely in the morning.

When Yang Ning came to the school, there were already many students of all grades on the playground. Some of the cadres of the student union also stood behind the playground. Their task was simple. When the flag-raising ceremony took place, they checked the attendance status of each class. .

"You came so early."

"You came early."

Soon after Yang Ning arrived, Xu Yuanyuan also came. Today Xu Yuanyuan is obviously dressed carefully, wearing a sky blue off-shoulder dress and a pair of high-heeled shoes with a height of 10 centimeters, which makes the original slim figure more attractive.

The emergence of Xu Yuanyuan immediately caused the focus of countless eyes. Seeing that the beautiful woman who was in the shift was talking and laughing with Yang Ning, these eyes immediately became envious and jealous. If the eyes can kill, Yang Ning has been lingered countless times. Too.

"damn it!"

In fact, Wang Zhizhuan has always been behind Xu Yuanyuan, trying to find an opportunity to come forward and talk up, but did not expect to follow the way and did not find an opportunity. Seeing Xu Yuanyuan came to the playground as soon as Yang Ning, it made him jealous and crazy. .

"Just go jealous."

For the eyes around him, Yang Ning didn't care at all. He was just trying to make ridicule, and suddenly his brows could not help.

"Xu Yuanyuan, hello, my name is Xie Chengdong. I am from the second shift."

Several men came over, among them the leading ones were wearing hip-hop costumes, about 1.8 meters tall, these people Yang Ning knew, and they didn’t have a good reputation in Nanhu No. 3 Middle School, especially Xie Chengdong, who was said to be rich at home and engaged in real estate Business.

Obviously, several other people were Xie Chengdong's followers. One of them was wearing a sleeveless vest, facing Yang Nun's mouth, and made a gesture, as if to say, kid, hurry up, don't stand here.