Only one minute before and after, Luo Zhi, Hou Peng, and three old members of the Wudao Club in Tong Xiaoshan were defeated by Meng Chen.

At this moment, the viewing students' eyes have changed completely.

There are no longer contempt, mocking, more, but fear, envy.

In the past, I often mocked Tiansha's lonely stars. At this moment, it is inevitable that Meng Chen has such strength. I don't know if they will find opportunities to retaliate against them.

For these, Meng Chen ignored it. After being confirmed by Jiang Feng, he turned to leave and went to the teaching building.

It is enough to get the status of Wudao Society.

It doesn't matter.

Members of Wudao Society only need to study three courses of language and county, and can be arranged freely at other times. By the eve of the college entrance examination, martial arts members will be completely autonomous and no longer need to learn literature.

This is very important for his daily cultivation.

In the classroom, many classmates who watched the test of the test told the students who were not going to watch.

Seeing Meng Chen's return, those classmates stopped immediately.

Meng Chen returned to the back seat and sat down, and continued to rely on the window to cultivate to Yang Jue.

Nympho

One afternoon, soon passed.

"Meng Chen, you don't need to learn so many courses. Today, I will tell you these days of mathematics lessons."

When the other students were almost gone, the school flower monitor Ning Ling came to the back row with a few books.

"Thank you, the monitor, let me make two meals first."

Meng Chen thanked, and then stood up.

After he joined the martial arts club, he no longer needs to go to self -study sooner or later, but Ning Ling still has to go. In this way, the time must be a bit tight.

"Okay, I just need green vegetables."

Ning Ling did not refuse.

Soon, Meng Chen had two dinner.

Ning Ling watched the rice piled up and frowned.

Pick up the chopsticks and draw more than half a rice to Meng Chen.

Meng Chen happened to be enough to eat, so he couldn't ask.

"You look at this question first, where I don't understand, I'll tell you again."

Ning Ling opened the math book and placed in front of the Meng Chen dinner plate.

"good."

Meng Chen looked at that question while eating.

He and Ning Ling were not familiar with it. To be precise, it was the first time to say so much at a time.

Ning Ling was a transfer student. A year ago, he only transferred from a prestigious school in the provincial capital to a high.

At that time, Meng Chen's parents had disappeared, and naturally did not pay attention to the high -quality school flowers of the prestigious school in the province.

However, where he seemed to hear it vaguely, Ning Ling followed his mother to Longshi because of his contradictions between his parents and transferred to a high school.

Other people gave him up for lessons. This is kind, and Meng Chen naturally can't know how to do it.

After seeing it for a moment, he pointed at a word: "I don't understand here, the squad leader tell me."

On the other side, there is no sound.

Meng Chen looked slightly and looked up.

I saw Ning Ling at this moment, looking at the table legs in front of them, I don't know what to think.

Meng Chen no longer asked, bowing his head to eat.

After a while, Ning Ling reacted from a daze and turned to Meng Chen said: "Have you finished reading it, what can I understand?"

"Here." Meng Chen pointed to the two places that I didn't understand.

Everyone has their own secrets, what is hidden in Ning Ling's heart, he will naturally not explore.

"good."

Ning Ling put down the chopsticks, leaned on him, and explained it carefully.

Meng Chen suddenly stiffed his body, and then wrapped the trench coat, wrapped it tightly.

"Are you cold?"

Ning Ling was a little surprised.

"Yes, click."

Meng Chen shrank.

"Why is your face so red?"

"It's okay ... I have caught a cold in the past two days, a little fever. You, stay away from me, don't transmit it to you."

"Can you join the martial arts club, isn't it all strong in physical fitness? At this time, why can you catch a cold?"

"... Actual, I am very virtual."

Meng Chen moved to himself.

"oh?"

Ning Ling blinked twice, and stopped asking more.

Ning Ling is indeed a Xueba. The explanation of half an hour is easy to explain. Basically, the main points of the previous three days of mathematics lessons have been talked about.

Finally, when it was over, Meng Chen hurriedly stood up and said: "Thank you, the monitor, the other two doors, I can go back and read the book carefully.

"Well, okay."

Ning Ling nodded.

"Then I'm gone."

Meng Chen wrapped the windbreaker and confiscated even the dining plate. He walked out of the classroom quickly.

"This person is so strange ..."

Ning Ling muttered, and started to sort out the plate.

Nympho

After leaving the teaching building, Meng Chen finally calmed down.

It is not easy to practice to Yang Jue.

Wrapped in a windbreaker, he stunned his body and walked towards the house.

Back home, take a medicinal bath as usual, practice a poultry drama, and go to bed to sleep.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up.

Looking at the mobile phone by the pillow, it is really "buzzing".

Quickly pick up, and see that the magical interface has been opened again, with three messages on it.

Chen Manqing: Voice.

Chen Manqing: Voice.

Chen Manqing: Voice.

Nympho

"Man Qing ..."

Meng Hui was surprised.

Chen Manqing is his childhood, elementary school, middle school, high school classmate, and the dead party!

Quickly open the voice.

"Meng Chen, where are you? Why can I be able to contact you suddenly?"

"Meng Chen, I have passed through the world. Alas, I don’t know what to do ..."

"No, reply."

Nympho

"Where do you wear it? Where are you, can you pass it?"

There was a smile on the corner of Meng Chen's mouth, and a young boy looked like a high -visual mirror in front of her eyes.

Chen Manqing is a real school hegemony. Before the disappearance, he was a senior high school, senior high school. He was a study member in the class.

"... You are really ... I can't say it, I call this here as‘ the ancient world! ’I am okay, the current identity is the son of the barbaric king, which is pretty good."
To be continued...