After talking with Changhe, Fang Jing hung up the phone and clicked on the Penguin Book Friends group. First, he sent a rainbow cat and blue rabbit expression, and then the group announcement put a message on the top. ¤88¤¤reading, .☆.

"The new book "Swordsman" has been released."

"I'll go, it's been so long since I disappeared, and I thought you didn't write anymore?"

"Author, can you write my Bi Yao alive before posting a new book?"

"I have just seen it, martial arts, and I thought it was an illusion. In the Liangfen, I have to look at the palace to have an extra eunuch, but I still have a vote to support it."

Lin Pingzhi: "Big, I'm the protagonist! I'm so excited! I'll definitely give you a reward when you sign a contract."

"By the way, Lin Pingzhi is so handsome, with a jade-like face, gentle and full of justice. What's important is that there is still money at home."

"Master, let me ask, how do you know what I look like in real life?"

Yu Canghai: "On the upper floor, are you shameless? According to this plot, your Fuwei Escort Agency will soon have a boxed lunch."

Lin Pingzhi: "Nonsense! I am the protagonist, how can I get a lunch box?"

Yu Canghai: "Haha, do you see the title of the chapter? Destroy the family!"

"Master, is this old thief's saying true?"

Lin Pingzhi just saw that he appeared, but he didn't want to die just like that.

Fang Jing was amused and crying, "Don't worry, you can't die. Not only will you not die, but you will also practice peerless martial arts in the martial arts world."

Lin Pingzhi: "Thank you, you are a good person, give me a pack of cigarettes."

"Stop giving rewards! Everyone's money is hard-earned, and I'm not short of money either."

Fang Jing said with great righteousness, and I don’t know who cried and asked for reward when he first opened Zhuxian.

This time he released it on the site, and only borrowed the Yuedian platform and would not sell copyrights, so the corresponding rewards and subscription share will be greatly reduced.

I could have obtained half of it, but now I don’t have half. It would be great if I could get twenty yuan at a price of 100 yuan. "Eight" "Reading "Book, 2■⊥

Linghu Chong: "Great mighty! When will I appear? Isn't it a supporting role?" Prodigal Qingcheng: "Songshan, Taishan, Hengshan, Huashan, Hengshan, Five Mountains Sword Sect, what did the author think about?"

"It's much better than those who sell dog meat with the help of sheep. It's obviously a martial arts book, but it's still a ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding

The story of the story: "I still like the Xichuan people's setting, wearing barefoot in green and wearing white cloth on their heads. In order to commemorate Wuhou Zhuge Liang, the white cloth still did not leave their heads for a thousand years.

That’s right! I’m Nishikawa Yin!”

Fang Jing only sent 10,000 words, five chapters, talking about Lin Pingzhi's return home, someone in the Fuwei Escort Agency died for no reason.

Then his father Lin Zhennan learned that he had killed a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect and the family was in trouble.

The facts proved that the effect was pretty good, and everyone discussed it very fiercely, not as unbearable as Changhe said. After all, Master Jing is famous.

...

After a while, Fang Jing received a call from Xiao Wenjing, and the two chatted for a while.

Fang Hui frowned all night, her fingers holding the pen were slumped, and she became more annoyed the more she wrote, especially Fang Jing occupied her computer.

That's right, the computer's surname is now Hui, although Fang Jing doesn't admit it.

"Brother! Can you go out and call? It made me disturb."

"knew!"

Fang Jing said as he went downstairs to the yard. When he came back more than ten minutes later, Fang Huiren was no longer in the living room and ran to the room. The door was locked tightly.

"Bang bang bang! Fang Hui, open the door for me, have you finished your homework?"

"Brother... I have a tight chest and a little headache. If you have something to do, I'll go to bed first."

Fang Jing was covered in black lines, and he could still hear the sound of the keyboard typing while standing outside the door.

"You are fooling around, the lights are not turned off?"

"Tao!" The light went out as soon as he said it.

Scenery:...

"Forget it, you'd better play with the light on the light. The light on the computer screen will hurt your eyes. You will regret it if you have any in the future."

"Click!" The light lit up again.

"You still dare to say you are sleeping? Wait for me tomorrow!"

Fang Hui:...

The next day, Fang Hui ran away with her schoolbag on her back, without any noise. Fang Jing got up at 8 o'clock and saw no one.

Wash your face and brush your teeth for breakfast. Today, Fang Jing wore a simple black jacket with jeans and Martin shoes. He arrived at No. 2 Middle School at 9:50.

Last night, Xiao Wenjing called him and asked him to come to the school today. The school leaders invited him to give a speech during class and share some learning experiences with his younger classmates.

Fang Jing also had a headache. What’s there to say? When I was studying, I often skipped classes, went to Internet cafes, and worked?

But Xiao Wenjing had already agreed. He couldn't go, otherwise the phone would come again later.

...

The school is ten to twenty years of recess. Fang Jing has been familiar with her for three years, but it is not time to finish class yet. The playground is empty, and the campus is full of the sound of reading aloud.

"I have to follow him and she it..."

"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as paved as a brim..."

On the first floor, in the last row of Class 5, Grade 9, a short-haired girl was bowing her head to beat King of Glory in class.

Suddenly, she glanced at a black shadow sticking to the window. She thought she was the class tour teacher, and her face turned pale and cold sweat broke out.

"The young lady arrived and they all went away!"

Seeing that the group started, she didn't dare to move at this moment, and instantly sold four teammates in the black screen.

When I was caught in class, I was caught and I was confiscated. I could only get it back at the end of the period. Yao Tiantian narrowed her eyes and tried to make the most beautiful smile in her life. She turned to look at the black shadow that was so powerful that she could kill Qiandao.

"Hi!"

Fang Jing waved his hand and said hello. This was his seat before, and the words "Drought" engraved by Chen Jinpeng on the table were still there.

"You are... Fangjing!"

Yao Tiantian blushed slightly when she saw that she was a handsome guy, and she was also glad that she was not a teacher.

For a moment, she felt that this face looked familiar, and she recognized it two seconds later and accidentally called her name.

Fang Jing is a famous person in No. 2 Middle School, and countless juniors admire him. He has face when he goes out to show off. Who makes no stars in other schools?

"Yao Tiantian, stand up for me! What are you mad at the class?"

Chinese teacher He Zongchao glared, and almost got down half of the chalk. He was stunned when he saw the figure outside the window.

Of course he knew Fang Jing. After a year of training, he was also a regular in the office and was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with him.

Seeing that he was discovered, Fang Jing nodded with a smile, turned around and was about to leave.

This old guy used to be the director of the teaching, and he skipped class and fell into the hands of the other party many times. Fortunately, he was not punished even if he had good grades, but he left a shadow in his heart.

"Fang Jing! Stop for me, why are you running?" He Zongchao leaned out and shouted.

Under the wall, Fang Jing paused, "Yes! What am I running? I'm all graduated."

He was about to jump over the wall just now, but there was no way. The sound was so familiar that he would have subconsciously reacted. If Chen Jinpeng were here, he would probably have been outside the wall.

"Hahaha! It's nothing, aren't you afraid of delaying your class?"

"come over."

"Why!"

He was led into the classroom, Fang Jing stood skillfully in the door with his hands behind his back, burying his head.

"I don't need to introduce this to you, right? Your senior, Fang Jing, has just graduated for two years, and may have seen him in the first year of junior high school."

"He has good grades and is the first in the exam every time. Everyone should learn from him." 11
Chapter completed!