idol king

Chapter 7 007: Kidnapping Wang Xizhi and writing a love letter to Ding Jianguo
"Jiang Fei, don't you run out of breath?"

When Jiang Fei was sitting on the seat reading a book, Xie Jifei next door looked stupid. The other students were running out of breath in the summer, and Jiang Fei was obviously chatting with someone while running. Don't take a breath?
"Sportsman, operate normally."

Then Xie Jifei pointed to another big vajra skinny monkey in the back row, he was a good runner, and he was running so hot that he slapped his fan.

"Um, sports students, there is also a gap!"

Jiang Fei didn't give much explanation. This is probably because of the kidnapping of Simonska. The stamina is indeed different, and the bounce also feels a great bonus. I feel it when I run, and the soles of my feet are as comfortable as springs.

The class in the morning is the most terrifying old three: counting foreign languages.

But Jiang Fei is a bit boring now. Regardless of whether he has a system, has a photographic memory, and has the skills of a language expert, he is back to the age of 18 this time, and it is safe to enter a good school in the college entrance examination.

In his previous life, he got the answers right several times during the college entrance examination. Just looking at the question types aroused his memory of the college entrance examination paper. Memorizing all the answers before the exam is a matter of grasping.

If you add his sports student bonus, don't say that 985/211 is the same as playing, blue and white Peking University is no problem.

It's just that once in his life, he found that he was still not interested in these things, even when he was in a good state of mind, he felt sleepy when he saw those numbers and letters.

So he is still not suitable for exam-oriented education. In this life, he will definitely regain the regret of failing the college entrance examination, but he may not necessarily go to college.

After all, if basketball is played in the finals this time, they can directly play in the professional league.

There's no need to skip class, the teacher doesn't care about him anyway, so from the first class, he began to think about how to increase his popularity and use his status as a time traveler to make money to supplement his family.

Jiang Fei's home is located in a 100-square-meter old community in Caochangmen, Gulou District, Jinling. His parents are now system workers with dead wages, so the family savings are not much.

In order to provide for Jiang Fei's education, his father, Jiang Yudong, works as a part-time skating coach to earn some extra money, so he is very classy.

At this stage, my mother, Hu Chunlai, seemed to have made a little money by buying stocks with colleagues, and then accepted it as soon as it was good.

If my mother chooses to invest all her money in that stock at this time, then next year, Jiang Fei will have to move to a new house, oh no, a new villa.

But now it’s unrealistic for Jiang Fei to persuade his parents to put money all-in into stocks, they will never listen to him, so the best way is to make the first pot of gold by himself, and then invest in stocks, World Cup NBA lottery tickets, or even real estate Anywhere is fine.

Although Jiang Fei has a lot of things he wants to do now, he can do very little with his identity, and he doesn't have any channels, but he can follow the popular route of the most popular online novel!

Correct!
It's like writing a novel! !

Jiang Fei glanced at "Mercenary World" hidden in his desk, and then fiddled with the UC browser on his Nokia phone.

I found out that I can make some extra money by writing novels!
In this era, there is no Douyin or Xiaopozhan, and reading novels is the best form of entertainment.

It is also the fastest and most profitable part-time way for him to earn money.

And he found that many novels in the previous life were not available in this life, and this life is a bit of a rhythm of ritual and music, no wonder the students couldn't learn it one by one.

It's a pity that he didn't bring that broken computer to school. It was originally bought by his father to watch basketball videos for him, and it was just right for typing.

So he spent a math class preparing to go back at night and open a novel about mortals. All mortals in the world are just like his previous life. Although he is a mortal, he still has the same restless heart as he does now. !
"Mobile phone code words are too slow, go back to computer code at night."

Jiang Fei, who roughly recalls the plot, is full of fighting spirit, and it feels wonderful that the style can bloom in two ways.

In the second Chinese class, I couldn't be lazy, and I had to form a team to memorize the text. The team leader at the front desk was strict and kept staring at Jiang Fei.

But at this time, he also saw Banhua Ding Jianguo who turned around in the front row next door and showed a pretty face.

Fair and rosy skin, beautiful melon-seeded face, deep eyebrows, big watery eyes, coupled with her curly hair with a bit of burgundy, delicate arms holding books stuck on the front and back tables, moving Read it quite casually.

This overflowing sense of youth!
This TM is youth!

It was the first time in 10 years that Jiang Fei saw his high school crush at close range, oh no, the girl that all the boys in the class had a crush on, Jiang Fei still felt a throbbing in his heart, not to say that he admired it, but it just felt good.

Ding Jianguo, a class flower in Class 2 of the third year of high school, is tall and a mixed-race Guli. Jiang Fei had nothing to do with her in her previous life.

But there must be an intersection in this life.

Anyway, it's my 18th year, so let's make up for the regrets of that year!Who hasn't been a goddess in school days? Back then, he was a shy little girl, but now he thinks that face is the most worthless thing!
Must tease.

What if this group of flowers in the previous life also liked me, wouldn't that be the case?

If I am young and promising and not inferior, I know what is precious!

Jiang Fei still wants to make up for some regrets in his youth in his previous life.

But it's not the one in "Charlotte's Annoyance" where you forcefully kiss Qiu Ya at the beginning of the school, but the most youthful campus way: pass a note!
Jiang Fei squinted his eyes and read the content of the language document again, and determined that the culture of this parallel time and space is somewhat lacking, many good articles are gone, and there are many fewer powerful literati.

The low hand took the Nokia in the drawer and searched for the next sentence, very good, no one wrote it.

Handwriting is not good?
fine!

"System, I want to kidnap calligraphy superstar Wang Xizhi for 1 minute."

He exchanged 1 point in the system mall for 1 minute of calligraphy master Wang Xizhi's regular script ability, and quickly wrote a paragraph on the note.

He faced the note and handed it to Xie Jiji next to him:

"Fatty, pass it to Ding Jianguo in front of me."

"Ow."

Fatty Xie reluctantly hummed a few words, and passed the note forward.

Ding Jianguo looked around after getting the note, until Jiang Fei met Jiang Fei's eyes and Jiang Fei patted his chest confidently to say that I gave it to you.

She lowered her head in surprise and opened the note. When she saw what was written in it, her pupils trembled. She pointed at Jiang Fei in disbelief, and her beautiful lips spoke slowly:

"You...you wrote it?"

"Hmm." Jiang Fei nodded, his eyes revealing confidence.

Ban Hua, who had a somewhat cheerful personality, was burned hot by Jiang Feijiong's eyes. Ding Jianguo lowered his head and stepped on the foot of the chair with his legs, and looked at it carefully again.

What she refers to is not just the content, but the round, beautiful, delicate and elegant words that catch the eye, so beautiful!
Having studied calligraphy, she immediately fell in love with this word.

Take a closer look at the content, the more you look at it, the more you feel it. It's hard to believe that it was written by the sports student in the class?

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people who look at the scenery stand on the bridge and look at you;
The bright moon adorns your windows, and you adorn other people's dreams. "

Me, adorning his dream?

(End of this chapter)