My friends are gods

Chapter 33 Write like a god

After Zhou Wanqing vomited, she took the mineral water from Song Qiming, rinsed her mouth, and spit out the mineral water: "Bah, you'll just talk sarcasticly, and when I want to ride the roller coaster, you can't stop me from letting me go." Go? You are a man, can't you control me, a weak woman?"

Song Qiming: "..."

When you mocked me just now, you weren't weak at all.

Sure enough, women are unreasonable animals.

Only women and villains are difficult to raise, and the ancients did not deceive me.

……

The whole day was spent in the playground.

Zhou Wanqing played all the exciting items in the playground, and afterwards lamented that it was not fun at all.

Regarding this, Song Qiming could only smile wryly.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Zhou Wanqing was sent back to the villa.

"After school starts, I will give you a surprise."

With her eyes flickering twice, Zhou Wanqing showed a mysterious smile to Song Qiming, turned around and bounced back to the villa.

surprise?

Song Qiming looked puzzled, what kind of surprise was it?
He especially hates these people who only speak half of their words, which makes people crazy.

Sighing and shaking his head, Song Qiming, who couldn't think of any surprises, had to go back alone.

New Year's Day and Saturday and Sunday are fused together, and there are homework that have not been written yet.

This made Song Qiming very upset.

University is relatively easy, there is no homework, there are very few, and it is fine if you don't write, but Song Qiming's teacher is different. If you don't write, you will definitely be called.

Thinking of the teachers in the school, Song Qiming felt very tired and wanted to graduate early. It would be great if he could have a new teacher.

There are few young and beautiful teachers in the school, and most of them are very old-fashioned.

……

After a simple dinner, Song Qiming lay on the bed, took out his mobile phone, checked the time, and planned to do his homework.

However, just after seeing the time of [-]:[-], the phone rang with a "ding dong".

At that moment, Song Qiming's eyes brightened up.

Someone gave out a red envelope!
What homework, what teacher, what Zhou Wanqing's surprise, at this moment, all were thrown out of her mind.

What is more important than grabbing a red envelope?
Hastily opened the chat software.

Taishang Laojun: "I just wandered around for a few days, why is no one giving me face?"

It can be analyzed from this sentence that Taishang Laojun, a dignified saint, did not grab the red envelope.

Great Sage Equaling Heaven: "Old man, you are a dignified saint, one of the Three Purities, you can have everything you want, why bother to grab red envelopes from us juniors?"

Frankly speaking, Sun Houzi is also thousands of years old... Monkey, calling himself a junior at this time, although there is nothing wrong with it, still feels weird.

Marshal Tianpeng: "I agree with Brother Hou's statement 1 times. Look at Tianzun, when did you grab the red envelope?"

Ding dong.

System prompt: Monkey King and Marshal Canopy have been silenced by the administrator Taishang Laojun.

"Well, I feel much more comfortable now." Taishang Laojun was very satisfied.

Lu Dongbin: "..."

Zhenjun Erlang: "..."

Western Queen:"……"

East China Sea Dragon King: "..."

Wen Quxing: "..."

Many gods lined up, all sending out a series of ellipses, expressing their speechlessness.

The administrator can't mess with it.

Yuanshi Tianzun, one of the Three Purities, is the leader of the group, while the Taishang Laojun and the leader of Tongtian are both administrators.

Song Qiming looked at the chat content and found several new faces.

It can't be said that they are new faces. The names of those gods are all over Song Qiming's ears. It's just the first time he saw these gods come out in the chat group.

For example - the Dragon King of the East China Sea, the Queen Mother of the West, Wenquxing and other gods.

"I'm in a good mood, I'll give you a red envelope for fun." Taishang Laojun.

After typing this line, an image of a red envelope appeared on Song Qiming's screen.

Song Qiming hurriedly reached out to order some red envelopes.

"Get the red envelope from Taishang Laojun: Qi Condensation Pill, which has been stored in the storage space."

"Ning Qi Pill: It has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, which can quickly restore calm emotions."

He obtained a Qi Condensation Pill.

Song Qiming nodded slightly and smiled happily. Although the efficacy is not very good, it is a very practical elixir.

After all, it is also a red envelope sent by the Taishang Laojun. Even the leftovers of alchemy are extremely precious.

Queen Mother of the West: "This old gentleman is really generous."

Dragon King of the East China Sea: "It seems that I am in a good mood, and I have snatched a Nine Revolving Pill."

Lu Dongbin: "That's right, that's right. I just planned to learn the refining method of the Resurrection Pill, so I grabbed a Resurrection Pill. Now I can study it."

"..."

Almost all the gods got extremely expensive pills.

Looking at the scrolling fonts on the screen and thinking about the Qi Condensation Pill he got, Song Qiming wished he could drop his phone.

Nima, others are Jiuzhuan Pill and Resurrection Pill, but I am only Qi Condensation Pill?

This gap is too big! !
This gap is not only big, it is so big that there is no limit, just like the gap between Song Qiming's strength and Sun Houzi's strength.

Song Qiming was very tired.

"Hahaha, I snatched a Sanyang Pill, which is exactly what I want, and it solves my urgent need. I will also give everyone a red envelope."

Wen Quxing, who hadn't appeared when the screen was swiped just now, suddenly uttered such a sentence at this time.

Song Qiming's eyes brightened instantly.

There is another red envelope to grab.

On the screen, a red envelope pattern appeared, and Song Qiming clicked on it as quickly as possible.

"Get Wenquxing's red envelope: write like a god. It has been stored in the storage space."

"Writing is as if there is a god: where the mind is, the pen is going to it, there is no need to worry about it, as if there is a god to help."

This is a spell, if you use it, you can write like a god.

"Madan!"

Song Qiming jumped up from the bed: "Believe it or not, I dropped my phone."

Originally, I thought I could get some good things, such as exercises, elixir, etc., but who knew it was an auxiliary type of thing.

"By the way, all the gods, are you all targeting me when you send out red envelopes?"

Feeling overwhelmed, Song Qiming entered this line of words on the phone and pressed the send button.

Originally, other people's things are good, and your own things are useless, so the gap should not be too big.

Wen Quxing: "Why did Xiaoyou Song say that, I'm just sending out red envelopes fairly?"

Queen Mother Xi: "Little friend Song is being stingy."

Dragon King of the East China Sea: "I just took a look at what Song Xiaoyou snatched, and I wrote it like a god. Such a good spell, you actually despise it?"

Taishang Laojun: "Well... If you write with a spirit, this is a good spell."

Song Qiming: "..."

what?
Is this still a good spell?

What can a bad pen be used for? Why do all the gods in the group say that this spell is good.

Song Qiming: "Aren't you lying to me?"

Wen Quxing: "What are we lying to you for? This is a charm that I developed, and I am quite proud of it. Although the grade is not high, it is better than anyone can use it. Writing talismans consumes very little on your own, and for another example, using it to describe a formation map, the same is true, so that you can minimize your own consumption, but the finished product level is exactly the same, isn't it a good item?"

Taishang Laojun: "That's right, Xiaoyou Song, the brushwork you got is really not a low-level thing."

Queen Mother of the West: "So, today's young people are just not satisfied."

Dragon King of the East China Sea: "Little guy, there is still a long way to go, so don't aim too high."

(End of this chapter)