Yuanshin: The sickly Leishen is in my class

Not only will his reputation be ruined, but Gu Cheng's assets that he has struggled for for many years will also be wiped out. Even if he is released from prison, his life will not be easy.

Gu Cheng, who has no power, no power and no money, let him play around?

Lu Chen smiled sadly, who can compare to him than a villain?In the previous life, he was the one who ruled Dao's wife as a superior person. What kind of conspiracy and tricks have you never seen?

He used to be a man who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and he has a lot of experience in how to beat his opponents physically and mentally.

He has already started to think about whether to bribe some of Mr. Gu Cheng's inmates to make his prison life happier.

Hmm... the kind of inmate who helps pick up soap in the shower.

(It can be understood as Jiege)

Life is better than death.

...

On the other side of the city, in a seaside villa halfway up the mountain, Gu Cheng stared blankly at the desolate house.

In order to hire the best lawyer to fight the lawsuit, he has almost exhausted everything, and many valuable furniture and collections have been moved out.

The whole living room was empty.

Because at this time, that damned old woman also gave up on him, leaving no trace of the past affection, extremely heartless.

Jiashi Entertainment even wanted to bite back. This was the most desperate thing. In the savings he had squandered over the years, there was actually not much money left.

Gu Cheng lowered his head, his eye sockets were sunken, his cheeks were thin, and he had long lost the spirit that dominated the music scene back then.

The agent looked at the big star who looked like a bereaved dog, and put down the materials in his hand with a blank expression.

"These are the company's contract termination procedures, take a look."

Gu Cheng said nothing.

"Also, today is the last time I come here. The police will come in a while, so I won't say anything else. You can do it yourself."

The manager was about to leave after saying that, at this moment Gu Cheng raised his head and said beggingly:

"Wait, don't go!"

Seeing his inhuman appearance, the manager took a step back in disgust.

"Don't go, I'm not begging you to terminate the contract, I'm begging you..."

Gu Cheng clutched his chest, shivering as if catching a cold.

"Can you, can you bring me some, the kind they used, the kind..."

The manager understood immediately, he ignored Gu Cheng, turned around and left.

When the door was closed, the manager sneered, "I really don't know what to do."

Chapter 82 Huang Xing Wants to Eat Sweets

After the dust settled, on a sunny morning, Huang Xing heard the system prompt.

[Let the Wind of Mond Blow Here: Help Wendy's "Song by the Sea" album sell well and occupy the top three or three weeks on the charts]

[The task has been completed, the reward is 3200 rough stones, and the real world currency is 320 million yuan]

[To obtain special skills in the real world, please choose one of the following skills, and the skills will take effect immediately]

【1.自由搏击大师；2.户外钓鱼高手；3.园艺花卉养殖；4.通俗小说家之魂；5.美妆大师】

Huang Xing chose [Popular Novelist's Soul] without hesitation.

At this moment, Huang Xing suddenly felt as if there were a lot more things in his mind. Although there was no obvious change in his body, he just felt that his mind had expanded a lot in an instant.

He looked around, in the quiet classroom, silently staring at his purple eyes, and the white clouds blown by the morning breeze outside the window...

There are seagulls skipping over the youthful students on the playground, and Haizhou Middle School is full of greenery.

What a beautiful world, Huang Xing suddenly felt like a poetic...

Hmm... Huang Xing suppressed the surprise in his heart, and found the waste manuscript with only forty words from the chemistry textbook.

Then, continue writing on it.

What does it mean to write like a spring, Huang Xing seems to be overlooking the whole world, his perception of many things has reached a higher level, and he can't wait to express his inspiration and thoughts with his pen.

Thousands of years ago in Liyue Land, there were scenes of joys and sorrows, and Huang Xing felt the same with them.

...

When get out of class was over, Lei Yinghua propped his chin and looked at Huang Chen's vigorous writing, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Aying...don't bother me..."

"I..."

"I'm coming out..."

what came outWhy does Lei Movie think this is so weird?

Coupled with Huang Chen's tense cheeks, heavy breathing, and contracting body muscles...

The more you look at it, the weirder it becomes, and the more you look at it, the dirtier it becomes.

"..."

Shadow suddenly blushed.

Why is it so like... Hey, forget it...

Ying found that she had been led badly by Huang Xing, why was she always thinking about lewd things.

But she still didn't disturb Huang Xing, she glanced past the full page of manuscript paper, knowing that Huang Xing was busy with writing.

It was really a strange scene. Normally, when Shenzi asked him to write, he couldn't hold back many words in an hour, but now he looked like he wished he had eight hands to write.

"No, the efficiency is too slow!"

Huang Xing took out the mobile phone that was clearly listed as contraband by the head teacher, and tapped on it with his fingers quickly.

The speed was so fast that even afterimages appeared, Zhou Yang, who wanted to be idle, was stunned.

"Damn, it's the second formula of Quantum Fluctuation Speed ​​Reading!"

"Quantum fluctuation typing!"

Huang Xing didn't have time to pay attention to him. Now his thoughts were flowing like a spring, and many spirits came out, so he had to write them down as soon as possible.

Of course, everything has a price.

He is currently in a state of brain overload, and feels more and more tired as he writes. If it is not for the 6 o'clock physical strength, he may faint by this time.

As a result, the first thing after school was to beg Ying to take him to the dessert shop.

Huang Xing held his forehead, feeling a little dizzy, he urgently needed sweets to satisfy his hungry brain.

"Ah Chen, are you okay?" Ying's eyes were full of worry, and she saw that bloodshot eyes appeared in Huang Chen's eyes.

"it's okay no problem..."

Huang Xing waved his hand, knowing that he was just using his brain too much, "Give me dessert, I want dessert! Take me to the dessert shop you often go to..."

Lei Yingying couldn't help laughing, Huang Xing, who has always disliked sweets, would sometimes have the same taste as hers.

After leaving the school gate, Lei Yinghua led Huang Chen for a while, and came to the dessert shop where she often visited when skipping classes.

After ordering two milk teas and two macaron cakes, the two sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"what--"

"awesome!"

Satisfied, Huang Xing put down the half of the milk tea in his hand, and saw the indelible smile in the purple eyes on the opposite side.

For some reason, he laughed too.

"I've never felt that sweets are such a wonderful thing..." Huang Xing smiled and lowered his head, looking at the macaron cake in front of him.

The colorful macarons are placed in a white porcelain plate, small and round, and the setting sun hits them through the floor-to-ceiling windows, each one looks cute and vivid.

"A Ying~" Huang Xing made a long sound.

"Huh?" Ying propped his chin and looked at him.

"For the great task of us reopening the gate of Tevat and making Daowa prosperous again, I sacrificed myself and sacrificed myself for others. It is glorious and heroic. As the ruler of Daowa's entire territory and one of the gods of Tevat, can you comfort me? My hurt young heart?"

Ying's eyes blinked, and after listening to Huang Xing's long and unclear words, his brain went down for 0.5 seconds.

Then she realized that this guy was talking nonsense again.

She rolled her eyes wide.

"speak English!"

Huang Chen smiled and said, "I'm tired, feed me!"

Shadow's expressionless face.

Huang Xing quickly let his body collapse on the chair, pretending to be unable to take care of himself.

"Ah, what a ruthless Aying, seeing your husband sacrificed so much for the great cause, don't you want to show it?"

After he finished speaking, there was a long silence across the table.

a second...

two seconds...

Several seconds passed, and there was still no sound.

Huang Xing couldn't pretend anymore, quietly opened his eyes, and took a sneak peek at her.

Then I saw Ying covering his mouth, trying to hold back a smile.

But still didn't feed him.

"Oh..." Huang Xing curled his lips in disappointment, and sat up again, "If you don't feed me, I won't feed you, I'll eat by myself..."

Ying took the first step to take away Huang Xing's macarons, leaving him with nothing to eat.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Huang Chen said helplessly, "It's too much! Can I eat it by myself?"

Unexpectedly, Ying inserted a piece of pink macaron with a fork, and handed it to his mouth with a smile.

"what--"

Huang Xing stared at the pink cake that was close at hand, and then looked at the smiling shadow, suspecting that she was still teasing him.

After opening her mouth for a while, she will definitely take it away!

Cunning Aying!snort!

Even though he thought so, Huang Xing was still willing to be fooled, because Ying's appearance was so cute.

like teasing a cat...

Huang Xing opened his mouth cooperatively, but what he expected didn't happen. The tip of his tongue touched the sweet and soft surface of the cake.

There is that sweet taste between his lips and teeth, if he usually eats this kind of food, he will probably say that it is too sweet, too sweet.

But for some reason, today's dessert is extraordinarily delicious.

Chapter 83 Little writer, so rampant

After returning home, the first thing Huang Xing did was sort out what he had written during the day.

To sum up the inspiration, the written manuscripts are either handwritten or electronic, and he has organized them all into electronic documents.

Then came the time of submission, which pleased the editor-in-chief Yae.

Yae Shenzi held the tablet computer that Huang Chen handed him, his thoughts seemed to be immersed in it, and he didn't say a word.

After a while, she raised her head slightly and looked at Huang Chen in disbelief.

"You guy? Are you finally enlightened?"

"There are a few paragraphs that even I, the most powerful editor who has read countless manuscripts... all think they are brilliant! Really good!"

"It seems that my urging and teaching day and night some time ago is still very useful!"