Role-playing, Emperor Yanling shocked the whole school

As soon as these words came out, Gong Zhanglin couldn't help but thumped in his heart,
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yang looked like an abandoned house and knew a lot of things, so he didn't feel easy to coax.

Moreover, Jiang Yang is the owner of multiple abilities, a super S-level existence,

The tutors of the academy almost overwhelmed him. Just like Li Lingxin, he can't afford to mess with him.

"Where is it, the senior is doing normal freshman promotion, and Junior Jiang Yang and Junior Lingxin are indeed a golden couple.

"Senior, I wish you two fly together, have a happy marriage for a hundred years, and give birth to a precious son..."

Gong Zhanglin hurriedly slapped the horse, and the blessings began to flow.

Jiang Yang twitched the corner of his mouth, and found that this person really had no morals, he deserved to be in the paparazzi industry! ! !

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, anyway, if you want to post news about me in the future, you need my consent.

"You have no objection, senior."

As Jiang Yang said, he snapped his fingers, and suddenly an explosion flame appeared in the air.

Seeing this scene, how could Gong Zhanglin dare to say no, and immediately nodded to express his loyalty:
"Okay, okay, Junior Jiang Yang, follow the lead of Junior Jiang Yang in everything!!"

Jiang Yang nodded, and was quite satisfied with Gong Zhanglin's attitude, so he changed the subject and said:

"I'm a little puzzled. Aren't all college admissions students are C-level or above, why are you an E-level senior?"

As soon as these words came out, Gong Zhanglin was stunned for a moment, and then a little dissatisfied,

"Hehe, what are you talking about, you have an F-level, but I can't get in with an E-level?

"What's more, my ability is the E-level ability of serial number 877, text induction. Although it is not suitable for combat, it is a king-level ability to engage in journalism.

"The world of the Nighthawks needs me to be active, to ease everyone's boredom of fighting against natural disasters, and to discover the joys of life...

"When I graduate, I will definitely be a war correspondent among the Nighthawks, travel around the world, and dedicate myself to everyone's entertainment..."

Palace Chief Lin began to talk eloquently.

Jiang Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and interrupted him hastily.

Otherwise, he might keep talking, a proper narcissist.

"By the way, senior, do you know that there is a literature club in the college?" Jiang Yang decided to ask something serious.

It suddenly occurred to him that living with Gong Zhanglin was not a bad thing,

As the number one paparazzi of the college, this guy should have quite a lot of news and intelligence, and most importantly, he also controlled part of the public opinion.

"Literature Club? Why are you asking the Literature Club? Don't you join the Martial Arts Club?" Gong Zhanglin was surprised.

"Is there any problem?" Jiang Yang asked.

"Well, no, it's totally fine."

Gong Zhanglin hurriedly followed suit and introduced Jiang Yang:
"Now in the college, there are mainly two clubs.

"1 is the Martial Arts Club, where your sister Lingxin is the president.

"2 is the literature club, and Ms. An Yi is the president.

"In addition, there are sword associations and women's associations, but there are very few people."

"Ah, is An Yi the president of literature?"

Jiang Yang's eyes widened, quite shocked by the answer.

Hearing this, Gong Zhanglin was also shocked, Jiang Yang didn't care about the Martial Arts Club, why did he care about the Literature Club.

Wasn't he brought into the academy by Li Lingxin, choosing clubs instead of martial arts clubs?

"Yes, it's Miss An Yi." Gong Zhang Lin said.

Hearing Gong Zhanglin's affirmative answer, Jiang Yang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, feeling like he was being tricked by the system.

Before, I was worried that there was no literary club in the college. After all, this is the world of the Nighthawks, and it is right to advocate the supremacy of strength.
But it turns out that not only is there a literature club, but the president is also the opponent of senior sister Lingxin, An Yi! ! !
This really made him dumbfounded.

"Then, who do seniors think is the goddess of the literature club?"

"Nonsense, of course it's Miss An Yi, do you think it's Rose Jasmine?

"Well, although they are also beautiful, if we talk about goddesses, they must be Miss An Yi."

Gong Changlin said categorically.

Hearing this, Jiang Yang's face suddenly stiffened.

In fact, when I heard that An Yi is the president of the literature club, I would think that she must be the goddess of the literature club.
It's just that he didn't want to believe the reality, so he asked one more question to confirm again.

It's uncomfortable now, to complete the role-playing task, doesn't it mean joining the literature club, then confessing to An Yi, and then being ruthlessly rejected by An Yi.

The refusal is for sure, after all, because of Senior Lingxin, An Yi probably doesn't like him very much.

It's just a confession, it's a bit uncomfortable, if senior sister Lingxin finds out, won't I become the real version of Chen Shimei?

It would be no wonder if Senior Lingxin didn't freeze into ice slag! ! !
So... what to do?

"Why, Junior Brother, do you want to join the Literature Club?"

Gong Zhanglin took a step forward, his eyes gleamed with a light that had dug a big melon.

"No, I'm just asking, don't post the news casually," Jiang Yang said.

Gong Zhanglin swallowed immediately, suppressing the urge to post news again.

After finishing talking with Gong Zhanglin, Jiang Yang began to pack his things, tidy his bed and table... At the same time, he was thinking about how to complete the role-playing task.

To join the literature club, it is necessary to confess your love for An Yi. The key is how to confess your love without knowing it. You can't let everyone know, especially Lingxin senior sister.

Otherwise, if things get serious, the whole school, teachers and students will come to eat his melons.

After thinking about it for an hour, Jiang Yang couldn't think of any clever plan.

I can only take one step at a time, join the literature club first, and find a time when no one is around, and confess my love to An Yi.

This task shouldn't be very difficult, after all, An Yi seems to hate himself, so he will definitely reject him.
And according to An Yi's arrogance, she may not necessarily tell the matter.

After he completes the role-playing task and is completely free, he can fly side by side with senior sister Lingxin.

Well, let's do that first.

While cleaning up, Jiang Yang finalized the next action plan.

At 4:[-] p.m., Jiang Yang officially completed the admission procedures for freshmen and entered the "Nuwa" system of Tianxuan College. At the same time, he received a special mobile phone and a customized school uniform.

According to Gong Changlin's introduction, the dedicated mobile phone is the research result of the academy's research department, and each Nighthawk has one, which is bound to the user's iris.

Divided into student version and graduate version, the two versions are slightly different,
The former focuses on college study, while the latter focuses on local work.

Users can log in to the Nuwa system through a dedicated computer,

The higher the user's level, the higher the authority, and the more support he can get from "Nvwa"...