The strongest Three Realms chat group

Chapter 9
"These seven dragon balls are for children to watch. Is Monkey King angry?"

Qin Mo was so nervous that he held his breath tightly. He kept staring at the screen, waiting for Monkey King's reply, but there was no movement for a long time, and he felt a little uneasy.

"Damn it, I wouldn't post it if I knew it earlier, would someone see through my identity! Then kick me out of the group. If that's the case, it will be a big loss."

Half an hour later, after ordering several glasses of juice in a row, we finished them, Zhinv and Fairy Caique started chatting about weaving fairy grass, and Monkey King came out.

Monkey King: @我有一个小鸡子, Zhang Guolao, why are the comic strips you sent me incomplete, the story is not over yet, there is the same name as Monkey King and my old grandson?And who is Frieza, the overlord of the universe? He looks like Chiyou from the demon world.

Monkey King: Hurry up, my old grandson is looking very happy, I want to know how this arrogant demon was killed by my old grandson in the end.Hurry up, my old grandson is not a stingy person, if you need help in the future, just ask!

……

After swiping the screen for a while, Qin Mo's sweat was about to flow out. The speed of the gods was so fast that he couldn't keep up with his own reply. No wonder it was so difficult to succeed in grabbing red envelopes.

In the end, I had no choice but to type one word: stop!

The Great Sage's swiping screen stopped for an instant, but three seconds later, there was another waterfall.

Monkey King: Ouch, Zhang Guolao, my old grandson is dying of anxiety, hurry up?

Erlang God: What demon Frieza?Exploding the planet with one finger?Who in the Three Realms has such great supernatural powers?
Cute Jade Rabbit: [Cute expression]!
Qin Mo hurriedly typed: Wait a minute, Great Sage, there are still many volumes in the back, Xiaoxian will find them for you, and send them to you soon.

Without returning to the dormitory, Qin Mo rushed to the Xinhua Bookstore immediately and ran to the comic section.

"Dragon Ball" has been finished for so many years, and now One Piece and Naruto are popular all over the world. It took me a long time to find the complete book, and I paid for it under the eyes of the salesperson.

Qin Mo was annoyed by the salesperson's disdainful eyes, I like watching anime!What's wrong?I am an otaku!

My mobile phone has the function of scanning and sending, if I knew it would be a one-stop service, I would save money.

Unable to bear the few mocking glances, Qin Mo ran away dejectedly with the Dragon Balls in his arms. He looked back at the bookstore and thought that he would rely on this 'book collection' to get along in the group from now on.

After running to the lawn of the park, Qin Mo took out his mobile phone and started contacting Monkey King.

I have a little donkey: Great Sage, are you there?

Monkey King: Here, Zhang Guolao, hurry up and distribute red envelopes!

Erlang Shen: Hey, it's time to practice hand speed. Without a vest, you're just a scumbag!
Monkey King: My son, even with the dog paws around you, you can’t defeat this Monkey King.

Roaring Sky Dog: Woah!
I didn't bother to pay attention to Monkey King and Erlang God, he directly clicked the scan and send QR code in the group function,

Align the two volumes of comics.

With a flash of light, the two volumes of comics disappeared on the grass.

Although Qin Mo bought the entire comic book this time, a total of more than 40 volumes, he would not be so stupid as to send it all at once. He only sent the 25th and 26th volumes after the 27th volume.

"Hey, Monkey King has received your red envelope."

"Hey, Nezha has received your red envelope."

Monkey King: ...Zhang Guolao, don't tell my old grandson that the contents of these two comics are different!
Nezha: Dragon Ball 26?What the hell?
Soon, Monkey King found out that what he had just grabbed was "Dragon Ball 27", and what he had watched before was 25, but Nezha just grabbed 26. Suddenly, the whole monkey felt bad.

Monkey King: "Little Nezha, send me the coordinates and my grandson wants to chat with you! [Emoji with gritted teeth]!"

Nezha sends shared location.

"Da Leiyin Temple! [Satisfied expression]!"

Monkey King: ...Forget it, my old grandson hates seeing Tathagata with big hair.

Erlang Shen: I really want to be suppressed for another 500 years, la la la...

After posting the manga, and seeing nothing from the Great Sage, Qin Mo suddenly found that there were several missed calls on his mobile phone, all of which were from 'President Song Yan'.

"Haha, there is an art exhibition for welcoming new students this afternoon, I almost forgot about it." Qin Mo slapped his head.

At the beginning of the school year, various clubs and clubs will be held on campus these days, and the comic club is no exception.

Qin Mo used to be an otaku who liked to draw comics, and he had a crush on the beautiful president, so he joined the comics club in his freshman year.

The school's humanistic atmosphere is strong, and the comic club is also considered a big club of the school. Every year, it organizes activities to welcome new students to attract more freshmen to join the comic club.

Activities include anime cosplay performances and painting exhibitions.In terms of painting skills, Qin Mo is also top-notch in the comics club. In this year's freshman painting exhibition, two spots were specially reserved for his works.

Song Yan's phone call should be about this, and Qin Mo didn't bother to watch the gods tease her, so she hurriedly carried her schoolbag and ran towards the campus.

Before the holiday, he had already prepared two paintings, which he was very satisfied with, one was a landscape painting and the other was a sketch of a beauty.

When he came to the club activity room, he found that there were not many people there. Qin Mo thought that they were all going to participate in the exhibition, so he went straight to his locker.

At this moment in the event room, Wang Che was holding Luo Shanshan's waist, chatting with the president Song Yan.

Song Yan, the beautiful president of the manga club, is a well-known campus beauty of Tunghai University. She is not only good-looking, but also versatile.Many of the members who joined the manga club were directed at her.

Even Wang Che originally joined the comic club with this idea, but after countless rejections, he found that the other party had no interest in him at all, and gradually changed his target.

Seeing that Song Yan's brows were faintly impatient, she seemed unwilling to chat with Wang Che, when she saw Qin Mo coming in, she greeted her with a smile on her pretty face: "Qin Mo, your phone calls just now It doesn't make sense, it's the art exhibition for the new students in the afternoon, and everyone went to Xiaolangdi in the teaching area, so you missed it."

In the manga club, Qin Mo is second only to her as a painter, even dabbling in oil painting and landscape ink painting. As for the basic skills of manga, such as sketching and sketching, Song Yan is not even as good as Qin Mo.

Seeing Wang Che and Luo Shanshan, Qin Mo couldn't help feeling angry, and showed a stiff smile to Song Yan: "I'm sorry, it's late to go back to school, and I was delayed."

Wang Che stood aside and sneered, and the corner of Luo Shanshan's mouth showed a hint of mockery.

Qin Mo didn't want to stay any longer, and walked directly towards the locker. Just as he was about to take out the key to open the locker, his expression changed instantly!

He found that the lock of the cabinet had been broken open by someone, and quickly opened it, his eyes turned red instantly.

The two exhibition works that took a long time to prepare were actually torn to shreds, and the cabinet was full of shredded paper!

"Who did it!" Qin Mo was going crazy!
Before the holiday, he made these two paintings, but he made a deal with Song Yan, and Song Yan also agreed to reserve two places for him, which shows that the beautiful president is also looking forward to it.

Hearing Qin Mo's roar, Song Yan ran over in a hurry. After seeing the situation in the cabinet, her pretty face was also a little ugly.

"Qin Mo, isn't this the work you want to bring to the art exhibition? Why was it torn apart?"

"Wang Che, is it you that he wants?!"

Qin Mo turned his head and happened to see Wang Che hugging Luo Shanshan's waist, smiling sinisterly beside him, and immediately questioned him furiously.

(End of this chapter)