Two-dimensional fans of the Marvel world

Our client is online, please go to major stores to search for "Kuaiyan Kanshu" to download!

When we walked out of the examination room, the entire campus seemed empty, but there were many parents waiting for their children at the school gate.

As soon as they saw Song Yan, several parents gathered around, and a middle-aged man asked:

"This classmate, are you a candidate? Why did you come out so soon?"

"Haha, I handed in the paper in advance!" Song Yan replied with a smile.

"Is the question this time difficult?"

"It's very simple, otherwise I wouldn't be able to finish it so quickly." Song Yan replied easily.

Seeing that there were more and more parents, Song Yan quickly found an excuse to get away.

However, just after he took a few steps, he heard some harsh voices coming from behind:

"If you come out so soon, you might just hand in a blank paper!"

"Yes, you are definitely bragging when you say the questions are easy. Today's students are really becoming more and more unreliable!"

"This kid is a bad student at first glance! It's really not worth it for his parents."

"Nah!" Song Yan's face turned dark and he quickened his pace, lest these family members say anything too extreme and make him go berserk.

Longxing Plaza.

After parking the car, Song Yan went straight to a store that was being renovated near the square.

"Young Master Song, are you here?"

As soon as he saw Song Yan, the supervisor sent by the decoration company to supervise the project came up to him with a smile.

Song Yan is not short of money, so he has extremely high requirements for decoration. The decoration cost alone is as high as 500 million. Therefore, the decoration company attaches great importance to it.

"How's the progress?" Song Yan asked.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, it will definitely be completed within half a month!" the supervisor assured, patting his chest.

"Yeah." Song Yan nodded, walked around the store and left.

The shop will be installed in the next half month. However, his jadeite is still semi-finished, so he can't sell it directly. Therefore, he has to find a carver to carve these jadeite pieces into jadeite pieces.

After thinking about it, he decided to leave the matter of finding a carver to Nangong Yuntian.

Sure enough, the Nangong family is indeed the local bully in Xiangcheng.

Less than half an hour after Song Yan called Nangong Tianhou, the other party called and told him that he had found ten carvers with good carving skills for him.

With the idea of ​​​​strike while the iron is hot, Song Yan decided to meet with these carvers to settle the matter.

Knowing that he wanted to meet this group of carvers, Nangong Yuntian immediately arranged a place for him.

Twenty minutes later.

Song Yan drove to a high-end teahouse and met ten carvers in a large box.

The person who handled this matter for Song Yan was a steward of the Nangong family named Situ Nan.

Because he had received orders from Nangong Yuntian, he treated Song Yan very respectfully. When he saw Song Yan entering the door, he quickly stood up and saluted.

Although Situ Nan was just a steward in the Nangong family, he was a person of great status in the eyes of ordinary people. When they saw him, they all treated Song Yan with such respect that the ten sculptors could not sit still and all stood up to say hello to Song Yan.

"Everyone please sit down!"

Song Yan raised his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down, and then said straight to the point: "I have a batch of jade here, and I need everyone here to help me process it into jade ornaments. Do you have any questions?"

"No problem, I'll do my best!"

Ten carvers said quickly.

"Okay, since everyone has given me such respect, I can't lose everyone. The cost this time is 500 million per person. What do you think?" Song Yan asked again.

The ten carvers are all happy. Although they have a certain reputation in Xiangcheng, if they do well, they can earn three million a year, while those who do poorly can only earn more than a few hundred thousand.

Now that Song Yan has asked for five million, how can they be dissatisfied?

Situ Nan had already prepared the contract for Song Yan. After signing the contract, Song Yan was unambiguous and directly put an advance payment of two million into each person's account and gave them two days to prepare. Two days later, it would be start working.

At noon, I arrived at my uncle’s house.

The eldest aunt had already prepared a table of dishes to reward Song Yan and Song Xue.

"Ayan, how did you do in this exam?"

During the meal, the eldest aunt asked concernedly.

"Perform normally." Song Yan said modestly.

"Where are you, Xiaoxue?" Auntie looked at Song Xue again and asked.

"It's okay." Song Xue hesitated and said. This time the question was a little off, but she was confident that she would get 120 points without any problem.

The exam for that subject doesn't start until three o'clock in the afternoon, leaving enough lunch break for the candidates.

Song Xue went back to her room to review the materials, but Song Yan was a little idle.

I simply turned on my computer and checked some online news online.

Suddenly, a piece of news caught his attention. The national tour concert of big star Murong Xinyue will come to Xiangcheng on June 6.

It seems that Murong Xinyue's manager called him last time and asked him to accompany Murong Xinyue's concert. However, at that time, he was in a period of irritability because of Han Sha's incident, so he refused.

After clicking on this news, Song Yan browsed through it. This news mainly talked about how popular Murong Xinyue's concert was. The concerts were full, and the online ticket sales channel for the Xiangcheng concert tour has been opened.

After reading a few pieces of news, Song Yan searched for knowledge about Eastern medicine on the Internet.

During this time, he was running around, but he neglected to learn about Eastern medicine. At first, he just studied Eastern medicine to cover up the divine light of life, but as he deepened his understanding of Eastern medicine, he became more and more interested in Eastern medicine. interested.

Moreover, he also learned an acupuncture secret book called "Huarong Golden Needle Technique" in Zhao's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It’s just that there has never been a chance to practice. For a moment, Song Yan thought about finding an opportunity to go to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic to practice.

At half past two, Song Yan came to Xiangcheng No. Middle School again.

But before he walked through the door, several tall boys suddenly jumped out and blocked his way. One of them was his neighbor in the examination room, the tall boy with acne on his face.

"Boy, you are very stupid, do you know that?" The man covered with acne asked, staring at Song Yan playfully.

"I **have** none of your business!"

Song Yan said angrily.

The boy with acne pretended to be loud and said: "I'll wipe it off, it's really embarrassing! Do you know that your performance this morning made me very dissatisfied!"

"A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of the way!" Song Yan didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party, and pushed the other party away with a casual move, and then walked towards the school.

"You dare to push me! How shameless!"

The acne man couldn't help but became furious and kicked Song Yan.

"boom!"

Song Yan seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned around and kicked with a spin. These two movements seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, and they were full of flowing fluidity.

Then, the boy with acne was kicked four or five meters away by him.

He kicked the person four to five meters away. Seeing this scene, the boys who came with the boy with acne all turned pale.

Of course, Song Yan didn't do anything cruel, he just wanted to teach the boy with acne a small lesson. That kick would make him feel pain at most, but not hurt.

After briefly glancing at the other boys, Song Yan turned and walked towards the school.

Less than ten minutes after Song Yan came to the examination room, the boy with acne appeared. However, his eyes were a little dodgey when he looked at Song Yan. It seemed that the kick made him realize that Song Yan was not someone to be trifled with.