Xueba God-level system

"Boss, two baskets of fried buns, and two cups of soy milk."

After the beep sounded, the cash register said, "8 yuan was successfully collected."

In this way, Zhang Fan bought breakfast without any effort.

The curse witch gave him a blank look, and he actually spent money to eat in such a dilapidated place.

If it is it, just take out your seeing ability and eat as much as you want, the key is that you don't need to swipe your meal card.

After taking a bite of fried buns, Zhu Wu suddenly felt that this was a delicacy in the world, much more delicious than the fried noodles that he ate at the restaurant that night.It immediately decided that in the years to come, it would eat a cage of fried buns every day.

If compared with the hard work of studying, in the scorching sun of youth, it seems that only food and the college entrance examination can not be let down.

Just as the witch was about to go back to the classroom with Zhang Fan, it happened to bump into a female classmate.

Gao Yaxuan was holding the breakfast, and Wang Yan, who was waiting to buy something, was suddenly bumped by someone, and the milk spilled on the school uniform.

"I'm sorry, classmate, I'm really sorry, I'll give you a share of compensation." As he said, the curse witch handed over the half-eaten bag of fried buns he had eaten.

"Hey, don't you dare to give away what you've eaten, isn't it embarrassing?" Of course, this is just what she has in mind.

"Forget it, you don't need to pay, just be more careful next time."

At this moment, Wang Yan came out after buying some erasers, and happened to see her deskmate Gao Yaxuan who was throwing out the trash.

"What's going on, did you accidentally drop it?"

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Wang Yan didn't intend to ask any more questions, "Why don't I ask Niu Zihao to buy one for you. You saw my meal card just now, and the balance is insufficient."

"It's not good to ask him to come, after all, he has his own affairs to deal with."

Seeing her faltering, Wang Yan was a little unhappy, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Niu Zihao.

"There's nothing wrong with it. Who made him like you? Like me, he doesn't even have a boyfriend, so Xuanxuan, cherish it while you have time."

Finally, Niu Zihao also came, and the three of them went back to the classroom together.

Walking in the corridor, Zhang Fan couldn't help asking curiously, "Zelin, did you get lucky today and collided with two girls, tell me quickly, did you do it on purpose?"

"Everything is boring, you, help me throw out the trash." The witch swaggered back to her seat.

As soon as the door was opened, the tangy caijiamo smell came out. Needless to say, basically everyone was like this. While eating breakfast, they still didn't forget to glance at the contents of the book.

Beef noodles in the morning are relatively expensive.

The curse witch didn't think it was necessary. People don't live by eating, but eating is just to live better.

If it wants to have a feast for three meals a day, it is not impossible.

Class Nine is considered a relatively good class. At this time, the curse witch is scanning the basic information of each student with his perspective eyes, and finds that they are just ordinary people, and he has not found a rare dark night like Liu Xianying. Eucharist.

The first section is biology class, which is the magic star queen who was resurrected by the witch before, but not now.

She was beautiful, standing in the doorway in a pair of white high heels, waiting for the class bell.

There was also the preparatory bell 2 minutes in advance. As soon as it rang, a girl rushed down from the aisle, threw a bag of trash into the bucket, and sat on the empty seat next to the witch.

The curse witch originally thought that she was sitting next to him because she had no time, but after thinking about it, it was actually not the case. The key was that she had premeditatedly held the book for this class.

Generally speaking, the last row of the classroom is relatively spacious, which is also suitable for small movements, and the teacher is not easy to notice.

Unlike the students in the first three rows, who were sitting under the teacher's nose, they probably didn't even dare to take a breath.

In this way, the witch is glad that he has a temporary tablemate, which is probably a good thing.

After about half an hour, the curse witch suddenly thought of something, so he quickly wrote a note and handed it to the boy by the back door.

"Open the city gate, I'm going out."

That's what the note said. Since it was Yang Zelin's request, that student had no choice but to obediently agree.

While the teacher was writing on the blackboard, he opened the door three times.

If it is one time, there will definitely be a "squeak" sound in the middle, and it will not be very good if the teacher hears it.

The curse witch rushed out at the speed of an arrow on the string, leaving only the door swinging.

"Who went out just now, report the name."

The teacher hated iron and steel and slammed the blackboard eraser on the desk, as if this place was his world.

"I."

Zhang Fan raised his hands high, of course he was covering for Yang Zelin, maybe he really had some secrets that he couldn't tell.

"You, take the book and stand outside for me."

In order not to delay the progress of learning, the teacher had no choice but to do so.

The curse witch ran all the way, and came to the toilet that had been burned into ruins.

It almost forgot the existence of Meng Ke, if it was just negligence, it should be too wrong.

Ever since Meng Ke died, the curse witch would watch him every few days.

Although they have only known him for a few days, the relationship between them is deeper than brothers.

Meng Ke's body was sealed in an ice coffin. Otherwise, according to the current weather conditions, it would have rotted in two or three days. How should we proceed with the next resurrection plan?

I saw the curse witch waved his hand, and the ice coffin appeared immediately.

Water dripped down from the top, while the boy in the coffin was very calm, as if sleeping peacefully.

Fortunately, it was in time, otherwise, if it was really burned by fire, the curse witch would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

Until the night, it never left the toilet, because it still couldn't figure out where it would be better to hide Meng Ke, preferably in a particularly hidden place.

The school is indeed a good place, if everything is like last night, it still won't work.

Suddenly, a light bulb appeared in the upper right corner of its head, and then turned on.

It thought of a good way. There are so many schools, and it doesn't have to be hidden in No. [-] Middle School.

Come on an instant journey, the county is so big, the witch wants to go around.

It left No. [-] Middle School, groped down along the promenade of Binhe Road, and quickly hid Meng Ke in the foreign space.

When you are in a bad mood, maybe even looking at the street lights, there is a bit of dim light.

The familiar bell rang, which meant that it was just the end of the evening self-study.

The curse witch originally planned to walk down the river embankment, but a couple made a loud noise there, and it tactfully left on its own.

Like An Qin No. 1 Middle School, it is conservatively estimated that there are about 300 people there. Not only are there many students there, but there are also many teaching staff. Of course, it is impossible for the witch to choose to hide Meng Ke there. Not much difference.

The vocational school is not good either. It is said that someone jumped over the building there, which is not very clean.

As for the No. [-] Middle School, it is still thousands of miles away in the countryside, a bit remote, and going back and forth, the witch doesn't like that, it's too much effort.

After thinking about it, only Fifth Middle School and Minsheng Middle School are the most suitable. The only advantage is that they are relatively close to No. [-] Middle School, which is just for convenience.

Not long after, there was a figure of a witch at the entrance of No. [-] Middle School.

I saw Shaw downstairs on the campus, and the voice-activated lights were still on. Most of the students in this school were art students, and school ended early. At this point, almost everyone had left, because the electronic gate had been closed.

But in the guard room, the lights were still bright, and the curse witch got closer to see that there was an old man watching a horror movie.

It seems to be a movie similar to the era of "A Chinese Ghost Story", the background is still very old, like a black and white curtain.

It suddenly had a plan, and a rare smile appeared on its face.

Knocking on the window, the curse witch quickly squatted down so as not to be seen by others.

Sure enough, the old man was shocked. It must be Director Zhang who came at night, shouldn't he knock on the door after two o'clock, why is it so early today.

While mumbling, he took the flashlight in the drawer, took off the overcoat he had worn for almost 30 years from the hook on the wall, put it on, opened the door and strode out.

"Old Zhang, is that you?"

The light of a flashlight dangled in the dark night, and almost caught the eyes of the witch.

"Hey, I'm Old Curse, do you have a classmate named Niu Zihao here, I want to talk to him about something." Curse Witch started making up nonsense again.

"Go, go, we have nothing here."

Unexpectedly, the old man was very cold, and started to drive people away without saying a word.

Hey, I can't even get through the door, and it's even more impossible to go to Tibet.

"Bah, I don't care too much!"

The curse witch yelled, but he was still very unhappy in his heart. If it wasn't for causing unnecessary trouble, it wouldn't have swallowed its anger.

An Qin Fifth Middle School, sooner or later, will capture you.

Since I'm here for Meng Ke, I'll let him be the principal here, and then we'll see who has a higher enrollment rate.

Although the students of the fifth middle school are not as good as those of the second middle school, the fifth middle school has exceeded the quota every year in the number of students allocated for the college entrance examination, and the highest year has reached a 185% winning rate.

What kind of probability is this? If according to the instructions issued by the Education Bureau, 100 people above the No. 85 middle school and No. [-] main line will complete the target, but the final result is that they took the exam by [-] more people.

As for No. 36 Middle School, it is stable at 40%-[-]% all the year round. It is no exaggeration to describe it as high scores in and low scores out. It is not an exaggeration at all.

Curse Witch is about to face the final choice, and Minsheng High School can only be here now.

As for the mysterious Anqin No. 2013 Middle School family, as early as [-] AD, it merged with No. [-] Middle School, injecting another dose of fresh blood into the already powerful century-old senior high school.

"Minsheng Middle School, here comes my curse witch."