Douluo's starting support

"Assistant at the Beginning of Douluo"

After An Qing knocked down a guy who was angry with him for no apparent reason, he came to Xiao Wu and the others in the blink of an eye.

The moment Xiao Wu saw An Qing, she jumped up from her chair.

"Ah! Brother Qing! You're back!"

Tang San asked a little worriedly: "Is there nothing wrong?"

Anqing answered truthfully.

"Something happened."

Tang San and Xiao Wu exclaimed because of An Qing's words.

An Qing was stroking his belly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"There is no doubt that my foundation has been damaged, and I need to find medicinal materials to repair it as soon as possible."

An Qing thought in his heart.

However, An Qing did not say these words. Instead, he smiled at Xiao Wu and Tang San.

"I haven't seen you for so long, I feel like something is going to happen to me."

Xiao Wu's cheeks turned red, and Tang San chuckled helplessly.

"Brother Qing can also joke."

An Qing looked at the unusually impetuous hostility in the class and asked curiously.

"What's going on? Why are everyone so excited?"

Tang San explained to An Qing.

"This is because Teacher Qin Ming said that our whole class should challenge the sixth grade, so everyone is so excited."

An Qing thought about it and suddenly felt that this was not bad.

Xiao Wu attacked An Qing from behind, she hugged An Qing and said happily.

"We're going to fight! I'll prove to Brother Qing how powerful I am! I'm no worse than Xiaosan!"

Xiao Wu hugged An Qing from behind and let go. Then she showed two rows of white teeth to An Qing and smiled shyly.

An Qing shrugged helplessly. The experience in the Tiandou Royal Academy in the past two months made him no longer the idiot who came out of the Holy Soul Village.

At least An Qing almost knew how to deal with others under his influence.

Ding!

Suddenly, there was a sound of mechanical ejection. The two looked back and found that Tang San was debugging the hidden weapon.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

"Hey, hey, mistress, it won't happen."

Instead, Tang San said seriously: "We must take complete precautions against any enemy."

An Qing didn't say anything. He was just looking forward to the start of the challenge for the sixth graders, but there was still something strange.

Ning Rongrong is not here.

An Qing looked around, but never found Ning Rongrong.

the other side.

In Anqing's dormitory, a figure broke into the room from the other side of the window.

Ning Rongrong actually appeared here!

She kicked her feet hard and finally climbed up.

In this situation where everyone is watching the competition between the first grade class and all the sixth grade students, it is the easiest time to invade the dormitory.

"Hey."

Ning Rongrong reluctantly climbed up to the window on the first floor. This height was still a bit difficult for her.

After entering An Qing and Tang San's dormitory, Ning Rongrong looked at everything in front of him with bright eyes.

"Ahaha! Is this the boys' dormitory? Or the dormitory in Anqing..."

Ning Rongrong looked at everything in front of her with some shame, her eyes flickering, but she soon regained her composure.

"It's just that bastard's room, what's there to be afraid of! Today, I'm here to conduct a routine check-up for you boys! Yes!"

Ning Rongrong forced herself to find a completely unjustifiable reason. In fact, she just wanted to take a look at Anqing's dormitory to satisfy her curiosity.

The dormitory that An Qing and Tang San had decorated was still boring, very boring.

It's so common that it can't be more common.

There are just two beds, two tables, and two cabinets. The only thing that is a little different from other dormitories is that there are two futons in this room.

"Eh... An Qing doesn't rest in this room, is he just practicing?"

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong began to understand what the gap between herself and An Qing was.

Ning Rongrong sat on An Qing's futon without any fear, not treating herself as an outsider at all.

It feels very stiff, almost like putting a stone inside the futon.

"hiss."

Ning Rongrong let out an embarrassed exclamation as soon as she sat on it. This futon was really unfriendly to human buttocks.

Ning Rongrong touched her sore buttocks and stood up while muttering.

"What, can this thing really sit on it?"

Soon Ning Rongrong turned his attention to An Qing's table.

Ning Rongrong curiously walked towards the table. She saw pieces of white paper with childish patterns on them, and a slightly thicker book.

Ning Rongrong looked at the paintings that An Qing painted when his inspiration was flowing indifferently, and Ning Rongrong truthfully made an evaluation that made An Qing sad.

"These paintings are terrible."

Ning Rongrong, who had no interest in An Qing's paintings, quickly turned his attention to the book on the table.

Ning Rongrong showed no respect for other people's privacy and directly opened the diary written by An Qing.

However, Ning Rongrong quickly reached the end of the diary.

[Douluo calendar year 2637, September th

Today is a memorable day because it's the first time ever that I've been stuck on the same bottleneck for more than five days.

But I still hope to break through soon. ]

Ning Rongrong's face suddenly turned blue.

"This guy An Qing, why did he write some weird things in his diary? This is a diary from two weeks ago."

Ning Rongrong then flipped through several pages out of curiosity.

[Douluo calendar year 2637, September st

Today I bought a weird knife. I think I can gain something from this knife. I would like to thank the girl who took me there.

Well, I forgot her name, I'll ask it later. ]

puff!

Ning Rongrong folded her hands to write a diary.

Her cheeks swelled up at some point, turning into a rather pushy face.

"What! No wonder I said you always asked me what my name was in those days. I thought you were kidding me! But you really forgot?!"

Ning Rongrong was very worried about this incident for a while, and then she put down the diary angrily.

Ning Rongrong also started to look at the drawer on the table. She always felt that there was something good hidden in it.

Just do it when you think of it, this is Ning Rongrong's style.

Just when Ning Rongrong opened the drawer and wanted to find out.

A weak voice reached her ears.

"It's not good to peek into other people's things."

Ning Rongrong was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat. She looked back and saw a blue-haired girl climbing up the window and coming to her.

Ning Rongrong looked confused and finally asked.

"Who are you?"