God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Yang Jingshu looked at the frightened and pale woman in front of her, her sharp iron claws slowly lowered, and said coldly: "Thank you."

Fang Ran breathed a sigh of relief and carefully took the tissue and began to wipe it. She was really scared to death just now, and now her whole back was cold.

The anchor next to him spat in envy.

"Damn, you sycophant."

After saying that, I couldn't help but want to scold myself for not having the eyesight to flatter her just now, otherwise I would be the one showing her face in front of Yang Jingshu.

He Ziyun didn't care what happened behind him. He stared at the safe in his hand and tried several passwords, and finally filled in the numbers as if he had made up his mind.

"Didi didi".

The combination lock turned quickly and soon made a "click" sound.

The safe is open.

He Ziyun: "It's open."

Yang Jingshu lowered her head and asked, "So fast? What is the password?"

He Ziyun smiled shyly: "It's very simple. The password set by the principal is the time when Fengze College opened."

It's really simple.

Yang Jingshu's thoughts were swirling, she glanced at her left hand that had been wiped clean, and whispered thank you.

Fang Ran shook his head quickly like a rattle.

He Ziyun opened the safe directly, and what he saw made the anchors gathered around take a breath.

"I wonder why it's so heavy!"

"So many gold bars? How much money does the principal make?"

"At that time, gold will not depreciate, right?"

He Ziyun also seemed to be startled, his cheeks were even pale under the golden gold bars. He tremblingly took out the gold bars that were almost full of the safe and whispered: "So many..."

Yang Jingshu frowned, "Only gold bars?"

The anchor next to him nodded: "Yes, only gold bars."

Yang Jingshu always felt that something was wrong. She walked directly to the table and bent down to rummage through the safe, but she only saw a box of gold bars.

Was her feeling wrong?

Yang Jingshu couldn't figure it out, and in the end she could only attribute it to the explanation that the principal of Fengze College loved money as much as life.

No one paid any attention to He Ziyun.

To be precise, no one would pay attention to He Ziyun.

After all, I am just an "NPC" now, who else will pay attention?

He Ziyun clenched the key in his hand, feeling more and more happy.

I gained quite a lot from this trip.

The principal's office was completely ransacked by several people, and even the mouse holes in the corners were dug out. When the rats were running around, several people were scared to retreat.

After all, the scene when Yang Jingshu’s arm was bitten at the beginning is still vivid in my mind. If it hadn’t been for Yang Jingshu, anyone else’s arm would have been bitten to pieces if they reached for the safe.

It's hard to tell if the arm is completely gone.

Fortunately, these mice were different from the mice in the hole. They squeaked and ran away when they saw people.

Several people didn't bother to care about them and walked directly out of the principal's office.

After a lot of work, there were only a few clues, and even Yang Jingshu was a little irritable.

She looked at the gray campus outside the corridor, a look of exhaustion on her cold face.

During the stalemate, He Ziyun suddenly coughed.

When he raised his head, his face showed a bit of confusion and confusion: "Miss Yang, where are we going now?"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining six anchors around them all looked towards Yang Jingshu.

Yang Jingshu was silent for a few seconds, "No need to look for them, they will probably come to us later."

The air was instantly dead.

Zhou Zeng, who had been afraid to speak, put on an ugly smile: "Miss Yang? What do you mean by this?"

Yang Jingshu: “Have you watched the live broadcast?”

Zhou Zeng nodded.

Yang Jingshu: "That's okay. Either ghosts or monsters will probably come to us directly later."

Speaking of this, Yang Jingshu paused and said, "I can't protect everyone, so you should be careful."

She felt like the copy would probably separate each of them.

The novice anchors instantly turned pale.

"Then, then...what should we do?"

The tall alpha wiped his face sadly, "I, I just heard that the progress of my mission has increased. Why is it going to be a ghost now?"

Yang Jingshu was stunned: "What? Your mission progress has increased?"

Zhou Zeng groaned and said confusedly: "Yes, I'm fifty. Is there any problem?"

He Ziyun glanced at Zhou Zeng calmly.

His mission is the same as his own?

Zhou Zeng's words directly broke the dead silence in the corridor, and the remaining people were discussing in various directions.

"No, Zhou Zeng, isn't your mission different from ours?"

"That's right, we have only reached forty now, and it should be the same for Miss Yang, right?"

Yang Jingshu nodded: "I am also forty."

Zhou Zeng: "Then was I taken away?"

Yang Jingshu: "It seems so at the moment."

Zhou Zeng breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his hands together: "Ah, thank you, thank you. I don't know which of the two big guys it is. I, Zhou Zeng, would like to thank you in advance."

He had no idea that the "big boss" was right in front of him.

He Ziyun finished speaking silently, and looked blankly at Zhou Zeng several times when Yang Jingshu turned her head to look over.

Yang Jingshu narrowed her eyes slightly: "What's wrong with Teacher Liang?"

He Ziyun stayed for a few seconds before he seemed to react: "No, it's nothing. I just think this person's name is similar to one of my former students."

"is it?"

Yang Jingshu thought of the boy named Zhou Zeng in the dormitory and said calmly: "Is the student that Teacher Liang mentioned named Zhou Zeng?"

He Ziyun's face turned paler, and he stared at Yang Jingshu, "How did you know?"

"Miss Yang?"

Yang Jingshu's heart moved, and when she was about to speak, she was interrupted by a sudden female voice.

The gentle system female voice sounded in everyone's ears.

[The dual-line progress of the copy "Love" has reached 50%, and the reward mode is now open]

[Reward mode is on]

He Ziyun was still immersed in the acting, and he didn't react for a moment when he heard the words. The next second he saw turbulent water coming from all directions, directly submerging him.

The pain of his mouth and nose being sealed made He Ziyun's head dizzy. He wanted to open his mouth, but he only inhaled more water. The irritation of the fishy smell of water entering his lungs made He Ziyun briefly lose consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was the moldy ceiling.

The room looked familiar.

It's Liang An's small second-floor bedroom.

Apart from a piano, the second floor is so simple that only a few changes of clothes are left.

He Ziyun stood up from the bed. The suffocation feeling of drowning before coma still seemed to exist in his mind, causing him to cough violently.

The coughing made me dizzy and dizzy, and it took a long time to recover.

He Ziyun sat by the bed, quietly waiting for the various functions of his body to slowly recover before standing up and walking to the window not far away.

What comes into view is a small artificial lake. At this time, the lake surface is calm and waveless, and it is very quiet.

Oh, that’s not right, it’s still quite noisy.

He Ziyun looked at the dirt ground not far away, and sure enough he saw many students wearing camouflage uniforms squatting on the ground, and opposite there were many "coaches" wearing black vests supervising them.

He Ziyun had already guessed Liang An's wishes.

So what is going on in this scene now?

He Ziyun bent down and leaned on the window sill, lowering his eyes slightly.