My Strength Depends on Your Imagination

[In the imagination of Chen Ping and Fang Fan, you are so imaginary, so imaginary that you can be thrown over your shoulder by an ant; your imagination is successfully transformed, and you are strong +8]

After glancing at the message that popped up on the imagination engine, Qin Yuan squinted his eyes and let the two of them in.

Let Chen Ping and Fang Fan sit on the sofa.

Qin Yuan went to the balcony to call his mother back first.

Walking to the balcony, Qin Yuan found that Li Jingyi was sitting on a hanging basket with a book in her arms. She swayed, her little jio was tilted up, and the knee-length black silk that only reached her calf and knee made her feel cute and sexy.

What a good leg!

Qin Yuan subconsciously focused his eyes, making it difficult to move them away.

Li Jingyi's face was slightly red, she stood up abruptly, and stared at Qin Yuan with her big eyes: What are you looking at? You could be thrown over your shoulder by ants, and you still look around!

After speaking, Li Jingyi walked into the room with the book in her arms.

Did the neighbor lady hear what the two animals said?

Qin Yuan turned around immediately, wanting to settle accounts with the two animals sitting in the living room.

At this time, the phone was connected.

As soon as the phone was connected, the mother on the other end called like bullets one after another: Where are you going? I was still talking to your dad. If you don't call back in two hours, then what's wrong with you? We're going to take leave and come back to see.

Qin Yuan had no choice but to falter and find an excuse to say that he was asleep.

After my mother blamed a few more words, she said: I have good news for you. Your father is now the acting workshop director. If there is no accident, in the middle of next month, the factory leaders will hold a meeting to formally Become a director.

Hearing that his mother was happy, Qin Yuan joked with a smile: It's a good thing, please say hello to Director Qin for me.

Although Qin Yuan didn't want his parents to continue harming their health in the coal power plant, he couldn't change anything about himself now, and it was pointless to say anything to make his parents feel bad.

After chatting with his mother for a few more words, Qin Yuan hung up the phone.

Back in the living room, Chen Ping and Fang Fan were like two happy silly sons, eating Qin Yuan's expired snacks while watching the connotation movie played by the Sixth Princess of Huaxia.

Not bothering to argue with the silly son anymore, Qin Yuan sat down and asked, Old Ban and Lao Song also called me, are they talking about the same thing as you?

Lao Song?

Fang Fan and Chen Ping were stunned for a moment, and then realized that Lao Song meant Song Yunfu.

The two looked at each other: it really is different after taking the first place in the exam, and they can call Song Yun to help Lao Song.

That's right, it's one thing. Fang Fan said, Our class reunion is scheduled for tomorrow night. Now everyone has replied to confirm their participation, but you haven't, so we two came to inform you.

Qin Yuan nodded: Tomorrow night? Got it.

Fang Fan and Chen Ping had been notified, but they did not leave. They continued to watch TV while eating expired snacks.

Qin Yuan, did you apply for Yujing University or Shuimu University? Chen Ping asked smoothly.

Qin Yuan: Yujing University, how about you?

I applied for the Yujing Weapon Technician Academy. Chen Ping said.

I applied to Yujing Martial Arts University. Fang Fan took a deep breath before saying, Beihai College.

Chen Ping turned his head and scolded: Can you stop the boss from panting? Who doesn't know you, do you really think that someone thinks you can be admitted to Yujing Martial Arts University?

Fang Fan curled his lips and said, Shut up, you who want to be a technician!

You know what a fart, we are also masters! Chen Ping clenched his fists.

Qin Yuan was also speechless to these two people, and interrupted their playing tricks: I'm going out to eat, and I'll buy a mobile phone by the way, do you two want to stay?

Buy a mobile phone? What kind of mobile phone do you want to buy? Do you need my recommendation? Chen Ping suddenly became interested.

Fang Fan said directly: I suggest you buy the new 12pro from Pingguo, or the S21ultra from Samsung.

Fuck, of course I bought Huawei or Xiaomi! You don't think it's shameful to get an IQ tax phone from the US emperor? And that rubbish self-igniting and exploding stick, is that for people? Are you missing a lighter or what?

Seeing that the two were tearing up again, Qin Yuan went out first.

The two hurriedly turned off the TV and went out with Qin Yuan.

After simply treating the two of them to a meal, Qin Yuan walked into the nearby Honor flagship store.

Although this brand was taken over by Pengcheng State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, the price/performance ratio is still very good.

Qin Yuan doesn't have much requirements for the mobile phone, it's cheaper, as long as he can log on to the chat software.

After all, his current flip phone is so old that it almost makes him think that the phones in this parallel world are so backward.

After spending 3,800 yuan to buy the latest flagship of Honor, Qin Yuan still felt a little pain.

As soon as he logged on to QQ, Qin Yuan received the news.

Brother's heart, forbidden to visit: Mr. Qin, I passed the examination of the third-level superintendent, hahaha, thank you so much.

Brother's heart, forbidden to visit: Teacher, I accidentally exposed the fact that you taught me swordsmanship. Many of my colleagues also have the idea of ​​learning swords from you. They are willing to spend 600 yuan/hour to learn swords from you. There are three people in total to learn swords together. What do you think?

Seeing the online name of this sand sculpture, Qin Yuan was taken aback: Who is this?

Only then did Qin Yuan realize that this person was Yu Yuchao.

Then, Qin Yuan began to settle accounts.

600 yuan/hour, for 3 people, 1800 yuan per hour.

Two hours is 3600, almost earning back the mobile phone?

Qin Yuan suddenly had some interest in his eyes. Wouldn't it be possible to earn 1.3 million a month by teaching them 24 hours a day? A suite in Qingshi?

Qin Yuan suddenly felt that money was really easy to earn!

Of course, Qin Yuan was just imagining wildly, how could someone learn swordsmanship for 24 hours.

At this moment, Chen Ping and Fang Fan pointed to the news broadcast on the TV over there and shouted: Fuck!

Qin Yuan looked up, also with a look of surprise, and really wanted to say shit.

I saw the report on the TV news: At 7:43 this morning, Shikoku Island in Fusang Island was attacked by monsters in the sea. This raid resulted in the sacrifice of dozens of masters in Fusang Island, and Shikoku Island was sunk as a whole.

This demon tide was rated as dragon by the five great powers.

According to the official information from Fusang, the suspected surviving master said that among the monsters that attacked Shikoku Island this time, there was a figure of a sea monster king, and it was even suspected that a demon was involved in this attack.

Now Fusang island country accuses the five major powers of defending against the extraterritorial celestial demons, so that celestial demons participated in this attack. Now Fusang island country asks the five major powers for an explanation and compensation for this incident.

Xinxia Shedian.

At this moment, everyone who saw the news fell into a daze, not knowing what to say.

As for Qin Yuan, his heart was completely overwhelmed.

Originally, Qin Yuan, who had experienced the monster tide once, felt that the monster tide was nothing more than that, and he didn't feel how dangerous the monster tide was in his heart.

But now, seeing that Shikoku Island, one of the four major islands on the territory of Fusang Island, was directly sunk, dozens of grandmasters died in battle, and this monster tide is not the most terrifying god-level monster tide, but a second-level monster tide. Dragon level demon tide.

Qin Yuan only heard Fang Fan next to him murmur what everyone was thinking: Fortunately, last time Qing City was just a tiger-level demon tide.

Thanks for the 10-point reward from the cat who has traveled far and wide! Thanks for the 2 rewards from the scrap man!