After marrying Dingliu Yin, the ancestor of the evil god exploded

The Chinese teacher couldn't help but cleared his throat, and said very seriously and respectfully.

"This font is very small. It is so small that there is no such font on the Internet."

The Chinese teacher looked at the words written on the title page of the math textbook, and copied the sentence on the blackboard with chalk.

Even if they just copied an outline, the students in the class couldn't help but concentrate on the blackboard.

They have never seen this font before.

The Chinese teacher said: "This font was written by a sage named Book Demon 2000 years ago."

"It is rumored that the book demon is extremely talented, and he likes all kinds of fonts, and even created several fonts himself."

"But he thinks very highly of himself, and even said that even the gods cannot surpass his font."

"It is said that his font can communicate with the world, and communicate with gods and ghosts."

"But because I was too self-important, I felt that life was meaningless, so I committed suicide."

The students listened to the Chinese teacher tell the story with relish.

God?ghost?

That must be the legend.

Still, it was fun to listen to the story.

The Chinese teacher paused at this point, and then said in a high-pitched tone: "However, the book devil is not dead, he was rescued by his family."

"Before that, he wasn't called a book devil at all. It was after he committed suicide and was rescued that he changed."

"After the book demon woke up, he felt deeply guilty, saying how a mortal could stand shoulder to shoulder with a god."

"It even said that he saw the evil god."

"The posture of the evil god, the evil god is perfect, that is the posture that the text should present."

"Then he created such a writing style known as the "magic body". "

"The writing of the demon body flies freely. Judging from the documents obtained so far, it really seems to have magical power. Even if it is copying the font, it can make people concentrate on these words."

"Of course, this is actually secondary. The main thing is that this font itself is flying freely, so arrogant that it is like a real god."

"Arrogant and wild."

"Even if the old professor deliberately studied this font, he couldn't completely write the magic body."

"The magic body used in this sentence is very authentic. In addition to the shape, there is also a god."

"I'm just an ordinary fan. If I copy the words on it, I can make people feel the elegance of the words."

The Chinese teacher told this story in fanatical language.

Even these students are excited.

Wang Anying was in a daze the whole time.

So, the words in her textbook are very valuable?

Not because of the value written by Xie Rin.

Is it worth it because it's written in a "magic body"?

Then Wang Anying's whole body was high.

"Teacher, what do you mean, these fonts are awesome? The person who wrote this font is also awesome?"

The Chinese teacher calmed down, "I can only say that his writing is relatively authentic and very rare. But I can't see how good his writing is. After all, I am also a fan of Xingxu, not a professional."

"But...a god who can write a demon body, even if the handwriting is not so good, it is actually very good."

Wang Anying was even more excited.

I thought to myself, the group of biscuits on the Internet have always used Xie Rin's academic qualifications as black people.

Xie Rin can write such an unorthodox and good handwriting, is this called uneducated?

She can't wait to post this signature on the Internet.

But soon calmed down.

No, no, no, it can't be posted.If this signature is published now, it will not let the majority of netizens know Xie Rin's identity.

The Chinese teacher knocked on Wang Anying's desk desperately, "Student Wang Anying, you lost your mind in class, are you worthy of the person who wrote this sentence for you?"

Wang Anying immediately felt guilty.

"Teacher, I don't want to read it."

Wang Anying couldn't calm down for a long time.

So her cousin is actually very powerful.

……

home...

Relatives and friends left after lunch.

Everyone is harvesting rice, very busy.

The house suddenly became deserted.

Shang Yuchen and Xie Rin also took the initiative to clean up the table and the kitchen.

Wang Guihua was about to help, but was stopped by Xie Chuan.

"Guihua, why are you going up to join in the fun. Let these two children go about by themselves."

Wang Guihua said: "How can you keep Ah Lin and Xiao Shang busy?"

"They're all guests."

Xie Chuan: "Ah Lin doesn't think of you as her own mother, if you treat him as a guest, he will be very sad."

Wang Guihua rolled his eyes, "Then why are you still angry with Ah Lin?"

"Why am I angry with the child? It wasn't like that before. He himself was disobedient."

"Such good grades, just for our family, if you say you don't study, you don't want to be angry?"

Xie Chuan's eye sockets were a little red.

"When Ah Lin first entered junior high school, how good her grades were."

"In the second year of junior high school, my grades were also good."

"Why can't I go to the third grade of junior high school?"

"You mother, don't you understand?"

"I don't think my family is poor, so I spent a lot of money to go to high school. If I can still go to college, I will spend more money."

"At the end of the day, we delayed him."

Wang Guihua didn't speak.

"I'm angry at him for taking his own future as a trifle. The two of us have no skills, and we are a little bit tired. Even if we lose face and borrow money, can't we really afford him to study?"

"If it wasn't for Ah Lin's good job and good life now. I would regret it for the rest of my life."

Wang Guihua's eyes were filled with tears involuntarily.

"Well, I understand. But now the baby is back."

"Then you can't be a burden on your children."

"Think about it, which parent wants his own son to have a particularly close relationship with his adoptive parents."

Xie Chuan sighed, "After Ah Lin leaves, in the future... let him go home less."

Wang Guihua wiped away tears, "What's the matter, you still want to quarrel with Ah Lin."

In the kitchen, Xie Lin stood in front of the stove, and could hear the conversation between the old couple in the main room clearly.

Even if the old couple kept their voices extremely low, they thought they were separated by a wall and couldn't hear their conversation.

But Xie Lin absorbed so much evil energy, if he wanted to hear any movement within a two-kilometer radius, he could hear it clearly, and he couldn't hear the old couple's conversation.

Of course, goodwill dust can also be heard.

Seeing the young man's eyes flushed, Shang Yuchen said, "Would you like it, go out and explain it to your adoptive parents."

Xie Rin shook his head, "There are some things that don't need to be said."

This old couple is also extremely stubborn and has a bottom line.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be because of Xie Lin not continuing to study in high school, the father and son hadn't contacted once in four years.

But it's not true, Xie Lin really can't support these two people, can't show filial piety.

Xie Lin also had a plan in his heart.

After cleaning up, the sun was shining brightly outside, the temperature could reach 37 degrees, and the surface temperature was even higher.

Xie Chuan and Wang Guihua went back to the bedroom to take a nap.

Xie Lin was just about to go upstairs when Shang Yuchen pressed him against the wall, "The cook is hungry and wants some meat."

The palm has already landed on the boy's tight waist.