Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

　　 "Bouma, you can help him." Monkey King asked in a low voice.

　　 Bouma frowned and snorted: "My lady has no such idle time, don't do it."

"Forget it." Sun Wuben looked regretful, "Since Miss Bouma is unwilling to help, I can only do it myself. Although it is troublesome, the most important thing is that I can't find the Dragon Ball for a while, but it can only be done like this." Sun Wuben It’s not a big talk, after all, he is a student in the key class of the Northern Capital, and Bouma’s education is at the same level. Bouma can invent the Dragon Ball Radar, and even Pilaf can do it. Sun Wuben is willing to work hard. It's not impossible to do it.

　　 "Goodbye by chance." Monkey King nodded to Monkey King and Klin, then turned to the registration office.

　　 "Who can't brag!" Boomer snorted. Although Dragon Ball Radar looks inconspicuous, it is never easy to make such a thing, that is, a genius like Bouma can do it.

　　 "By the way, the Dragon Ball Radar you just said, and what is the wish?" Klin asked Monkey King.

　　 "Just to collect..." Monkey King was heartless and about to confess everything. Boomer slapped her hand on Sun Wukong's head, "Stupid, how can I say this here? Okay, Klin, I'll talk about this later, by the way, that kid was also named Sun just now, and also called Sun Wukong. What, I'm afraid it has something to do with Wukong in your family..." At this moment--

　　 "What? You are Monkey King?" screamed.

　　 "You must be the Monkey King, wow! So handsome!"

　　 "The song **** Sun Wuben, my girl has always admired you, and I also like you very much. Please sign me!"

　　 The person who spoke was obviously a super loud voice, coupled with the constant excitement, the voice was even louder, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, almost half of the scene heard these words, and then-

　　 "The song **** Sun Wu has come!"

　　 "The **** of song is also here to participate in the martial arts club, this is rare!" The whole scene began to riots, and some girls rushed out around at some point.

　　 "Song God!"

　　 "Where is the **** of song?"

　　 "The Monkey King, the Monkey King! I love you!"

Screaming sounded, and a large wave of reporters around the registration desk grabbed the'long cannon and short cannons' and frantically rushed up. They immediately surrounded the Sun Wuben at the registration office, and then all the microphones reached the Sun Wuben. On the lips, questions sounded one by one.

　　 Bouma is stupefied!

　　Looking at this scene, Yamucha, Oolong, Pu'er, and Kelin were also dumbfounded!

　　 As for Monkey King, he watched this scene curiously. For people like him, he naturally didn't know that there were star chasers and paparazzi in this world.

　　 "Bouma, is this the little famous singer of the third or fourth line?" Klin opened his mouth and murmured in the direction of Monkey King.

　　 Buma blinked, and wondered, could it be that this singer named Monkey King is a big-name star? Although she doesn't chase stars, she is also well-informed, knowing that only real big-name stars can cause such scenes.

"Go back and check, what is the sacred Sun Wuben?" Bouma made up her mind, then snorted, akimbo, and screamed at Klin: "Klin, you idiot little bald head, doubt Ben Miss’s IQ? What qualifications do you have to question me? I ask you, what is the same as 193,436 plus 88,880,000..."

　　 "Sister!"

　　 Monkey King now grabbed a girl who was about to rush over.

　　 "What is Sun Wu, the **** of song?" Sun Wukong asked with his innocent face up.

"Go away, this lady has no time...Huh? What a cute little brother!" The girl was going to throw away Sun Wukong, but when she tried hard, she found that the legs held by Sun Wukong were like being tied by steel, she couldn't move at all. In the slightest, I saw that he was holding him again with such a cute little boy who made his heart soft, and he looked at you pitifully with a pair of big watery eyes, and his anger disappeared more than half of the time.

　　 "Little brother, you don't even know the song **** Sun Wuben? Haven't you heard his songs?"

　　 "The song **** Sun Wu has such a long name." Sun Wukong looked naive.

"Haha, what a funny little brother, his name is not so long. Sun Wu is his name. God of Songs is just a nickname given to him by everyone, because every capital of his music can move the soul and make people from the soul to the body. A kind of enjoyment, the most important thing is that each of these songs is created by himself, written by himself, and sung by himself!" The girl said with an excited expression.

　　 "What?" Bouma screamed, "Each capital creates its own songs and sings lyrics?"

Although she does not chase stars and has no research on music, she is the best in the world, Bai Fumei, and her friends are not only those who pursue martial arts such as Yamucha and Monkey King, but also the same Bai Fumei. Many of them have deep penetration into the music and entertainment industries.

　　 "Isn't this an evildoer?" Boomer screamed.

The girl immediately found her bosom friend: "Yes, it's an evildoer, this classmate, when you see you are also in high school, tell you that Sun Wu was originally a top student in the key class of the Northern Capital, and the Northern Capital is the four universities in the world. You should be the amount."

　　 "Northern Capital..." Boomer's eyes widened, once again dumbfounded.

The North Capital and the West Capital School where she is located are both the top four key schools in the world. Although the West Capital where she is located ranks first, while the North Capital is only ranked fourth, they are at the same level. The key classes in the two schools are among the elite.

　　 Although Bouma often skips class during class, she can get high scores even if she doesn't study much, but she also knows how rare it is to get into such a class.

　　 Suddenly Bouma thought of Sun Wuben asking her to help make Dragon Ball Radar. After she refused, Sun Wuben didn't care very much and said, ‘Forget it, I’ll do it myself, although it’s a little troublesome. At that time, Bouma still felt that the other party was boasting. How easy was it to invent the Dragon Ball Radar, but Bouma doesn't think so now.

"I'm in the same level of class. I only need to find a real dragon ball. I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to make a dragon ball radar. Moreover, he is so rich, and the tools and equipment are not impossible to buy." Bouma thought. The thought flashed, and he grabbed the girl's shoulder and shouted: "How old is he in the northern capital? By the way, if such a person is handsome and kind-hearted, wouldn't it be..." Buma's eyes flashed A girl's unique longing light.

"Handsome, of course handsome! She's so handsome!" The girl was also full of stars and blushed with her heart in her hands. "The Monkey King on TV is very handsome, sunny and cheerful, and has a kind heart. Mother suffers. Sheying’s viral congenital myocardial weakness, a disease that cannot be cured by existing technology, costs a lot of money every year to treat her mother. In order not to drag her home, she prefers to drop out of school. Therefore, he became a happy boy to participate in the draft and create His first song is "Mother", wow... what a perfect man! I love him to death! If we can date him..." said Labuma, "this classmate, let's go find him together Sign your signature? And this little brother, don’t hold my leg, you won’t be able to sign any more slowly."

　　 Buma squinted.

　　 "It turns out that his mother is suffering from myocardial weakness that can't be cured, so it's no wonder that she asked me for Dragon Ball Radar." A thought flashed through Bouma's heart, and then he patted Monkey King's head, "Wukong, let this sister go over."

　　 "Yeah." Monkey King let go.

　　 "This classmate, go together?" The girl sincerely invited Bouma.

"Go by yourself, it's not easy for me to get that kind of signature." Bouma snorted proudly. She is not a star chaser, so she won't be crazy for a signature, and she doesn't need to get her identity. An autograph is easy, just because Sun Wuben begged her to make a dragon ball, so she could hold it.

　　 "No way?" The girl obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't have time to think about it now, and as soon as she turned around, she rushed into the large army swarming towards Monkey King.

"Unexpectedly, there is such an excellent man in this world, and he is so young, about the same age as my Bouma, I just don't know if it is really handsome, how about it than Yamucha?" Ma glanced at Sun Wuben's direction. It had long been surrounded by water. Even if Sun Wuben took off his glasses and mask, he couldn't see his true face.

　　 "Bouma."

　　 Yamucha's complexion is a bit ugly. When I look at Bouma's nymphomaniac, I know that he has moved his mind to the song **** Sun Wuben, but he Yamucha is Bouma's sweetheart.

　　 "I'm just a nerd with a little musical talent. Is the North Capital Key Class very good? Bouma, ask why so much, I'll go to the Budo Club qualifiers." Yamucha said.

　　 "Nerd?" Bouma furiously, "What do you people with brain cells growing on muscles know? This lady is also a nerd. Why, do you look down on this lady?"

　　 "No no!" Yamu Yalian cautiously coaxed, "How dare I look down on Bouma."

　　 At this time, a voice came in: "Bouma, my eldest brother may have come to participate in the world's number one martial arts club."

　　 "Impossible! He will participate in the martial arts conference? Goku, are you mistaken!" Ya Mucha laughed.

　　 "Wukong is still so mindless. He is a student in the northern capital, and he also engages in music. How can he have time to practice!" Buma hummed, and Kelin, Oolong, and Pu'er also laughed.

　　 "But..." Monkey King looked serious, "I feel he is very strong!"

"You must be mistaken, Wukong. If he can practice, wouldn't this young lady also practice? This young lady is the number one genius and beautiful girl in the world. The only drawback is that she is too beautiful to find a good match. Bouma hummed twice, with her arms akimbo, "Stop talking about it, let's go to the qualifiers."

　　 "Okay!" Monkey King also suspected that he was wrong, and the group quickly left here.