God Card

Welcome!? I still remember the college entrance examination at that time.

A group of teachers including Sun Yiying, including school leaders, all came to Jidingkaxiu Hall in Jiangbei City to send their exams.

At that time, Sun Yiying's injury was expected to have deteriorated seriously. Later, the other party never returned to Xicheng. After leaving Jiangbei City, he went to Jinghua.

Tang Jian's thoughts drifted far away, and his memories were infinite. He quickly found the fragments in his memory, and locked on Sun Yiying, who was standing with the teachers under the shade of a row of trees, and his consciousness jumped straight past.

His consciousness continued to expand, and when he approached Sun Yiying's body, Tang Jian could clearly perceive a repulsive force emanating from the opponent's body.

However, this repulsive force is obviously not as strong as when it was possessed by Nie Lengxiao and others.

...

A gust of wind blew across his face and ruffled his hair.

The nose can smell a fragrance, and you can feel the sway of the skirt at the calf as it flutters in the wind.

He felt the light and elegant arms, folded behind his back, the slender legs standing close together, and the flesh-colored stockings tied to the legs that made him uncomfortable.

Tang Jian regained consciousness and looked down at himself.

Uh......

His eyes bulged.

When he bowed his head, he saw a seductive gully below, and his snow-white skin was very charming.

"A gentleman, I am a gentleman, can't see, can't see..."

Tang Jian quickly looked away, looked at the blue skirt of his lower body, and saw white high-heeled shoes.

The soles of the feet are not very comfortable.

At least it didn't feel very comfortable for him, stepping on high heels gave him a sense of discomfort with low forefoot and high heel.

But it's cool and smells good.

This kind of aroma is obviously also the smell of perfume. It is difficult for a straight man like Tang Jian to tell which brand it is just by smelling the smell of perfume. He only knows that it smells good and is familiar.

Now this familiar smell emanated from his "self".

He naturally folded his hands behind him, and faintly felt a softness in his buttocks behind him.

Inexplicable in my heart.

Tang Jian secretly scolded his sins, and quickly released his folded hands, which naturally drooped near his thighs.

He could feel the health, softness, and smoothness of the skin.

But when I breathe, I always feel stuffed in my nose, like I have a cold, my chest is also a little stuffy, and even my head sometimes feels throbbing.

This is obviously the unhealthy state of Sun Yiying's body.

A normal and healthy five-star card student has more than 50 vitality, how can he not breathe smoothly, how can he feel tightness in his chest, and his head still throbbing from time to time?

Tang Jian inexplicably felt a little sour in his heart.

With such a physical condition, even if Sun Yiying has the physique of a spiritual enlightener, it is indeed very difficult to continue to practice.

Sun Yiying does not have a red card cheating device.

The step-by-step practice, just practice the law, needs to be combined with breathing. However, Sun Yiying's breathing is not smooth and her chest is tight, so it must be very difficult to practice the law.

Secondly, when cultivating the dharma, one has to observe the artistic conception of the dharma.

My brain hurts from time to time, how can I concentrate on visualization?

No wonder Yan Jinmian's attitude was so pessimistic.

If this kind of illness continues to be delayed for another four or five years, even if it improves, the good practice time of four or five years will be wasted. It is really hard to say whether Sun Yiying can become a five-star card master like the previous life.

Suddenly, Tang Jian heard a familiar voice coming from the side, his own voice.

"Huh? And bonuses? So positive?"

Turning his head to look, Tang Jian looked strange.

He saw the "self" in his memory, and was now wondering about the county's reward.

Under the shade of a tree, Teacher Jiang Zhendong explained with a smile, "Student Tang Jian, if you are admitted to the highest institution, let alone the county, even the city will give you publicity and give you rewards."

"I don't want to be so showy, it's too high-profile."

"Fuck. Why do I think I'm so unbeatable?"

Tang Jian looked at his ill-fated appearance in his memory, his teeth were itching with hatred, he stepped out of his high-heeled shoes, and slapped himself, who was muttering.

"I'll hit you rascal!"

"Do you know that your teacher is seriously injured now?"

"Do you know that your teacher has chest tightness and headache now?"

"You don't know anything, you know your own good."

Tang Jian slapped "self" in the face with a slap, and slapped him in the face, turning Sun Yiying's character into a scolding shrew in an instant. channeling.

"Ah? Teacher Sun!"

"Teacher Sun, stop now."

"What's the matter? Why are you still beating students? Tang Jian is such a rare student, and she has the heart to do it."

The other teachers beside Zhou looked stunned and sluggish, and hurried over to persuade them to fight.

They have never seen Sun Yiying beating people so rudely, even running away with high heels, and even picking up shoes to smoke, she is no different from the shrew on the street.

A good fairy design was destroyed by Tang Jian himself.

But when he woke up from the dream, the depression in his heart finally dissipated when Fatty beat himself up.

...

What Sun Yiying didn't want to say.

He was suffocated.

Sun Yiying didn't want to trouble him.

He was also suffocated.

In fact, why don't you feel guilty and guilty in your heart, but no one is going to tell it.

You want to question Sun Yiying, but where do you have the courage to ask?

Fortunately, in the dream, I caught myself a fat beating.

With this beating, he slapped himself in the face, Tang Jian not only did not feel ashamed, but heaved a sigh of relief.

The feeling of self-blame and guilt has been weakened a lot, and I still want to laugh in my heart.

"After all, in the dream, I didn't fight back. Fortunately, this shows that I am also a three-good boy. Even if the teacher hits me, I will not fight back. The beating is a kiss, a curse, a love... ahhh …”

Tang Jian slapped his mouth, and the movement was so great that he almost knocked over the water glass in the car.

Suddenly a thud was heard.

Tang Jian turned his head to look strangely, and saw Xiaomei who quietly and carefully stuck out her small head from her backpack to peek at him.

Two big two small, two pairs of eyes facing each other.

Tang Jian's eyes were stunned, while Xiaomei's eyes were flustered.

"Master, master, Xiaomei didn't steal a lollipop!"

The little guy hurriedly got out of the bag and tidied up the corners of his skirt, but he looked very serious and solemn with a face of sugar juice.

"Hi..." Tang Jian grinned, his eyes narrowed, he found a very serious problem.

Xiaomei can actually lie now.

And he was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Come here, you said you didn't steal it, you still have candy juice on your face, and now you've learned to lie? Who taught you that?"

Tang Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiaomei, saying viciously.

This stupid subhuman, even without destroying the physical evidence, even lied in front of him seriously.

Xiaomei looked innocent, raised her hands in grievance and said, "Master, Xiaomei didn't steal it, you said you would reward Xiaomei lollipops, Xiaomei ate the lollipops that you rewarded first, and the rest, Xiaomei didn't eat..."

"Tsk! You've even secretly changed the concept. The lollipop I rewarded you hasn't been given to you yet, but you eat it first?"

Tang Jian took the backpack and opened it.

Even more angry.

Of the five lollipops in the backpack, only one was indeed eaten, and there was a small stick that was bitten unevenly.

But there were four other lollipops, all of which had their sugar-coated bags removed. Although they were not eaten, they seemed to be like lambs that were washed and ready to be slaughtered, and they were about to come to the stage.

"Candy..."

Seeing Tang Jian open the backpack, Xiaomei's eyes suddenly glanced over, as if she could smell the aroma of candy, she couldn't help but put her fingers into her small mouth and kept sucking and swallowing, her eyes full of greed.

Tang Jian was amused and angry when he saw Xiaomei's virtuous character. He wanted to teach this little guy a lesson, but he thought about it.

"There are four lollipops here, you have to open them all, you have to eat them, or there will be bugs to eat the candy later." Tang Jian looked at Xiaomei and said.

Xiaomei's pretty face was full of indignation, and she raised her little fist, "Tangtang belongs to the owner, and the owner's Tangtang is all for Xiaomei. If the bad bugs want to eat the sugar, Xiaomei will kill all the bad bugs!"

"You also know that the candy is mine. Forget it this time, you still have four candies to eat, but next time you steal candy and eat it without the owner's consent, you won't have any candy to eat in the future."

Tang Jian deliberately stern face.

It's like teaching children.

What he wants to eat, he will give it according to his discretion, but the behavior of taking without asking is not desirable. This must be educated and completely reversed.

Xiaomei lowered her head pitifully, as if she knew she was wrong, and shook her head softly, "Xiaomei knows, Xiaomei will never steal candy again..."

"It's not just sugar, other things can't be stolen." Tang Jian said solemnly.

Xiaomei raised her head and frowned seriously, "Xiaomei didn't steal anything else."

"I didn't say that you steal, I mean that you are not allowed to steal in the future." Tang Jian said angrily.

"Xiaomei didn't steal."

The real voice still echoed in the car.

"..." Tang Jian didn't bother to bother with this stupid demihuman, and waved his hand, "Go eat candy."

...

One p.m.

The shuttle has sailed over the provincial road and completely entered the highway of Xicheng.

After entering the streets of Xicheng, according to the rules, you cannot fly in the air.

Tang Jian got out of the car and walked, and soon returned home.

The familiar home was broken into the courtyard. The old yellow dog was lying on the ground in the courtyard. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately got up and barked. When Tang Jian completely entered the courtyard, the barking immediately turned into a whimpering to please his master, and his tail twitched. Have fun.

"Brother, you're back! Hahaha. Come on, I'll show you what I wrote recently."

The window on the second floor was pulled open with a bang, and the little sister Tang Yueyue stuck her head out, happily facing Tang Jiandao who entered the yard.

"Where are my parents?" Tang Jian asked, and saw his mother, Chen Lianrong, walking out of the room with a smile.

"Your dad went to the street to watch other people play chess. He didn't notify him in advance when he got home. I called him back."

"There is still lotus root pork rib soup stewed in the pressure cooker at the back. Mom will scoop a bowl for you to drink first."

"Don't be busy mom, I'm not hungry now."

Tang Jian looked at Chen Lianrong who was busy washing green onions and cutting green onions, and his heart was warm.

"You have to drink if you're not hungry. Who else drinks if you don't? Your sister recently drank the Nutrition Express that you sent back, and she doesn't eat much." Chen Lianrong's voice was filled with reproach and love.

Tang Jian smiled and drank a large bowl of pork ribs soup. The stewed pork ribs and soft lotus root were chewed in his mouth. The soup overflowed his mouth and warmed his heart.

Chen Lianrong smiled and scooped another bowl for Tang Jian, and went out to call Tang Lin.

Upstairs, Tang Yueyue, as if she couldn't wait any longer, went downstairs with her light brain as if offering a treasure, and showed Tang Jian what she wrote.

"I told you not to think about writing all the time, do you know that writing is poor? You learn from your brother to become a card master, and you will have a bright future in the future." Tang Jian frowned.

Tang Yueyue pursed her lips, was very aggrieved, and shouted loudly, "Becoming an author is my dream, brother, even if you don't support it, you have to read my words first, maybe you will like it too."

"Impossible! I know how much your brother is." Tang Jian snorted.

"Look first. I have a bunch of fans."

Tang Yueyue smiled and opened her brain and opened a text.

See text above.

("Rong'er, my Rong'er!"

Chen Libei roared angrily, slapped down the three little scoundrels, looked at his injured beloved wife and cried, "Rong'er, your hand."

"My hands are fine. Ali. But I might... I might die soon. After I die, you must take care and never look for another woman."

Xu Rongrong was moved and excited as she tightly covered a half-centimeter-long **** wound that had split open on her finger.

There, the dazzling red blood was slowly dripping at the rate of one drop per minute.

Around, Brother Wu and others who hurt Xu Rongrong were all moved by Chen Li's heartbroken roar and his affectionate appearance~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Brother Wu's hurting weapon and knife were all "choked". ” With a sound of falling to the ground, they all fell to their knees and kowtowed in repentance.

"Ahhh!"

Chen Li abruptly stood up from the ground, his arrogance leaked from the side, he picked up Xu Rongrong, whose fingers were still bleeding, and rode on the bicycle beside him, roaring, "Get out of the way, those who stand in my way die! Rongrong, you are not allowed to die, I I'll take you to Xicheng People's Hospital to find Doctor Ma for treatment...)

"I...you..."

Seeing this, Tang Jian finally couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of soup spewed out of his mouth.

"Brother, how's it going? Isn't this paragraph very infectious? You look like you're moved.

When I wrote it, I was moved to tears several times.

Many people say that when an author writes a book, he must first move himself. I just move myself first, and then move others.

And I also praised our doctor Ma in Xicheng. When I was sick, it was Doctor Ma who took care of me.

In fact, the male protagonist in this book is you, and Xu Rongrong is me. In order to save me and defeat the villain, I adapted it from my own experience. "Tang Yueyue said with a smug face, and suddenly looked at Tang Jian, whose face was getting darker and darker.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Jian took a deep breath and forced a smile, "Yueyue, listen, brother, you are not suitable for this industry, your fans must be fake, stop writing."

"Brother, you can't obliterate my dream." Tang Yueyue's eyes were firm and aggressive, "My fans are all rewarding the Golden Alliance."

Tang Jian took a deep look at Tang Yueyue, and wanted to slap the girl to death. He took a deep breath to suppress the trembling in his heart.

Such a poisonous plot, this girl can actually write it, and she can still be proud...