In Class 39 of Senior High School, Song Yan stared at the emptiness in front of his eyes, and his heart became excited when the lottery pointer was fixed on the Yellow lattice.
The light flashed and four words appeared on the Yellow lattice: medium body skill.
Next, the four words melted into a golden awn and disappeared into the inkstone eyebrows of the Song Dynasty.
"Hmm!"
Song Yan made a muffled hum, because this time, he not only felt his head swelling, but also his body seemed to inflate and expand a circle, very uncomfortable.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Five minutes.
The weird feeling of misery receded like a tide, while Song Yan felt that he had more fighting knowledge in his mind and more explosive power in his body.
His heart moved and he hit the wall with his fist.
"Pop!"
One of the tiles on the wall smashed to pieces and fell to the ground.
"Good strong!"
Song Yan felt his fist and said to himself.
The system interface was brought out again, and the skill column changed again, and the shallow body skill became the medium body skill.
There is also a physical and mental column, which has increased from 130 points to 500 points, while the mental column has only increased by 10 points, reaching 70 points.
"Miao, how many levels of physical skill do you have?" [Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow Song Yan asked in his heart.
The sound of meowing sounded in Song Yan's mind: "There are four levels: elementary, middle, advanced and strongest.
Primary gymnastics can take one enemy ten, medium gymnastics can take one enemy hundred, advanced gymnastics can take one enemy five hundred, and the strongest gymnastics can take one enemy eight hundred!
Of course, there is a premise that your enemies are ordinary people."
"Hey hey, great, one hundred enemies!" I didn't expect that I had such a great day! uuuuuuuuuuuu Hearing the explanation of meowing, Song Yan couldn't help laughing silly.
Xue Yuancheng sat by the window in a cold drink shop near the school gate of Sacred Night Middle School, glancing over the school gate from time to time, with several stages in his eyes.
Outside the school gate, six young people dressed like students squatted on the ground smoking cigarettes. Once they saw beautiful girls coming out of the school gate, they would laugh or whistle to the girls.
"Why hasn't Song Inkstone come out yet?" Xue Yuancheng, biting the straw, asked Ma Kang, a student sitting opposite him. His face was not completely swollen and his fingerprints were hidden.
"Xue Shao can rest assured that some of us are staring at him in school and he can't run!" Wang Fei confidently said.
"That's good." Xue Yuancheng nodded, his eyes flashed a trace of resentment.
"Song Inkstone."
Song Yan walked out of the teaching building not far, heard someone behind him calling him, turned around and looked, and found the beautiful teacher Hansa.
"Hello, Mr. Han."
"Why are you leaving?" Hansa approached and asked with a smile.
"Didn't you just leave?" Song Yan laughed and laughed. After getting the ring system, Song Yan found that he had a lot of strength. Even in the face of Hansa teacher of America, he could keep calm.
Looking at Song Yan being so calm in front of herself, Hansa was slightly surprised: "The teacher is revising the test paper, let's go together." She not only takes English classes in Class 39 of Senior High School, but also knows English teachers in Class 15 of Senior High School.
"It's my pleasure." Song Yan nodded.
Hansa was stunned again, feeling that something should have happened to Song Yan. Now Song Yan is more confident and handsome than she was impressed with.
Teachers and students walked out of the school side by side. The setting sun went down to the West and the oblique sunshine poured down on them. A famous student saw this scene and rubbed his eyes subconsciously. He thought the two men were a good match. It's just a pair of golden girls.
Xie Kun began to mix up before he graduated from junior high school. After five or six years of mixing up, he also gathered more than ten younger brothers, which is also a bit of fame.
The son of Xue Wansheng, a famous rich businessman in Xiangcheng City, contacted him today and offered him a price of 10,000 yuan to teach a student named Song Yan in Shengyou Middle School.
It's nearly twenty minutes after school. The student named Song Yan hasn't come out yet. He has been waiting a little impatiently.
"Kungo, look at that kid!"
Suddenly, my younger brother pointed to the two men and women who came to the school gate.
Xie Kun quickly took out his mobile phone, looked at the photo of Song Yan, and viciously threw away his cigarette butt. "Goal is coming, ready to work!" he said in a cold voice.
"Song Yan, I'm gone. Goodbye!"
"Good-bye, Mr. Han." Outside the school gate, Song Yan waved goodbye to Hansa.
Just then, six young people surrounded and formed a circle, which surrounded the Song Inkstone.
Hansa, who was going to leave, was shocked when she saw this scene, but she rushed up quickly, stood in front of Song Yan and stared vigilantly at Xie Kun's six people: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of us, Xie Kun swallowed his saliva secretly and said, "Beauty, we just want to find the trouble of the boy in front of us. It has nothing to do with you. I advise you to stop meddling!"
"I'm a teacher at Sacred Night Middle School. He's my student. I advise you not to mess up!" Hansa's eyes flashed a little nervous, but Song Yan was her student, she could not ignore.
Looking at Han Sha, Song Yan felt a little touched and grateful. He took a step forward and stood side by side with Han Sha again. He said to her, "Mr. Han, you stand aside first, I can handle this matter well."
Song Yan has been attached to the school