Jiu Motoko has collected a lot of people's business cards. They are of no use now, but they might be available in the future.
Suddenly, the people around her all said they had something to do and all ran away.
"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi turned around and hid all the business cards in his sleeves in Qiankun.
She immediately asked with a bright smile: "Wan Fa, where did you go to play just now? I didn't even see you."
"Rooftop." Xiao Wanfa said.
Jiu Yuanzi raised his head and glanced up. The field of vision was so good, he could see everything clearly.
At this time, there was a loud noise from the building opposite. She quickly turned her head and saw that in the room at the far end of the roof, someone seemed to have smashed on the window, but they could not open the window.
After a while, the teachers rushed out of the academic building and scattered around the campus as if running for their lives.
Everyone ran very fast. The female teacher, wearing high heels and a small skirt, also walked quickly. Soon all the teachers were gone.
Jiu Yuanzi looked worried and looked at the exit of the academic building, "It's so scary. Is there any monster in the collection room?"
Xiao Wanfa said: "Yuanzi, let's go there tonight and I'll chop up the things inside."
"That's not good, I still want to take the test tomorrow." Jiu Yuanzi said with a smile, children, don't think about fighting and killing all day long, this is a school, you have to use strategies to pass the test.
Moreover, earning spiritual items is more important.
This time she must be extra careful not to change the dojo. She also wants to exchange her lifespan for spiritual objects.
Anyway, the lifespan is not earned through hard work, so I don’t feel reluctant to use it.
Jiu Motoko was in a happy mood, with the smile of a happy school girl on her face, and she wanted to spin around in circles.
Then he saw the exit of the academic building. A man covered in black blood from head to toe and beaten horribly, staggered out while holding on to the wall.
It was Chinese teacher No. 2, who was beaten quite badly.
It seemed that he most likely said something unpleasant to the female assistant, which made the principal angry.
Jiu Motoko didn't go up to help him. This guy was not her teacher and she didn't know him.
"Wanfa, let's go." She turned around, took Xiao Wanfa with her and continued wandering elsewhere.
Something happened during the school lunch break. After a long struggle, an announcement came on the radio at 1:50.
[Everyone, students will take the second exam at 2:00, Art. All students are asked to gather in the gymnasium and prepare performances within half an hour. The exam will officially start at 2:30, and each group of 5 people will take the exam at the same time.
Rules: The 100 senior students and the art teacher must be allowed to mobilize their emotions, and scores will be obtained based on the number of students. Those with less than 50 students will fail and be eliminated on the spot. 】
Jiu Motoko said as he walked: "Why is it a gymnasium? Shouldn't it be in a performance hall?"
"Sister Jiu, if the school is too small, the performances will be held in the gymnasium. Maybe the stools the audience will sit on are plastic square stools." Gong Yangyan, who has been attending school for 13 years, said wisely.
Her school not only has a gymnasium, but also an art hall that can accommodate tens of thousands of students in the school. The more this kind of school is, the better the hardware is.
If you are so bad that you can't recruit any students, you will be a bad student and you can't bear the injustice.
It turned out that this was the case. Jiu Yuanzi understood. In the future, he would mention to Mr. Ning that the schools he sponsored must have art halls.
Otherwise, when I, as a sponsor, go to school to give a speech, there will be no place where teachers and students can admire my greatness, so that's okay.
They arrived at the gymnasium, and there was indeed a row of small plastic stools surrounding a stage as big as five small boxing rings.
500 former students with dark circles around their eyes were already sitting around waiting.
In front of each stage, two art teachers sat to participate in the scoring. They were more luxurious. They sat in red folding chairs with backrests and desks in front of them.
This look is so down-to-earth, and it reminds players of the days when they were in school when they were children. Children's Day was filled with heavy makeup, lipstick on the forehead, and eyebrows as thick as caterpillars. It was unbearable to look back on.
Who hasn’t gone to elementary school or junior high school?
Jiu Motoko has never had sex before, and she was the only person present who found this smell interesting.
The players were arranged to sit at the back, waiting for their names to be called before going on stage.
They were men and women of different ages, sitting there like a group of parents, and the atmosphere was suffocating.
Jiu Yuanzi was curious, what kind of performance would Zitong perform, poetry reading or calligraphy display?
Just thinking that she would be able to see many shows soon made her a little impatient, hoping that the performances would be as bizarre as possible.
They were obviously given 30 minutes to prepare, but after the players entered the gym, they all remained quiet as if they were attending a parent-teacher conference for the last child in their class.
There wasn’t even one person to hurry up and perfect the performance.
"Sister, when will you start performing?" Suddenly, Ling Xiaosheng and Linglong appeared in the gymnasium eating popsicles and ran to her and asked.
Jiu Motoko said: "Starting at 2:30, where will you two get the money to buy popsicles? Don't steal anything, be a child with good conduct."
Ling Xiaosheng said contemptuously: "What qualifications do you have to say such a thing? I have heard that you have almost emptied every dojo."
"Who is spreading rumors!" Jiu Yuanzi said angrily, how dare he slander himself.
"I heard it when I was in Ning Zhi's company and eavesdropped on his analysis meeting." Ling Xiaosheng said, "This is not what I said."
Jiu Yuanzi praised: "Tsk, Mr. Ning is really good at analyzing, so he knows how powerful I am."
Ling Xiaosheng rolled his eyes, "That was not your attitude just now. Others say you are very lecherous and like handsome guys. You should pay more attention to your image."
"I don't like handsome guys, so why should I like ugly guys? It's inexplicable. Speaking of which, you two haven't done anything serious all morning. Can you please stop wasting my parking space?" Jiu Motoko said dissatisfied.
She was not exaggerating at all, she had underestimated a lot, "Rounding up, I lost at least 2 billion yuan."
Linglong quickly said: "I have worked hard, and this popsicle was given to me by the grandpa we met."
Jiu Yuanzi stared at him, "The one you called a stinky old man and spread his ashes?"
"That's what Ling Xiaosheng said. I won't be so rude. After all, I am the only Dragon King, and the royal moral character must be maintained." Linglong said quickly, don't confuse me with such a low-quality, rude guy.
Ling Xiao was very angry, "You didn't ask me to do this, otherwise how could I say such rude words."
Jiu Motoko was shocked, "Okay, just do as I say, and at least they will buy popsicles for you to eat. If you had acted like you normally would, I would have told you to get out. If you still want to eat popsicles, just go ahead and lick the sticks." "
"You have a bad attitude! Why did I try so hard to deceive the old man? You are playing with the handsome guy yourself, but you asked me to go find the old man. You are not a human being!" Ling Xiaosheng scolded.
Jiu Motoko snorted, "Of course I'm not a human being."
"..." Ling Xiaosheng was speechless for a moment. You are right, everyone is not human.
Gong Yangyan quickly tried to smooth things over, "Then what did you find out? Is that old man an expert?"
"The old man from the small supermarket has no special identity. He doesn't seem to know how to read." Linglong said first, in order to prove that she was more useful than Ling Xiaosheng.
Ling Xiaosheng gave him a stern look, and then said: "We have checked it out, this dojo is too ordinary, there is nothing weird.
Now you can take the next step. Kill all the people in the dojo. There should be spiritual creatures appearing. "
The aboriginal student, who had his back turned to them, instantly turned his head 360 degrees on the spot and looked at her with dark eyes.
Jiu Motoko said: "Look, you still call me ordinary like this. Fighting is prohibited in school.
If you think about it carefully, this is a school dojo. In this ocean full of knowledge, there is an old man from a small supermarket who doesn't know how to read. Isn't it even more strange? "
"Isn't he very kind-hearted? No matter how you scold him, he doesn't care about you." She induced.
Ling Xiaosheng thought for a while, and it was indeed true.
They called him grandson and said they would raise his ashes, but they didn't get angry. He also gave himself popsicles and snacks. There must be something wrong with such a kind old man.
She frowned and said: "What an old guy, he really doesn't have good intentions. How can he not dislike me when he meets a girl like me? He definitely has bad intentions for being nice to me."
Wait for me to go over now and beat him up! "
Thinking of this, Ling Xiaosheng dragged Linglong out and went to find the old man to settle the score.
Linglong shouted: "Why are you pulling me here? I want to watch my sister perform here!"
"What's so interesting? Who wouldn't give points to such a beautiful woman on stage?" Ling Xiao dragged him away abruptly.
Considering that she was relatively honest, Jiu Motoko didn't argue with her. It was really easy to use the old man to trick her away.
Of course, the best choice is not to bring her next time, useless guy.
After sitting there for a while, the principal came belatedly. He also came to see the fun. I don't know what kind of expression can be seen on his stiff face.
Jiu Motoko suddenly asked: "Excuse me, if the principal has mood swings after watching the performance, is there a special award?"
The principal said kindly: "This classmate, you are very challenging. If your performance can touch me, I will agree to help you kill someone."
"Is it okay to kill the Jade Emperor?" Jiu Yuanzi asked without thinking.
"..." The principal looked at her and said suddenly, "I suddenly remembered that there is something else I need to go back to deal with. The door to the collection room is broken and must be repaired immediately."
He had no expression on his face and said in a friendly tone: "Dear students, you must take the exam well. The principal wishes you immediate success and a spot on the gold list!"
Then he turned around decisively and left the gym neatly.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at him blankly, that's it?
There is no appearance at all.
The atmosphere in the gymnasium was awkward, with a hint of humor in the silence.
Fortunately, the exam time has finally arrived.
An art teacher quickly announced: "The exam has begun. The following five students please come to the stage. Zhang Long, Zhao Hu..."
Only five players were seen on the stage. On the stage closest to Shu Motoko, a player in extremely shabby clothes came up.
He took out a broken bowl and placed it on the stage, then he knelt down and started crying, "Teachers and classmates, please have mercy on me, a poor beggar.
I have an elder and a younger one. If I can't pass the exam, my whole family will starve to death. "
Then the broken bowl in front of him emitted a golden light that was not shabby at all. Suddenly, most of the students sitting in the audience shed black tears like ink.
The two art teachers in front shed tears and blackened their handwriting, "It's so touching, give it to him."
"Yeah, I've never seen such a pitiful person. It's so miserable."
Jiu Motoko blinked and realized that he didn't feel anything at all, but this kind of exam was too easy!
