God Card

I still remember the college entrance examination at that time.

A group of teachers including Sun Yiying, including school leaders, came to Jiangbei City's Jiding Card Repair Hall to take the exam.

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

Tang Jian's thoughts drifted far away, and his memories were endless. He quickly found the fragments in his memory, and locked on to Sun Yiying, who was standing with all the teachers under the shade of a tree, his consciousness went straight to him.

The thinking consciousness continued to extend, and when he approached Sun Yiying's body, Tang Jian could clearly feel 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 on his face, ruffling his hair.

You can smell a fragrance in your nose, and you can feel the flutter of the skirt at the calf when it flutters in the wind.

He felt the light and elegant arms folded behind his back, he felt the slender legs standing close together, and the flesh-colored stockings tied on his legs made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Tang Jian regained consciousness and looked down at himself.

Well.

His eyes bulged.

When he lowered his head, he saw a seductive ravine below, the snow-white skin was very charming.

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

Tang Jian quickly looked away, couldn't help taking another peek, then looked at the blue skirt on his lower body, and saw the white high-heeled shoes.

The soles of the feet are not very comfortable.

At least it felt uncomfortable to him. Stepping on high-heeled shoes gave him a sense of discomfort with low front feet and high heels.

But the body is very cool, but also exudes a fragrance.

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

Now this familiar smell emanated from his "self".

With his hands folded behind him naturally, he faintly felt the softness of his buttocks behind him.

My heart was bewildered.

Tang Jian cursed his guilt secretly, and quickly let go of his folded hands, which naturally hung down near his thighs.

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

But when I breathe, I always feel that my nose is stuffy, 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 disciple with a vitality of more than 50 would not be able to breathe smoothly, his chest would feel tight, and his head would throb 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 doesn't have a red card cheater.

To practice step by step, just to practice the formulas, you need to cooperate with breathing. However, Sun Yiying's breathing is not smooth and her chest feels tight, so it must be very difficult to practice the formulas.

Secondly, when practicing the Dharma Jue, you have to observe the artistic conception of the Dharma Jue.

My brain throbs from time to time, so how can I concentrate my mind to visualize?

No wonder Yan Jinmian's attitude is so pessimistic.

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

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

"Huh? There are bonuses? Is it so positive?"

Looking over his head, Tang Jian looked strange.

He saw the "self" in his memory, and at the moment he was wondering about the rewards in the county.

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

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

"Fuck. How do I feel that I deserve such a beating?"

Tang Jian looked at the appearance of being beaten in his memory, his teeth were itchy with hatred, he stepped out of his high heels with a swish, and slapped himself who was muttering.

"I'll beat you you bastard!"

"Your teacher is seriously injured now, do you know that?"

"Does your teacher know that you have chest tightness and headache now?"

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

Tang Jian slapped "myself" on the face with a slap, and slapped her head and face, instantly changing Sun Yiying's character into a cursing shrew, and the slap made "myself" in my memory dazed and confused run away.

"Ah? Teacher Sun!"

"Teacher Sun, stop quickly."

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

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

They had never seen Sun Yiying hit someone in such a gaffe, that she even ran away with her high heels, and even picked up the shoes to smoke, just like a shrew on the street.

A good fairy girl design was secretly destroyed by Tang Jian himself.

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

Things Sun Yiying didn't want to say.

He was aggrieved.

Sun Yiying didn't want to trouble him.

He was also aggrieved.

In fact, why don't you blame yourself and feel guilty in your heart, but no one tells you.

He wanted to question Sun Yiying, but how could he have the courage to do so?

Fortunately, in the dream, he caught himself and beat him up.

Following this beating and slapping himself in the face, instead of feeling ashamed, Tang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling of self-blame and guilt has 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 good boy. Even if the teacher hits me, I will not fight back. The beating is love or kissing. Ah bah"

Tang Jian slapped himself, the movement was too big, and almost knocked over the water glass on the car.

Suddenly heard a cry.

Tang Jian turned his head strangely, and saw Xiaomei who was quietly and cautiously sticking out her small head from her backpack to peek at him.

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

Tang Jian's eyes froze, while Xiao Mei's eyes flustered.

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

The little guy hurriedly got out of the bag, straightened the corners of the skirt, and said seriously with a sugary expression on his face.

"Hiss..." Tang Jian grinned, his eyes narrowed together, and he found a very serious problem.

Xiaomei can actually lie now.

And talking nonsense with your eyes open.

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

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

This stupid demihuman, without destroying the physical evidence, actually lied in front of him in a serious manner.

Xiaomei looked innocent, raised her hands and said aggrievedly, "Master, Xiaomei didn't steal it. Master, you said that you would reward Xiaomei with a lollipop. Xiaomei ate the lollipop you rewarded, master. The rest, Xiaomei didn't even eat."

"Tsk! You even know how to change concepts secretly. The lollipop I rewarded you hasn't been given to you yet, so why don't you eat it first?"

Tang Jian took the backpack and opened it.

He was even more angry.

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

But there were four other lollipops, all of which had been unwrapped from their sugar-coated bags. Even though they hadn't been eaten, they seemed like lambs being cleaned and ready to be slaughtered, and they were about to go on stage.

"Sugar candy."

Seeing Tang Jian open the backpack, Xiaomei's eyes immediately glanced over, as if smelling the aroma of candy, she couldn't help stuffing her fingers into her small mouth and sucking and swallowing saliva, her eyes were full of greed.

Seeing Xiaomei's virtue, Tang Jian was amused and annoyed. He wanted to teach this little guy a lesson, but after thinking about it, forget it.

"There are still four lollipops here, you have to take them apart, otherwise there will be bugs eating the candies later." Tang Jian looked at Xiaomei and said.

Xiaomei's pretty face was filled with indignation immediately, and she raised her fist, "Tangtang belongs to the master, and all the master's candy is for Xiaomei. If bad bugs want to eat candy, Xiaomei will kill all the bad bugs!"

"You still know that the candy is mine. Forget it this time, you have eaten all four candies, but next time you steal candy without the owner's consent, you will have no candy in the future."

Tang Jian kept a straight face on purpose.

It's like educating children.

What to eat, he will give it after consideration, but the behavior of taking without telling is not advisable, this must be educated and completely reversed.

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

"Not only candy, but also other things cannot be stolen." Tang Jian said seriously.

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

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

"Xiaomei didn't steal it."

The real voice still echoed in the car.

"." Tang Jian was too lazy to bother with this stupid demihuman, and waved his hand, "Go and eat candy."

One p.m.

The shuttle car has sailed through the provincial road and completely entered the road of Xicheng.

After entering the streets of Xicheng, according to the rules, you are not allowed to fly in the air.

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

The broken courtyard of the familiar home, the old yellow dog was lying in the courtyard, and when he heard the footsteps, he immediately got up alert and barked. happy.

"Brother, you're back! Hahaha. Come up, I'll show you my latest novel."

The window on the second floor was pulled open with a "chuck", and the little girl Tang Yueyue stretched out her head, happily facing Tang Jiandao who had entered the yard.

"Where are your 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, and he didn't call in advance when he got home. I called him back."

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

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

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

"You have to drink if you're not hungry. If you don't drink, who will drink? Your sister recently drank the Nutrition Express you sent back, and she doesn't eat much." Chen Lianrong's voice was full of reproach and love.

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

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

Upstairs, Tang Yueyue couldn't wait any longer, and went downstairs holding Guangnao like a treasure, and showed Tang Jian the novel she wrote.

"I told you not to think about writing novels too much. Do you know that writing novels is poor? If you learn from your brother to become a card master, you will have a bright future in the future." Tang Jian frowned.

Tang Yueyue pouted, aggrieved, and yelled loudly, "Becoming an author is my dream, brother, even if you don't support it, you have to read my novel first, maybe you will like it too."

"Impossible! I know how many catties you have, your brother." Tang Jian snorted.

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

Tang Yueyue smiled and turned on the optical brain, and opened a text.

See text on text.

("Ronger, my Ronger!"

Chen Libei roared angrily, and slapped the three young men down, watching his injured wife cry, "Rong'er, your hand."

"My hands are fine. Ali. But I may... I may bleed out and die soon. After I die, you must take care of yourself and never find another woman."

Xu Rongrong was moved and excited, and tightly covered a half-centimeter-long bloody wound that had been split open by her finger.

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

Around, Big Brother Wu and others who hurt Xu Rongrong were all moved by Chen Li's heartbroken roar and his most affectionate appearance.

The knife, the murder weapon in Brother Wu's hand, fell to the ground with a "choke", and they all fell to their knees and kowtowed in repentance.

"Ahhh!"

Chen Li suddenly stood up from the ground, with the air of dominance leaking from the side, picked up Xu Rongrong whose fingers were still bleeding, rode on the bicycle beside him and roared, "Get out of here, anyone who stands in my way dies! Rongrong, you are not allowed to die, I Immediately send you to Xicheng People's Hospital to seek treatment from Dr. Ma.)

"I"

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

"Brother, how is it? Isn't this paragraph very touching?

When I wrote it, I was moved and cried several times.

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

And I also praised Dr. Ma in our Xicheng in the book. When I was sick, it was Dr. Ma who took good 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 this based on my own experience. "Tang Yueyue said proudly, 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 to brother, you are not suitable for this line of work, your fans must be fake."

"Brother, you can't destroy my dream." Tang Yueyue's eyes were firm and aggressive, "All my fans have rewarded the Golden League."

Tang Jian took a deep look at Tang Yueyue, wanting to slap this girl to death, he took deep breaths to suppress the trembling in his heart.

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

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