My Strength Depends on Your Imagination

　　　　 [In the imagination of Chen Ping and Fang Fan, you are so imaginary that you can be thrown over the shoulder by an ant; the imagination is transformed successfully, and you are strong +8]

　　 glanced at the message that popped up on the imagination engine, Qin Yuan slanted his eyes and let them in.

　　 Let Chen Ping and Fang Fan sit on the sofa.

　　 Qin Yuan went to the balcony to call his mother first.

　　Walking to the balcony, Qin Yuan found that Li Jingyi was sitting on the hanging basket with a book in her arms. She swayed, tilted, and the knee-length black silk only to the calf and knee made people feel cute and sexy.

　　 really good legs!

　　 Qin Yuan subconsciously focused his eyes, making it difficult to move away.

　　 Li Jingyi's face was reddened, she stood up suddenly, and stared at Qin Yuan with her big eyes: "What are you looking at? You can be thrown over the shoulder by an ant, and you look at me indiscriminately!"

　　 After finishing speaking, Li Jingyi walked into the room with the book in her arms.

　　 Miss neighbor heard the words of the two animals?

　　 Qin Yuan turned around immediately, trying to settle accounts with the two animals sitting in the living room.

　　 At this time, the phone was connected.

As soon as the call was connected, the mother on the other end spoke like bullets one after another: "Where are you going? I'm still telling your dad. If you don't return the call in two hours, then We are going to take time off and come back to have a look."

　　 Qin Yuan had to make excuses to say that he was asleep.

After a few more reproaches, my mother said: "Tell you good news, your dad is now the acting workshop director. If there is no accident, by the middle of next month, the factory leaders will be able to formally hold a meeting. Director Cheng is now."

　　 Hearing that my mother was happy, Qin Yuan smiled and joked: "A good thing, you can say hello to Director Qin for me."

　　 Although Qin Yuan doesn't want his parents to continue to damage their health at the coal power plant, he can't change much now. It is meaningless to insist on adding congestion to his parents.

　　 After chatting with his mother a few more words, Qin Yuan hung up the phone.

　　 Back in the living room, Chen Ping and Fang Fan are like two happy silly sons, eating Qin Yuanfang’s expired snacks while watching the connotation movie played by the Six Princesses of China.

　　 was too lazy to care about with his stupid son, Qin Yuan sat down and asked, "Lao Ban and Lao Song also called me. Are they the same thing you want to say?"

　　 Old Song?

　　 Fang Fan and Chen Ping were taken aback for a while, only to realize that Old Song was saying Song Yunfu.

　　 The two looked at each other: This is really different after the first test. They can all be called Song Yun to help Lao Song.

　　 "Yes, it's one thing." Fang Fan said, "Our class's party is scheduled for tomorrow night. Now everyone has answered to confirm that they have attended, but you haven't, so we will come to let you know."

　　 Qin Yuan nodded: "Tomorrow night? I see."

　　 Fang Fan and Chen Ping had received the notice, but they did not leave. They continued to eat expired snacks while watching TV.

　　 "Qin Yuan, did you report to Yujing University or Shuimu University?" Chen Pingshun asked.

　　 Qin Yuan: "Yujing University, how about you?"

　　 "The Yujing Armament Technician Academy that I reported." Chen Ping said.

　　 "I reported to Yujing Budo University." Fang Fan breathed a breath, and then said, "Beihai College."

　　 Chen Ping turned his head and cursed: "Can you stop the boss panting? Who doesn't know you, do you really think someone thinks you can be admitted to Yujing Budo University?"

　　 Fang Fan curled his lips and said, "You who want to be a technician, shut up!"

　　 "You know what a fart, our junior college is also a master!" Chen Ping clenched his fists.

　　 Qin Yuan was also speechless to the two of them, and interrupted the two of them playing treasures: "I'm going out to eat, buy a mobile phone by the way, do you want to stay?"

　　 "Buy a mobile phone? What kind of mobile phone do you want to buy? Do you need me to recommend it to you?" Chen Ping suddenly became interested.

　　 Fang Fan said directly: "I suggest you buy Pingguo's new 12pro, or Samsung's S21ultra."

"Fuck, of course it is to buy Warwick or Xiaomi! You are not ashamed to take a U.S. IQ mobile phone? There is also the stick goods that spontaneously burn and explode. Is it for human use? Are you short of a lighter or what?"

　　 Seeing that the two of them were torn up again, Qin Yuan went out first.

　　 The two hurriedly turned off the TV and went out with Qin Yuan.

　　 Simply invited the two to have a meal, and Qin Yuan walked into the flagship store of Honor nearby.

　　 Although this brand was taken over by the Pengcheng State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, the price/performance ratio is still very good.

　　 Qin Yuan doesn't have much demand for mobile phones. It's cheaper, just use Noto's chat software.

　　 After all, his current flip phone is so old that he almost made him think that phones in this parallel world are so backward.

　　 spent 3800 yuan to buy the latest flagship of Honor, Qin Yuan still felt a little pain.

As soon as 　　 boarded QQ, Qin Yuan received the news.

　　 Brother’s heart, forbidden to visit: Teacher Qin, I passed the third-level superintendent examination, hahaha, thank you so much.

　　 Brother’s heart, forbidden to visit: Teacher, I accidentally exposed what you taught me about swordsmanship. Many of my colleagues also have the idea of ​​learning swords from you. They are willing to spend 600 yuan/hour to learn swords with you. There are three people in total to learn swords. What do you think?

　　 Seeing this sand sculpture net name, Qin Yuan was taken aback: Who is this?

　　 Then, Qin Yuan realized that this person was Yu Yuchao.

　　 Then, Qin Yuan began to settle the accounts.

　　600 yuan/hour, for 3 people, it’s 1,800 per hour.

　　 is 3,600 in two hours, almost earned the phone back?

　　 Qin Yuan suddenly got some interest in his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you teach them 24 hours a day, wouldn’t you be able to earn 1.3 million a month? A house in Qingshi?

　　 Qin Yuan suddenly felt that money is really good!

　　 Of course, Qin Yuan just imagined that, how could someone learn swords for 24 hours.

　　 At this moment, Chen Ping and Fang Fan pointed to the news broadcast on the TV over there and shouted: "Fuck!"

　　 Qin Yuan looked up, also surprised, and wanted to say something damned.

　　 I saw the report on the TV news: "At 7:43 this morning, Shikoku Island in Fuso Island was attacked by sea monsters. This raid resulted in the death of dozens of masters from Fuso Island and Shikoku Island was sunk as a whole.

　　 This monster tide was rated as a dragon by the five powerful nations.

　　According to Fuso official sources, the suspected surviving grandmaster said that among the monsters that attacked Shikoku Island, there was a figure of a demon king in the sea. It was even suspected that there was a demon in this attack.

　　 The island nation of Fuso now accuses the five powers of being unfavorable in defending extraterritorial monsters, so that there are monsters participating in this attack. The island nation of Fusang now asks the top five for an explanation and asks for compensation for the incident.

　　 Xinxia News Agency. "

　　 At this moment, everyone who saw the news fell into a sluggishness and didn't know what to say.

　　 As for Qin Yuan, his heart was overwhelmed.

　　 Originally, Qin Yuan, who had experienced the monster tide once, felt that the monster tide was nothing more than that, and he didn't feel how dangerous the monster tide was in his heart.

But now, seeing Shikoku Island, one of the four major islands on the territory of Fuso Island, was directly sunk, and dozens of masters were killed. Moreover, this monster wave was not the most terrifying God-level monster wave, but the next-level one. Dragon-level monster tide.

　　 Qin Yuan only listened to Fang Fan, who was next to him, murmured what everyone was thinking: "Fortunately, Qing City was only a tiger-level monster last time."