Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

Qin Fan simply picked two leaves and plugged his ears. At this time, he couldn't help but miss the few sanitary napkins that Gao Fushuai wasted just now. Those things must be much more comfortable to plug his ears.

"Why? You think my words are unpleasant. When you enter society, you will find that there are people who speak much more unpleasantly than me."

"When someone scolds you, you have to smile. When someone hits you, you have to show your face. After the beating, you have to care whether the other person's hand hurts."

Qin Fan really couldn't stand listening anymore. He gritted his teeth, raised one foot and strode forward with great effort.

Rather than stepping out, it's better to drag it out.

A group of students were training hard in the middle of the playground, but a lonely figure appeared on the edge of the track, dragging two legs and struggling forward.

"Holy crap, here comes another performance artist. Is this a condolence performance at the school?"

"Don't be ridiculous. It's obvious from that posture that you're pulling your crotch. Look, your legs don't dare to come together anymore."

"Holding grass, this is experience."

Someone in the playground was talking cautiously.

Qin Fan naturally couldn't hear this, so he dragged him half a circle around the playground. He was already sweating profusely, and his eyes were soaked with sweat, making it almost impossible to open them.

What's more important is that the bird master next to the ear has been nagging and urging.

Qin Fan was a little desperate. At this time, he had not even finished one lap. The track in this playground was a standard track, with a lap of four hundred meters.

Ten kilometers is twenty-five laps, and just thinking about it makes me want to faint.

When Qin Fan was dragged under the stands, a voice suddenly came from above the stands:

"Hey, classmate, ice cream, cola and mineral water, do you want it now?"

As he spoke, Gao Fushuai's profiteer-like face emerged from the stands.

"Two bottles, please."

Qin Fan's thirsty throat was filled with smoke, and he didn't care about bargaining at the moment, so he spoke.

"Okay, two points."

Qin Fan's eyes widened: "What? Wasn't one point two bottles before?"

"Hey, when the supply and demand relationship changes, isn't it normal for prices to fluctuate? We have to follow the laws of the market, right?"

"You are just taking advantage of the situation."

"Hey, classmate, don't talk nonsense. You are in love with me, so where is the robbery?"

While the two were fighting, they saw two boys in military training uniforms running over from a distance.

"Boss, do you still have your spiritual mineral water? Two more bottles."

"Okay, two points."

The two boys happily paid the points, and Gao Fushuai glanced at Qin Fan with a look. Then he turned to look at the two boys and said, "Classmate, my boss didn't lie to you, did he? Is this water easy to use?"

"Hey, boss, don't tell me. I'm still full of energy after drinking your water. You didn't see it, but the eyes of those little girls glowed when they looked at me. I feel like my spring is coming."

After speaking, the two of them shook their fists excitedly, turned around and ran back.

Gao Fushuai glanced at Qin Fan and said, "How about it? Now there is only one bottle left. The market relationship has changed again. The price is now 2 points per bottle."

"you....."

"Which class are you in? What's the name of the class teacher? You even cheat students out of their money. You are a worm and a scumbag. The social atmosphere is ruined by people like you."

Qin Fan was speechless and choked, but the little bird was already furious. It flew above the head of the rich and handsome man and dealt a blow.

Tall, rich and handsome....who are you?

Is it amazing to be able to speak human words?

Gao Fushuai looked confused, but Qin Fan secretly said that it was great. For the first time, he felt that this bird was not bad.

But the next second he discovered that the bird master was the bird master. After scolding Gao Fushuai, the bird flew in front of him again: "No drinking water, hurry up and run. If you can't finish it before seven o'clock, you will have to do it again."

After saying that, he spat on Qin Fan's face again.

Poor Qin Fan can't be scolded or hit.

He could only glare fiercely and drag his heavy legs forward.

Gao Fushuai didn't bother to get into trouble anymore and just retreated.

But there was a faint flash of light on that shrewd face.

Qin Fan dragged the 200 kilograms like a heavy-laden camel. When he couldn't walk anymore, he would rest for a few breaths. When he couldn't stand being scolded by the little bird anymore, he would turn his anger into motivation.

After completing fifteen laps like this, the students in the military training finally ended their day of hell and began to enjoy themselves.

Murong Xue and others originally wanted to accompany Qin Fan for a while, but within five minutes, they were scolded by Xiaoniao and ran away. For a moment, Qin Fan was the only one left in the huge playground.

For the first time, Qin Fan discovered that having too much mental power was sometimes not a good thing. Although he could not use it, his strong mental power made it difficult for him to trigger the body's protective mechanism.

It's clear that my body has no strength left, but my mind is saying: "You can do it, keep going, don't be timid."

In the last few laps, Qin Fan almost moved and climbed, and he made it to the twenty-fifth lap.

After climbing past the terminal, Qin Fan lay down directly on his back on the track, almost no longer able to breathe.

"It's really useless. This amount of exercise makes you as tired as a dog. Aren't you going to collapse into a puddle of mud next time?"

The little bird complained that iron could not become steel.

Qin Fan laughed and made no excuses. He found that he was somewhat immune to the little bird's poisonous tongue.

A person and a bird exist in the playground so strangely, and on the outside of the playground, two figures are watching the person and the bird furtively, exchanging words from time to time.