Starting SSS Talent: Turn The School Beauty Into A Puppet

Qi Yan was speechless, and his impression of this class teacher was a little more profound - this person was obsessed with money and very unreliable.

Meng Ling coughed and knew that he was a little too excited, so he laughed twice and said, "Hey, it's not easy for a bad old man like me to support my family. I have to take on too many jobs. Look at how miserable it is!"

He touched the small beard sprouting from his chin and continued: "When we do business, we all have to have our own rules. Look, my small shop only sells so few things and I can't make much money. Discounts But it’s true, wouldn’t it be too much for you to bargain further?”

"As my first student, shouldn't you take more care of me?"

Meng Ling opened his mouth and came, and Qi Yan couldn't help but want to applaud him.

If nothing else, shamelessness is real.

This made Qi Yan untimely think of Ke Mo who was kicked into the loess by him, and felt that the two of them might have been brothers in their previous life.

He took out his contribution point card and decided not to talk nonsense anymore.

There is no point in continuing this nonsense.

"Teacher Meng, does your store provide door-to-door delivery service?"

Hearing this question, Meng Ling let out a sigh, but finally replied: "If there are less than a hundred, we won't provide them."

"Oh, then I want three hundred."

"What?" Meng Ling suddenly cried out in surprise. He looked at Qi Yan up and down and said in surprise: "What special hobby do you have? Do you like eating rats?"

"...Teacher Meng's imagination is quite good." Qi Yan said speechlessly.

Meng Ling coughed, "Why do you, a student, buy so much? Could it have something to do with your talent? By the way, what kind of talent do you have?"

As an amateur class teacher, Meng Ling asked very confidently.

Qi Yan said expressionlessly: "S-level puppet master."

"Pfft, cough, cough..."

Meng Ling and Luo Huan both coughed a few times, sounding quite surprised.

"Are you an S-level talent? Then why are you here in Xuanwen?" Luo Huan asked subconsciously.

As soon as he asked, he was patted on the shoulder by Meng Ling who had come to his senses, "What do you mean, brat? What's wrong with our announcement? We need resources, we need beauties, we need beauties, we need bosses, we have bosses..." "

Looking at Meng Ling, who was blowing his beard and staring, but what he said was nonsense, Luo Huan was speechless, "Uncle Meng, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Although it's a little bit inferior to the one in the Imperial Capital, we're still pretty good here."

Meng Ling said confidently and firmly supported his college.

"So 300 can be delivered directly to your door?"

Qi Yan spoke again with an expressionless expression, interrupting the conversation between the two of them. His eyes unknowingly became extremely pale, and he looked extremely indifferent.

Luo Huan shuddered for no reason looking at this face.

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing a little more about this student. He said, "Okay, just pay directly and leave an address."

Qi Yan didn't say much and just paid.

Meng Ling said no more, took the address and lay down again, "Okay, you can go do whatever you like."

Qi Yan regained his previous calmness and had no extra emotions about the other party's attitude of chasing people away. He nodded, turned around and walked out.

It's just that there is still some irritability left in my heart.

He had just watched the quarrel between the two of them, and once again a violent anger rose in his heart for no reason.

The restlessness made his heart beat faster in vain.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

When he first entered this world, he was prone to uncontrollable murderous intentions. Later, after some time, he rarely showed up his hidden ruthlessness.

But today, this feeling that I thought was gone suddenly appeared again out of thin air.

Or maybe it was just that he had had little contact with the outside world during this period, so he felt that he had become completely at peace?

But no matter what the reason was, Qi Yan felt a little cold in his heart.

He didn't like this passive feeling. Being unable to control his emotions was like a cold machine, which made him feel as if he had been completely tamed.

That feeling was extremely humiliating.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, and there was a bit of blood in his eyes as he thought. Fortunately, there were not many people on the 18th floor. If he were in a prosperous place, he would probably scare people.

Qi Yan rubbed his wrist, calmed down, and said, "Thank you, I don't need anything else."

Luo Huan subconsciously observed Qi Yan's appearance and saw that he was calm and indifferent as if he didn't care about anything. He breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

"Okay, if there is anything else you want to know in the future, you can ask me at any time as long as I am here. If you don't take it back, the ten contribution points will be a permanent fee."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, "I thought you would be as protective of money as Boss Meng."

Luo Huan shook his finger, "That's wrong. When doing business, we can't just focus on the immediate profits. We have to take a longer-term view."

"So why don't you even have your own store?"

"Didn't I? I didn't do it. I love the feeling of freedom!"

Luo Huan was like a mouse whose tail was stepped on, and he chattered for a long time.

Qi Yan shrugged and had no intention of talking nonsense to this person.

He said: "Let's go."

Originally, his plan was to take a closer look at the situation, but now he was not in the mood to take a closer look.

Qi Yan really wants to see if he will be affected by his previous life in the future.

If one day he falls completely into a state of killing...

He put on a weird smile, and he probably had to say something to the world about how to do it.

…

Contribution Hall.

The commercial buildings are not far from here. In fact, the major buildings are not particularly far from each other.

When Qi Yan walked into it, it still looked as plain as usual.

In some ways, this is probably the place Zhang Jiezi longs for.

"Hey, it's the junior from last time! Your application hasn't been received yet."

Wen Yin saw Qi Yan stunned for a moment, and then said quickly.

Obviously, she still has some impressions of Qi Yan. After all, Qi Yan, as an S-level existence, is very rare in Xuanwen College.

It should be said that it is quite rare in the entire world.

"I'm not asking about the team." Qi Yan leaned on the table and said, "The fact that the school agreed to let me choose my own spiritual object, does it still count?"

Hearing this, Wen Yin was stunned again.

A few people who had not left also heard Qi Yan's words, and suddenly there was a strange meaning on their faces.

Choose your own spiritual object? Does the school agree? Just kidding! How can it be!

Qi Yan didn't bother to pay attention to other people's looks. To him, these looks were as if they didn't exist.