As always, the name carries the domineering and violent attributes of Juanma.
However, seeing that today's dishes seemed to be quite normal, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Antique stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of tomato. Juanma immediately added three spoons of sugar to the tomatoes from the seasoning bag she carried with her. Then she looked at Old Antique with a smile: "Add three spoons of sugar and eat it with the tomatoes.
Even better!"
Everyone: "..."
After eating the love bento made by Juan's mother, everyone sent Juan's mother to the school gate together, waving to Juan's mother in the breeze and saying goodbye.
Although...the taste of the love bento is still so strange, everyone is still very touched by Juan's mother's thoughtfulness.
After checking the number of people, it was found that six people were missing. The old lady immediately thought of the group of sixty students who came to participate in the exchange meeting between the two schools, and then rushed all the way to deliver a love lunch that could only be eaten on Friday.
It is worth mentioning that Juanma always counts the number of people before making bento every time. It is very accurate, no more and no less. No one in Sixty except Juanma can do this. This person in Sixty
The old lady who has been in charge of the restaurant for a hundred years truly takes every student and teacher into her heart.
"Goodbye, classmates! Tomorrow's spirit sword exchange meeting, I will come again if I have the chance! Mmm~"
After that, Juanma also waved to everyone, leaving this sentence that made everyone shudder. Then she stepped on her donkey sign and flew away with a flying sword...
On the eve of the Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting, there seemed to be a lot going on.
As soon as Juanma walked away, Wang Ling's double eyelids started to twitch.
...Two stars for disaster level.
Wang Ling could probably imagine what was going to happen. The sealing talisman tied to his arm was about to expire. Judging from the time point, it was not difficult for Wang Ling to calculate... It was obvious that that guy was coming.
That annoying guy that Wang Ma contacted before.
Ever since he was a child, Wang Ming has always been a headache for Wang Ling. Although the country has listed Wang Ming's true identity as a state secret, it has not hesitated to praise him and compared Wang Ming's brain to a sacred instrument.
It was a terrifying existence, but Wang Ling's impression of his cousin was limited to those ninety-nine stupid challenges... To put it bluntly, this guy was just a second-rate guy.
Moreover, this kind of duality is also reflected in all aspects.
Of all the stupid things Wang Ming did, the most enjoyable thing was pretending to be a cultivator...
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Today, Thursday at half past four in the afternoon.
School ended on time at No. 59 Middle School, and students in the teaching building kept walking towards the school gate, walking in groups of twos and threes.
A man also stood at the school gate on time. He was dressed in rough linen clothes and his thick black hair was neatly trimmed. The man was carrying a long sword weighing a hundred kilograms on his back. He looked like a traveler who had been traveling around the world all year round.
Monk. Unfortunately, this outfit does not match his temperament. A person with a higher realm would know immediately with his spiritual sense... This is a Muggle with no spiritual power at all.
The essence of a cultivator contains a kind of naturally bred essence. This essence comes from heaven and earth. It is generated from the Dantian and circulates through the meridians throughout the body. Over time, it can change a person's temperament from the inside out, making people
His eyebrows are bright and his eyes are shining, and his steps are as light as wind. A true cultivator can even exude a faint fragrance from his body.
Wang Ming stood at the gate of No. 59 Middle School, sighing secretly... Even though he was young and promising, charming and talented in cultivation... However, having talent did not mean that he could practice. Because of his physical condition, Wang Ming
When I was very young, I discovered that I had no connection with cultivation, so I devoted a hundred times my energy to scientific research.
Wang Ming looked eagerly at the foundation-building high school students passing by, and Wang Ming couldn't help but have a look of envy in his eyes... If it weren't for his physical problems, with his cultivation talent, Wang Ling wouldn't be a mere Wang Ling at all.
My opponent!
Wang Ming thought with some pity in his heart.
"Sir, who are you looking for?" The school guard of No. 59 Middle School came over and asked a little warily.
The Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting is coming tomorrow. No. 59 Middle School has stepped up the investigation of suspicious persons inside and outside the school. Even parents who enter the school must report to the teacher in advance, and the teacher can only be allowed in after calling the school security office to apply. But this person is better.
, has been standing at the school gate since twenty minutes ago, sighing while standing. The school guard thought this person was a bit strange.
Wang Ming looked at the old man and suddenly came back to his senses: "Hello, fellow Taoist, I'm here to find someone..."
The title "Fellow Taoist" made the old man feel a bit of ancient atmosphere... The old man went up and down again and looked at Wang Ming carefully: "Are you... a parent?"
The old man also has some cultivation. Although his level is not too high, he can still tell the essence of a cultivator.
The name "Fellow Taoist" is a name given to each other by high-level bosses. The old school guard stared at Wang Ming's face for a long time, but he didn't realize that this person was a boss... Instead, the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it.
The more suspicious it becomes.
"Yes, yes, I am a parent. I am looking for someone."
Wang Ming carefully calculated according to seniority. After all, he was also an elder brother. He was a full six years older than Wang Ling... He was a parent, so there seemed to be nothing wrong with him. So he nodded.
"Which student are you the parent of and what class are you in?"
"I'm here to see Wang Ling from No. 60 Middle School... He is here to attend the exchange meeting on behalf of the school."
The old man suddenly realized that it was that group of people...
However, as a parent of a student, the old man still has doubts about Wang Ming's identity. A parent of a student in the foundation-building period must at least be in the Golden Core realm, right?
Most of the teachers in the school are in the Jindan realm, and the old guard, who has been around a lot, can still distinguish this aura.
...It is obvious that this person does not have any spiritual power at all!
Considering the famous Shadow Stream assassination that happened recently in No. 60 Middle School, the old guard could not help but start to have his thoughts wandering... In the past two days, Shangfeng had issued clear instructions to be on guard, because he was afraid that Shadow Stream would take advantage of the Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting.
time to retaliate.
Nowadays, No. 59 Middle School has very strict entrance examination, and internal security personnel have successively arranged patrols and experts to take charge... To be honest, the old guard does not think that Shadow Liu has the courage to sneak into the school blatantly.
However, this young man who pretended to be a cultivator did successfully attract the attention of the old man...
The old doorman retired from the Criminal Investigation Department of the Xiuzhen Police Station a few years ago. Based on many years of work experience, the old man now has good reason to suspect that the young man in front of him may be an undercover agent sent by the lawless elements to try to sneak into the school...