The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

It's better to be strict, so that everyone can only see the fine paintings.

The head teacher, who felt that his strategy was right at all, stood in front of Gu Zheng. After seeing Gu Zheng's entry, he had only one thought in his mind.

That's why he wants to return the two works in his hand directly.

There is really no harm without comparison.

It's like when you just finished a meal of the first-grade Buddha from the "Fake Shan" restaurant and jumped over the wall, suddenly the other party forced you to swallow a piece of moldy steamed bun.

This individual twist really made their head teacher restless.

But he has to bear it, because it is impossible for you to recommend only one type of work in a class.

Knowing that the two works in his hands have little hope of winning, he has to sign up.

Therefore, when the get out of class is over, the application form in front of the head teacher will be three less.

He waited until all three students had filled in before he accepted the forms, and the last one left the classroom and returned to his office.

Tomorrow the works of the three students will appear on the desk of the judges of the preliminary round, and the selected ones will be sent to the competition venue of the Re-education Institute.

For this reason, Gu Zheng, who was out of school for a long time late, saw Zhang Yifan, who was specially waiting for him to go home in front of the school building, just after leaving the school building.

I don't know why this child is so sticky to him. As long as he can meet Gu Zheng when he returns to class, he always has to go around in circles with due diligence and send him back first.

Gu Zheng, who arrived home safely, didn't understand Zhang Yifan's psychology at all.

Because now he is holding the blank paper signed by Gu Zheng, showing off with his friends in a club that is open all night.

"Hey, all my brothers hurried over to take a look and see whose signature I got."

"Who?" The man with hair like a golden pheasant next to him took Zhang Yifan's signature paper nonchalantly.

"Why are you finally opening up now? The girl who no longer guards the second element is a nymphomaniac? Now you know how to make a star?"

"Let me see, which of the popular Xiaohuadan's signatures was actually obtained by our Master Zhang."

"Gu Zheng"

"How is a man's name?"

"Is there anyone with this name in the current male celebrities? Don't tell me that you are chasing stars!"

"Oh, I'll go!" The golden pheasant's head was just thinking of something. He rubbed his arm desperately, and moved his **** a little further away from Zhang Yifan: "Don't tell me, what do you like? Isn’t that kind of stuff like that on the Internet?"

A slightly normal buddy next to him helped his glasses, and a little light came out of his eyes: "That's called Dahang Mengmei!"

"Yes, yes, that's the thing! I'll go!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifan burst his beans!

He got up from the sofa with a awkward moment, and yelled very excitedly: "I'm going! I'm not a pervert!"

"Gu Zheng, Gu Zheng, do you guys know? Yesterday we watched the video together."

"Only you! Manzi! You said you want to worship him as a teacher!"

"what!"

Upon hearing Zhang Yifan’s rebuttal, the group of people surrounded him: “I’ll go, Zhang Yifan, you are too familiar with your head, how did you find someone in the vast crowd?”

"You won't really go to the door of the city management brigade to block people by yourself?"

Actually, I also went to block him, but it was so strange that I didn't find it.

Nonsense, Gu Zheng has recently changed to the night show. It's strange that you can find it.

Hearing this, Zhang Yifan raised his head somewhat proudly: "Is it so hard for the little master?"

"My idol is my college classmate, don't you know!"

"What college classmates? Are we not your college classmates?"

"No! Didn't I apply for the evening school of an art academy for my major? Gu Zheng is a classmate of my evening school!"

When they heard this, everyone was even more surprised: "Don't make fun of it? Are you tricking us with a fake signature?"

"An urban management, why should I go to the academy of the art school?"

"Furthermore, the Central Academy of Fine Arts, the Department of Design, you don't have the basic skills to learn? Isn't that a waste of time?"

Seeing that his saliva was dry, he didn't believe that Gu Zheng was his classmate.

Zhang Yifan took a sigh of luck, and took a sip of the drink in front of him, "Let's talk, how can you believe that this signature is really written by Gu Zheng, he is a classmate of my night school?"

Seeing that their aggression finally worked, all the buddies were happily happy: "Fanzi, it's actually not that troublesome."

"Aren't we playing games and animation circles?"

"It just so happened that Manzi and his brother's company took over the work of the Capital International Cartoon & Comic Exhibition two days ago."

"Brothers are going to put on the equipment and show off in the live cos circle."

"When the time comes, you will bring your Gu brother over to take a look, and let him know about our sunrise industry? It seems that he is not too old."

"Think of a way to make him a cameo?"

"Who cameo?"

"De Maria, do you think it is prestigious enough?"

"Why are you planning to let the tauren of the tribe be destroyed by the regiment?"

There is a special show of Warcraft

While these idle and painful bear children were trying to figure out Gu Zheng, they had already been drinking tea, walking with small steps, and enjoying his holiday life.

After finishing the work at hand and taking advantage of the two-day holiday before the national marathon schedule in the capital, Gu Zheng plans to go to the next world.

After all, the number eight in the Eighth World is quite auspicious for the Chinese. Maybe the new world can bring him a wealth of fortune, and enough for his life.

Gu Zheng, who was ready, came to his small study again, and the smile on the table was waiting for them to set off again.

This time, it finally chose a not-so-salted identity for his master.

I really hope to be praised by the superiors.

Under the confident gaze of Xiao Wangshu, Gu Zheng dripped blood onto the pages of the eighth world, after a brief dazzling yellow light flashed in the room.

Two small balls, one platinum and one gold, disappeared into the page one after another, causing the time in this world to quietly stop.

When Gu Zheng opened his eyes again, what caught the eye was a whole patch of green. The mountains in front were dazzlingly shadowed, and the strange and empty people could feel the loneliness, rushing towards their faces.

He looked left and right subconsciously, but he heard the sound of chucking from under his body. When he looked under his body, he was actually riding on a horse at this time.

Although the horse under his crotch is not majestic, judging from the sturdy limbs and strong back muscles, this is a good horse that is very good at running long distances.

Coupled with the saddle under him and the hands in front of him, the position of the thick cocoons can be analyzed. This client's body is a warrior who is good at riding a bow and shooting.

Now that he is in this world, a full ten seconds have passed since he was in the vast environment around him, and no one had seen it.

So this means that the current physical condition is temporarily safe.

The first task I have to do is to receive the memory of the client and see what kind of wishes the client in this world wants to achieve.

Thinking of the Gu Zheng here, he turned over and got off his horse, leading the horse, and walked to a place where the grass is relatively dense. Using a scimitar pinned to his waist, he probed the thickest grass twice and made sure that there was no After the viper and beast hidden in it, Gu Zheng tied the horse and sat on the ground, closing his eyes and accepting the memory of the client of this body.

The memory of this time, the receiving time is particularly long.

When Gu Zheng opened his eyes, he felt a little tired.

The memory of the client he received this time turned out to be the memory of a rare person who had died and lived a very long life.

But the more this happens, the more intense the unwilling resentment.

By the time of the client's old age ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ there are no other memories in his memory, and some are all unwilling and regretful for his youth.

And it was because of this strong regret that he got a chance to do it again for himself.

He used all the power of admiration for him as a lord in his own territory, in exchange for Gu Zheng's appearance this time.

But it may be because the client was too useless at the time. His territory was the smallest and most barren among his brothers, and the number of people he ruled was not many.

Therefore, when Xiao Wangshu reached an agreement with him and used the power of his faith to go back in time, only to find that the best node can only be selected at this time.

That's right, it was the moment when Gu Zheng appeared.

It was also the first time when this client was a teenager and went out with his father for the first time.

As the second son of a prince, he can go out with the army at the age of fourteen.

And this expedition has become a shame that this client will never get rid of. This is why even if the client is born again, he can only let Gu Zheng help him fulfill his wish.

Because he was a road idiot, possessing a Mongolian general who was famous for his cavalry, and he could not tolerate a huge shortcoming.

This is no longer an acquired effort that can make up for the shortcomings.

In the great Mongolian cavalry squad that is known for its agility and marches for three days and three nights without a map, the client is simply a strange species.

The aliens have become a disgrace to his Wang Khan.

When he followed his father's army and Tian Khan's first westward march, he led the team independently for the first time, exposing his fatal weakness.

He even took the thousand troops behind him, deviated from the marching route, and got lost on the boundless and unfamiliar westward journey.