Urban god level system

When he saw her stretched brows, the faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and the fire in her eyes, he knew that she was awake, just like him, appearing here with flesh and blood.

He wanted to say something, but she pink-faced and shy, said coquettishly, "Honey, you're awake."

In an instant, this slightly magnetic voice plucked his heartstrings, making him elated, as if he saw a goddess.

Since he was a child, he didn't even have a girlfriend. Now, she buried her face in front of him, panting, and her body trembled. He could feel her whole body was hot, everything was so real.

He jumped up and down, hurriedly got up, and flew towards her, even though she was very close.

"Zhang Xiaolong, what do you mean?"

"Little girl, count yourself as cruel."

After a few noisy voices, he felt that the voice was wrong, Nima was unscientific, and suddenly realized that he was in vain, and after a while of spinning, he tragically found that... he woke up.

Ah... dreaming!

God is angry!Only he wanted to yell.

His name is Zhen Yingjun. He is about to graduate from university this year and decided to study for a graduate student. Because some experiments failed, he has been dreaming recently.

At this time, as usual, there was a whining sound of a woman crying in my ears, it was the roommate next door who was having a fight, and he had seen it quite often.

When he looked up slightly, the old alarm clock on the wall was ticking away, just after dawn, he was awakened by himself again.

Zhen Yingjun got up quickly and got dressed, then went to see his pet.He has a little white mouse, but this little white mouse is not ordinary. It is several times bigger than other little white mice. It is no different from a cat. It has muscle bumps all over its body, and it looks terrible. .

This little white mouse is actually a failed experiment of his. Due to the lack of complete research equipment in the school, after the little white mouse ate the experimental stuff, it became like this. For this reason, the iron cage that locked it was slightly deformed. up.

"It's cool to have strength, but what I want is that after taking the medicine, the limbs will become developed and powerful, the muscles will be stronger, and the body will be strong." Zhen Yingjun talked to himself while watching the little white mouse eat. speak to it.

"You're full, little white mouse. I'm going to the United States in a few days. I will definitely crack this power liquid after participating in the Physics Research Council."

Zhen Yingjun decided to take this semi-experimental product to the American Institute of Physics, and thoroughly record all the research results.

"Zhen Yingjun, my dad... oh no, the principal is looking for you." A student told him that the principal was looking for him, and he was the roommate next door to Yingjun.

"Handsome, you're here, take a seat." The principal saw him coming in, and immediately told Zhen Yingjun to sit down.

In this principal's office, there are all kinds of trophies, most of which are bought, some are bought from the principal's own stalls, some are bought online from Taobao, and the No.1 trophy is all from Zhen Yingjun's competition .

The principal uses these trophies to advertise the enrollment of schools from all walks of life, attracting more students to enroll in this third-rate university.

So these trophies are not just for decoration. Whoever can win the trophies is a capable person. The principal loves to pay attention to such people.

"Handsome, I heard from my incompetent son that you are going to the United States for the American Institute of Physics. Have you raised the money to go to the United States?" the principal asked straight to the point.

"It's not enough." Zhen Yingjun replied truthfully.

After hearing this, the principal showed a kind smile, took out [-] dollars and said that it was lent to him, and said that after having the money, it would be more convenient in the United States. As for the United States, he has a way.

"Thank you, Headmaster."

Zhen Yingjun accepted it calmly. He understood that the headmaster valued his potential. If he still sells the trophy to the headmaster after getting the trophy this time, it would be considered a different kind of contribution to the school.

In fact, this kind of strength potion is not considered a success. It has serious flaws. It will make the mouse grow taller, like a cat, and has a lot of bad temper, but it can strengthen the muscles of the body. The former Soviet Union, the United States, and even many All countries have studied it, but no results have been found so far.

In the past three years, the genius Zhen Yingjun felt that the research of strength potions was not very difficult, and he was close to complete success, but he needed a lot of data to support his continued research.

After leaving the principal's office, Zhen Yingjun didn't go back to the laboratory, nor did he go to the library. He walked around the school casually, thinking about various problems.

He is 170 centimeters tall, with a healthy wheat complexion, handsome facial features, and very handsome. Many boys are jealous and envious. Of course, there are a lot of girls chasing him, but there is one thing that the girls in the school don't understand. , each of them was thinking: why doesn't he have a girlfriend?
Because there is no money, Zhen Yingjun comes from the countryside, and the countryside is not very rich, so the three words "girlfriend" are just one word.

At the beginning, just to go to college, the family borrowed money from east to west, sold fields and sold land, and their parents almost sold all their properties.

The most heart-wrenching thing is his elder brother. The elder brother who won the college entrance examination came out to work after graduating from high school to pay for his college living expenses.

None of the classmates in the class knew about Zhen Yingjun's family situation, so he never dared to pick up girls.

Even though he doesn't pick up girls, it doesn't mean that girls don't pick up on him. Girls don't eat for nothing, which can save a lot of money. As for whether he can develop with them, he is full of expectations.

It's just that girls are also full of expectations. When expectations turn into waiting, what is waiting is nothing but helplessness.

One day later, the principal finally contacted a friend in the United States. At the airport, the principal saw him off in person, and wished him a smooth journey, and urged him to find his friend as soon as possible when he arrived in the United States.

He dragged himself to travel and carried the mouse cage into the airport, checked and boarded the plane, and after showing his certificate from the Institute of Physics, the customs inspectors passed him through.

Seeing the plane up close for the first time, he was very nervous and very happy. Under the polite guidance of the stewardess, he sat in his own seat.

"Excuse me, is your seat number 14?"

A sweet and gentle tone sounded in his ears, and handsome looked towards this sweet voice, only to see a beautiful girl standing in front of him.

This woman is very beautifully dressed, her hair is pulled up high, giving people a dignified and elegant feeling, thin powder on her face, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a small and straight nose, a pointed chin, and thin and ruddy lips.

She was wearing a cheongsam embroidered with a pink peony pattern.The beautiful face and snow-white skin make people dream about it when they look at it.

What's more, her appearance is actually three points similar to his dream lover. For the first time in his life, Zhen Yingjun felt that he was handsome, and everyone hated him, and every girl wanted to flirt with him on the plane.

"Yes, I'm seated at number 14, is there any question, miss?"

Zhen Yingjun swept across her body, and said to her quickly, while his heart was pounding, he was full of anticipation.

"Can I change the seat with you, I like the seat by the window."

The beauty said to him very politely, and at the same time raised the plane ticket in her hand. It was number 13, which was next to her.

"This...no problem!" Zhen Yingjun said helplessly, he thought he had an affair, but it turned out to be the case, his mood plummeted, and disappointment spread in his heart.

Since ancient times, there has been Kong Rong making pears, and now there is a handsome and beautiful woman. He comforted himself for a full minute. After the beautiful woman sat down, he immediately peeped.

I saw this beauty's skin was fair and delicate, with faint redness in the whiteness, her big eyes were always watery, exuding the haze of a little girl, and her small lips were very sensual.

Zhen Yingjun's heart beat faster, but his concentration was not enough.

Looking around, he saw many pedestrians paying attention to her, and he was very happy, especially a boy with glasses, who stared at this beauty closely, with hot eyes, a complimenting expression, and even swallowed.

"As expected of the girl of my dreams, I am so lucky to meet her. I must ask for her phone number." Zhen Yingjun said silently in his heart.

Zhen Yingjun put all his attention on the beautiful woman next to him, his eyes quietly turned to her, secretly happy in his heart, thinking about how to strike up a conversation.

"By the way, are you alone?"

"Hmm." The beauty didn't talk much, probably because she didn't like talking to strangers.

It doesn't matter if you don't like to talk, there are as many topics as there are languages, Zhen Yingjun continued: "I heard that accidents in airplanes are more than five times higher than in cars, is it true?"

The beauty turned her face and looked at him squarely, her tone was very sure: "Fake."

Zhen Yingjun was determined, and continued: "This question is actually worth discussing..."

"Your complicated face can't hide your simple IQ. If you want to strike up a conversation next time, I'm tired." The beauty closed her eyes after she finished speaking.

Zhen Yingjun pointed to the kid with glasses in front of him, and said with a plan: "Look, that handsome guy is smiling at you."

After hearing this, the beauty raised her eyelids slightly, glanced lazily at the boy with glasses, and said weakly, "I've seen a lot of his weather-beaten face."

He was extremely excited, quickly pointed to himself and said: "My face is not weather-beaten."

With a puff, the beauty smiled and stared at his little cheeks.

"Zhen Yingjun." He stretched out a hand, feeling uneasy, wondering if this beauty would...

A snow-white palm gently grasped his hand, and quickly withdrew it.

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