Xueba God-level system

"Who is it?"

Bolding up her courage, she yelled loudly into the air in the room.

The woman knows that she has lived alone for many years.

And the sound made at this time, to a large extent, was a thief in the house.

She immediately turned on the light in the bedroom, put on her slippers, picked up the flashlight and began to search.

Under the bed, in the closet, under the sofa seat, even in the bathroom.

She turned all the places in the house where people could hide as much as possible, and found nothing.

However, she noticed that the sound just now had disappeared, maybe the thief didn't have much money when he saw her, so maybe he patronized her and then left.

After taking a sip of the cool white tea on the coffee table, she simply calmed down, and then she went back to her room to sleep.

When she closed the door, she returned to the bed after making sure that no one was in the room.

Not long after she lay down, that voice echoed in her ears again.

"Who is so boring? Is it over?"

She yelled hard, but couldn't bring back a moment of silence, and the strange noise continued.

For some unknown reason, as soon as she turned on the light and the light filled the entire bedroom, the sound would suddenly disappear.

And after turning off the light, the strange sound will sound, repeating itself again and again.

She couldn't sleep with the light on, but she was afraid and didn't dare to turn it off.

So far, every time night falls, the woman will turn on a lamp in the house in order to dispel the strange noises that can cause her to panic.

It's okay to do this for a night or two, but after a long time, she can't stand it anymore, and her spirit gradually becomes weak.

I can't work efficiently during the day, and I can't sleep well at night.

For this reason, she tried every means, and finally fixed her gaze on the black and white painting.

"Miss in the rain, is it really your fault?"

The woman whispered, tonight will be another sleepless day.

Later, she came up with a strategy.

Hang that pair in the kitchen, and sure enough, that strange sound didn't come out again that night.

She felt that the painting might have been cursed by some kind of magic, otherwise there would be no strange sounds.

So she called Meng Ke and asked him to take the painting away immediately, otherwise her dark circles would reappear the next day, which looked like a national treasure panda.

Meng Ke bit the cigarette butt he had smoked long ago, and sighed helplessly.

After the bah, the cigarette butt was in free fall along the open window.

He is really unhappy now, it's all about that painting that ruins his mood.

The paintings that had already been sold have now been returned.

Not only that, the cash on delivery agreement between the two of them did not become invalid because of this, Meng Ke sent the woman a red envelope of 520 yuan and it was over.

What he was looking forward to at this time was another Bole who could recognize the painting.

Finally, an opportunity came to him again.

This time it was a man who also bought the painting in his own home.

Originally, I wanted to honor my parents and posted it in the inner room.

But this is a foreign painting, without the atmosphere in the traditional sense, so he had to put it in his guest room.

The witch yawned while still asleep, and then woke up.

"What kind of broken lamp is this? You have to make some noise to turn it on. It looks like a counterfeit cracked product."

It was so angry that it smashed all the light bulbs in the toilet in a fit of rage.

Now, it can only be illuminated by the light of Lieyan Shenwei.

Looking at the memory bottle that had been burned red for a long time in the cauldron, it let out a long-lost laugh.

Cursing Wang Yan's IQ factor, she can think of such a vicious method. She is indeed a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.

This spell can only attract Wang Yan and collect her IQ.I have to say that its wishful thinking is quite loud.

The failure of one plan is doomed to the birth of another new plan, which is an unavoidable fact.

If you go to summon Wang Yan during the day, there will be too many people, and it will be bad if other students see you.

After thinking about it, night is more suitable for the actions of witches.It is not a primordial spirit that stays at night and comes out at night, but an evil organization that does everything.

It put away the memory bottle, and transformed into Yang Zelin in an instant.Two hours later, he has to go to class, which is closer to the daily life of students on campus.

Perhaps it was because Xu Wei got to know Wang Yan, and since then, he has liked girls even more.

If you have nothing to do, go online to watch the live broadcast of other girls, or act as a chatting companion.

Slowly, he found that the time with girls is always pleasant and short.

Xu Cistan didn't have a girlfriend until now, so he had to hurry up and talk about it. As for studying and so on, he had already thrown it out of the blue.

He wanted to put a long line to catch big fish, and to have a vigorous love affair in the name of youth.

At the food stall in front of No. [-] Middle School, he bought enough for three people.

Why buy so much, one person probably can't finish it.Could it be brought to Zou Cheng and Li Hu? After all, the three of them have the same nature, and of course they are Wang Yan's little followers.

No, Xu Wei would not be so kind.He would rather pick up a piece of meat for the beautiful young lady than give the two of them a sip of soup.

Obviously, among the three shares, one belonged to Wang Yan, and the other was for a senior high school senior he just met, and it must be his own in the end.

Most senior high school students arrive at school around six o'clock.Without any explanation, he directly gave the breakfast to that senior sister.Then, I waited at the door of class nine, hoping that Liu Xianying could open the door as soon as possible.

In the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], there was no sound of reading at this moment, because this class was a math class.

The teacher described it very seriously on the podium, mainly about the knowledge points of plural numbers.

Z=a+bi (both a and b are real numbers), what a perfect formula, maybe only mathematicians can get a glimpse of its unique meaning.

And there are only a very small number of students who read books carefully.

The curse witch doesn't like reading too much, it's too much of a headache, with its IQ, it's almost enough to be able to understand the words on the cover of the book.

Together with Zhang Fan, it sat in a small corner in the last row, ruling half of the country there.

It seems that they are very serious, but don't be misled by the superficial situation.On the desk at this time, there are no traces of books, and what is there is just a big white paper.There are dots and stars drawn on it, so you don't need to guess to know that it must be playing Go.

The Curse Witch, who was about to lose, quickly seized the opportunity after Zhang Fan made a wrong move and turned against the wind.In the whole chess game, match point returned to the witch in an instant.

The math teacher seemed to have noticed something, he stopped to continue his lecture, and grabbed the blackboard eraser.