The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

Xu Ran had never felt that his hands and feet had been so flexible before. Almost instinctively, he strode towards Yuan Zhuan. When he realized what he was doing, he was already standing behind the little girl.

Yuan Zhuan suppressed his laughter and continued, "Uncle Xu, can you help me with this?"

"I can help, I can help." Xu Ran nodded.

"You heard me, Pei Jingjing, go ahead and wait for my call."

The study was unusually silent...

"Uncle Xu, she's gone."

"Gone? Really gone?" Xu Ran's face turned pale and his expression was a little unnatural.

"I'm really gone."

While eating, Yuan Zhuan couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed forward and backward, while Yang Ailan also covered her mouth and laughed.

Yuan Zhuan really didn't expect that Xu Ran was even more afraid of ghosts than Yang Ailan. Even when eating, he had to sit next to Yuan Zhuan. He strung four calming charms with a rope and hung them around his neck. They are all members of the family anyway, there is nothing to be ashamed of.

"What's so funny? Let's eat!" Xu Ran had a serious face. If he ignored his red ears, he might really be able to deceive everyone.

Xu Ran glanced sideways at Yuan Zhuan and chewed rice. It was impossible to say that he had no resentment.

In order to calm Xuran's heart, Yuan Zhuan left ten peace charms and twenty calming charms, and then carried home a lot of things in large and small bags. It was impossible not to carry them.

"Zhuan Zhuan, thank you Aunt Lan." In the car, Yang Ailan held Yuan Zhuan's hand again, and the latter no longer wanted to shake it off like he did at first.

"Easy to do."

"After seeing Qu Bo, let's save that family. This is a disaster they deserve and cannot escape. It's not your problem, there will be another one. You don't have to take it to heart all the time. From now on, doing more good deeds will eliminate evil.”

This was said to Yang Ailan and also to Xu Ran who was driving.

In any case, the couple are not bad people, and they are very measured about people and things.

"Okay." They both said in unison.

A transfer student came to Class 5 of Beiyu Primary School. Everyone was surprised because Beiyu is the number one primary school in Beiyu City and the province. Beiyu’s teachers are among the best in the entire province. As long as we have the resources, , Beiyu Primary School has it, and what others don’t have, Beiyu Primary School also has. Many people from neighboring cities and counties even buy houses and move their household registration here in order to send their children to Beiyu Primary School;

Generally speaking, there is no parent who doesn’t want to get into it.

There are many children, but the number of places in Beiyu is limited, so some capable parents are trying their best to squeeze in.

As we all know, Beiyu Primary School has a very strict enrollment rule, that is, admission must be from the first grade of elementary school. Transfers are not allowed unless there are special circumstances, and those who transfer out mid-way are not allowed to re-enter. As for what this special situation is, no one knows, and the principal never tells anyone.

"So, this Yuan Zhuan is a special situation in our school?" Xiao Yue held up a homemade paper fan and fanned the air. The small freckles on the tip of her nose jumped slightly as she spoke, full of energy. "It's so special. Why don't you go to Class 1 and Class 2?" Class?" Instead, they want to come to Class 5, where their grades are average.

"Where do they come from and why are there so many? Won't we know when she comes?" Wei Ding interrupted while chewing a candy bar.

"Manman, what do you think? Does Yuan Zhuan have an extraordinary background? She can't be the daughter of a big boss in some province, right? Otherwise, why would the school give special approval?" Xiao Yue pulled the ponytail of the girl in a tutu. , the soul of Bagua exploded.

"Why didn't you say she was the principal's daughter?" Qin Man turned his head. His fair and delicate face was still so eye-catching no matter how many times he saw it.

"If you want me to say...ummm..." Wei Ding was about to say a few more words, but his mouth was suddenly covered.

"Here you go, don't talk." Han Yu covered his friend's big mouth and motioned for everyone to look out the window and see the skinny but tall girl who came with the class teacher in the corridor.

"Oh, it's so high."

In the third grade, most are eight years old, and a few are nine years old. Their heights are all around 1.3 or 1.4 inches. This girl must be over 1.5 inches tall. She looks almost as tall as the class teacher.

"Brother Han, isn't this village girl almost as tall as you?" Wei Ding wrinkled his face, which still had some baby fat, and marveled at the new student's height. He was also surprised that a girl with a stubborn attitude in the village could transfer to Beiyu Elementary School midway.

Han Yu is about 1.55 meters tall and is already at the top among boys. This village girl looks taller than tall.

Class positions are arranged according to height, so you won’t be assigned to the back, right?

'Pat, pat, pat' Teacher Sun, the head teacher, stood on the podium with Yuan Zhuan, high-fiving everyone to look over.