School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

At this time, in a dark room in Zhenyuan City, there was a middle-aged man with a sturdy face and his eyes closed, meditating.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

The middle-aged man said something lightly.

The one who entered was a young man in silver armor. He was walking in a rage, and from time to time he revealed a murderous aura.

It's just that when this momentum came to the middle-aged man, it disappeared cleanly, like sheep entering a pack of wolves, and the atmosphere didn't dare to come out.

"City Lord, I just received a video here, would you like to watch it?"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly. Apart from cultivation and beheading demon clan, he was not interested in other things.

The subordinates also know his temper, so if it is not a particularly important matter, they will not disturb him easily.

"Let's take a look."

When the middle-aged man saw Meng Hang's attack, a gleam of light burst out in his eyes, and his face showed surprise.

"From Yunshui City? Or this year's candidates?"

The young man nodded, his face full of shock.

"Call and ask the second one, which university did he apply for this year."

"Forget it, no need to investigate, just send someone to tie that kid over here. What university does such a good seedling go to, it's a pity not to train in the army!"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, thinking who could be as big as you, directly rejecting the invitation of the four top universities in the Dragon Country, and running over to join the army.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it with his mouth.

"The city owner, I have already confirmed with that guy. This kid is called Meng Hang. He missed the college entrance examination due to hunting Demonic Beasts in the mountains, so he was disqualified from the college entrance examination."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then a meaningful smile appeared on his stern face.

"Good boy, has the style of daddy back then!"

"It's just right for the college entrance examination to be canceled. You go directly to Yunshui City to ask Zhao Lao Er to ask for someone, and say I want this Meng Hang!"

"Also, the video can't be exposed, don't be known by the old guys in the other four cities, and you will snatched people away halfway!"

The same thing is still happening in the principal's office of the four major universities in Longguo.

"What? This kid has been disqualified from the college entrance examination?"

"Quick, it's not too late, you should start right now, no matter what the conditions are, you must recruit that kid to our school, and you must be fast!"

What they didn't know was that the protagonist of this incident had already set foot on the train to the imperial capital.

At this time, Meng Hang was sitting in his seat, looking at Yamato's mobile phone next to him with a scar on his head.

It's not that he wanted to deliberately peek at the privacy of other people's mobile phones, but this monk has been holding his mobile phone since he got in the car, showing a foolish smile from time to time.

This made Meng Hang a little curious, so he glanced curiously.

Just this one glance, let the direct petrochemical be on the spot.

I saw that this Yamato was still opening a certain sound and slid down quickly.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that every short video he slides is a beautiful woman in revealing clothes, dancing a hot dance in front of the screen.

"Good guy, this number was developed by this monk!"

Meng Hang thought speechlessly.

At this moment, a long voice came from the seat opposite Meng Hang.

"Master, do you have three elements every day!"

Meng Hang looked up and saw a chubby, cute little Fatty sitting across from him.

It's just that this little Fatty stared straight at the monk's cell phone at this time, and Halazi was about to lie down.

Seeing that the beautiful woman was fascinated, the monk was stunned when he heard the words, locked the screen of his phone, put his hands together in front of Little Fatty, and made a Buddha name.

"Amitābha, the poor monk has been studying Dharma for many years, but he has never heard of the three elements."

"I don't know what the three elements in the mouth of the little donor mean?"

Seeing the monk put away the phone, Little Fatty also looked away and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Master doesn't know something, and I also felt it when I saw you."

"These three vegetarians are vegetarian, vegetarian, and vegetarian."

Meng Hang, who was listening with great interest, twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, an amateur is okay...

But it does fit the image of the monk just now.

Yamato was still a black line at this time, and he knew that he had just been seen by someone who made a beauty video.

However, he was also thick-skinned, and immediately turned into a highly respected look.

"I don't know about this little benefactor. What I cultivate is the world of Buddhism."

"The cultivation of poor monks is not on the mountain, but in the red dust."

"Looking at the myriad temptations of the red dust, I will not move on my own, and I will finally be able to cultivate into a true fruit."

If I hadn't seen your idiotic expression just now, daddy would have believed it!

Meng Hang thought to himself.

"I saw the little benefactor just now, and you were staring at my phone just now. You were fascinated by the temptation inside. I wonder how many years the little benefactor has been single?"

The bald monk asked back.

"Ah, I'm eighteen, and I'll be nineteen in a month."

? ? ? ?

The monk and Meng Hang stayed for a while, not understanding what little Fatty meant by answering nonsense.

"Donor, I'm asking how old you are."

The bald monk repeated it again.

"Yes, my mother is solo, I have never had a girlfriend since I was a child, and my age is the number of years I have been single."

Little Fatty looked up at the sky, and his eyes were full of loneliness. He sighed and continued:

"I don't have the ideological height of your master, do you know how I have lived in the past few years!"

"Little bits and pieces fell to the ground, and the descendants turned into mud..."

The bald-headed monk had a gleam in his eyes, and blurted out:

"If you change your left hand for your right, it's like divorcing your wife and marrying again!"

The two looked at each other in astonishment, and there was a light in their eyes that outsiders could not understand.

This kind of light is called sympathy for each other, seeing each other late.

Meng Hang was already listening to the numb beside him, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

He never imagined that he could meet Wolong and Fengchu at the same time on a train.

"Oh, yes, it's you!"

At this moment, Meng Hang slapped his thigh and pointed at the bald monk.

His sudden action shocked the other two.

The bald monk tentatively asked:

"This little benefactor recognizes me?"

Meng Hang laughed and said:

"Wolong, ah, no, master."

"You are really a noble person who forgets things. Did you forget that you told me to pool money to reshape the golden body of the Buddha in your temple?"

Yamato recalled for a moment, and then slapped his thigh.

"You're the kid who brought the 18,000 yuan dagger to 20 yuan!"

Then he covered the backpack in his hand and looked at Meng Hang alertly.

"Donor, I can tell you that things like gambling on spirit tools are all bought and sold, but there is no return!"

With a faint smile on the corner of Meng Hang's mouth, he said:

"Where the master said, you can get a low-level spiritual weapon for 20 yuan. I thank you that it is too late, how can it be returned."

"What, you actually opened a spirit tool from that garbage!"