Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

, bit off the beef, snuggled up to Peng Yuan, and looked at him affectionately: "Don't you want to eat me?"

"Eat everything, choose as an adult, let me replenish energy first, and then eat the next meal."

As Peng Yuan said, he picked another piece of bamboo shoots and fed it to Ding Jingyi, and he picked up a roll of vermicelli himself.

After the fans were hungry, Peng Yuan's mobile mailbox rang. He swiped the screen and almost jumped to the ceiling: "Jingyi, three blessings are coming!"

77. Chapter 77

Peng Yuan did not forget to send out the materials of Baoyan's summer camp while attending class.He is entangled in this matter. He originally wanted to enter the society to work and make money early.

However, Ding Jingyi was much more enthusiastic about the insurance research than Peng Yuan himself. Instead of urging him every now and then, he even secretly delivered several college applications for him.

After Peng Yuan received a call from another university for the first time, he had a showdown with Ding Jingyi at home: "Now I have to go to the library to squat at the end of the semester. Studying is a business, but no matter how you open the book, it is you. Reading Liaoyan is the lackey of the tutor, so he has to do research every day and has no time to accompany you.

I can't bear the end-of-term review now, and I can't bear it even more if I become a black-faced cat with dead literature in graduate school in the future. "

Ding Jingyi replied: "Isn't it just four years? I'll wait for you."

"It's too hard to wait for someone."

"I have lived for hundreds of years, four years is nothing. But you, without me, do you want to continue your studies?"

After Peng Yuan asked such a question, he couldn't help feeling confused.Love makes the black-faced cat eat catnip every day, and business makes him sober and confused.

Ding Jingyi saw him hesitate, and asked again: "What do you think about your current life? How do you think about the history we have lived? Think about it carefully."

Peng Yuanli took care of his short life as a cat. Originally, he entered the Department of Archeology to study the Misty Continent, and because of magic, he summoned Ding Jingyi, and knew more about his past life.

In the face of love, Peng Yuan inevitably became a primary school student, who only wanted to fall in love and didn't want to continue his studies.

Fortunately, Peng Yuan is also a black-faced cat who can listen to advice and see through.If the boyfriend is willing to wait, then go on to further studies. After all, he still loves studies in his heart, but Peng Yuan can't tell whether he likes archaeology itself, Ai Luowen, or the feeling of being accompanied by his boyfriend.

Peng Yuan's actions were faster than his thinking. When he reviewed this question again, he had passed five passes in the final exam, and all subjects were worthy of the postgraduate qualifications.

The materials of the Baoyan summer camp were also sent out like flakes, as if what Peng Yuan sent was not the materials for studying, but the invitations for the wedding, and he couldn't wait to collect the money and start a new life.

So the third joy is the interview notice for the summer camp of J University, my alma mater.Only J University in the country has set up research topics related to the Misty Continent, and Peng Yuan has gone a step further.

But he vaguely felt that what he could do was not just an observer of history.

After reading Peng Yuan's interview notification email, Ding Jingyi touched the signature on the lower right corner of the screen and said, "After submitting a lot of materials, why did you still come to our school? Go around. Teacher Li's operation is also a joke. When we first met, he even had dinner with us. I attend his class every day, and I will interview you in a few days. I am also an old friend. Let me invite him to dinner and set up your interview questions."

"No need..." Peng Yuan chuckled, "Just a normal interview."

Ding Jingyi stroked Peng Yuan's leg: "That's right. If Ellowyn is a major, maybe you have to come up with your own interview questions. It's a stand-up comedy on stage." "Have you eaten?" "Have you eaten?" ?””

Ding Jingyi's two lines of "Well" series of characters are full of sound, like a native-born cross talk actor, at first glance, it is a brainwashing cycle to watch too much.

Peng Yuan took Ding Jingyi's hand and squeezed it: "You said you can't dream, but I think you are the biggest dreamer. You even learned Tianjin dialect in your dream!"

Ding Jingyi became even more serious: "Okay, Gouxiu Jinsama, do you have any questions?"

Peng Yuan had the feeling of watching a live broadcast. He picked up the cushion and slammed it into Ding Jingyi's arms, and patted it twice.Peng Yuan held his face and rubbed the tip of his nose:

"If I can come up with my own questions, why don't I send myself to an Ivy League school? Brother Yun's questions are very tricky. What argument is there for the connection between deflation and demonic aristocrats..."

Ding Jingyi patted Peng Yuan's legs again. Although he sometimes wore Peng Yuan's trousers as cropped trousers, there was no one who shared his thighs: "Mr. Li understands very well, isn't this a sub-question?"

When Ding Jingyi was alive as the magician Olin, his history of suffering could be written and written alone.

When it comes to being deflated, he is full of confidence in himself.Almost turned into a rocket and waved out of the atmosphere.

Peng Yuan shook his head like a rattle: "You must not expose your family ugliness. I can no longer answer this question."

Ding Jingyi just smiled, her smile was sweet, like a rose at home, blooming in full bloom under the nourishment of love.

At dusk, Peng Yuan was standing behind the pillar at the entrance of the teaching building of J University, and the sign next to it said "Please go to Room A105 for interviews in the postgraduate summer camp."

Two weasels ran past Peng Yuan's feet, and one jumped onto his feet, trying to nibble on him.Peng Yuan chased away with his schoolbag and took a picture of the weasel.

The shoes are brogue leather shoes newly made by Ding Jingyi last week. They are black and white paired in color matching, and the same style is used for black people carrying coffins.

Although the style is simple, in order to make this pair of shoes, Ding Jingyi rummaged through the millions of libraries left by Ivan, bought leather materials from more than a dozen manufacturers on the wholesale software, and stayed up all night before finally making this pair of shoes. The shoes come out.

The shape of the shoes is crisp, and the feet seem to be accelerated after wearing them. They are comfortable and light, and they echo the black-faced cat characters of African chiefs.Peng Yuan loves it so much that he wants to wear it when he goes to bed.

The weasel was beaten, baring its teeth and jumping over to gnaw again.Peng Yuan said "Hey": "Little brother, don't let me catch you!"

Peng Yuan drew out his wand, and before he finished chanting the spell, an orange glow covered the weasel before him. The weasel rolled into a ball in the orange light, turned into a meteor and disappeared into the sky.

Peng Yuan turned around, and Hu Shunhua and Ding Jingyi appeared behind him, Peng Yuan smiled: "The younger brother came at the right time, the full points are free, and they will be collected soon."

Hu Shunhua picked up another weasel and flicked it on the head: "I have completed all the credits in the direction of "elimination of harassment" this semester, and I have to study "elimination of violence and peace" in the summer vacation.It's not the way to deal with you at that time. "

The weasel screamed: "I'm going to sue my grandfather!"

Ding Jingyi snatched Mai: "What, you Mr. Huang is the instructor of the Immortal Course, and the courses and credits are all set by him, don't you know?"

The weasel wailed: "Impossible!"

Hu Shunhua shot another standard three-pointer and threw the weasel into the second shooting star. At this time, another group of weasels came running behind, chasing Hu Shunhua away.

Peng Yuan laughed like a dog in his heart, the routines of the fox and yellow immortals are too deep and they overlap with each other, making it hard to tell the truth from the fake, but they are so funny.

Ding Jingyi looked at the shadow of the fox fairy Huangxian running away in the sunset, and took Peng Yuan's schoolbag: "How was the interview?"

"The interview is relatively routine. I have practiced all kinds of questions in video interviews in other schools. Brother Yun just pretended not to know me and stared at me for a long time..."

The corners of Ding Jingyi's mouth twitched: "You usually wear sportswear, but today you walked over in a suit and leather shoes. With that makeup on, I'm afraid it's different from your ID card. I guess Mr. Li has to tell the difference from the voice."

Hearing Ding Jingyi's words, Peng Yuan quickly dusted off his suit. He didn't close the window during the interview earlier, and there was a sudden dust storm. Because he didn't dare to clean up during the interview, thinking about it now, he feels sorry for his clothes.

This gray suit was made by Ding Jingyi according to the gallery, and the upper body looks calm and heroic.

Ding Jingyi personally painted his makeup, which is exquisite and looks great.Peng Yuan had no doubts, even if he sneaked into the office building in Lujiazui, Shanghai and sat down in a conference room full of people, as long as he didn't speak, no one would know that he was a student.

Ding Jingyi asked: "What about after the interview? Wait for the notice?"

Peng Yuan carefully took out the handkerchief from his pocket, looked at it, folded it and stuffed it back: "Wait for the notice."

Ding Jingyi picked up the phone: "I'll ask Mr. Li, if it's okay, ask him to come out for a drink..."

"You don't need to drink, you don't need to drink, Brother Yun is one of his own, and he must be taken down."

"Take it! Are you tired from the interview all day, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"I'll go home and change my clothes..." Peng Yuan took Ding Jingyi's hand, "I don't understand the sand and dust in summer, it's too evil. My heart aches when good clothes roll in the sand."

Ding Jingyi turned to the school gate: "Ai Luowen's natural disaster meteors are coming to your school, and it's a small scene to blow sand and dust. The clothes are okay, and if they are broken, I will make another one for you."

"Keep it up, don't waste everything."

While talking, the two arrived at the school gate, and the luxury car stopped from the teaching building to the gate, most of which were parents who came to pick up the students for the summer camp interview.

The two crossed the traffic, and came face to face with seven trendy men, all trendy suits and AJ, with colorfully dyed hair, looking strangely unified, like some new boy group combination.

"Ah Yuan, something more evil is coming..." Ding Jingyi raised his chin, "Who do you think is coming?"

Peng Yuan looked at the men's team, his mind was full of "Seven Swords Under Tianshan" and "Nindao Seven People". When he saw the leader clearly, he laughed out loud: "I can't recognize it like this, eating a pineapple will make it easier." Good recognition."

The two looked at each other, then looked at King Zuo Pao, and at the same time held back the big move of feeding people.

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78. Chapter 78

Peng Yuan and Ding Jingyi smirked and walked forward. Recently, they were the senior interviewees of the Baoyan Research Institute.