When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what Qian Ling's move was for.

But wait for them to react.

Qian Ling then raised his hand, drew an area beside the podium and said, "Line up here, and I will announce the answer after everyone has checked."

The people who were still noisy just now quickly lined up in a long line, crowded and crowded, for fear that they would not get the answers to the test papers if they were too late.

As for what Qianling is going to do, it doesn't matter.

"I also need a class name list, a pen, and a chair." Qian Ling pointed to the first person, "Go and help me arrange it."

The person who was called out was a little displeased at first, but after seeing Qian Ling's pretty face, he let out a sound, and honestly went to move someone's chair.

Qian Ling didn't know where he moved the chair, and there was a soft cushion on it, so don't be too friendly to Qian Ling's current injured players.

"Thank you!"

With a smile on the corner of Qianling's mouth, showing a row of neat little white teeth, she sat down and arranged the name list, "Then let's start now."

"Come on, reach out."

The first person, that is, the boy who helped Qianling move the chair stretched out his hand, but stared at Qianling for a moment, until he asked him to turn over, this person did not respond.

"This classmate?"

No response.

Qian Ling sighed, and tapped his fingers twice, "Look at the palm of your hand."

Suddenly, the boy's face turned red.

Qian Ling glanced at the palm of his hand, confirmed that he didn't find any wounds, then lowered his head, "What's your name?"

"me,"

The boy stammered out his name.

Qian Ling ticked the corresponding box, and also ticked it with a water-based pen on the back of his hand, "The next people, all sit on the left side of the classroom, and sit down in the order of inspection."

— socks!Baby is super careful!

——Not only registering the name, but also ticking the back of the hand, sitting in order, so that after checking the number of people later, you can perfectly kill fish in troubled waters.

——Woooooo baby is getting better and better, Mommy is so relieved, she is indeed a mother's baby!! (Hold and suck hard!)

——Maybe my wife was really angry with what this 'king' did, so she took the initiative to do the task, and I don't know if it will be successful.

——But when I look at the high school students in front of my baby, they don’t just look at the test papers, and their eyes never move away from my baby’s face.

—Don't you have any wives?Why do you keep looking at my wife!

……

"Next one."

Qian Ling filled out half of the name form, and a familiar voice sounded from the top of his head, "I don't need it."

Qian Ling raised his head.

Ji Jiayu stood in front of him, with his pockets in the air, "Do I want to report my name too?"

"Knowingly asking."

Qian Ling put a tick behind his name, "Don't look at your hands."

"Yo yo yo, there is a situation."

"Tell me quickly, what is the situation between you two, why should you be special?"

"Are you two together?"

The continuous questioning from the people around made the originally relaxed Ji Jiayu's ears turn red quietly, and he pushed away the out-of-shape group of people beside him.

"Okay, talk nonsense."

Ji Jiayu took his hand out of his pocket, and stretched it out in front of Qian Ling.

Qian Ling was slightly stunned, "What are you doing?"

Ji Jiayu said, turning his head away, "You can take a look at it casually, lest others go around talking nonsense, I don't want you to be angry with me again."

"Oh, okay."

Qian Ling held his hand with both hands.

Ji Jiayu shuddered slightly, but in the end he couldn't hold back, turned his head and quietly lowered his eyes.

Different from his rough hands that have been touching basketballs and fighting all the year round, Qian Ling's hands are fair and delicate, the veins and knuckles on the back of the hands are not obvious, and even the fingernails are light pink.

Really cute.

Ji Jiayu thought.

"Tick tick, it's ok." Qian Ling picked up the pen, "Next one."

After a few seconds, the person in front of him still didn't move.

"Ok?"

Qian Ling raised her eyes and looked at him suspiciously, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"You need a helper." Ji Jiayu said.

Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled over a chair next to him, and sat down beside Qian Ling grandly, close to his shoulder, and snatched the water-based pen from his hand.

"This is too inefficient, we need to speed up, right? So let me help you."

The others couldn't help giving thumbs up in their hearts.

Will it or will you, boasting that dog licking can be so righteous.

Qian Ling thought it was weird, but she didn't find anything unreasonable in Ji Jiayu's words, so she nodded in agreement.

But the people who followed were not happy.

Originally thought that he could also be touched by a beautiful transfer student, but in the end it fell into the hands of a gangster, what a big deal.

With Ji Jiayu's help, Qian Ling only needs to tick the name on the name list.

After a while, the long line has bottomed out.

"It's done."

Ji Jiayu stretched his waist lazily.

Qian Ling picked up the name list of Class One, Senior Three.

In addition to the dead list, there were only four unchecked people left, which coincided with the number of people who snatched his test papers this morning.

Among the remaining people, Qian Ling did not find anyone with a wound on his hand.

He looked blankly at the people in the classroom.

Could it be that he was looking in the wrong direction.

'King' wasn't in the class from the start?

But why did he know himself and the rest of the class at the same time.

Entering this dungeon by myself, that is, the time to transfer to this class is very short, and I have not participated in too many extracurricular activities.

Except for the people in the class, it is difficult for other people to have contact with him.

And why did the 'King' say those things to him?

The first time I met him, I gave him many opportunities.

663, Is this a supernatural book?Or a superbook?

663: […]

Or he has that kind of notebook, similar to the death note, as long as he writes down the name, time and place, there will be mysterious power to do things for him.

663: [If this is the case, you may stay in this dungeon until you die. Unless the boss takes the initiative to stand up, you will never be able to catch him. 】

But he really doesn't understand!

If you can't find the 'King', this dungeon has reached a stalemate, and you should also take some responsibility!

663: [I am only responsible for broadcasting the main storyline of the dungeon, and I have nothing to do with the problems that players encounter in customs clearance.I can only tell you that there is no mysterious power or supernatural events in this dungeon. 】

"When will you give me the answer?"

"Transfer student, you can't count your words and play tricks on us."

Qian Ling came back to his senses, and a group of boys who were sitting well just now got up one after another and surrounded him again.

Although they are all in their teens, most of these male high school students who are in their third year of high school are already close to maturity, with a broad frame, and the hot air from their bodies hit Qian Ling directly.

The boy standing at the front reached out and touched Qian Ling's cheek.

"If you play us, there are so many of us, but you, a beautiful little baby, will be divided."

The others laughed out loud.

Qian Ling stepped back half a step, frowning half-frowned with wet eyes, and there was an obvious red mark on the touched cheek, which was especially obvious on the fair face.

The boy who took the lead cursed in a low voice.

They always thought that this transfer student was as obedient as a little rabbit, he could lift his ears up with one hand, his skin was thin and his stuffing was tender, and with a little force, he could squeeze water out.

It wasn't until today that I met face to face that I realized that the little rabbit is so beautiful.

do not know why.

Suddenly there is a kind of expectation, if he really can't come up with the answer to the test paper, it seems that there is a better solution——

"I didn't play tricks on you."

Qian Ling carefully took out the draft paper in his arms, "But now there are only answers, and the paper version of the test paper has been snatched away."

"Then what if the thing you gave is fake?"

"You didn't say that before, so we will believe you,"

I don't know who it was, but in the confusion, he touched Qianling's soft hair again, and even touched Qianling's waist through the outer layer of the school uniform.

"Children will be punished for lying."

"You don't want us to use the wrong answer, so you can quietly become No.1?"

"Anyone who doesn't believe it, get out, fuck it, stand back for me."

Ji Jiayu grabbed the hand on Qian Ling's waist, swung it hard, and stared at these boys who were staring at him.

"If anyone messes up again, I'll chop off your hands first."

"Tsk."

"Don't make you so righteous, don't you want to..."

"To shut up."

Although the man was dissatisfied, he still kept his mouth shut.

Ji Jiayu said: "Use the projection in the classroom, I'll put down the curtain first."

"Ah."

Qian Ling walked to the podium, opened the podium, and put down the draft paper.

The curtain behind him reveals the content on the draft paper.

"Now it's the answers to the Chinese test paper."

Everyone raised their mobile phones and took pictures against the curtain.

When a group of people entered the classroom in the morning, they saw this scene.

"Where did the boy get the answer?"

Obviously the test papers have been taken away by them.

The four quickly ran up to the podium, one took away the draft paper, and the other pushed Qian Ling aside.

Qianling's back hurts and he groans.

"How dare you lie to us? Court death."

When the fist was only a few centimeters away from his cheek, the imaginary pain did not fall, but was replaced by the noise and scolding of tables and chairs being pushed around his ears.

Ok?

Qianling slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you OK?"

Sheng Li protects him behind him.

And the four people who rushed over just now were surrounded by other boys, punched and kicked but couldn't fight back, they could only hold their hands and scream.

Qian Ling looked at all this blankly.

Afterwards, these people were pushed to kneel on the ground, face to face with Qian Ling, with blood on their faces, and they were no longer as arrogant as they were in the morning.

Sheng Li said: "Apologize to him, otherwise you don't want to leave this classroom today."

The boy in the middle is also the one who yelled to take pictures of Qian Ling in the morning. He raised his head and stared at Qian Ling fiercely, "Apologize?"

Qianling trembled all over.

He said: "Apologize to him, I really regret that I didn't get him out this morning before leaving."