Xia Liu has not come back since he left the classroom in the second class, it is estimated that he is too embarrassed to stay in the school, and at the same time, this matter has also spread rapidly, and it is not yet noon, and the students of the entire high school are talking about it.

In the past, Xia Liu gave people the impression that he was handsome, had good grades, and had money at home.

But after experiencing this incident, he directly became a joke, which made Cheng Bo angry a little.

There is one more thing worth mentioning.

That is, Huang Zhenzhen did not come to school today.

Cheng Bo didn't pay much attention to this, and he also hated Huang Zhenzhen, but the mastermind who framed him was Xia Liu after all, and if Huang Zhenzhen didn't provoke him in the future, he wouldn't bother with her.

At noon, the cafeteria.

Cheng Bo ate his meals quietly, compared to the canteens of other high schools, the cafeteria of Ziyang High School is not bad, although the taste of the food is average, at least it will not eat cockroaches and dead mice.

As soon as his mind moved, the system interface appeared in front of Cheng Bo's eyes.

It's just that when I saw the prestige value column, I was directly dumbfounded.

"What did I do, and why did my reputation go up so much?"

Because, at this moment, his reputation has become more than 1,100 points.

He didn't know that last night he was recorded by a guest while singing at the Dream Bar, and then uploaded it to the post bar, so that many people saw his singing, so that they recognized him, and he gained so much prestige.

In the afternoon class, Cheng Bo was a little absent-minded, because by the last class in the afternoon, his reputation had risen to more than 2,300 points.

It wasn't until he received a call from Zhang Haile that he understood what was going on, and it turned out that someone had posted his singing video on the Internet.

Internet!

Cheng Bo's thinking is extending, he goes to the flyover to sing, and earns more than 100 prestige at most every day, but the Internet is different, although it is not the most developed era of the Internet, there are tens of millions of netizens on the Internet.

Wouldn't it be faster to earn reputation online?

Having found a new direction to earn prestige, Cheng Bo was very happy and began to think about how to earn prestige online.

Song?

？

The songs and stars of the previous life are gone, so, what?

You must know that the Internet was also quite popular in his previous life, and he also watched a lot of popular networks in his previous life, and the memory of his previous life was quite clear.

Thinking of this, he didn't have the heart to review, and quickly took out his mobile phone to check it on the Internet.

No!

No!

Or not!

Cheng Bo almost wanted to look up to the sky and smile, because none of the networks that had appeared in his previous life appeared.

Then he remembered the famous stations.

A search.

No!

No!

Or not!

So he changed his search site and finally found a website called "Genesis Chinese Network".

He quickly clicked on the Pioneer Chinese Network, and then looked through the more popular ones, but then he was stunned, because the most popular in the dream Chinese hope is actually martial arts.

And it's the kind of thing that you can see the end just by looking at the beginning.

However, I have to deny that although these martial arts plot routines are old-fashioned, the author's writing is quite sophisticated and outstanding.

"If I move all those from my previous life, it will definitely cause a sensation, and once it becomes popular, the prestige value will definitely be indispensable, and I can also make money!"

As a tablemate, Zhao Qing looked at Cheng Bo with some concern, because not long after the evening self-study began, this guy held the mobile phone and frowned for a while, and smirked for a while, just like a magic barrier.

"Hey, are you alright?"

She poked Cheng Bo's arm.

"I'm fine!"

Cheng Bo came back to his senses.

"That's right!"

Cheng Bo suddenly thought that there was a skill that he had overlooked.

"I'll go out first!"

Dropping a sentence, Cheng Bo ran out of the classroom directly and came to a lottery shop.

Twenty minutes later.

Cheng Bo kicked 5,000 yuan and left the lottery shop.

Using the perspective eye to buy scratch prizes, he earned 5,000 yuan, so that he could conduct five draws, and he still didn't believe it, he couldn't draw martial arts five times.

After exchanging the money value, he brought up the lottery interface.

"Yiyi, I'm going to do five draws.

Cheng Bo meditated in his heart, and then the intermediate lottery disc appeared.

"Let's go!"

Cheng Bo raised his hand a little on the lottery button.

It just so happened that this scene was seen by Zhao Qing, and there couldn't help but feel a little strange in his eyes, what happened to this guy? How did he become so abnormal.

"The lottery starts ......!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host brother for drawing the code word maniac skill!"

"What the hell?"

Cheng Bo was a little dazed, took out the code word maniac skill book from his backpack and used it, and immediately understood the utility of this code word maniac skill.

"The system is really intimate, knowing that I want to be a copyist, I will immediately open a code word maniac skill!"

Only by using this codeword maniac skill, he can code 50,000 words in an hour.

The duration is three hours.

It's very perverted!

It only takes three hours a day to write a manuscript of 150,000 words, and if those handicapped people know that they have this skill, they will probably be so angry that they will die headlong.

Although the code word maniac is good, Cheng Bo prefers martial arts.

"Come again!".

"The lottery starts ......!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host brother for getting a charm card!"

Cheng Bo was speechless and continued to smoke!

"Ding, congratulations to the host brother for getting a speed fruit!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host brother for getting a power fruit!"

"Damn, there's one last time left, it's up to you to see if this time works!"

Cheng Bo hit the lottery button again.

"Ding, congratulations to the host brother for winning the junior Wing Chun!"

"Haha system, I love you to death!"

Cheng Bo almost couldn't help but shout at the sky, and finally drew the martial arts class.

Thinking of it for a while, he hurriedly returned to the classroom.

Then after taking out the skill book of the junior Wing Chun and using it, Cheng Bo felt a hot current explode in his body, rapidly transforming his body.

The renovation lasted a full half hour.

After the body transformation was completed, Cheng Bo felt that he was full of strength, and he also had many more Wing Chun moves in his mind, these moves seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he could perform them with just one thought!

The evening self-study is finally over.

Zhao Qing looked at Cheng Bo worriedly: "Hey, do you want to take a look at the hospital?"

Cheng Bo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "What hospital to go to, now I am better than ever!"

"If you are sick, you can be cured!" Zhao Qing said very seriously.

"Then do you have any medicine?" Cheng Bo played with the taste.

"Neurotic, ignore you, I'm leaving, I deserve to die!"

glared at Cheng Bo viciously, and Zhao Qing left in a huff.

"Hey, hey!"

Cheng Bo smiled, for some reason, he couldn't help but want to tease this beautiful tablemate.

Carrying his schoolbag, Cheng Bo walked out of the classroom, and he decided to hurry back home to code words.

Hospital, inside a single ward.

Xia Liu, who was pale, was lying on the bed on a drip.

I don't know what I've eaten, he's been pulling for almost a day, and now it's not weak, even the chrysanthemum hurts terribly.

Suddenly, he received a text message, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help flashing a resentful expression: "Cheng Bo, tonight is your end!"

So he edited a text message and sent it: "Severed limbs, double the price!"

After the other party replied to the text message, Xia Liu put his phone aside and waited for the message.

It's just that he feels that he can't see Cheng Bo being broken with his own eyes, and his limbs are inevitably a little unbeautiful.

This thought just rose stronger and stronger, and finally, he decided to watch Cheng Bo's limbs broken with his own eyes.

"Someone!"

Two bodyguards entered.

"Young Master, what do you command?"

"Send me to Langyang Middle School right away!"

"But your body?" the bodyguard said.

Xia Liu said impatiently: "I know my body, you come over and help me, it's just diarrhea, it's no big deal!"

"Yes!"

Two bodyguards walked over, intending to help Xia Liu up.

At this moment, the electric light overhead suddenly exploded, and a large number of debris fell, Xia Liu subconsciously dodged to the side but forgot that there was still a hanging needle in his hand.

Suddenly, Xia Liu felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand, and couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

The two bodyguards were frightened and hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, come and help me!" Xia Liu said with pain in pain, but when he was helped by two bodyguards to get out of bed and land with his feet on the ground, he was sad again, because his feet without shoes stepped on a few pieces of broken glass, which were the debris that fell to the ground after the overhead electric light exploded.

"Quick, pick me up, my feet are pierced by glass!" Xia Liu shouted without tears, he felt that he was unlucky today.

The other side.

Cheng Bo hurriedly walked out of the campus and walked home.

His home is not far from the school, just ten minutes away.

Just a short distance from the school, a group of people quickly surrounded him and surrounded him.

"What do you want to do?"

Cheng Bo asked calmly.

"Let's go, come with us to that alley, we have something to tell you!"

The young man at the head said with a smile, and while he was talking, two gangsters came to hold Cheng Bo's arm, but he dodged away: "I'll go by myself!"

"Do you want to die?"

One of the thugs scolded.

The young man at the head looked at Cheng Bo playfully: "Since he likes to go by himself, let him go by himself!"

Soon, Cheng Bo came to a dim alley under the escort of this group of gangsters, his eyes slowly swept over them, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he was really sleepy, someone sent pillows, and he was about to try the power of Wing Chun, and a group of sandbags immediately came.