Bad student?

What do you use to judge a person as good or bad?

Academic performance? or human character?

If it is the latter point, how can he be classified as a bad student for his righteous and courageous actions?

If it's the previous point, what age is this, and there are still people who judge a person's quality by their grades.

It's a ridiculous joke.

"Huh. ”

When Zhang Sheng heard this reporter's words, he thought it was quite funny.

That's right, he did not do well in school, and he was also a bad student. But even if you are really a bad student, is it natural that you will not know anything?

Zhang Sheng sighed, with a trace of inexplicable sadness in his eyes:

"People are always willing to believe that a bad student can't do anything, but they never want to believe that a bad student can do anything. ”

"I'm a bad student, so what are you who can ask these questions? A good student with a sense of superiority?"

"Wow~"

There was a commotion below.

The Long Cheng Entertainment reporter was not angry but happy, "Can I understand that I poked your sore spot and made you start attacking me personally." Also, how can a bad student like you do what they said before?"

"They said you're going to fight, and I believe it, after all, are you a bad student? ”

"But there will be emergency surgery... Can you fly an airplane? Can a guy who just graduated from high school do that? Do you think you've got the system?"

"Uh..." Zhang Sheng was stunned for a moment, not to mention, he guessed right.

The Longcheng Entertainment reporter was proud when he saw that Zhang Sheng didn't speak, and he continued to open his mind, "I guess the whole hijacking incident is a show you made yourself." You've bought these people off just to make people remember you. Nowadays, some people will do anything to become famous, and they will really dare to do anything. ”

Showmanship?

The plane rushed into the lightning zone and almost couldn't come back, this is also a show?

The flight attendant was slashed in the stomach and almost didn't survive today, this is also a show?

Is this journalist in the wrong mind?

"Huh. ”

Zhang Sheng looked at the Longcheng Entertainment reporter with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and said sarcastically, "Longcheng Entertainment? The saddest thing for Yuan Longping is to feed people like you." ”

"Whoa. ”

The noise was louder.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. ”

Chief Shizi pushed away the media, and he yelled at the airport staff who were pushed aside: "What are you all doing in a daze? Send all the victims out!" At the same time, he turned to the media and said, "There will be a press conference later, please ask all your questions at the press conference, and the mayor will give you the answers you want." ”

After stopping the media, he handed Zhang Sheng a piece of paper, "This is my business card." Later, when you encounter trouble, you will come to me. I'll help you in any way I can. ”

"Got it. Zhang Sheng took the business card, and under the cover of the staff, walked out.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze. ”

"They just suffered a plane crash, do you reporters have any sympathy. ”

Chief Shizi's voice faded away.

At the exit, a Rolls-Royce pulled up at the door.

The fat man sat in the car and greeted Zhang Sheng.

"This car is really big!" Zhang Sheng got into the car.

Zhang Sheng's parents were in the car. There was also a driver who was not very tall-looking, and he wore a pair of black sunglasses.

It's strange that wearing sunglasses in the car is not afraid of not being able to see the road?

"Where are we going now?" Zhang Sheng asked.

The fat man thought for a moment, "Why don't you go to my house first?" I still have an empty house in Shanghai. ”

"Ahem. Dad coughed.

Mom's eyes widened, too: "Really?"

"Hi. The fat man waved his hand indifferently, "What is this? My grandfather bought a few rows of houses in a small fishing village, and the demolition fee alone is an astronomical amount." ”

"Yes, dismantle the second generation!" Zhang Sheng teased jokingly.

"Come less. The fat man patted Zhang Sheng's thigh, "You didn't know before." ”

The car drove slowly, and above the sky, a thundercloud chased their car and flew slowly. A looming figure tossed and turned in the thunderclouds. Staring closely, after half a sound, a soft-textured beard was revealed.

……

"Come in, come in. ”

The fat man opened the door and walked into his house with his luggage.

"It's too luxurious, isn't it? ”

Mom blinked, stood in place with Dad, and sighed.

The fat man said it was a house. It doesn't look like a house at all.

Does your house have four floors?

Well, there really is.

The inside of the house is resplendent with gold, not only the light bulbs are golden, but even the wallpaper is shiny gold.

"On the ground floor is the kitchen. The ingredients are all in the fridge. Some people put fresh vegetables and fruits on time. ”

"The room was on the second floor. ”

"At the corner of the stairs is the toilet and bathroom. ”

"On the third floor is the gym and games room. ”

"The fourth floor is the balcony, and if the uncle and aunt want to go up to bask in the sun, there are rocking chairs on it, which is very comfortable. ”

After the arrangement, the fat man left beforehand.

He took the driver with him when he left.

I don't know what the fat man said to the driver, the driver obviously felt angry, and he clenched his fists very tightly. He took off his sunglasses, and his face was ugly.

The moment he turned around, Zhang Sheng saw that the driver's eyes were purple, no wonder he wanted to cover his eyes with sunglasses. Purple eyes look scary.

But why are his eyes purple?

I don't know.

Zhang Sheng chose a room and closed the curtains.

It's been raining in Shanghai today, and it was a light rain when he got off the plane, and now it's getting heavier and heavier. Heavy rain came, accompanied by lightning, and the air was filled with a solemn breath, as if someone was about to suffer.

Zhang Sheng took out the charger from the suitcase and charged the phone. turned on the phone and swiped up today's headlines.

The front page headlines of today's headlines.

"Recently, an unbelievable thing happened in the United States. A marathon professional, alone, robbed a bank empty-handed, and actually snatched more than eight million dollars from the bank. Strangely, when the bank president recalled the incident, he couldn't remember why he didn't call the police at that time, and the only thing he remembered was that 'his eyes seemed to be kind'. ”

"I'm afraid I'm evil. Zhang Sheng complained, he slid down his phone to read the comments.

Most ordinary people make the opinion "it, 666".

There are keyboard warriors who are attacking the U.S. security system, and then the conversation turns to China, and they start to worry about the country and the people.

There are also some sand sculptures in the water commentary.

Only one person posted a comment: "This person seems to be the same marathon runner who led 4,000 people to the wrong way." He also sent photos.

Judging from the photos, it turned out to be really a person.

Someone commented below, could it be that this person has awakened some magic to control people's hearts?

Soon, the comment was pushed to the top.

More people began to doubt the truth of this matter, their brains were opened, and some even thought that it would be a revival of the aura and an awakening.

Zhang Sheng refreshed the webpage.

I don't know why, this news suddenly couldn't be opened.

It seems that there is a force that prevents people from accessing the truth of this matter.

It was still raining outside, and the thunder and lightning were getting heavier, and the rain kept beating against the windows, making a crackling sound, as if it was going to come in.

Zhang Sheng felt that something was wrong.

Is this powerful sound hailing outside?

He pulled back the curtains.

The next moment, he froze.

A huge dragon head appeared in front of him, and two long, thick whiskers swayed around the window. With each blow, there was an extra crack in the window.

Zhang Sheng swallowed.

"It's fake. ”

"I must have opened it the wrong way. ”

He closed the curtains, then opened them again.

The dragon's body glowed with purple light, and the crackling sound grew louder and louder. Its eyes turned red, staring at Zhang Sheng, and it began to get a little impatient.

"Whoa~"

A loud roar sounded, and the glass was shattered directly by the super high sound.

"It can't be. I protested! I said that the ordinary entertainment world has become a fantasy world in an instant!"

Zhang Sheng turned around and wanted to run.

Before he could take a step.

The thunder dragon slammed into Zhang Sheng's body and burrowed into his body.

Zhang Sheng's eyes closed and he fainted.

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