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How could Bai Lan, who had a particularly strong ability to observe words and colors, not see that Yang Chan was a very simple girl?

Bai Lan, who was originally a little disgusted with her living with Wang Xiaofan at a young age, now only thinks that it must be Wang Xiaofan, a big carrot, who coaxed Yang Chan, a simple big-breasted woman, with extremely despicable means.

Bai Lan could even imagine how Wang Xiaofan lured Yang Chan to have a relationship with him step by step in bed.

"This Wang Xiaofan, who is not very old, has a lot of desires, and has started to live sex~ life at such a young age. Bai Lan said secretly in her heart.

Yang Chan enjoys the caress of this beautiful young woman very much, Yang Chan, who has no mother since she was a child, has a natural sense of dependence on people who are about the same age as her mother.

And Bai Lan, a super-aged leftover girl who has worked hard for the education industry and has not yet married in her forties, also has an indescribable love for people of Yang Chan's age.

"It's okay, it's a big deal that Aunt Bai will find an opportunity for you to come to Royal Roads University as an exchange student in the future. Royal Roads University is ready to welcome people like you who love to learn. Bai Lan said with a smile.

"Really...... Really?!" Yang Chan asked excitedly.

"Of course it's true, but only if your grades are good enough that Aunt Bai can have a reason to let you come, otherwise, Aunt Bai doesn't want to leave people with the handle of 'going through the back door'. ”

After holding back for a long time, Yang Chan clenched her fists tightly, and said almost like a roar: "I...... I'll try!"

"Hehe, this stupid boy!" Bai Lan said, took Yang Chan over, and observed carefully.

The waist is as thin as a water snake, there are no impurities on the exquisite face, the skin is white and smooth, and Bai Lan can't even see a single hair on Yang Chan's plump thighs exposed to the air!

This is nothing, this little girl doesn't know what she grew up eating, a pair of huge things on her chest, round and straight, let alone a man, Bai Lan couldn't help but reach out and play with it a few times.

Perfect!

Bai Lan really couldn't think of any words to describe Yang Chan.

Touching Yang Chan's rose-scented hair, Bai Lan sighed: "Why is Wang Xiaofan so lucky to deceive such a handsome little girl as you?"

Hiding in the toilet for a while, Wang Xiaofan, who had only gone down in physiological reactions, saw Bai Lan actually hugging Yang Chan and stroking her from time to time, for a moment......

Wang Xiaofan returned to the toilet......

There's no way, nineteen-year-old boys like yy, obviously there is nothing to do, and boys of this age can't make that fragrant picture.

After Bai Lan left, Wang Xiaofan hugged Yang Chan in fear for a while and said, "Old Yang, you can't walk on the evil path of lace ~ silk! Although Principal Bai is beautiful, I am a serious man who can make you pregnant!"

Yang Chan was defeated by Wang Xiaofan's imagination......

"I'm sorry, but your work has not yet reached the contract standard, please continue to work hard next time. For every 50,000 words added to Qiuqiu Chinese Net, you can have another chance to apply for a contract......"

Seeing the familiar short station, Wang Dong couldn't help but have a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

The pride and ambition plunged into this bottomless online literature world, imagining that he could become the supreme god of the online literature industry like his cousin, but the reality slapped him a few times.

The signing process of Qiuqiu Chinese Network is like this: first, after the article is published on the website and has passed the review, about tens of thousands of words, there will be a website editor to cross-review, if it is well written, it will take the initiative to send the author a signing station short, reminding the author to add the ball to negotiate the signing, but if there is no short, the author can also choose to apply for a contract.

If you can't apply for 50,000 words, you can apply for a contract again every time you add 50,000 words, such as 100,000 words, 150,000 words, and so on.

However, it is difficult to sign a contract without the editor-in-charge to take the initiative to post a short work.

Wang Dong has written nearly 400,000 words, and he has received many short refusals in a row, and he is numb to look at the short station.

"I want to support myself by writing! I want to become a supreme god in the online literature industry!"

Thinking about what he said in front of his cousin, Wang Dong felt ashamed.

At the beginning, my cousin persuaded himself bitterly that it was best to be admitted to college first and write part-time in his spare time in college, but he didn't listen, and he put down his ambition in front of Wang Xiaofan, determined to slaughter gods and preach, and become a generation of platinum authors.

Now there is only one week left before the college entrance examination, and I have already written 400,000 words, but I can't even pass the most basic threshold of online articles - signing a contract.

If it weren't for Wang Xiaofan helping him win a huge lottery and making his family a rich family, Wang Dong can imagine how sad his life would be after his death.

"The Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation...... Hehe......" Looking at his page on the screen, Wang Dong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What a cliché name!

Because of his cousin's pen name as a mortal, he gave such a book title, but he didn't expect it to not only have no effect, but also been ridiculed by many mortal fans for a long time.

After cleaning up his lost mood, Wang Dong took his schoolbag and set off for Taoze No. 1 Middle School.

As soon as he arrived at the seat, as soon as his butt sat on the bench, and before the bench was warm, the strange voice of Ke Teng and his group behind him floated over again.

"Yo, isn't this our great writer? It must be a big sale, right? Why do you have time to hang out in this small shabby place of Tao Ze No. 1 Middle School?"

"Hey, I've read the page of "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", and it still shows the four big words 'Resident Works'! Our great writer hasn't even signed a contract!"

"People have money at home, do they care if they sign a contract or not? Isn't it just the end of throwing money at the gunman to write it for them?"

"My cousin is a mortal, the number one god in the online literature world, but I wondered, I also write online articles, and they are also brothers, why is the gap so big?"

Pan Chunchun, who was sitting next to Wang Dong, couldn't stand it anymore, frowned, and shouted angrily: "Shut up for me! It's almost time to take the college entrance examination, and if you have time to chat, it's better to learn more!"

"Yes, yes, the head of the class said. Every time you maintain this waste, you can't have a leg with him, right?" said Kirten, a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Don't go too far! I admit it, I'm talking big, but it's nothing to do with Chunchun, don't attack her!" Wang Dong couldn't be silent anymore at this moment.

He is very grateful to Pan Chunchun, who is also a class flower at the same table.

Since he started writing, Pan Chunchun has always supported himself, and praised himself as a person with dreams.

Every time Ke Teng's group mocked him, Pan Chunchun would stand up and speak for himself.

It's a pity that I really don't have the ability, so I can't sign a contract, and even my studies are delayed.

When he was in the third mode, Wang Dong's grades slipped from the top three in the class to the bottom of the class.

Ke Teng, a group of people who were originally jealous of Wang Dong's good luck, immediately jumped out and kept counting and mocking him.

Today, they are talking too much, and they even say things like "have a leg" that is obviously insulting the innocence of other girls.

"Hey, the husband and wife are with you! The little couple has formed a group to attack me! Emma, everyone has come to take a look, Wang Dong and Pan Chunchun, the young couple are in love! Before they are adults, they have one leg!" Ke Teng shouted in an exaggerated and loud voice in the class, attracting people around and even outside the class to come and watch.

"I'll grass your uncle!"

I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore.

Wang Dong waved his fist and hit Ke Teng's chest, the distance was so close, coupled with the suddenness of the incident, Ke Teng naturally couldn't avoid Wang Dong's punch.

However, when the fist was about to hit him, Ke Teng was very disdainful.

Ke Teng is burly, with a height of 1.95 meters, while Wang Dong is only a little more than 1.7 meters tall, plus he was a well-known "thin monkey" before, even if he was standing and let him punch, what impact would it have?

Poor Ke Teng didn't know that Wang Dong's body had been transformed by Wang Xiaofan using the "Fat Man Treasure Box", and at this time, his body was already full of explosive muscles, condensing the power of his infinitely angry punch, which was by no means something that Ke Teng could bear.

After a "bang", Ke Teng's waist bent like a shrimp, and his whole face was full of pain and disbelief.

"I repeat, I have nothing to do with Pan Chunchun! Don't insult her!"

"Wow~~~~"

Before Ke Teng could reply, Pan Chunchun ran out crying "wow".

couldn't care about dealing with Ke Teng anymore, Wang Dong hurriedly rushed out and chased Pan Chunchun.

chased until he reached an inaccessible place in the small garden of the school, and Wang Dong found Pan Chunchun sitting on the ground, crying with his knees hugged.

Wang Dong walked up, and he was also a little at a loss.

For girls, he really hasn't had much contact, especially for a class-level beauty like Pan Chunchun, he doesn't even know how to comfort him.

So he could only stand beside Pan Chunchun awkwardly, looking at her quietly and not speaking.

The summer sun was very scorching, and the people who shone it were extremely painful, Wang Dong saw that the sun was shining on Pan Chunchun's white skin, and he immediately moved two steps so that Pan Chunchun could not be illuminated by the sun in his shadow.

Just helped Pan Chunchun block the sun and didn't speak, and after a long time, Pan Chunchun looked up at this "fool" who was about to be stunned, and said with tears: "What are you doing here?"

"Uh...... Well, don't be sad, I've already taught you a lesson. We don't have the kind of relationship they say we have, and I'll let everybody know that. Wang Dong swore stupidly.

"Woo woo~~~~"

After listening to Wang Dong's words, Pan Chunchun, who had already improved, began to cry again.