The situation is not optimistic, it seems that Yinghua High School is still relatively marketable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you line up step by step, it is estimated that you can only wait until the Year of the Monkey.

And it didn't seem to be a team, it was all bustling, Zhuang Wenyang suggested: "Or let's hurry up to the front." ”

Wang Zhiming hesitated and said: "It's nothing, there's still no need to worry, it's always bad to squeeze around." ”

Suddenly, I only heard a coquettish voice inside: "Hurry up and report the hall with the trainee table, what are you doing here with a limited number of people every day!" ”

The crowd finally thinned out a little, and seized the opportunity, Wang Zhiming took Zhuang Wenyang to rush into the depths of the crowd, and went straight to the stall with his head stuffy, but before he could raise his head, he saw the table under the stall......

That's a wonderful pair of beautiful legs.

Graceful and slender, almost unforgettable.

The small black and delicate round toe leather shoes hold up Yingying's small feet, and the slender and slender calves and soul-catching thighs outline the rippling curves, which are wrapped in silky black stockings.

The black stockings were pulled tightly, and there were no wrinkles at all. The texture is full of light, and it seems that it can illuminate the figure of a person.

These beautiful legs hide under the table shyly, and above them are half-hidden short skirts and unreasonable large tables, even so, this can only make these long legs that are so beautiful that they are even more seductive.

It's no wonder that these young students can't go and refuse to leave, these goblin-like black silk legs are simply for the sake of disaster to the country and the people!

But why does it always feel familiar?

Wang Zhiming thought to himself, his eyes moved up reluctantly, and finally saw the owner of this seductive beautiful leg, he couldn't help but gasp, and the ignorance and impulse of adolescence immediately disappeared.

Hua Ziwei sat there, her pretty face was slight, like an ice and snow sculpture, braving the cold, what was tempting and what was shy, where could she still have anything to do with her.

My sister stared at Wang Zhiming for a while before she looked away, she didn't speak but the meaning was very clear, Wang Zhiming was so frightened that she almost collapsed to the ground.

Touching the sweat, he couldn't help but think: If it was at home, I'm afraid he would just kick it up.

Sure enough, my sister, is the kind of creature that even if she ********is so enchanting that she dazzles you, you can only tremble in the end.

My sister was obviously just sitting down, and there were a few notes in front of the table. The people who do the work are a few girls around, who also have a beautiful appearance and a good demeanor, but they are much inferior to their sisters.

However, Wang Zhiming would rather sit with these gentle and ordinary little girls.

Eh, Shi Yue was actually there, I saw her wearing the blue and white training uniform of Yinghua High School, suddenly turned her head and glared at Wang Zhiming, wrinkled her little nose, and her cherry mouth was slightly upturned to show a little dissatisfaction.

However, the little junior sister immediately turned her head and returned to her heroic appearance, receiving the students who received the "student table" with a gentle smile on her face.

What a kaleidoscopic, quirky little demon king.

Although he had already guessed that the senior sister of the Great Demon King who couldn't even say the name was his sister, Wang Zhiming no longer had the courage to lean over and hand over the note.

Confused senior sister, junior brother can only be sorry.

chose a senior sister next to Shi Yue, did not squint, and signed her name and serial number in a slippery manner, Wang Zhiming decisively pushed Zhuang Wenyang, who was still stunned, to know that he had not recovered from Hua Ziwei's sudden murderous aura, and then fled with the "student watch".

The rest of the reporting project was surprisingly smooth sailing, with accommodation, custom-made uniforms, and dedicated communications......

The last item left is a re-examination of superpower potential.

Pulling Zhuang Wenyang, who was somewhat addicted to new communications, Wang Zhiming walked into the superpower potential waiting room.

The superpower potential waiting room is made up of five or six not small containers, and there are rows of stools in the white combination box, which is really waiting for many people.

However, as soon as you walk into it, the most eye-catching thing is indeed a large screen, on which rows of data are densely arranged.

As students go in and out of the superpower potential test room, there are more and more A-level talents in the high ones, and there are many C-level and D-level talents in the lower ones, and there are more and more data.

"Young man, are you healed?" A greeting came from behind.

Wang Zhiming turned his head to look, and he saw the young commander from the security guard team again unexpectedly, and he couldn't help but smile.

This commander who is calm and steady, but who will choose to face danger without risk, makes him respect. This time, there was no imminent critical situation, and the two could finally exchange some information with each other and talk happily.

As he was talking, he suddenly heard an exclamation.

A student stood in front of the screen and clicked the level button tentatively, and in an instant, the record list became a superpower development potential leaderboard.

Two S-class superpower development potentials jumped from the vast sea of data to the forefront.

"No. 1 Tang is speechless!"

"No. 2 Shi Yue!"