This is the first time he has mastered how to use props, and it is also the first time he has used props.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Xie thought that the props of the superstar game were similar to the real scenario simulation in VR, and the talisman was like an item, as long as it was taken in his hand, it could appear in the palm of his hand. And the way to use it seems to be simple and outrageous, just a thought, a wish.

This trigger caught Wu Xie off guard, but fortunately, there was no surprise when he first met the game system and became a player, so this time, Wu Xie quickly calmed down.

"I hope this wish comes true and can help me teach Shen Feihu a good lesson."

On the virtual screen, a number that resembles a brain counts down in the brain.

4 minutes and 40 seconds......

3 minutes and 30 seconds......

Two minutes and twenty seconds......

Rewind time to three minutes ago, after Wu Xie left the classroom angrily, Shen Feihu's eyes erupted with fire.

The signing benefit fee for the first intimate contact is 100,000, and when I saw the duck with my mouth flying, I complained or complained. A freshman student dares to call the counselor, although it is a little cheap for you, but it is also for you. In the future, I will give priority to you in various academic credits, scholarships, grants and other school-level evaluations, but why don't you know good people and be so stubborn.

Mutual benefit, why not.

"You want to walk your one-plank bridge, but whoever made me your counselor, I was in charge of you during college. If you want to graduate safely, don't even think about it. I want to take this semester's course, so I'm waiting for the make-up exam. ”

Shen Feihu muttered, holding the textbook in his arms, and walked down from the third floor with heavy steps.

When he walked to the staircase on the second floor, Shen Feihu suddenly slipped and fell, and his buttocks suddenly fell as if they were torn apart. He touched his ass and stood up, looked behind him, and it turned out that it was a banana peel that tripped him.

"Whoever eats banana peels and throws them around, there is no public morality at all, don't let me catch you!"

There are cameras in each classroom, staircase and corridor of the School of Broadcasting of Qingjiang University of Communication and Communication.

After putting the banana peel in the trash, Shen Feihu walked towards the first floor with his waist on his back.

Boom!

Shen Feihu fell again, and it was more severe than the last time. Because under his soft ass was a pot of cactus balls the length of a baby's arm, and the needles were five centimeters long, and some of them were deep in the depths of his chrysanthemum, and he moved slightly, and a wave of pain gathered on his brows, and the pain was unbearable.

"Damn, it's a banana peel again!"

Shen Feihu held his old waist and spat depressedly.

Hey! Why does this banana peel look so familiar?

Wrong! It seems to be the banana peel on the second floor? Didn't I throw it in the trash! Hell not, right?

Shen Feihu was so frightened that people had died in this teaching building, and some self-study students had once said that they had seen ghosts. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, but Shen Feihu was an intellectual, so he walked to the second floor and checked the trash can.

The banana peel is gone!

Bang!

Shen Feihu walked back to the first floor in surprise, but he was slipped by a banana peel again. And this time, the ass and the cactus came into contact with it again. Why, because he felt those little spikes dig a little deeper into the flesh.

"What a hell of a life!" Shen Feihu glanced at the banana peel, which was the banana peel that had been thrown into the trash can before, and there were traces left by his three trampling on the skin.

"Haha, look at Shen Feihu, he has a thorn under his buttocks!"

"I'll go, look at it, a few of them are in the depths of the chrysanthemum. Needless to say, I want to take photos for archiving and upload them to the Internet. ”

……

Shen Feihu rushed to the infirmary amid the chatter and sarcasm of nearby classmates. After Dr. Zhang's examination, he said that there was no big problem, but there were several thorns that were stabbed in a sensitive position, and the process of pricking out the thorns might involve some nerves, and Mr. Shen might have fecal incontinence in the next few days. In other words, he's going to bring diapers to class.

"Ah, you tap...... Ah, don't touch my ...... Ahhh......h

Dr. Zhang sweated on his forehead and looked out the window at some of the students who did not know the truth. This Teacher Shen is also yes, isn't it just pulling out thorns, how can he shout and scream, making himself feel like he has a leg.

"I'll go, I thought it was a base scene, and Bai was excited!"

"Hehe, Xiaoli, I'm a god-level editor of the forum, you shoot videos well, these materials and effects, after processing, will definitely be widely praised in the rotten circle."

……

Time back to six minutes ago, after Shen Feihu left the classroom, Mao Xiaojian hurriedly returned to the original seat in the classroom, stared at the SLR camera on the desktop, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The camera is still there, fortunately, I thought I lost it." Hey? How are you recording? ”

"Is it Shen Feihu and Wu Xie? What are they talking about......"

"Damn, Shen Feihu, a university teacher with no teacher morality, actually threatens students? Last semester, you hung up on my class for some reason, and this time you also have a handle in my hands, hahahaha, my old hairy son guarantees that you will be famous. Mao Xiaojian looked down on Shen Feihu's fake tiger power, this time with video evidence in hand, he didn't believe Mao if he didn't take revenge.

On the chaise longue in the small garden, Wu Xie stared at the numbers on the virtual screen with stunned eyes. Five minutes have passed, and the first attack of the wishful fulfillment should have taken effect, and the countdown to the second attack is underway.

"I don't know what punishment Shen Feihu's old thing will suffer, I hope it won't be too easy. However, according to the game setting of this talisman, even if the attack power of the first wave is weak, the second and third attacks should be increased in turn, and maybe something unexpected is happening. ”

[Prestige]: 98630

After the shocking release of the first intimate contact yesterday, which triggered a wide range of communication and depth, Wu Xie's prestige has once again increased by leaps and bounds, and it is only more than 1,300 short of 100,000. This prestige may have been astronomical for Wu Xie in the past, but now, it is a matter of updating a chapter of the novel after going back.

Wu Xie returned to the dormitory at three o'clock in the afternoon, and when he looked at the virtual screen, there were still three minutes before the second attack of the wish, so he opened the Qichuang Chinese website and regularly updated the fifth chapter of the first intimate contact. Due to the VIP function that has been opened in the background, this chapter is naturally a paid chapter, and it will not be automatically released until 20 o'clock.

Later, Wu Xie took the time to browse the lower backstage number and book review area.

As of the early hours of the morning, the cumulative reward amount of the first intimate contact exceeded 1.5 million, and the collection was 50,000. The amount of rewards uploaded the day before was more than one million, and today it is more than 400,000, which Wu Xie had already expected. After all, this novel is relatively white, but the audience is wide, and the first time I rewarded book friends, it was because of the freshness and follow-up effect, once this trend passed, this hurricane-like tide effect will also fade.

"Big, update it quickly, I'm almost dead, the female ticket said that if you don't update, don't think about married life at night."

"The author is so handsome, I like you, I'm going to give you a monkey, can you update it first."

"Update +1."

"Update +50"

Wu Xie quickly clicked a few pages with the mouse, and the reader messages behind were basically the content of urging the update, and the standing line was quite consistent, and they were all released in the "Update + N" text format.

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