The pig was only more than half a foot tall, chubby, and its two small eyes were rolling around, staring at Chen Lin with a very disdainful look. Moreover, what made Chen Lin feel even more incredible was that this pig actually stood on two hind legs.

After the little fat pig slipped out of the box, he glanced at Chen Lin with disdain, and actually stood on the table with his hind legs, and then hugged his two front legs together.

Chen Lin didn't expect that the so-called "three fat pigs" turned out to be such a different and arrogant pig......

Syllable!

Seeing that Zhu Sanfat was dragged like this, Zi Ling slapped it on the head and said angrily, "Ha, you still put up a shelf...... What are you dragging, call Uncle Chen ......"

The little golden pig was slapped by Zi Ling, and it withered in an instant, and the poor one actually wagged his little tail at Zi Ling.

"Well, forget it...... Forget it...... "After listening to Zi Ling's words, Chen Lin waved his hand again and again, always feeling that it was too awkward to let a pig call his uncle.

"Oh, forget it......" Seeing that Chen Lin was unwilling, Zi Ling was not reluctant, but pursed his lips and smiled, "Come, San Fat, show our Master Chen a hand and let him open his eyes...... What is coming from...... Well, let's have a ballet......"

After Zi Ling finished speaking, he put a hand on the table, and with a light tap of his fingers, a simple melody was knocked out like this.

The pig was reluctant, but after being knocked on the head by Zi Ling, he only pouted aggrievedly, and then stood on one hind foot, and really followed Zi Ling's beat and danced the classic "Swan Lake".

Zhu Sanchuan was covered in gold, and he was already round, and it was particularly funny to dance ballet with one foot on the table at this time.

This made Chen Lin stunned, but he didn't expect that this was still a literary pig!

Chen Lin is now a junior illusionist, he can naturally see that this pig is not simple, it is surrounded by aura, and it is obviously a pet with spiritual power. It's just that the spiritual power on its body is hidden very deeply, and even Chen Lin can't tell its level.

This made Chen Lin doubt the identity of Zi Ling again. He originally thought that Zi Ling was just the eldest lady who came out of a wealthy family. But now it seems that things are far from being as simple as they imagined.

Let's not talk about whether Zi Ling really has the ability to predict the future, even if the pig in front of him is fat, it is not something that ordinary people can raise.

This girl, saying that she is from Blue Star, is she really an alien?

Chen Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head, since he couldn't guess the identity of Zi Ling, he simply stopped guessing. Because he always had a feeling that this girl appeared to help him. And about Zi Ling's true identity, when she wanted to say it, she would naturally say it.

"How is it, Zhu Sanpang dances well, right?"

Zi Ling chuckled, she was wearing a long white dress today, and her long hair was also scattered, which was extremely soft, and she had a feeling of captivating the country and the city. It's just that in this kind of alluring country and city, there is also a taste of cynicism.

"Not bad...... Chen Lin couldn't help but clap his hands and exclaimed, "I've never seen such a dexterous pig ......"

What Chen Lin didn't expect was that after listening to Chen Lin's words, the pig Sanfat actually put one of his front legs on his chest, and under Chen Lin's surprised gaze, he bowed to Chen Lin and made a curtain call.

I'll go, this pig is kind of interesting!

"Hah, of course. Zhu Sanpang is under my careful teaching, it is both literary and dance......" Zi Ling was also very happy, and patted Zhu Sanpang's head again, "Come, write a poem for our master Chen, let him also open his eyes......"

What the?

Can it also compose poetry?

Hearing this, Chen Lin was drinking water, and almost didn't squirt out. He lived so long that he had never heard of a pig composing poetry.

The pig Sanfat was extremely reluctant, but under Ziling's "coercion and temptation", he could only walk to Chen Lin's laptop, and then under Chen Lin's surprised gaze, he skillfully opened a word document, and then typed a line of words on it with the keyboard:

"At noon on hoe day,

Sweat drops and hoes.

Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,

Every grain is hard. ”

Seeing this scene, Chen Lin was no longer calm. He didn't expect that the spiritual power of this pig and three fat people had reached this level, and even high-tech such as computers could be used.

"Bang"

But just when Chen Lin was surprised, Zi Ling hammered Zhu San's fat head heavily, and said angrily, "You dead pig, come here to perfunctory me, aren't you?" Believe it or not, I'm going to turn you into a pot of braised pork right now......"

After Zi Ling finished speaking, he deliberately licked his lips, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked like he wanted to eat a pig.

The pig was hammered by Zi Ling, and was threatened and intimidated, and suddenly his frightened soul flew away, put his two front hooves to his mouth, and shook his head again and again.

"Then what's the ......" Zi Ling hammered its head again, "Since you don't want to become braised pork, then write me a poem seriously." Listen, it's your own poem......"

The pig nodded hard, and the arrogance when facing Chen Lin just now was gone. It lay down in front of the computer again, pouted its buttocks, wagged its little tail, and after a few moments, typed out another line:

"Sitting alone under the bamboo pavilion, the more heavenly horses are more and more wide. There is the sun and the moon in the chest, and the home is so idle. There is a bone and a body to be proud, and there is no heart to be self-ending. Stay until Lingyun Day, smile proudly and lean on the sky. ”

After typing these words, Zhu San's fat eyes turned, his heart was uneasy, and he looked at Zi Ling pitifully, waiting for the final judgment.

Seeing this poem, Chen Lin couldn't help but light up in his eyes. Yo, I didn't find out before, this is still an idealistic and ambitious pig! It's just that it is more appropriate to change the word "Zhuxuan" to "pigsty......

After some commotion, under Ziling's "coercion and temptation", Zhu Sanpang showed eighteen kinds of martial arts, proving to Chen Lin that it is not a simple pig!

In the end, Zi Ling left the pig three fat to Chen Lin, according to her meaning, let this pig experience Chen Lin's experience!

Until this moment, Chen Lin didn't know that the pig that Zi Ling had inadvertently left behind had actually saved his life at night!

After settling Zhu Sanfat, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning, and because Zi Ling wanted to visit the campus, Chen Lin accompanied her to school. Before leaving, Chen Lin gave Zhu Sanpang a task to write a 20,000-word novel today.

Because Chen Lin suddenly found that since this pig is versatile, it would be a pity not to use it. He used to make some extra money by writing novels, and he was a third-rate writer. Now relying on Zhu Sanfat to write a book is the only way he can think of making money at present.

But Chen Lin didn't know that in the eyes of Zhu Sanfat, he was like a big landlord in the old society, and he had to exploit even the last bit of his surplus value!

This is not to blame Chen Lin, he is in contact with girls like Ziling, Zhen Ruoxi and Wen Youling every day, and he deeply feels how small he is now. Only by improving his strength and making as much money as he can can he stand on the same level as these girls.