Zhang Chao has not come back since he left the classroom in the second class, it is estimated that he is too embarrassed to stay in school, and at the same time, this matter has also spread rapidly, and it is not yet noon, and the students of the entire high school are discussing this matter.

In the past, Zhang Chao gave people the impression that he was handsome, had good grades, and had money in his family.

But after experiencing this incident, he was directly reduced to a joke, which made Zhou Qing angry a little.

There is one more thing worth mentioning.

That is, Chen Lili did not come to school today.

Zhou Qing didn't pay much attention to this, and he also hated Chen Lili, but the mastermind who framed him was Zhang Chao after all, if Chen Lili didn't provoke him in the future, he wouldn't bother with her.

At noon, the cafeteria.

Zhou Qing ate his meals quietly, compared to the canteens of other high schools, the cafeteria of Ziyang High School was not bad, although the taste of the food was average, at least it would not eat cockroaches and dead mice.

As soon as his mind moved, the system interface appeared in front of Zhou Qing's eyes.

It's just that when I saw the prestige value column, I was directly dumbfounded.

"What did I do, and why did my reputation go up so much?"

Because, at this moment, his reputation has become more than 1,100 points.

He didn't know that last night he was recording a video of him singing in a CD bar by a guest, and then uploaded it to the post bar, so that many people saw his singing, so that they recognized him, and gained so much prestige.

In the afternoon class, Zhou Qing was a little absent-minded, because by the last class in the afternoon, his reputation had risen to more than two thousand three hundred points.

It wasn't until he received a call from Wang Nana that he understood what was going on, and it turned out that someone had put his singing video on the Internet.

Internet!

Zhou Qing's thinking is extending, he goes to Tianqiao to sing, and earns more than 100 prestige at most every day, but the Internet is different, although it is not the most developed era of the Internet, there are tens of millions of netizens on the Internet.

Wouldn't it be faster to earn reputation online?

Having found a new direction to earn prestige, Zhou Qing was very happy and began to think about how to earn prestige online.

Song?

Novel?

The songs and singers of the previous life are gone, so what about the novel?

You must know that online novels were also quite popular in his previous life, and he also read a lot of popular online novels in his previous life, and his memory of his previous life is quite clear.

Thinking of this, he didn't have the heart to review, and quickly took out his mobile phone to check it on the Internet.

No!

No!

Or not!

Zhou Qing almost wanted to look up to the sky and smile, because none of the online novels that had appeared in his previous life appeared.

Then he remembered the famous fiction websites.

A search.

No!

No!

Or not!

So he searched the novel website and finally found a website called "Dream Chinese Network".

He quickly clicked on the dream Chinese network, and then looked through the more popular novels, but then he was stunned, because the most popular in dream Chinese is actually martial arts novels.

And it's the kind of thing that you can see the end just by looking at the beginning.

However, I have to deny that although these martial arts plot routines are old-fashioned, the author's writing is quite sophisticated and outstanding.

"If I move all those novels from my previous life, it will definitely cause a sensation, and once it becomes popular, the prestige value will definitely be indispensable, and I can also make money!"

As a tablemate, Zhang Ying looked at Zhou Qing with some concern, because not long after the evening self-study began, this guy held the mobile phone and frowned for a while, and smirked for a while, just like a magic barrier.

"Hey, are you alright?"

She poked Xia Zhou Qing's arm.

"I'm fine!"

Zhou Qing came back to his senses.

"That's right!"

Zhou Qing suddenly thought that there was a skill that he had overlooked.

"I'll go out first!"

Dropping a sentence, Zhou Qing ran out of the classroom directly and came to a lottery shop.

Twenty minutes later.

Zhou Qing kicked 5,000 yuan and left the lottery shop.

Using the perspective eye to buy scratch prizes, he earned 5,000 yuan, so that he could conduct five draws, and he still didn't believe it, he couldn't draw martial arts five times.

After exchanging the money value, he brought up the lottery interface.

"System, I'm going to do five draws.

Zhou Qing thought silently in his heart, and then the intermediate lottery disc appeared.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Qing raised his hand on the lottery button.

It just so happened that this scene was seen by Zhang Ying, and there couldn't help but feel a little strange in his eyes, what happened to this guy? How did it become so abnormal.

"The lottery starts ......!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for extracting the codeword maniac skill!"

"What the hell?"

Zhou Qing was a little dazed, took out the code word maniac skill book from his backpack and used it, and immediately understood the utility of this code word maniac skill.

"The system is really intimate, knowing that I want to be a copyist, I will immediately open a code word maniac skill!"

Only by using this codeword maniac skill, he can code 50,000 words in an hour.

The duration is three hours.

It's very perverted!

It only takes three hours a day to write a manuscript of 150,000 words, and if those handicapped people know that they have this skill, they will probably be so angry that they will die headlong.

Although the code word maniac is good, Zhou Qing prefers martial arts.

"Come again!".

"The lottery starts ......!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting a charm card!"

Zhou Qing was speechless and continued to smoke!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting a Speed Fruit!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a power fruit!"

"Damn, there's one last time left, it's up to you to see if this time works!"

Zhou Qing hit the lottery button again.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the junior Wing Chun!"

"Haha system, I love you to death!"

Zhou Qing almost couldn't help but shout in the sky, and finally drew the martial arts class.

Thinking of it for a while, he hurriedly returned to the classroom.

Then after taking out the skill book of the primary Wing Chun and using it, Zhou Qing felt a hot current explode in his body, rapidly transforming his body.

The renovation lasted a full half hour.

After the body transformation was completed, Zhou Qing felt that his whole body was full of strength, and there were many more Wing Chun moves in his mind, these moves seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he could perform them with just one thought!

The evening self-study is finally over.

Zhang Ying looked at Zhou Qing worriedly: "Hey, do you want to go to the hospital to take a look?" ”

Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "What hospital to go to, now I am better than ever!" ”

"Cure the sick!" Zhang Ying said very seriously.

"Do you have any medicine?" Zhou Qing plays with taste.

"Neurotic, ignore you, I'm leaving, I deserve to die!"

glared at Zhou Qing viciously, and Zhang Ying left angrily.

"Hey, hey!"

Zhou Qing smiled, for some reason, he always couldn't help but want to tease this beautiful tablemate.

Carrying his schoolbag, Zhou Qing walked out of the classroom, and he decided to hurry back home to code words.

Hospital, inside a single ward.

Zhang Chao, who was pale, was lying on the bed on a drip.

I don't know what I've eaten, he's been pulling for almost a day, and now it's not weak, even the chrysanthemum hurts terribly.

Suddenly, he received a text message, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but flash a resentful expression: "Zhou Qing, tonight is your end!" ”

So he edited a text message and sent it: "Cut off limbs, double the price!" ”

After the other party replied to the text message, Zhang Chao put his phone aside and waited for the message.

It's just that he feels that he can't see Zhou Qing being broken with his own eyes, and his limbs are inevitably a little unbeautiful.

This thought just rose stronger and stronger, and in the end, he decided to watch Zhou Qing's limbs broken with his own eyes.

"Someone!"

Two bodyguards entered.

"Young Master, what do you command?"

"Send me to Ziyang Middle School right away!"

"But your body?" Bodyguards are embarrassed.

Zhang Chao said impatiently: "I know my body, you guys come over and help me, it's just diarrhea, it's no big deal!" ”

"Yes!"

Two bodyguards came over, intending to help Zhang Chao up.

At this moment, the electric light overhead suddenly exploded, and a large number of debris fell, Zhang Chao subconsciously dodged to the side but forgot that there was still a hanging needle in his hand.

Suddenly, Zhang Chao felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand, and couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

The two bodyguards were frightened and hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, come and help me!" Zhang Chao held back the pain and said, but when he was helped by two bodyguards to get out of bed and his feet hit the ground, he was sad again, because his feet without shoes stepped on several pieces of broken glass, which were the debris that fell to the ground after the overhead electric light exploded.

"Quick, pick me up, my feet are pierced by glass!" Zhang Chao wanted to cry and shouted without tears, he felt that he was unlucky today.

The other side.

Zhou Qing hurriedly walked out of the campus and walked home.

His home is not far from the school, just ten minutes away.

Just a short distance from the school, a group of people quickly surrounded him and surrounded him.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhou Qing asked calmly.

"Let's go, come with us to that alley, we have something to tell you!"

The young man at the head said with a smile, and while he was talking, two thugs came to hold Zhou Qing's arm, but he dodged away: "I'll go by myself!" ”

"Little boy, do you want to die?"

One of the thugs scolded.

The young man at the head looked at Zhou Qing playfully: "Since he likes to go by himself, let him go by himself!" ”

Soon, Zhou Qing came to a dim alley under the escort of this group of gangsters, his eyes slowly swept over them, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he was really sleepy, someone sent pillows, and he was about to try the power of Wing Chun, and a group of sandbags immediately came.