Lin Qingyin wanted to do some ideological work for Zero, so that he would not be so resistant to the task.

As a system, how can it not yet be host active.

Zero-Zero: ...... Shut up!

Oh, her system isn't working a little bit.

Lin Qingyin had no choice but to click into the school post bar, and entered the second most popular post now, worshipping the racing boss.

It was originally a reply published after a day, but it became the first floor at the moment of the successful publication.

First floor: I, Shu Zhixia, what I said above is me.

At this time, a text message came into Lin Qingyin's mobile phone.

- Are you satisfied with what you see?

The classic lines of the overlord-themed novel appeared.

Zero Zero thinks that he doesn't need to mobilize system permissions to know who sent it.

Is the heroine not sweet enough or is the heroine's aura shameless?

Oh, he forgot.

As long as the big demon king meets the virus, 1+1 is greater than 2, and the aura of the male and female protagonists is not faceless.

So, he hates the virus.

And Han Shaoqi waited and waited, and the school post bar was about to form a support group to learn the gods, but the message he sent to Lin Qingyin has not been replied to.

Zero zero wanton thinking, fortunately, the male protagonist didn't go to the post next door, otherwise he would have a heart attack when he saw the virus sticking next door?

As soon as Lin Qingyin made a successful comment, there were already several replies to her comment.

- Shu Zhixia go and float elsewhere!

- Are you not hot enough? Don't come to harm my big guy, okay!

However, the first few students to reply found themselves banned.

What's the situation? Sticker bar paralyzed?

Lin Qingyin slowly made another comment.

Second floor: Men don't want it, beauties can make an appointment to line up to warm the bed [Picture][Picture][Picture]

Zero-Zero: EMMMMM's sudden commotion?

The picture posted by Lin Qingyin is the player's personal information confirmation form and the amount credited during the competition with professional players, and the last one is an invitation sent by the National Youth F3 Racing Committee.

And then...... The post bar is really paralyzed.

the groove Lie groove Lie groove !!Lie groove Lie groove Lie groove Groove

Everyone was shocked and swiped the screen!

The big guy by your side?

Typing fast, you can only express your shock by leaving a few comments!

But the sticker bar was paralyzed.

Class 32 is different.

Lin Qingyin sat where their eyes could see.

Classes are in progress at this time.

After the English teacher praised Lin Qingyin, his tone was full of hatred for iron and steel.

"Look at Shu Zhixia! I got a full score in English 150, can some of you take the test for a fraction of Shu's classmates! ”

I thought it was a lonely scene performed by myself again, but at the next moment, the English teacher was shocked to find that most of the people in Class 32 instantly looked at Shu Zhixia!

Dozens of pairs of eyes were full of shock and admiration.

The English teacher didn't expect such a strong effect, and her eyes were wet in an instant.

In her lifetime, during her tenure, she was able to urge a class of classmates to get lost.

And then in the next moment, something even more lifelike happened:

I saw a boy in the back row, who had always been naughty and jumping, got up from his seat and took a few steps in the direction of Lin Qingyin.

Thump.

With a loud bang, he knelt down on one knee with his back straight.

"Daddy!"

A crisp call resounded in the silence of Class 32.

Lin Qingyin's little tablemate, Su Man, was already stupid.

Lin Qingyin glanced at the boy with a smile, as well as the other excited people in the class.

"Let's go shopping all day long, don't you all study?"

The boy opened his mouth in Lin Qingyin's gaze.

Okay, from the gaze of the first big guy in the grade.