"Boss, two baskets of fried buns, and two cups of soy milk."

After the sound of "drop", I only heard the cash register say, "Successfully received 8 yuan." ”

In this way, Zhang Fan bought breakfast without much effort.

But the witch gave him a blank look, and he had come to such a dilapidated place to spend money to eat.

If it's it, you can just take out the ability to see it, and you can eat as much as you want, and the key is that you don't have to swipe your meal card.

After tasting the fried buns, the curse witch immediately felt that this was a delicacy in the world, much more fragrant than the fried noodles he ate at the restaurant that night. It was immediately decided that in the years to come, it would eat a basket of fried buns every day.

If compared with the hard work of studying, it seems that in the bright sun of youth, only food and the college entrance examination can not be disappointed.

Just as the witch was about to go back to the classroom with Zhang Fan, it bumped into a female classmate.

Gao Yaxuan was holding breakfast and was waiting for Wang Yan, who was waiting to buy something, but was suddenly bumped by someone, and the milk spilled on the school uniform.

"I'm sorry, classmate, I'm really embarrassed, I'll compensate you for it." As he spoke, the witch handed over the half-eaten bag of fried buns.

"Hey, you dare to give it away after eating, don't you lose face?" Of course, that's just what she was talking about.

"Forget it, I don't want you to pay for it, just pay attention next time."

At this time, Wang Yan just finished buying an eraser and walked out, and happened to see Gao Yaxuan, who was throwing garbage.

"What's the matter, did you accidentally fall?"

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Wang Yan didn't plan to ask any more, "Why don't I ask Niu Zihao to buy one for you, you also saw my meal card just now, and the balance is insufficient." ”

"It's not good to call him, after all, people have their own things to deal with."

Seeing her twisted appearance, Wang Yanke was a little unhappy, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Niu Zihao.

"There's nothing bad, who made him like you, like me, I don't even have a boyfriend, so Xuanxuan, hurry up and cherish it while you have time."

In the end, Niu Zihao also came, and the three of them went back to the classroom together.

Walking in the corridor, Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Zelin, did you hand in the peach blossom luck today, and actually collided with two girls, hurry up and tell me, did you do it on purpose?" ”

"It's all boring, you, help me get rid of the garbage." The Witch swaggered back to his seat.

As soon as I opened the door, the smell of steamed buns came out, needless to say, basically everyone was like this, while eating breakfast, I didn't forget to take a few more glances at the contents of the book.

If you eat beef noodles in the morning, it can be regarded as a relatively large amount.

The curse witch felt that there was no need, people do not live to eat, but to eat only to live better.

If it wants to eat a feast for three meals a day, it is not impossible.

Class 9 is also a relatively good class, at this time, the spell witch is scanning the basic information of each student with a clairvoyant eye, and finds that they are just ordinary people, and they have not found a rare night holy body like Liu Xianying.

The first class is a biology class, which is the Demon Star Queen who was resurrected by a cursed witch before, but not now.

She was beautiful, standing in the doorway in a pair of white high heels, waiting for the class bell.

There was also a two-minute bell to prepare, and as soon as it rang, a girl hurried down the aisle, threw a bag of garbage in a bucket, and sat down in the empty seat next to the witch.

The witch thought that she would sit next to her because she didn't have time, but then she thought about it, but it wasn't like that, the key was that she was holding the book for this lesson, which turned out to be premeditated.

In general, the last row of the classroom is relatively wide, which is also suitable for small movements or something, and it is not easy for the teacher to notice.

Unlike the students in the first three rows, they sat under the teacher's nose, and they probably didn't even dare to gasp.

In this way, the witch is glad that he has a temporary tablemate, which is also a good thing.

After about half an hour, the spell witch suddenly thought of something, so he quickly wrote a note and handed it to the boy by the back door.

"Open the gates, I'm going out."

That's how the content of the note was written, and since it was Yang Zelin's request, the classmate had to obediently agree.

While the teacher was writing on the blackboard, he opened the door in three steps.

If it's once, there will definitely be a "squeak" sound in the middle of the process, and it will not be good for the teacher to hear it when the time comes.

The Witch rushed out at the speed of an arrow, leaving only the door swaying.

"Who went out just now, report your name."

The teacher hated the iron-clad and slammed the blackboard on the desk, as if this was his world.

"Me."

Zhang Fan raised his hand high, of course he was covering for Yang Zelin, maybe he really had some secrets that he couldn't say.

"You, take the book and let me stand outside."

In order not to delay the progress of learning, the teacher had to do this.

The witch ran all the way to the toilet that had been burned to the ground.

It almost forgot that Meng Ke existed, and if it was just negligence, it would be too undeserved.

Ever since Meng Ke died, the Witch had been watching him every few days.

Although they have only known him for a few days, the relationship between them is deeper than that of brothers.

Meng Ke's body was sealed in an ice coffin, otherwise according to the current weather conditions, it is estimated that it would have rotted in two or three days, and how to carry out the next resurrection plan?

I saw that the cursed witch waved his hand, and an ice coffin suddenly appeared.

Water was dripping down from above, and the boy in the coffin was very calm, as if sleeping peacefully.

Fortunately, it was in time, otherwise if it was really burned by the fire, the witch would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

It didn't leave the toilet until night, because it couldn't think of a better place to hide Meng Ke, preferably a particularly secluded one.

It's a good place to go in school, but if it's all like last night, it's still not good.

Suddenly, a light bulb appeared in the upper right corner of its head, and it lit up.

It thought of a good way, there are so many schools, and it doesn't have to be hidden in the second middle school.

Let's take a journey that says go, the county is so big, the curse wants to go around.

It left No. 2 Middle School and groped its way down the promenade along Binhe Road, quickly hiding Meng Ke in the exotic space.

When you're in a bad mood, maybe even looking at the street lights, it's a little dim.

The familiar bell rang, which means that it has just been a night of self-study.

The witch was going to go down the embankment, but a couple was making a loud noise there, and it left on its own.

Like An Qin No. 1 Middle School, it is conservatively estimated that there are about 10,000 people, there are not only many students there, but also a lot of faculty and staff, of course, it is impossible for the curse witch to choose to hide Meng Ke there, which is not much different from the three hundred taels of silver here.

Nor is it possible to go to secondary schools, where legend has it that some people have jumped over the building and are not very clean.

As for the third middle school, it is still thousands of miles away in the countryside, a little remote, tossing back and forth, the witch doesn't like that, it's too strenuous.

Thinking about it, only No. 5 Middle School and Minsheng Middle School are the most suitable, and the only advantage is that they are also relatively close to No. 2 Middle School, which is just to make it convenient.

After a while, there were more witches at the entrance of the fifth middle school.

I saw downstairs in Shaw on campus, the voice-activated lights were still on, most of the students in this school were art students, and school was out early, and everyone was almost gone at this point, because the electronic door had been closed.

But in the guard's room, the lights were still bright, and the cursed witch got closer to see that there was an old man watching a horror movie.

It seems to be a movie similar to the era of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and the background is still very old, like a black and white curtain.

It suddenly had a plan, and a rare smile appeared on its face.

With a "snap" on the window, the witch quickly crouched down so as not to be seen.

The old man was really excited, wouldn't it be Director Zhang who came at night, shouldn't it be two o'clock before knocking on the door, why is it so early today.

He muttered, took the flashlight from the drawer, removed the coat he had worn for almost thirty years from the hook on the wall, draped it over his body, pushed open the door, and strode out.

"Lao Zhang, is that you?"

The light of a flashlight flickered in the dark night, almost hitting the witch's eye.

"Hey, I'm an old man, do you have a classmate named Niu Zihao here, I want to talk to him about something." The witch has started to make up nonsense again.

"Go, go, we don't have anything here."

Unexpectedly, the old man was very cold, and he started to pick people away without saying a word.

Hey, you can't even get through the door, and it's even more impossible to get to the Tibetans.

"Phew, Lao Tzu is not rare!"

The witch cursed, still very unhappy in his heart, if it wasn't for the unnecessary trouble, it wouldn't swallow it.

An Qin No. 5 Middle School, sooner or later, one day, you will also be captured.

Since I'm here for Meng Ke, let him be the principal here in the future, and when the time comes, let's see who has a higher admission rate.

Although the students of the fifth middle school are not as good as the second middle school as a whole, in the number of students allocated for the college entrance examination, the fifth middle school has been overfulfilled every year, and the winning rate of 185% has reached in the most year.

What is the probability of this, if according to the instructions issued by the Education Bureau, 100 people above the main line of the fifth and second secondary schools will complete the target, but the final result is that they have 85 more people in the test.

The second middle school is stable between 36% and 40% all year round, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as a high score and a low score.

The cursed witch is also about to face the final choice, Minsheng High School, and now it can only be here.

As for the mysterious Anqin No. 4 Middle School family, as early as 2013 AD, it merged with the school No. 1 Middle School, injecting a dose of fresh blood into the originally powerful century-old colonel.

"Minsheng Middle School, I'm here to spell the witch."